Liza walked into the beige and gray-colored high-end office expecting it to be calm and silent as usual. She loved to come early to the office, not only because it gave her a head start but also because she enjoyed the calmness that the silence brought her. It allowed her to think and to enjoy being by herself. It was a sign of her independence and she loved it. It was not just a job for her but it was something that had enabled her to stand up for herself without depending on anybody and that's why it was so special to her. Her cabin was her sanctuary where she could immerse herself in doing the work she loved. When she stepped into the usually silent office she was surprised to find it teeming with people. Everybody was rushing here and there.
Some were cleaning the desks, some were arranging the files, she was about to ask what was happening when Nick, one of the helpers, came up to her and said –"Miss Nestor. I have fixed the broken coffee machine and I have also cleaned the printing room, do you need me to do something else?" he asked and before Liza could give a reply to the frazzled boy and ask him about what was going on, he rushed off to someone else who called him to help in carrying a huge stack of files. Liza made her way to her cabin, dodging the people. She was very confused. She had never seen the staff like this. They were bustling here and there. Even the old coffee machine which had remained unused for the last two decades was cleaned and fixed.
So, Liza picked up the phone and called Rachel. "Can you please explain what's going on?" Liza asked as soon as she picked up the phone. "Hello to you too Liz" Rachel chuckled. Rachel was Liza's secretary but both of them shared a very close friendship. Rachel with her long auburn hair and brown eyes had instantly clicked with Liza and both of them had bonded over the goodness of Cheese and Pepperoni Pizza. "It's not a time for pleasantries Rach. What is going on? Everybody is running around like a headless chicken. It's a mess. "Liza asked exasperated. She loved her alone time in the office and not getting it was making her cranky. "We are getting a new boss," Rachel replied. "What ?" Liza almost shouted. She hadn't expected this. "Do you mean that Leslie is resigning?" Liza asked. "No, Liz. She is going to head the other branch. Our branch is being handed over to someone new." Rachel replied. "Oh" was all Liza said.
Liza loved working under Leslie. When Liza had first taken the job, Leslie had been like a boss from hell, giving her a humongous amount of work to complete in a tiny deadline, making her redo everything just because of a single mistake but soon she realized that Leslie cared for her. She was like a big sister to her if not a mother. She had seen Leslie sending Nick to get dinner for her on the nights when Liza had stayed late, forcefully sending her on a day off when she was not well. Leslie had given Liza opportunities to grow and Liza would forever be grateful to Leslie. And as sad Liza was to see Leslie go and become head of the other branch, she was glad that Leslie was not resigning from her position altogether. "Liz you better come out of that cabin of yours, Leslie and the new boss have just arrived," Rachel said and hung up.
Liza sighed and got up. She wasn't excited to meet the new boss but she knew that it was required of her to go and greet him. So she lazily walked out and stood at the back of the crowd, not bothering to try to catch a sight of the new boss, not that she could have seen the face of the new boss even if she tried to. So after standing there for some minutes she turned around and went to her office. It was a few seconds after she entered her cabin when her phone started to ring. She picked it up and spoke "Hello", she spoke, her voice calm. "Ms. Nestor, please come to my office. I have something important to discuss." Leslie said "Yes mam. I will be right there" Liza replied and hurried over to Leslie's office.
Jonathan sat in the plush leather chair in Leslie's office. He was getting anxious with every passing minute. "Ms. Nestor will be here any minute," Leslie said. Jonathan had been confident this morning when he had prepared himself for the day ahead, excited even. But as the moment to face Liza was approaching he was becoming more and more nervous. He had planned it out clearly but now he began to consider that maybe it was a bad idea, maybe he should have left Liza alone before he could think anymore the door of Leslie's Cabin opened and he heard Liza's voice ask "May I come in Mam?" Leslie nodded and said, "Yes, please come in Ms. Nestor". Jonathan saw as Liza hesitantly stepped inside. She was dressed in a deep blue shirt which clung to her figure and a black pencil skirt with Black heels. Liza's hair was in a tight bun and her lips were painted deep maroon. Jonathan literally lost his breath looking at her. Liza hadn't noticed him yet and he didn't even want to imagine what her reaction would be. "Ms. Nestor I would like to introduce you to your new boss Mr. West," Leslie said.
