“Faith, what your parents do for a living?” her brows arched and she was looking at me intently. I could feel my heart panic for an answer not because of her question but because of the way she looked at me. I strongly sensed that she doesn’t want me for her son.
“Ahm, I...I’m an orphan when I was seven but my foster parents moved back to West Virginia so I’m living alone, Mrs. Matthews,” I trailed off telling her the truth. I felt unease because she seemed discouraged just by the look on her face.
I disclosed my background to Marco since the beginning of our relationship. I never hide from him the unfortunate things that happened to me before. He was in disbelief the moment I shared it with him but his reaction was different from her mother's. He didn't judge my past, instead, he complimented me for being a strong person.
“What is your job?” the sour tone in her voice didn’t go unnoticed. I told her that currently I’m doing my internship program and will be
My shoulder sagged and I wanted to cry the moment they went away. I was thinking that it's only my second time attending Marco's event but there's always new information that triggers my sanity about him. I knew in myself that I love being at his side cheering for his success but I felt alarmed by everything that I learned. I wanted to go home, but it's not my attitude to be rude to him. I could see that he's busy talking to some of his business associates and I need to go beside him to let him know I'm back. When he saw me, he smiled and held my waist as he introduced me to them. For the rest of the night, I kept on being at his side just smiling at his guests because I couldn’t relate to their topics. Some people were taking pictures of us and I guess the company hired them to cover the event. I was really tired just by being there standing and feeling anxious facing people. If he invites me again the next time, I might refuse him but I see to it that m
In front of the manager's office, I took a moment to inhale a deep breath to ease my nervousness. When I felt like I'm ready to report to him, I knocked on his door and I heard him say for me to come in. "Good morning Mr. Johnson," I greeted in a lively manner. "Hi Faith," he motioned for me to sit down on the chair across his table. "Let me see the design as per the building information modeling I narrated to you last time," he sounded serious and that's his usual tone. He's a straightforward manager in the firm and everyone is aware of that. I handed him the plate to review and he has some added suggestions like on the walls and floor parts but overall I guess he was impressed. "You are good at sketching," he hummed. "Your work is flawless," he complimented still eyes focused on the plate. I could only respond "thank you" every time he commended my work. "I know that your internship will end soon and will be graduating in few months," he cle
When we arrived at his penthouse, I instantly took a shower to freshen up. After I dried my hair, I went to the balcony to breathe some fresh air because I could still feel that awful feeling caused by the presence of his mother. "Baby, you're here," I heard him from behind. I turned to see him and he was full smile. He kissed my cheek and handed me a box to open. "What's this?" I furrowed in curiosity. "It's a gift," he pinned some messed hair behind my ears. When I opened the box I saw a beautiful necklace from Cartier. As I read the certification, it's an 18k white gold, set with 32 brilliant-cut diamonds totaling 2 carats. My eyes widened with all the pieces of information and I couldn't believe that he bought it for me. "Marco, it's not my birthday yet and even if it is, I won't accept such an expensive gift," I let him know because I was really hesitant to accept it. "Baby, please take that as my graduation gift for you," he cupped my fa
My heart throbbed erratically as I read all of those. My concentration in polishing my report vanished and turned to worries. I felt like my stomach was having diarrhea. My nerves were getting jelly and my energy died in an instant. I wanted to cry but I kept on holding my tears not to burst which caused me a headache. "Where are you," I sent Yvonne a message because the feeling I had inside was getting me insane and I needed someone to talk to. "On my way to bench 13 - back of the art building," she replied. I quickly gathered my documents on the table so I could rush to her. I sat beside her and she handed me a bottle to drink. She knew that the news bothered me to the core. I'm thankful that she informed me right away than to discover the news from other people like Georgia the bitch. "Are you alright?" she breathed out. "You should train yourself to ignore such news from now on," she patted my back. "Matthews Group is prominent in business and could catch
After I read Yvonne's message, I went directly to our dorm. She was so busy packing her things because, in a few days, we are leaving the place. "Hey! are you not packing yours?" she asked right away with a furrowed brows. I told her that there's nothing for me to pack because I only have a few stuff. The first time I entered the dorm, I carried one piece of luggage and probably will be leaving with the same. I was busy putting her pile of clothes on one of her suitcases when "Where are you going after graduation?" she was curious about my plans. I shared with her that I will find some work around the city with the help of Mr. Johnson. "Faith, I know you like to do things on your own," she protruded her lips. "But whenever you need my help, please don't hesitate," she clucked her tongue. "There's a lot of positions available in my parent's company, I can recommend you anytime," she insisted while sorting those trousers on her luggage.
