It was around 12 in the midnight when Tobias, seated in the comfort of his house study, burnt cigarette bud in between his fingers, came up with what he defined as the solution to his current predicament.All this had come about because of his shitty attitude, one he had not wanted to admit to havin
Tobias was at work, in the middle of a meeting when he received the news.“The flowers, she didn’t like them?” He asked, and the man on the other end, one of his assistant who was tasked with following Amara around, nodded.“She got rid of them within minutes…called them an eyesore.”Tobias frowned
“So let’s get this straight," Tobias started. "You flew nearly 3 hours from one country to another, not to apologize to the woman you had wronged but to interrogate me, your own son.”Neither of the two women had a response, but Giselle’s glare hardened.“Have I done any wrong by doing so? And what
The delivery agent eyed her suspiciously, but after seeing that she was indeed, Tobias’s mother, handed her the letter and left.The moment he was out of sight, Giselle tore the letter open and read through it.[I have something urgent to tell you, please come visit me.]~Celestine.Giselle’s eyes n
Amara, even though she knew she had a ton of work to complete, found herself seating across Elijah at a dinner table, shortly after Lorenzo had left.It was Elijah's Idea, one he had come up with in a matter of minutes. He said he wanted to go out to eat with her, and when she refused, saying she ha
His words, the way he was calm and didn’t press her for more answers, eased Amara and a warm smile crept onto her face.“Well, I’m more of a cat person.”“That can be arranged too.” He chuckled. “As long as it makes you happy.”Amara laughed, feeling a sudden ease wash over her.“I’ll keep that in m
He would tell himself, that she wasn’t sincere and her love wasn’t real, and this would give him an excuse to turn a blind eye and not accept the flowers, despite her efforts.It was Ironic, really, that he didn’t care for her efforts, her sincerity and love, during their six years of marriage, now,
Bowen rushed at Amara like a race car, hands stretched out with the utmost intention of harming her, but before he could reach her, his face collided with a fist.Tobias, the owner of the hand, had managed to stop Bowen, and was now standing between him and Amara.“What do you think you’re doing?”B