Chapter 47With one gentle screech of my office chair backwards, I stood to my feet and extended my hand for a handshake, “Alright. Thank you so much for coming in, Miss Edison. We look forward to working with you.”Patty stood up as well and shook my hand, “I look forward to working with you too. Thank you so much for giving me this opportunity.”“You did all the work.” I told her with a smile.She returned a grateful smile, “I’ll be heading off now.”“See you soon.” Was the last thing I said to her before she made her way toward the door and out of my office.A couple of days had gone by quite uneventfully. I’ve had a lot of work on my plate which sometimes gets overwhelming, but I do my best to tackle it the best way I can.Dean helps in his own way too. He has this thing where he notices when it becomes a bit much and offers to do anything that’d make the work load more bearable.I found it really sweet, seeing as he had his own work to worry about. I try my best to make sure ever
Chapter 48“Aww, so Dean really is leaving next week?” Lydia asked, sending me a sad look from where she sat on her office chair.I, on the other hand, was sprawled on her couch on my stomach, while my head rested upon the arm of the couch that my hands were hung limply over.“Yeah,” I verified, blowing raspberry, “he is.”“Aww, I bet that makes you very sad.” She pouted.“It does.” I let out a sigh. “Last night, he brought it up and um, it just kind of messed with my head a little.”“How so?” Lydia enquired.“I don’t know, I don’t think he feels that we’ll be able to make long distance work.” I expressed my honest thoughts.“Did he say that?” Lydia asked, raising an eyebrow.“Not particularly, no.”My conversation with Dean last night scared me in more ways than I let on. Hearing Dean talk about our relationship like we wasn’t certain and like he didn’t have faith that we could do what we had set out to do was truly anxiety inducing.I knew what I was up against when I drove all the
Chapter 49I drove straight to Lydia’s.I didn’t even give her any notice that I was heading there, I just showed up at her front door.She could tell something was up immediately she saw me so she wasted no time in letting me in. She offered me a juice box and demanded I tell her everything.I explained the fight I had with Dean to the best of my ability and she listened silently the entire time. I could still feel the burning anger in my chest as I spoke. I could still feel myself try to sort the different emotions I was feeling apart. It was so loud inside my head and everything was such a jumbled mess.Lydia finally spoke, “Wait, who’s Sienna again?”“She’s that lady I saw flirting with him outside Spring like five days ago.” I told her. “Remember? The one with the big boobs?”“Ohhh.” Lydia nodded as realization spread across her features.“Mm hmm.” I nodded as well.“And she’s like what?” Lydia raised another questioning brow. “His coworker?”“No.” I furrowed my brows. “She’s lik
Chapter 50“Don’t you look dashing, Connor Bolton?” Lydia smiled at Connor who was making his way towards us with obvious confident strides.“Oh Lydia,” Connor pretended to tuck hair behind his ear when he stood in front of us, “you flatter me.”We all laughed.“Guess your trip to London was pretty awesome.” I said to him with a smile. “You look good.”“Thank you, Grace.” He said, smiling softly at me.“So? What about all the hot lady writers you were posting?” Lydia asked, wiggling her brows. “Did you hit it off with anyone?”Connor’s eyes met mine for a split second before he responded, “I think I’ve had enough hitting it off for one year. I think I’m just gonna chill on love for a while.”“Aww, that sounds great, Connor.” Lydia said, patting his shoulder. “Good for you.”“Thanks, Lyd.”“Well, there goes my triple date dreams, I guess.” Lydia joked.I chuckled, “Shut up, Lydia.”“What is she talking about?” Connor asked, confused eyes shifting from mine to Lydia's.“It's just a stup
A/N: WARNING: this chapter contains sexual violence thatmay be sensitive to certain readers. Readerdiscretion is advised.Chapter 51After we got back from our double date, which was a little after 10 PM, Dean and I freshened up before I started to see how far I could go with the editing so I could meet the deadline the next day.Dean tried his best to stay up with me, not for any particular reason like he was trying you distract me or anything, he simply did it for moral support. But eventually, he slept off.And I still kept going.I fell asleep some time between late 3 AM and 4 AM. But somewhere along the line, probably because my body and mind had grown accustomed to getting up at that particular time, my eyes fluttered open at 6 AM.Dean was already up, but he wasn’t doing anything in particular. He appeared to be simply staring into a space, a zen look on his face like he was deep in thought.“Hey,” I said lowly, trying to clear the groggy sound of my voice, “you’re up.”Dean
Chapter 52{ D E A N }4 HOURS EARLIER.I would be leaving tomorrow.The thought of returning to a norm which Grace wasn’t a part of was sad to say the least, but we both knew what we were up against when we promised to give us another try.And I would rather endure a million phone calls and torturous nights of wishing she was beside me than have her absent from my life as a whole.Seeing as today would be the last time we spend together in a while, I wanted to make it special. Even if it wasn’t something over the top, I spent majority of the day trying to learn a new recipe and watch tutorials on YouTube and TikTok. I wanted to cook dinner for her, something different and exquisite. I felt it would be the perfect way to spend the evening, seeing as how she had been working all day.I probably watched a thousand cooking videos before I finally headed out to the supermarket to get the ingredients I needed for the meal. I didn’t realize until I got to the parking lot and loaded the groc