Our graduation ceremony started on time and when it was time to accept my diploma, I felt my heart pounded in a high-intensity level of excitement. Finally, all the sleepless nights doing my homework paid off. The speaker did an amazing job in sharing an inspiring story and words of wisdom which I absorbed deeply. I could say that he made the event an interesting one. As promised, Marco came to witness my graduation ceremony and I felt so happy about it. "Baby, Congratulations!" he hugged me as soon as I stepped closer to him. I expressed how thankful I was for him that I have someone beside me to share my happiness in reaching one of my goals in life. "Let's celebrate!" he announced. I bid goodbye to Yvonne as she and her family have their own plans too. I honestly didn't have an idea as to where Marco will bring me but I had a feeling that it will be a good one. He halted his car in one of the tallest buildings in New York and we went directly to the peak w
When she left, I slumped on the couch and burst out all the mixed emotions inside me. The pain, irritations, and disappointments that I wasn't able to defend myself. Above all, the thought that I wasn't able to fight because I couldn't. My encounter with her drained all the energy I have. I felt so hurt thinking low of myself. I hate that all I could do is to cry and endure the awful feeling inside me. I could certainly tell that my world went upside down. "Damn you, rich people!" I leaped out an expletive. After my cry, I went to the bathroom to fix myself because I didn't want Marco to see me in that state when he gets home. Thankfully, he did not notice how distressed I am because of his mother. A week passed and nothing changed. He's always worn and stressed whenever he arrives home. I could feel all the tension caused by his business dilemma just by the look on his face. It added to my agitation to see him like that. As I wanted
"Faith, Ms. Jones wants to see you in her office," that was Evan my colleague in the Architectural and design department of Williams Group of Company. "Thanks, Evan, I'll be there in a few," I replied and didn't forget to smile at him. I've been working as an assistant to the head supervisor of our department for exactly three weeks. My first one and a half week were filled with training and learnings. I could say that my teammates are very supportive when it comes to new employees like me. Whenever I needed help, they don't hesitate to do so. Our department supervisor is quite strict and moody which all of us are very much aware of. But no one tried to complain because we don't want any trouble. As long as we can endure and she's not going below the belt, then it's fine with us. "Good afternoon, Miss Jones," I greeted her but her face was printed in annoyance. Sometimes I felt like she doesn't like me around the department. "Miss Anderson, I need you to revi
When I heard from Chadrick that she sent a resignation letter, I knew she was planning to leave Chicago. She wanted to distance herself from me and I didn't want it to happen. I was aware that she's hurting because she thought that I had moved on from us. It was my idea that Alle invited her for a post-birthday celebration in her house. I wanted to see her and for us to talk and get back together. I panicked when she suddenly collapsed on the floor and I thought she was severely sick. Thankfully, Sandy was there at that time to help and we carried her to the nearest hospital. When the doctor said that it was only fatigue, that was the time I leaped out a breath of relief. I was out for a moment to get her some stuff because I wanted her to spend the night at the hospital. I wanted her to rest and make sure that everything was alright. When I got back to her room, Sandy informed me that she left and went home because she said she was doing fine already which pis
That night when I got home, she wasn’t there. I looked for her but I couldn’t find her. I got nervous because I know something was wrong when I couldn’t reach her mobile and even noticed that her things were missing. I had a suspicion that she left. I recalled the previous night that she cooked something special for me. But I had a feeling that something's off because she seemed worn. I thought it was just because of her recent activities.I called her friend Yvonne hoping she knew where could I find Faith, but she was hesitant to tell. The next day, I intended to drop early in her company to ask about Faith again because I presumed she knew something. There she revealed that my mom talked to her a few days ago. I really had no idea what it was all about that made her leave.Right away, I called mom as to why she did that to Faith. She told me her reasons and everything added to my anger. From that moment, I never talked to her again. I was a mess since the day Faith l
Marco Matthews POVWe really don't know when or where to find the person that will make us complete for the rest of our life. Some people will say that we don't find love, love finds us because destiny has something to do with it, and fate is written in our stars.The first time I saw her at the university, I felt a different feeling in my heart. I could definitely say that there's something in her that made my heart beat differently. I could tell that she's different from the other girls that I used to know. She's something else.She used to wear simple clothes and even walked around with her bare face. She isn’t conscious about her looks or even without makeup. She's simply beautiful with a good height and body shape. She never goes to parties and her priority was to focus on her studies. She worked as a part-timer at a cafe shop and I could say she's doing great on the things that matter to her. I know everything about her schedule because I took the ti
