I drop the file after scanning through the content with a sigh. I don't know if what I did is right but I know I don't have the intention of getting to know her. Mentioning dating for two months to get to know each other was a lie. That's just me stalling. I need to show Nana romantic relationship isn't for me and two months is enough for that. I plan on making Laura willingly break off the engagement during that time. I won't get entangled in a forced marriage.
Another wave of headache hits me and I hold on to my desk for support as I groan in pain. I have been feeling under the weather since I woke up this morning probably from the stress I went through yesterday.Speaking about yesterday, after Laura left my office in such a dramatic manner. I had dashed out of my office when I received a call saying my Grandma was in an emergency state. I remember how hard it was for me to breathe in the car, I had to whine down the car window. I was scared, I couldn't afford to lose another family member.I couldn't go through the phase of losing someone I love again. The thought scares me a lot.But right there in her room, with her eyes closed in deep slumber from the effect of the drugs administered to her I was on my knees beside her bed, shaking in tears. I had decided to grant her wish. I would marry Laura just as she wanted.As much as I hate the words love and marriage, I have to do this for her but I'm not promising to love Laura. That would never happen.Sudden spots flash in my vision as another wave of headache hits my head. I place my head on the desk, groaning as I wait for the headache to calm. This is getting out of hand I thought. I've never been sick and I won't be surprised if I do after what happened yesterday. I bolt up and round my desk, sending a quick text to my driver Lucas to meet me at the entrance of the building as I exit my office.I glance around noting Laura as left as I had informed her. I round the corridor with a long stare unfazed by the usual stare from my staff. They do that every time and I wonder if they ever get tired of drooling over meThe ride home is silent except for the worried look Lucas keeps giving me through the rear mirror."Are you alright sir?""Yeah, I'm good. Thanks Lucas""You sure you're alright sir? You look unwell. Should I turn around and drive to the hospital?" he asks again in concern and I sigh trying not to get irritated After he is only concerned about my health"I am alright, Lucas. It's just a headache" Lucas gives me the "Are you sure" look again through the rear mirror. "Okay fine, get me medicine for my headache. I should be fine after taking that"He keeps his eyes on the road but takes a few glances at me through the rear mirror before nodding "Alright sir"I nod and sigh, closing my eyes as I lean back to rest my head on the chair.I breathed a sigh of relief when the car pulled into my mansion. Without waiting for Lucas, I open the car door and step out squinting at the sun. "I'll be right back sir" Lucas calls out as he drives out of the building probably to get the medicineI nod while I walk slowly to the door entrance. My head pounded harder with each step. I push open the door, making my way to the stairs ignoring how silent and unhomely the house is After some minutes, my feet finally come to a stop outside my room door and I push the door open again as I drag my feet lazily towards my bed before collapsing on it with a huffJust as I am about to sleep, a soft knock sounds on my door and I turn my head to see Lucas standing at the doorway "Sir, your medicine". I could only manage an "oh". However, he steps into my room, walks towards the bedside drawers he places a paper bag containing the medicine and a bottle of water on it""Should I get you something to eat?"I slightly lift my head to meet his gaze "No, no, I'll do that myself. Thank you, Lucas, you may leave"I watch him leave, shutting the door softly behind him before resting my head back on the bed. I lay in that position for what felt like minutes until eventually, sleep overcame me.Biting my lower lip softly, I nervously shift from one foot to another contemplating on whether to knock on the door or just run back home. But that would be a bad idea concerning the fact that I'm here to deliver his meal. Nana's way of making me come over to Zion's place after I told her I accepted to date her grandson.A small smile tugged on my lips at the memory of her happy face when I told her. She smiled brightly and pulled me into a hug. I got to know she was sick a day before and I still feel bad for not being aware. She became chatty after and told me about how teary Zion was and how she gave him the cold shoulder. It was fun talking to her until she gave me a bag filled with a different side dish to bring for Zion. She even went to the extent of borrowing me her chauffeur again. I huffFinally deciding on making my appearance known, I raise my hand to press the doorbell. Biting my lower lips softly and bouncing my left leg, my eyes roam around the house as I wait for someo
"Daddy! Daddy!" Ayla screamed. She jumped off the sofa, running after my father who was staggering up the stairs"Ayla, come back, he is drunk as usual" my 11-year-old hissed, glaring hard at my fingers. However, a sharp scream and a sudden thud pierced my ears and I jumped up in fright."Ayla!" I screamedI sit upright on my bed, drenched in sweat with my heart pounding hard against my rib cage. My hands fisting my bedsheet as I struggle to breathe, blinding tears brim my eyesYou would think I would have gotten over my younger sister's death at the age of 25 but here I am, struggling to calm myself. I've been having this reoccurring dream for the past fourteen years now and the pain still feels raw. It feels like it's happening again and again in my head without a stop. It keeps taunting me every night like I'm being punished.My eyes caught the time on the wall clock. Wow! I slept for thirteen hours straightStill shaken, I pull the duvet off my body and turn around to get off the b
