/Meelah’s POV/I was expecting Brian to probably come back to support his mom without waiting to hear my own part of the story, but surprisingly he had my back and he got rid of his mom and bitchy ex girlfriend out of the house which is supper cool After his mom left the house angrily, I was expecting him to ask me about what happened with the shares and how the whole misunderstanding happened, but he was bothered about my phone,and after he realized that I was sorted out he went to bed. After Brian went upstairs,I picked up his phone to talk to my bestie so dialed her number, but the line was busy and it kept on telling me that t she was busy on another call so I decided to chill for like ten minutes before dialing the number again only for Eloise’s thread of desperate messages to keep on popping on Brian’s Lock Screen. I didn’t exactly unlock the phone to read the text messages, but my eye could not help but see the content of the messages that was displayed on the notification b
/Brians POV/Is it just me or this woman has been acting strange since this morning?She looks so grumpy like she fought a lion in her sleep, her face looks as fierce as that of a club bouncer.Everything that I have been doing just seems to be annoying her, as if she dreamt about me hurting her in her dream.I actually thought we were cool before I went to bed yesterday night, and I was really hoping to do away with any form of friction between us so that work can proceed smoothly, but the reverse is the case at the moment.My work is not going smoothly, because I am having to be conscious about how I act in my own office just because of the ice queen, especially when she looks like she is going to rip my head of if do as much as breath.I guess I will have to pay a visit to the human resources department soon to see if there is a way for them to fix Meelah in any spot close to my proximity so that her work won't be disturbed, but I don't want her to be as close to me as being inside
/Brian’s POV/I get down to business by unboxing the phone myself even though that was something she was supposed to with great satisfaction and I connect it to my power back so that the phone won’t go off in the configuration process since it is very unlikely that they will fully charge the phone after production. I put her sim into the phone, turn it on and logged in her iCloud before going to the apple store to commence the downloading of a few apps that I saw in the homepage with the indication of a cloud because it means that there are records of those apps on her device before. Her phone did not really come with A lot of application, so it was left to me to start downloading those apps individually because it is impossible to send applications from one iPhone to the other. “Shall we?” She inquires. “Sure” I answer as I pick up the phone and power bank on the table to continue what I was doing on the way “There is no ne
/Meelah’s POV/I storm of of the VIP lounge angrily because I have been through way too much today for me to have to deal with that type of toxic individual, most importantly why does that woman always show up everything I am down she further kick me till I have no strength to stand?The culprit is Eloise, but I ended up lacking out at Brian who went through great lengths to cheer me up, and one of the things that I can’t tolerate is being ungrateful towards someone that put in a whole lot of effort into helping me and that is what I just did because Brian didn’t deserve any of what was dished in his direction at all. Right now, my bone of contention is not even How poorly I treated Brian because I am sure that I can always apologize to him later, but the issue is that that woman was recording and I lashed out like that.“What if they start to troll me online again” I start to panic as I make my way into the elevator because I literally just got
/Brian’s POV/ “So you are just going to stand there and do nothing” Eloise questions after Meelah storms out if the room. “What am I supposed to do?” I throw the question at her to hear her opinion before telling her what I have to say. “Your wife just called me a dog but that doesn’t seem to affect you in any way” she says in a voice that sounds like she wants to cry “I don’t understand…..”“How does that affect me?” I ask her because it’s a ladies fight and I didn’t get myself involved so why is she involving me?“Seriously?” She scoffs “When she said keep your dog on leash, she wasn’t talking to you……as a matter of fact she was talking to me and you don’t know if we had a prior conversation concerning this or not you just jumped into conclusion so I guess the show fits” I remark sprinkling salt on her wound and she clenched her fist “If the show fits, don’t just wear it……you can also drops with it” I ad
/Brian’s POV/I finish up with Samantha and I cross check my phone to see if Edens call came in, and I don’t notice because if the important conversation that I was having with Samantha,but there is still no single call from her so I log into my WhatsApp to check if she left me a message but there is nothing like that from het. I pace around the hallway of Samantha’s office, wondering if I should still keep waiting for Eden to call or I should just call her myself since she is still yet to get back to me, and without her getting back to me I can’t really figure out how to deal with Meelah. Meelah is very pissed and if for anything, I feel I deserve to know what has been triggering her since she woke up today, most importantly I also need to find out if Eloise did something that I am not aware of because it is Eloise that we are talking about abs she always does something. “Let’s just call Eden Weston” I decide as I immediately start to dial her
/Meelah’s POV/“I made it quite far” I remark proudly after peeping down from the side of the staircase railing to see the way the stairs that I have journeyed through from the fourth floor to the current floor that I am, are overlapping each other like beautiful puzzle pieces. “Should I just chill here for a while by seating on the staircase slab and staring into space while waiting for my bestie to call me after checking into her total for the next twenty to twenty five minutes that is left of my lunch break or should I go through the elevator and navigate my way to the nearest snack room so that I won’t die of starvation” I question myself as I seat down on one of the stairs and I carefully weigh my options. “The people that know what happened in that VIP lounge are the waiters present at the scene, Eloise, Brian and I do if I should end up in a snack room after walking glamorously into the vip lounge with Brian, speculations will start flying around
/Meelah’s POV/I thought the whole silent treatment was going to end after we got home yesterday, after I talk to him and properly apologize if he was expecting an apology from me because I was obviously at fault and because of me, he is probably going to be having a whole lot of social media mess to clean, but I didn’t even get the opportunity to apologize. Brain didn’t even stop by the room to change his clothes or freshen up, he went straight into the study on the ground floor, so I thought he probably had work to do and I should give him time to figure his shit out. While he was in the study room he send me an email that there is a package for me inside kings treats take out bag Inside the car that I should pick it up to see if I was interested and that made me so happy that at least he was ready to make peace with me. I went to the car and brought out the package that turned out to be the spicy turkey that I was having before his obnoxious