Liza's eyes widened as Leslie said "Mr. West" she hoped that it was someone else but even she knew that it was highly unlikely. She peered around Leslie only to come face to face with Jonathan. He was dressed in a gray formal suit with a black shirt under it and a silver tie. She recognized that tie like the one which she had gifted him on their first anniversary and fury blazed in her veins. She got over her shock and put on her mask. "Nice to meet you, Mr. West," Liza said forcing a polite smile on her face when her thoughts were far from anything polite. Jonathan nodded his face set in an n equally emotionless mask. "You will be assisting Mr. West in all the meetings and help him to get a grip of the publishing business," Leslie said drawing Liza's attention to her.
Liza knew that she would be having a hard time maintaining her professional façade and spending extra time with Jonathan was not on her to-do list, so with sugary sweetness, she spoke "I am sure Mr. West is a very capable businessman Mam, I don't think he will be needing my help" "But I am new to this business and I would be really grateful if you could help me" Jonathan cut in before Leslie could answer Liza. He wore a smile on his face, the one which Liza wished she could punch off. "Yes, Liza, and I am sure you will learn something new too," Leslie said, her tone daring her to refuse. "As you say, mam," Liza replied, looking straight at Leslie. She wasn't someone to go down without a fight, however, she knew that fighting was futile in this situation. She punctuated her affirmation with a nod and got out of the cabin as soon as she could.
Liza had never hated Jonathan more than she did now. She was shaking with anger by the time she reached her office and slammed the gate shut, scaring the shit out of Rachel. She sat down on her chair and buried her face in her hands. She hated that Jonathan had somehow ended back in her life and now whether she wanted or not she would have to interact with him. Her emotions were in a jumble, she wanted to cry for her fate, she wanted to laugh at life's joke, she wanted to smash things and scream at fates for doing this to her but she did neither of the things instead she took deep breaths and started working on the manuscripts checking each of them thoroughly in hope of distracting herself away from all the feelings building inside her. She was determined not to let Jonathan affect her anymore and by the end of the day, she was sure that she could face Jonathan again.
Liza sighed and got up from the char. Her neck was stiff from working all day, she cracked her neck and looked at the clock on her table. It showed 10:00 pm. Liza peered outside from her window's cabin only to find out that everybody had left. Rachel had messaged her an hour before that she was leaving. Liza closed the blinds of the glass window and walked over to her table. She sent the last of the emails and switched off the laptop, sliding it into her leather bag she left the cabin.
Dim golden lights were lighting up the office, Liza looked around enjoying the peace the silence brought while waiting for the elevator, the silver gates of the elevator opened up and Liza walked into it not bothering to see if anybody else was with her. She reached out to press the button for the ground floor only to find it glowing red indicating that somebody had already pressed it. She turned around to see who it was only to meet green eyes. Jonathan was once again standing in front of her. "Hey Liza," he said. Liza didn't respond instead she turned back and began glaring at the elevator doors. Sure, she had prepared herself for facing Jonathan every day but that didn't mean that she wanted to be stuck with him in an elevator. Her heart beat faster and a light sheen of sweat began forming on her forehead. Suddenly the elevator felt claustrophobic and from this alone Liza knew that her life was going to be difficult from this point forward.