The car ride back home is eventful. The driver kept giving me worried glances through the rear mirror. It was obvious he was uncomfortable with my constant whimpering and flushed face. He offered me a bottled water which I accepted with thanks. I would take anything to calm my raging nerves. I hurriedly stepped out of the car when it pulled in front of my house. The driver sped away without a second and I hurriedly walked towards my house. My stomach churns as I wonder what is waiting for me behind those doors. Of course, I know. My mother would be waiting for me and would bombard me with questions about where I was because I didn't call to inform her I wouldn't be coming home. I didn't plan on sleeping at Zion's house and I do not remember falling asleep on his sofa. I was still racking my brain with how I ended up falling asleep when my house door suddenly opened. My mother stood at the door eyeing me from head to toe. I cringe at the look"Good morning young lady," she said as she
It's been two weeks since I heard from Zion after the incident at his house. He didn't call or text to thank me or ask about how I've been doing. I know this isn't a real relationship but shouldn't he at least check up on me? Even if it's just a "Hey, I hope you're fine. Thanks for the other day" or anything.I hissed as I packed my hair up in a bun.I pause to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I'm not the type to stare at my reflection for long but today I let my eyes feed on it. I'm a beautiful lady, beautiful enough to turn heads. Chestnut hair loosely packed in a bun, green eyes staring back at me, a delicate pointed nose leading to a pair of well-defined lips. My lips are my favorite part of my body, naturally rosy and curved in a smiley shape. Makes people think I'm smiling even when I'm not. High cheekbones with a faint dusting of freckles on them. My figure is slender but a little bit curvy at the hips. My eyes roam my body up and down, as I twist and turn checking myself o
I stared at my reflection through the mirror while Anne stood behind me with her hands covering her mouth and eyes wide open"This is beautiful. It's like it was made for you. Is that why I haven't thought of trying it on" she said, her hand still covering her mouth as she circled me Yeah, it sure does look beautiful and simple I thought to myself. I can't help but smile at how beautiful the dress turned out. It's fit perfectly on my body like it was tailored for me. I had thought it was too simple to wear to a family dinner when Anne threw it on my faceEarlier, I had received a text from Zion saying he would pick me up for dinner with his family. The audacity. Who the hell did he think he was? After two weeks, two weeks of no call or text, he dared to send me just that. Who does that"It couldn't be worse when I couldn't find a perfect dress for dinner. I had cooped up in my room trying to find a dress that would fit the dinner. However, the only clothes I own are my office dresses
She hoists her head to look at me and I stare unwavering into her beautiful green orbs. They are the most beautiful eyes have ever seen. I gave her a small smile when my eyes moved downward again on our entwined fingers."You were chewing on your lips and fisted your hand so tight I thought you would break it" She gave me a confused look and I signed letting her hand go"You seem nervous so I thought holding your hand would calm you a bit," I said adjusting the collar of my shirt. Man! I feel a little bit embarrassed.I don't know why I held her hand, what if she's nervous, that shouldn't have been my business. I plan to make her willingly end this thing going on between us. I am not allowed to flutterThat was the only reason I didn't get in touch with her for two weeks now. I buried my head in work so I will have an excuse for not reaching out and not feeling guilty later. It was quite a little bit difficult as I was used to her presence at work, the new personal assistant is a male
The ride home is in extreme awkward silence. We had thankfully left the mansion in a hurry after Nana slapped Milan. The atmosphere became tense and moody afterward. Thankfully, Zion stood up announcing our departure. I was thankful for that because I was already getting tired of their pitiful stares after the men and Helene apologized for Milan's attitude towards me. I felt guilty like I was the reason the dinner was ruined. It wouldn't have ended like that if I hadn't intruded. I'm sure Milan will hate me more now that she received a slap from her mother because of me. I can't seem to comprehend why they suddenly hate. I met her once at Nana's place and she didn't treat me this way. Although she wasn't entirely friendly she wasn't entirely rude either. She ignored me then and I was fine but this, what she said to me tonight came as a shock. I didn't even receive anything from Nana or Zion. I'm in this relationship because of my loyalty towards Nana. She helped me when I was in des
"All set" I muttered, my eyes taking in my two heavily packed traveling bags. I had packed everything yesterday night against today and I even made a list of what to do and where to visit"I'm jealous. You're finally visiting the city of love without me. It's unfair" Anne pout "The landmarks, French cuisines, the love atmosphere, ugh! Remember our childhood wish?" She asked her eyes in a dazeYes, I do remember our childhood wish. We wished to go to Paris together, visit different places especially the Eiffel Tower my dad told us about. It was our childhood fantasy to visit those places and find our prince charming.I chuckled at the memory "It's a funny fantasy. No prince is charming in Paris. I wonder how we made up those silly fantasies at a young age" I blame my father, he always made sure to spare some time at night to tell us midnight tales and all the tales always end with Paris, Prince Charming, and the princess. However, as we grew up, I found out those stories were actually