The moment I saw him, I wanted to burst but I couldn't because I didn't want to get any attention from anyone. I don't know what to say or do because my heart and mind were in chaos. I did not expect to see him and with all the day in my life, it happened at Alle's wedding.
He kept on looking at me like he couldn't believe that I'm a few meters away from him. I have a feeling that he wanted to hug me but he opted not to because he could notice that I'm not moving to come close to him either.
"The bride just arrived!" Bella called. "Alright everyone please fall in line," she instructed all the entourage and we quickly gathered in the aisle near the front door of the church.
"Maris this is Marco my cousin and he will be your partner," I was surprised to know that Bella and he are related to each other. Damn! what a small world.
"Faith this is Gregg he is my cousin too and he is your pair," Wow! I could say Bella got good-looking genes. I smiled at
The previous night, Marco was like begging me to welcome him back again but it isn't easy. He was pleading for me to just stay in Chicago and not run away anywhere. I could certainly feel inside my heart that I still love him, that I could give up if we stayed longer beside each other. I told him that I'm not dating anyone and that earned a sigh of relief from him. Since I left New York, dating never crossed my mind. The truth, I really don't want to date because I'm not over him. The next morning, I was awakened by the ringing of my phone. I felt irritated because I'm still sleepy as I slept late the previous night. The thought of Marco made it hard for me to do so. I immediately pushed the answer button without checking who the hell was calling me early in the morning. "Hello," I yawned. "Faith, I know you're not busy so meet me at cafe Le Cryst in two hours," that was Bella and I believed I have an idea of why she wanted to see me. I thought it was still e
"Miss Anderson, these flowers are for you," one of our attendants in the company placed a bouquet of red roses on my table. No need for me to check who sent them because clearly, it was from Marco again. He never missed sending me flowers every week for the past six months. He too kept on sending me messages every day though I don't reply often. Sometimes I just say thank you and that was it. I don't know who from my friends gave him my digits but anyways, he always has his ways and I couldn't stop him on that. He could fly to Chicago from New York anytime he wanted but I defied him because it isn't necessary as I'm not going anywhere else. Besides, I really love my job at Williams Company and I'm tired of running away. He said I should let him do what he's doing because it makes him happy that even it was hard, we still have communication and that's what matters to him. Our friends persuaded me especially Bella to give him a chance and to trust him. But I to
As soon as I got out of the building, I saw Marco leaning on his car while scrolling on his phone. I could say he's just wasting his time for me again and I hate it. How could he be productive in his business if he's like that? Damn, Marco!As I was approaching him, I could tell that my heart is betraying me because it was beating quickly and heavily. Though I hated that he's wasting his time, I felt a part of me is happy to see him the way he was when we were in New York."What are you doing here?" I furrowed and he smiled at the sight of me. He put back his phone in his pocket and he looked at me like he wanted to hug me but decided not to. All because he's aware that I'm not into a public display of affection and we are not officially back together."Faith, let's have dinner," he invited me like he was sure that I will go with him. Well, I really had no other choice because I knew he will not back down until I say yes like in the previous times. Also, I didn'
"Good morning, Architect Anderson," that was Sarah, my assistant. I could say she's doing well in her job. I always get butterflies in my stomach every time I heard them call me Architect because I couldn't believe I am already. I recalled the moment I received a congratulatory message from Marco. I cried hard in my room because of mixed emotions. The feeling that finally, I got my dream job and I wanted to celebrate it with him but it was hard. All because I know it wasn't the right time for both of us. A lot of things needed to get fixed before we could totally celebrate freely. Chadrick appointed me as the team lead in the Architectural and design department. I accepted the offer seven months ago because they believe in me and that I should believe in myself too that I'm ready to elevate my position. I felt so thankful that I'm surrounded by a lot of support from my friends and colleagues. Seated in my office, I contemplated. I couldn't believe that
"Faith, can I kiss you?" The moment I heard him, my heart pulsated erratically. I didn't know what to do as he cupped my face. He was looking at me with his deep-set of eyes and for me it was dangerous. Our lips met and I wanted to push him away but my traitor self was controlling me. His kisses were so deep and passionate. I closed my eyes and felt him savoring my lips like he was accounting for all the months that we've wasted. I didn't know for how long we were kissing when I got the courage to push him away. Marco is handsome as hell and as sweet as heaven. He really captured my heart and he's the only one who could light the fire inside me. I'm afraid he could consume my soul if we continue doing it. I wanted to give every part of me but I know it was not the right thing to do. We have goals to reach and we have a long way to do it. We should not get distracted by each other's desires. "I...I s...should go," I trailed off because I felt deeply intense. H
When it was time to go home, I had no other choice but to ride in his car. We sent Maris first to her place before dropping me at mine. Our ride was smooth because he never bothered me with anything. I wanted to ask about his penthouse in Chicago but I opted not to because I didn't want to start a topic. It could only lead us to more talks that will surely add to my tension. When we arrived in front of my apartment, I thanked him for driving us home safely. I bid goodbye and didn't even spare a look at his eyes. I could say I was rude but I don't have the courage, because if I do, I'm afraid I could melt by the way he looks at me. "No problem," he breathed out "You should rest early, I know you're tired," the care could be felt. Right away, I went out of his car before my traitor self betrays me. Sometimes, I felt guilty for prolonging our agony but I needed to stand firm with my decision. I could definitely say that what I'm doing is the best for both of
I didn't know how would I feel knowing that the project will be constructed by Marco's company. That's the project he mentioned before that will start soon. I felt I was fooled having no idea at all. "What is he trying to do?" I believed he and Chadrick conspired to keep it confidential until the presentation. I wanted to shout and smash all the documents on my table out of irritation. I needed to talk to him and burst all my exasperation because I felt like he deceived me and it's not fun. I reached for my phone and sent him a message "Need to talk to you," was the content. "Alright, I'll fetch you," he replied quickly and I could tell that he's aware as to why. I slouched on my chair and covered my face with my palm before I sighed. I couldn't believe that I will be working with Matthews's Group on my first big project. The hell! After my office hours, I rushed downstairs because I'm certain that Marco's already waiting for me. It was pr
Two days passed and he never sent even a piece of message for me. I could definitely say that I'm not used to it. I clearly understood that he was upset because of our spiteful conversation the last time but still, I'm concerned about him. I was hoping he applied some cure to his bleeding knuckles. I guess I did overreact on accepting the fact that they will be our partner in the project and I felt guilty about it. On the day of our presentation, I opted to wear a suit and partnered it with high heels. For me, it was important to look good in front of everyone to boost my confidence. "Or to look good in front of him?" My mind taunted me! Silly! "Architect, the presentation will start in ten minutes," Sarah reminded me because we shouldn't be late. I sat up immediately from my chair and motioned for her to follow me out. I requested her to handle all the hard documents and I entrusted the distribution of them to all the members included in the meeting. When I
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