Why now? Was the only question running through Liza's mind. She had successfully avoided Jonathan throughout the day but just when the day was about to end and she was finally going to be out of reach, she ended being trapped in an elevator with Jonathan. How cliche, Liza thought to herself, the ex-wife being trapped in an elevator with the man who broke her heart and is also her boss now. It was a scene that she had read in countless manuscripts and an event she wanted to avoid at all costs. She wasn't running away from him, she just didn't have the energy to deal with him right now. The elevator ride that only took few minutes seemed to be taking hours. None of them broke the silence. "Liza..." Jonathan started but Liza stopped him before he could continue. "Don't talk to me unless it is related to office, don't even look at me unless you need me to do something related to work" she said in a calm and cool voice. Jonathan couldn't help but flinch back as the coldness of Liza's voi
There were hustle and bustle around the office. The normally sluggish morning hours were teeming with life again. There was a lot of excitement in the people to see their new boss. Yesterday they had merely gotten a glimpse of Mr. West but from today he was to start working officially. Every person had their files completed, checked, and arranged, ready to be presented at any moment they were required to. The women in the office had seen Jonathan West on magazine covers, he was one of the most successful businessmen in America, and they gushed on about how handsome and brilliant he was and how great it would be to work with him.Liza smoothed down her black pencil skirt and rubbed her temples, wishing that all of them would stop talking for at least a moment. She had barely gotten sleep the previous night and all the caffeine she had taken hadn't kicked in her system yet. She sighed as she took in her reflection in the little ornate mirror that she had kept in one of the draw
Liza paced back and forth in her office. She could see Jonathan working on some files and was sure that if she left now, she won't have to face Jonathan. Initially, her office had been at the opposite end, however, on the insistence of Leslie she had to shift her office in the room next to Jonathan. Their office was now divided only by a glass wall and some flimsy blinds.Liza had tried to avoid Jonathan every day but somehow she always ended up talking to him at least once, whether it was due to some client or due to some other editorial work. She was getting tired of this game of cat and mouse. She had been worrying over Jonathan ever since he came to the office and had barely spent any time with Carson and Melissa. Hell, she had even forgotten that Alex would be returning tomorrow from Paris.She cursed herself silently as she saw Jonathan catching her in the act of watching him. Her cheeks blushed red as he smiled at her and got back to his work. Her body had
Liza woke up feeling fresh for the first time in the last few days. Maybe it was her resolve not to avoid Jonathan anymore or it was meeting her family after a long time, but whatever it was, it had relaxed her enough to allow her to get some sleep. She stretched lazily and got up from the bed. After brewing some coffee, she started getting ready for the office. She was actually looking forward to going to the office and was surprised as she found herself humming a tune. She picked out a dark blue blouse with a grey pencil skirt and blazer and went to shower. After showering, she put on her clothes and was ready to head to the office.She was the first one to come to the office, as usual, so she walked into the empty office and unlocked her cabin. Sitting down, she sorted out her work for the day and took a sip of the coffee that she had carried from her house in a tumbler. She loved the taste of dark roasted coffee. She began reading the most recent manuscript while drinking
Jonathan was trying to read through the report but was failing miserably. He read through the words but his mind failed to register them, all he could think of was about Liza and the guy she went out with. It was frustrating and disappointing at the same time. It had already been a month and he had failed to hold a civilized conversation with Liza, how was he supposed to make her fall in love with him if he couldn't even get her to talk to him. He peered into the adjacent empty office. Liza had forgotten to close the blinds in her hurry, so instead of the usual pale pink and beige blinds, the glass wall was transparent providing Jonathan with a view of her office. Liza's laptop was closed, some manuscripts that Liza had read were scattered around it, Liza's coat hung on the back of the chair and a coffee cup from valentine's sat on the table. Jonathan felt like a creep for spying into Liza's office but he couldn't help himself it was the only way he could get some clue about Liza. H
Jonathan stood in front of Liza's office. He was tapping his foot nervously against the hardwood floor. The other employees looked curiously at him as they passed by him. It was unusual for them to see Jonathan out of his office. In the past few days Liza and Jonathan had shared more than a smile, they had made small talks, shared some laughs and he had even made her blush once or twice though he was pretty sure it was out of embarrassment rather than shyness. Their relationship was going steady and dare he say that they were almost friends. So here he was standing in front of her office, trying to gather the courage to ask her to go to the celebratory ball with him.He knocked on her door once. "Come in," she said distractedly. Jonathan stepped into her office. Her eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as she read through the script in her hands. She irritably pushed a strand of hair behind her ear as it fell in front of her eyes. "Um Liza, do you have a minute," he said.
