I looked at him one last time before heading out and I heard him saying to stop. My heart completely sink in my stomach but I didn't dare to look back at him or stop.
I fasten up my pace and saw a beautiful sign, and the names of bride groom written in to beautiful lettering outside of the venue.As I step out onto the rooftop, I am immediately struck by the breathtaking view. The city skyline stretches out before me, with skyscrapers and buildings of all shapes and sizes. The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over everything and making the sky a beautiful shade of pink and orange.The rooftop itself is beautifully decorated for the wedding. White chairs are arranged in neat rows, facing a small stage where the ceremony will take place. Flowers and greenery are everywhere, adding to the natural beauty of the space.To one side, there is a bar set up, with bartenders mixing drinks and serving guests. On the other side, there is a buffet table laden with delicious food. The smell of the food wafts over to me, making my mouth water.As I walk around, I can hear the sound of laughter and chatter as guests mingle and enjoy themselves. Everyone is dressed in their finest clothes, looking elegant and happy." Oh, I need to call Robin before Ed recognized me and what he is doing here in the first place? And why good always make me suffer.I think, problems interest in me." I thought.And I pulled my phone out to call Robin but my phone begin blarring when I took out, glancing at the screen I find Robin was calling me. I picked up the call and we spoke both at the same time." I've got into a problem and I need your help." we both said the same thing to each other." What happened to you? Stassie don't tell me you did something crazy again."" NO! I didn't do anything and what happened to you? Why you need my help? Did something happen to the cake?"" I can't tell you on the phone and will you come here in the lobby and where you just disappear leaving me alone?"" Okay, be right there. I am coming down." I said and hung up the call, in worrying.I turned around and headed back towards the elevator, but quickly changed my mind. I was afraid of running into Ed again, which was the last thing I wanted. Instead, I decided to take the stairs, even though it was a long and tiring route for me. After taking a deep breath, I started descending.Finally, I reached the ground floor, sweating profusely. I made my way to the lobby where I saw Robin surrounded by a group of men in suits and the receiptionest I met earlier. I approached her and asked, “What’s going on here?”“Thank goodness you’re here,” she replied. “Can you please tell these fools that we’re here to deliver the wedding cake? They’re claiming that it’s already been delivered.”“What? How is that possible? We have the cake in the van,” I said, confused.Just then, the manager of the venue approached us, looking angry. “What’s going on here?” he demanded. “I told you, the cake has already been delivered. You need to leave now or I’ll call the police.”Robin and I exchanged a worried look. We had no idea how this could have happened. We tried to explain to the manager that there must have been some mistake, but he wouldn’t listen. He continued to threaten us, telling us to leave the premises immediately.We were at a loss for what to do. We knew we had the cake in the van, but the manager was adamant that it had already been delivered. And if I don't deliver this cake I would be homeless and probably lost my job and hope.Robin and I tried to argue with the manager, but he wouldn’t listen to reason.“Please, sir, there must be some mistake,” Robin pleaded. “We have the cake in the van. Can’t you just check?”The manager expressed his frustration. “I can’t deal with this right now. The cake has already arrived. You must leave immediately or I will contact the authorities.”He summoned security to escort us out of the building, and one of the guards approached me.“I won’t tolerate any physical contact! I won’t leave until I’ve delivered this cake and received my payment!” I declared.“Ma’am, please don’t make this difficult for yourself. Just cooperate with us.”The guard advanced towards me, and I stopped him by saying, " Don't come closer to me. I'll kill you if you took another step closer"" You’ll have to come with me,” he said, tightening his grip.Panic set in as I realized the danger of the situation. I knew I had to act fast. Summoning all my strength, I twisted my arm out of his grasp and delivered a swift kick to his shin. He stumbled back, momentarily stunned by the sudden attack. But the second Guard seized my forearm. He disregarded my warning and began to drag me out of the lobby. I screamed at the top of my lungs.“SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE, HELP ME!”My cries caught the attention of everyone in the lobby, but none of them had the courage to intervene. Robin was also tackled, and I struggled to break free from the guard’s grasp, because he was too strong.Suddenly, a deep, gravelly voice spoke up.“What is happening here?”The guard halted and the manager turned to see who had spoken. My eyes darted towards my rescuer, and when our gazes met, it felt like my soul left my body.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My mind went blank and my body felt numb. I tried to speak, but no words came out. My thoughts were jumbled and I couldn’t make sense of anything. It was like I was in a fog, unable to process the information that was being presented to me. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking. I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. I was in shock, struggling to come to terms with the reality of the situation.I spun around, presenting the USB drive to Heather. Her eyes sparkled with relief and excitement. "Thank heavens, we've located it just in time. The runway show has already started," she exclaimed. "What? The show has begun? We need to get this USB drive to Alan Soros before the show ends," I responded, a sense of urgency creeping into my voice. "You're absolutely right. Hand me the USB drive. I'll rush it over to Alan. Meanwhile, you should go and locate Declan and Robin," Heather instructed, extending her hand towards me. Without a second thought, I placed the USB drive in her outstretched hand. Heather curled her fingers around the USB drive, a smirk playing on her lips. It was an expression I hadn't seen on her face before, "Heather, what's going on?" I asked her. In a split second, Heather's demeanor changed. The friendly, supportive Heather I knew seemed to vanish, replaced by a stranger. She looked at me, her eyes cold and distant. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice devoid