Since the day we found out that we are pregnant, Marco never missed reminding me to be extra careful in everything that I do. He wanted me to stop working at the firm but I defied him because I can still do my job. I insisted that I'm not sick or crippled and I don't want to spend my days at home doing nothing. I could say that for the past few months of my pregnancy, my relationship with Marco's family has gotten better. Sometimes, his mother would tell him things that would help me in my pregnancy. She kept on sending a basket of fruits and presents almost every week which I believed was a form of message for our reconciliation. Though she didn't personally say sorry for what happened before, I realized that at that time, she's only a mother who wanted the best for his son. She isn't perfect, yes, and either of us, so it's natural to make a mistake. But sometimes our actions have consequences that only time could heal. "Baby, look at this article in the bus
"Mom, don't expect her to attend your birthday after what happened in the past," he spoke seriously "And never expect her to attend any events in the future," he paused for a second "It isn't her piece of cake," and added. "Oh, I see. Is she not helping you in the company?" she questioned in a gentle manner. "No. She doesn't want anything to do with our company,' he took a deep breath "Someone offered a job from a top Architectural and Design firm and I believe she will accept it," he shared the news. "Is that alright with you?" she sounded calm. "Yes, she has other plans," his serious tone never changed. "Son, I'm sorry about what happened in the past," the next thing she said and I did not anticipate an apology from her. "The damage has been done and you should leave her alone," he responded with firmness in his voice. "Alright, I know she still resents me and I understand," she breathed out "I'm just so happy that you're here today," she delivered carefull
"United Airlines would like to welcome you to New York," the cabin crew announced as soon as we landed at the runway of NY airport. Days before, I suggested to Marco that we should only take a commercial flight back to New York, and thankfully, he did not attempt to resist me. I was looking outside of the window and I felt so happy to be back. I never imagined going back with him after running away a few years ago. I thought we will never see each other anymore but fate has other plans for us. "Are you alright?" he held my hand and I nodded instantly. When we reached the exit door of the terminal, his secretary welcomed us. He waited to fetch and send us home. Marco introduced him to me as Jordan and when we were in the car, they talked about anything connected with the business while I got busy chatting on my phone with Yvonne. As soon as we stepped inside his penthouse, all the memories from the past came flashing back to my mind. The happy, sad, and
His lips parted and his eyes widened after hearing the words. I could say that he did not anticipate me to say such. Before, my dream was to design a building and see it being built, but the moment he stepped into my life, I dreamed of him more than that. At first, I may be in denial but deep inside my heart, I know it was him that I dreamed of.I was consumed by pride and guilt when I left him a few years ago, but I know that everything I did was for him and about him. Though we suffered a lot because of my decision, still, I felt lucky that I've come to realize my mistakes and we are able to get back together.Marco crashed his lips into mine and I kissed him back without hesitations. I loved his way of attacking my small cavern which I moaned in pleasure when he thrust his tongue against mine. I could only close my eyes to savor the enchanted feeling he was giving me. My fingers played with his hair while his hands roamed around my body. We were under a spell as we
I pulled him towards my room for us to rest because it was already dawn. We lost track of time because of our heavy confrontation. I did not care if I looked like shit of crying as long as we are happy being back together."I look like a mess," I blurted shyly. "A beautiful mess," he picked few strands of my hair and pinned them into my ears. I couldn't believe that we are back together and it felt like a dream.Before we could hop into my bed, he made sure for me to drink the medicines that were prescribed by the doctor. We kept on hugging and caressing each other and it was very evident that we really missed being close together. "Thank you, Faith," he whispered and leaned to kiss me again. I really missed his touch. I hugged him tightly while he sniffed on my hair and it felt so good against his body."I thought you've moved on and you don't love me anymore," I breathed out. He quickly held my chin for me to look him in the eye "What made you say
I stilled because I couldn't believe that he's in front of my apartment door. I really had no idea as to why he came in the middle of the night. When I was back to my stance, I flickered my eyes a few times to make sure he's real in front of me. I never said a word because I didn't know what to say either. "Can I come in?" he sounded stern and I nodded before I let him. When he was inside, he sighted that it was quite messy because my pieces of stuff are out for packing. He creased his brows "You should rest but you're tiring yourself," the worry was evident in his tone but I chose to ignore his question. "Why are you here, Marco?" I was curious to really know. "I want us to talk," he inhaled deeply. I really had no idea what he wants us to talk about. I was thinking that maybe our closure because we never talked about it seriously before his accident. "Marco, sorry about how we parted ways before," I started with an apology. "I just want to say thank you for