Chrisanna I don't know how the hell I should sum up the whole night I experienced. It's overwhelming. At some point, it was one of the worst days of my life with memories puddling out as I felt unwanted and unimportant in Samuel's life and the next moment, it was the best night I have ever had. Everything he said and everything he did for me made me feel like I got my old Samuel back in a different way. However, I can't forget the embarrassing request I made to him out of the blue. God! I'm glad he wasn't here when I woke up because I don't know how to face him. I roll onto the bed, still not getting over the whole night and I can't stop smiling. Even though he was no less mysterious, we haven't been this close before. The rising tension was so damn intense that I didn't know how it would end up if we had truly kissed. He was right about it and I can't stop thinking about how he indirectly expressed that he also kind of feels the same way about me. My cheeks burn. I don't think I
Chrisanna "It's good that you are trying to spend more quality time with everyone", I excitedly say, following Samuel to the elevator. He has the usual poker face on as he scrolls through the reports on his phone."Well, I can't arrange breakfast for you every morning and I know you are so stubborn that you won't have breakfast with everyone if I walk away. So, I'm just compromising for you, Mrs Wife", he mutters.I don't know whether I should feel bad or good. It's bad because I finally thought he was trying to get more involved in his own family. However, I can't help swooning over the fact that he stopped for me, even though it should not be this way. I don't want to make him do anything for me, especially when it's about his relationship with his own family.I badly wanna know what exactly made this distance between him and his parents. It has always been a mystery to me. "Now to bust your ego—" he turns to me right after we get out of the elevator. "I did it because I can't ma
Chrisanna I gasp at the sight of Samuel standing less than a foot away from us. His jaw is tightened and grey eyes are throbbing along with the thin veins under his skin. Get ready to be bashed along with this blonde chick for creating chaos in the office. However, I'm already upset about the fact that he has to confront me just in case people think he's favouring me. And Scarlett is doing her job. He wouldn't say anything to her. A part of me understands the whole scenario but as I already said, I'm not trained enough to take his harsh words— the ego-busting thing is different.As he walks to us, keeping that dangerously hard look on, Scarlett throws me a glare as if she already knows I'm about to get fired as Samuel mostly did in his old workplace.He scowls at me briefly as he approaches my desk before turning to look at Scarlett.She cleaves her throat as if getting ready to deliver a whole ass speech to call me out on my errors."Mr Vance, this girl—""Who gave you the right to
Chrisanna I think I trekked onto something I shouldn't have. By the way, his chest rises and his eyes freeze on me, I feel my heart thudding. He looks anxious, not angry, not frustrated. Such questions always made him feel uncomfortable and I do regret snapping at him with this question. However, it should be a general one, right? This is not a question about the past. "Tell me", I ask him again.His eyelids drop, shedding his eyes as he inhaled deeply, sliding his palm up to his neck. He's breathing in and out. He's trying to calm down. "You don't wanna know this", he says."I do"His jaw tightens. He's trying not to snap. My throat dries up. I still keep my gaze stern. I have so many questions but I don't wanna overwhelm him in the office. This is not the place."Don't do this, Chrisanna. Just don't", he's not threatening. He's literally pleading, keeping his gaze down. "I don't wanna utter anything that hurts you and I fucking don't trust myself when I lose my mind"It comes lik
Chrisanna "What do you mean your phone suddenly broke down?" Samuel sneers from behind.How does he appear out of nowhere? I curse under my breath, not turning around. Cooper gives me a consoling side, looking over my shoulder.Apparently, my old-ass phone cracked again. It took a tour for repairs seven times in the last two years. I've owned it for four years obviously. That damn iphone cost the whole amount I got for three photoshoots back then. I didn't charge people much though. So, I was whining about it to Cooper during the lunch break and Samuel heard me. I turn around, watching the surprised reaction on his face."It happens a lot", I show him the phone. "But I'll put it for repairing"He glances at my phone once and rolls his eyes. "You realise you will be getting a lot of things to do through your phone? You can't be unavailable for that long" He shrugs and picks his one out which also looks much older. He snatches mine from me and inserts my sim card into his one."I ha
Samuel They won't stop talking. No matter how much I try to get myself into a shell, I can still hear, those muffled words filled with disgust and degradation. The sound of laughter. "Look who's here""Samuel Vance, how are you still allowed in here?""Assholes like you should rot in hell""Why aren't you still kicked out?""Genes speak!""Shame on you!"I'm screaming but I can't hear my voice. I can only feel my body getting colder and shivering. I want to shut down. I want to push myself to a place where I don't hear those voices anymore. The lights— the damn lights shudder me from the core as I throw my hand over my eyes to get rid of them. It scares me to death. I can't breathe or even move. The voices keep howling around me. I think I'll die. Fuck! I'm dying. My lungs are exploding from the lack of air as I gasp."Samuel!" among those voices I hear her. The next moment, two soft warm palms rest on my cheeks. Cold shivers jolt through my body, making my heart beat faster agai
Chrisanna I can't believe what I'm seeing on the screen. These are anti-anxiety drugs. My hands are shaking as I scroll more, trying to keep my calm. The more I read about them, the more my fears turn into reality. He was having an anxiety attack?A freaking anxiety attack!My body refuses to work and my sanity overloads with so many thoughts at once with questions I have no answer to.How? Why? Since when?I swear he never had this issue years back. How did he develop such worse anxiety issues over the years? What might have happened that made him so scared and anxious? I slam the laptop shut and pin myself against the wall, closing my eyes. How did I not notice it at all? Fisting my hair with both hands, I inhale deeply, parting my eyes wider at the sky. Tears sting my eyes. I wonder how long he has been suffering from this issue. How long has he been coping with all this alone?I know him so well that it's clear to me, he never let a soul know that he was going through somet
Chrisanna "Oh, my God!" I snatch the Subway burger Cooper holds in front of me. "How do you know I gobble Subway burgers when I'm upset?""Are you?" he laughs. "I didn't know any of it. I stopped for brunch and thought you might be hungry""Some coincidences are so good", taking a bite, I gasp. "Why are you upset though? I knew something was off when you and Mr. Vance came separately", he says with a grin. "The typical married couple issues"I slow down while munching. "I wish!""Huh?""I wish we had typical married couple issues""So, these are not like—"I shake my head."Well, you guys are really really weird", he shrugs. "Weirdos!"I should be freaked out because he doesn't know the context yet, but the way he says that makes me laugh. I have a subway sandwich to feel better, of course.Cooper keeps on venting his frustration about our weirdness, making me laugh in tears as I continue eating. When the dry chunk disturbs me, I turn a bit to grab the water bottle and my eyes unwil