The Next DayWe all three got ready at robin house and took her Robin puff: The magic wagon. We left earlier because we don't want to be stuck in the traffic jam forever.Currently, we are waiting for Declan, outside of a hotel where the collection launch will happen. " Should we call him, Stassie?” Heather’s voice cut through the silence, her silhouette outlined against the dashboard lights of the wagon.“No, he’ll be here any moment now. He told us to wait,” I replied, my gaze fixed on the hotel entrance. As if on cue, Declan emerged from the hotel, his eyes scanning the area. Robin, quick to react, slid the back door open and waved to catch his attention. Her efforts were rewarded as Declan spotted us, crossed the road, and hopped into the back of the wagon.In his hand, he held our golden tickets to the event - the invitation letters for the fashion runway show. “Everyone got their invites?” he asked, his eyes meeting each of ours in turn.“Yeah, I guess so…” I responded, my fing
I looked up and found a dark silhouette in n the window of the of the second floor which was obvious to my eyes was heather's. She didn't do anything to help me. She just stands there and looking at my mesirable life.I turned around and walked back to my former home and took my suitcase from the porch and stopped a cab. "Take me to a budget hotel," I told the cab driver, my voice barely above a whisper. The city lights blurred past as he nodded and steered the cab towards the less glamorous part of town.Before long, we pulled up in front of a rundown building, its neon sign flickering intermittently. "Here we are, miss," the driver announced, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror.I paid the fare and stepped out, my suitcase in tow. The hotel lobby was dimly lit, and a sense of unease washed over me. I approached the front desk, where a disinterested receptionist handed me a key."Room 204, second floor," he mumbled, not bothering to look up from his newspaper.As I unlocked
"He's heartbroken, Stassie, You have broken up his trust and he will never forgive you for it" he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you do this to him?"I do not think I responded immediately, for it took me a moment or two to fully digest these words I felt a lump in my throat, my heart aching at his words. "I... I never wanted to," I managed to say, my voice trembling. "Believe me, Declan, hurting Eden was the last thing I wanted." "I didn't even know I was talking to Eden Wylon," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "He never told me who he was. The first time I met him in person, I wanted to tell him the truth, but he didn't even look at me."I paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "He was smitten by Heather's beauty. That's why he proposed to her."Declan looked at me, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Eden didn't propose to Heather," he said, his voice firm. "Who told you that?"Robin and I exchanged a glance, a realization dawning
Three days later...It's been three days since I last saw Eden. And since then I have cried so much that no tears left in me to shed.My head aches, my eyes burn, my arms and legs have given up, and my face in the mirror has a grayish cast. The bed, across the room, calls in its unmistakable lover's croon, Come to me, come, only I can make you truly happy, oh, how happy I'll make you, don't resist to cry.I blame myself for everything that occurred in my life and I wanted to fix it but Eden didn't give me chance to speak. I've been calling him continuously form past three days but didn't attend single call and I guess he didn't want to do anything with me. And I totally got it why? but my heart doesn't want to understand. All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door and Robin emerged from the door and I have been staying with Robin for the past three days because she insisted me."Get ready, we're going out," Robin announced, her voice breaking through my thoughts.I looked at her, p
" Do you want me to be honest with you?” he finally spoke up and asked me. I nodded because of course, I wanted him to be honest with me so I could be honest with him too. My heart was racing so fast that it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.He looked at me, his gaze intense and unwavering. "I've been grappling with these feelings for a while now," he confessed, "It's like I've been caught in a storm, and you're the only shelter I seek."He paused, his hand gently squeezing mine. "When you're not around, it feels like the colors are less vibrant, the world less interesting. It's like I'm seeing everything in grayscale. But when you're here, it's like the world comes alive. You bring color to my world, you make everything seem brighter, more beautiful."He moved closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Your passion, your creativity, your spirit... they've enchanted me. You've become more than just a friend or a colleague. You've become my muse, my inspiration. And somewhere