Liza stood in front of the mirror, her hair was piled up on her head, leaving a few curls to frame her face, her midnight blue chiffon dress hugged her curves perfectly and her feet were encased in silver stilettos. She felt beautiful. There was an impatient knock on the door, quickly giving her reflection a once over she rushed to open the door. There in front of her stood a handsome Alex dressed in a gray tux, his hair slicked back. "You ready?" Alex asked taking Liza in and releasing a slow whistle. A warm blush crept into her cheeks and Alex chuckled. "Yeah sure, just let me get my wrap and clutch," Liza said as she quickly grabbed her clutch and silver silk wrap. "Come on let's go," she said. "You are looking really beautiful Liz" Alex complimented her. "Thanks, Alex, You are looking dashing too" she replied as they made their way out of the building.After a few moments of silence had passed Alex cleared his throat. "How are you holding up Liz?" he asked, his eyes full
Alex stared at the girl in front of him, she was wearing a rose gold-colored gown, her auburn hair fell perfectly on her one shoulder, leaving the creamy skin of her other shoulder exposed. He couldn't believe that he was finally meeting the girl he had dreamt about since he had met her in Paris. It was fate, he knew it. Their eyes met and he was at a loss of words. He was speechless and that had never happened to him, not since he had gotten over his crush on Liza. He saw as she smiled shyly at him, her blush making her glow even more. He was about to say something when her smile dropped from her face and her eyes held a look akin to pain. He was confused. Why would Alice be pained to see him? He thought that she had enjoyed his company at the restaurant. No, it had to be something else."Hello, it's nice to meet you," Alex said extending his hand. "Hi" Alice spoke giving him a nod and ignoring his hand. "I can't believe that we are meeting here. I mean what are the odds tha
Jonathan stood there like a block of ice, unmoving and frozen. He couldn't make sense of what was happening, one moment Liza was standing across him and the next she was kissing him. He hesitantly moved his lips against her. Liza's taste filling his senses. It had been so long since he had kissed Liza. He realized that what he remembered of kissing Liza was only a faded memory and the actual kiss felt so much more. He was getting into the kiss when suddenly Liza pulled away, a blush coating her cheeks."Sorry, I didn't mean to do that," Liza said backing away a bit, she was slightly out of breath and her voice was raspy. Jonathan's heart shattered at her words and the light on his face dimmed. Liza's eyes widened as she took in his crestfallen expression. "No... No...No, don't get me wrong. I didn't regret the kiss. I just meant that I didn't want to attack you." Liza said in a rush. Her blush deepening as she said the last few words. She was still wedged between the table and
Liza groaned as Alice nudged her with her footagain.They had been going over this for the past week and even though Liza wanted nothing more than to acknowledge the truth in Alice's words, she was still hesitant. It had been almost a year and a half from her break up with Steve. She was over him. She hadn't lamented on the loss of her almost perfect relationship with Steve for as long as she thought she would have. They had really fallen out of love, she guessed. She had seen Steve's picture in a magazine with some supermodel, the magazine claiming them to be an item now, however instead of feeling jealousy she had merely felt a slight tug of missing her friend. She had instead focused her attention on Jonathan sitting in front of her, stuffing his face with cupcakes she had brought. They had been flirting with each other for months now. An occasional wink, a suggestive remark, smooth comments by Jonathan making Liza blush, and of course his sincerity which was
It had been four years since Liza started dating Steve and one week since they decided to call it off. It had been a mutual decision. With Steve continuously wanting to and having to travel around the globe and Liza's desire to stay rooted in the place she called home, it had gotten too difficult for them to maintain their relationship. It wasn't that they didn't love each other anymore but they had drifted apart along the way and both of them realized that it was better to part ways as friends rather than to crash and burn later. Liza still remembered the day they had decided to break up. Liza had just gotten home from the office to find a brooding Steve sitting on the couch. She kept her purse on the table and pecked Steve on his lips. It had become a sort of homecoming ritual for her whenever Steve was in California. She loved the feeling of stability, of knowing that she would come home to find him sitting on the couch or in his study. She loved the domesticated life that they h
Liza looked at the place before her in amazement, as Steve glanced around uncomfortably, his smooth and slick mask melting away and being replaced by a man trying to impress the woman he liked. Steve had shown up at Liza's house with potted roses in his hands and a handsome smile on his face, sharp at 7:00. He was wearing black jeans with a forest green button-down, which somehow matched perfectly with the color of Liza's dress. His hair was messily styled and the way he presented the potted roses to Liza with a flourish, no one would have assumed that he was the author of a bestseller. Liza looked at him and her heart fluttered, not with excitement but with uneasiness, as to what was to come.Liza had taken the flowers from him and had handed them to Melanie, who had gushed over how cute they look, effectively embarrassing Liza and making her feel like a sixteen-year-old teenager going to prom instead of a 28-year-old grown woman. Steve had opened the door with her, with a c
