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A new 'Glow' in my life
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“You are just in time ma,” Please take your seat,” one of the flight attendant said the moment I got back onboard.I obeyed immediately and few minutes later we were in that air.I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to think of him and soon I was fast asleep.The landing announcement sounded foreign when I heard it I made it. I was really here.I stood at the edge of the airport terminal, the cool air brushing against my skin as the automatic doors whooshed open and shut behind me. People walked past me. Some people were hugging their loved ones. There was a sound of laughter, yelling and honking everywhere, but I just stood there, lost. My suitcase was by my side, but my mind was a thousand miles away.“What now?” I whispered to myself.I didn't even know where to turn, the right path to take. At that point, I think my brain left me, because I felt so confused.It had taken everything in me to board that plane. To leave Morgan behind. To convince myself I was doing the right thing.
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Morgan's point of view I kept staring at my phone. It's not that I was expecting any important messages or phone calls, I just could not get my eyes off my phone. The screen was blank, but it felt heavier than ever in my hand. I told myself I could survive without her. I repeated it like a mantra—You’ll be fine, Morgan. You had been fine before she came, and you’ll move on, just like always.But it was a lie.And I knew it.It was becoming painfully clear that love wasn’t meant for men like me. Maybe I was too cold. Too hardened by my experience. Too controlling, too bitter, too proud. Whatever the reason, I decided I was done trying. No more late-night hopes. No more holding my breath every time I hear her name.But then my phone buzzed again.“Sir, her flight will move in the next one hour.”I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth and tossed the phone across the room. It hit the couch and bounced off harmlessly, but I did not care. I was furious, but not at the man who sent th
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Morgan's point of view The silence in my penthouse was deafening. Marrissa’s absence left behind a suffocating void that echoed throughout the walls of the house.I had paced the length of the study a dozen times, ran my hands through my hair so often it ached, and still……still… I could not shake her image from my mind.But I was not going to chase her. I told myself that. I repeated it like a mantra. I would not chase her.So, I slowly dressed up. I dressed like a man getting ready for war. I wore a charcoal suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. Something about putting on that armor made me feel in control again. But, my suit felt heavier than usual. Or maybe that was just the weight in my chest. I was going back to work that morning. Well, not just going to work. I was running back to work. I needed to drown at work before I started ripping things apart.I drove in silence and the moment I stepped into Thornhill’s Enterprise, everything around me blurred. My mind wasn’t really there
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Farrow's point of view "One for me, nil to Marrissa," I whispered under my breath as I majestically walked out of the Thornhill penthouse. I made sure my heels sounded loudly like victory drums as they clicked against the marble floor.I could hardly contain the joy bubbling up in me. My lips twitched into a smile and I tried to suppress the scream of excitement swelling in my belly. My entire organs were dancing in victory.Every step I took down the hallway was one step closer to everything I ever wanted—and one step further from the wreck Marrissa would soon become.I controlled myself until we got to the car. And the moment I entered the car and shut the door and Laird started the engine. I lost all control.‘YES!" I screamed as my arms flew in the air. "Oh my God, yes! We did it! We actually did it!" Laird laughed as he drove, keeping one hand steady on the wheel. I turned to him, grabbing his free hand and shaking it like a lottery winner."Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I