Liza knocked on the cherry wood door, as she waited outside. Her face was now clean and bare, free from the disguise and the tears which had stampeded down her cheeks as soon as she had reached the safety of her car. Her dress was a little dusty from sitting down on the floor but she was sure that Melanie wouldn't mind. The door opened to a grinning Melanie with deep blue-dyed hair and a sleepy Keith attached to her hip. Liza smiled at the sight before her as Keith fussed to go to Liza. Taking Max from Melanie, she entered the house. "What's up, Liz?" Melanie asked as she sat down on a chair in front of the kitchen aisle. "I was missing you guys, and especially Keith," Liza replied, tickling Keith lightly as he let out a delighted giggle. Melanie looked over at Liza worriedly. She knew something was up. Liza never came by unannounced, she preferred to spend as much time as she could working and therefore always confirmed her visits. If there was one word to define Liza, it would be
Alice rubbed her cheeks wondering if they were still red. There was an undertone of excitement in the air surrounding her. The plastic cherry blossom tree, with its pretty pink flowers, was looming above them, and for a brief moment, Alice wondered exactly how much paper would have been wasted for making this tree. It wasn't the most appropriate thought for the situation she was in, after all, she had just been kissed.It had happened all too quickly. One moment Alice had been telling Alex how she was uncomfortable with being pressed up against him and how their position seemed to be wrong and the next thing she knew was her face being held by Alex, and his lips descending on hers. The kiss had started with Alex bent over her, coaxing her to respond, and had escalated to Alice standing on her tippy toes refusing to let Alex go. Unlike the usual cliche, Alice had been very much aware of the people around them, she could hear a giggling group of girls passing by, she could feel
They sat still for a moment, as the guard removed himself from the room. The air was still heavy with the words which had been just said. They were sitting across each other, but it seemed like they were at the opposite poles of the earth. Liza's mind was still reeling, scrambling about for more words to throw at Jonathan, to make him see her reasons, to make him feel her pain. The barrier which had been enclosing every memory, every emotion, and every feeling related to Jonathan, had finally broken and now she was lacking words and breaths to express them. Liza had always denied every scrap of feeling that she had felt since meeting Jonathan again, but now even though she had admitted it, she knew that it was something that could never develop further. Not because of her insecurities but because of his choices in the past.Jonathan stared at Liza, suffering from blinding ache which felt far worse than any physical pain he had ever experience. He touched his face, only to fin
Jonathan looked at Liza, her words had painted a scenario in which he never wanted to live in, the moments which he wanted to erase from his memories. He thought about her words and before he could stop himself, his question was out from his mouth. "Will you be able to love me again?" and suddenly the noises of breathing that had filled the room fell silent. He looked at Liza, her eyes were wide after her rant she hadn't expected this question, no sane person would have asked this question, but Jonathan needed to know, he needed some hope, so he fumbled hoping to grasp it as he asked the question.Liza who had stopped breathing all of sudden, regained her breath. This was one question she was dreading. Because she knew the answer and she knew that this answer would end whatever was going on between them. She had enjoyed Jonathan's company over the last few days as she had tried to play cupid for Alex and Alice, it was as if they were back to being friends they were before the
Liza and Jonathan sat in silence as Jonathan gathered back his strength to speak bit by bit. Liza hadn't seen Jonathan like this in the time she had been with him. Even he was apologizing he had an air of collectedness around him but at that moment Jonathan looked nothing less than a mess. Liza wondered how long it will take to get out of the small room they were locked in, it was becoming increasingly suffocating for her especially with the heavy air surrounding them. "It's my turn, right?" Jonathan asked, his voice was rough as if he had screamed at the top of his lungs and had got a sore throat from that. And even though it was silent in that stuffy and dim room, it seemed to be deafening to Liza. Liza nodded as a gesture for Jonathan to go ahead and ask her, his question.The moment he had decided to challenge Liza to twenty questions, he had known that it wouldn't be a simple game, but he hadn't realized either that it will feel like walking on edge of a knife. Jonathan