Chapter 53{ G R A C E }People believed dreams to be so many different things.Some believed they revealed visions of the future, some believe dreams held meanings that could be translated. Some also believed that dreams consisted of memories that a person was ever so fond of.I, on the other hand, believed dreams to be a figment of human imagination.Now, don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t trying to say the other theories were incorrect. I did have a strong belief that it came in different ways to different people. I was simply trying to explain what it felt like for me.I had distant memories of quite a number of dreams l'd had in the past. Whether they were silly or scary or lighthearted, I always remembered somehow being in control of the plot. Like I was the orchestrator, if you know what I mean.My dreams happened based off on logical things like the last thing I thought about before I went to bed, the last person I spoke with, the movie on the TV as I fell asleep or the show I had
Chapter 54The knot I felt in my stomach was tight enough to kill me.I knew I had been anxious and bothered about this all weekend, but it felt a million times worse now knowing I’d have to go to work and look Connor dead in the eye after everything he did to me.I hadn’t heard a single word from him all weekend.Nothing.A part of me was hoping that there was still some sort of humanity in him and that he would try to reach out and apologize. A part of me hoped that he would find a way to explain why he did what he did. Blame it on the alcohol, something. Anything.But he didn’t.And that was okay.Because today, I was determined to make sure Connor loses his job after what he did to me.Dean drove me to work.The ride consisted of him whispering reassuring words to me and offering small acts of physical comfort like holding my hand in his and rubbing his thumb soothingly on the back of my hand or placing a hand on my thigh and gently squeezing on it.When we eventually got to Sprin
Chapter 60“Remind me why you two need to break into Connor’s house again?” Lydia asked, throwing confused stares at Dean and I.“Well, it’s not really breaking in if I have a key.” I shrugged lightly.It had been four days since we spoke to Audrey.And frankly, we hadn’t made much progress since.The background check Dean had carried out on Connor came back and it wasn’t really much help. It didn’t give us any information other than what we already knew. And if we found any thing a little bit suspicious, we still didn’t have much more to act on it.Getting the CCTV footage seemed more and more impossible by the day. At this point, it was obvious they were toying with us and had no intention whatsoever of letting us take a look at it. And the more we requested for it, the more we stood at risk of Connor finding out that we were on to him.And I didn’t want that to happen.Getting fed up with sitting on our hands and doing nothing, Dean and I decided it would probably be a good idea to
Chapter 59Audrey had agreed to come over to talk.And I gave Lydia a call immediately our conversation over the phone ended. And it wasn’t long before she showed up at my front door.We all waited eagerly for Audrey to arrive.Honestly, it felt surreal that she finally responded to us. It felt like there was so much mystery surrounding what happened with her and Connor and where she had been this entire time and why she completely ghosted everyone.I had a lot of questions for her, to be honest.Because we had a real friendship, regardless of anything.While we waited, Lydia filled Dean and I on how the conversation with her friends turned out, which kind of went south at the end if you ask me. We also told her about our conversation with Mr Flores and everything that led up to him quitting his job.Lydia was just highlighting how much of a terrible person Connor was when the doorbell rang. I sprung up my seat immediately and headed for the front door.I wasted no time in unlocking a
Chapter 58“I don’t know,” I gave a light shrug. “I’m not sure exactly what I expected but I was kind of hoping she’d have something more reasonable to say. But her views on the entire thing haven’t changed. She still thinks I should suck it up and forget about justice.”“Damn, I’m sorry my love.” Dean said, stealing a quick glance at me in the passenger seat before focusing his attention back on the road. “If she still thinks like that, then she obviously doesn’t believe you. Because it’s impossible to not feel angry about this situation, especially when it involves someone you claim to care about so much.”Dean kept to his word and was at my workplace to pick me up by 5pm sharp.We waited with Lydia for a while before Carlton came to pick her up. Carlton was kind to me, as he has been since the whole thing happened. I could tell what happened to me really made him upset. I mean, apart from the fact that his girlfriend was completely affected by it.He genuinely wanted to help in wha
Chapter 57My ‘suspension’ went by in a blur.And before I knew it, I was ready to get back to work.Not much had happened in the past week, really. There wasn’t much I could do while I was cramped up in my apartment.But having Dean around certainly did make it better.Kendra and I had still not spoken. Connor had still not reached out about his car; I hadn’t heard a word from him since the entire scene at the boardroom.Dean, Lydia and I tried to play detectives the best ways we could. We started small by texting Audrey on literally all social media platforms and hoping for a response. Which hadn’t still come, by the way.Lydia spent everyday trying to get in touch with Mr Flores, but every time they just told her the same thing, that he didn’t show up at work that day.Although it was starting to feel like we weren’t making any progress, I had a much more confident attitude today, knowing I was going back to do hands on investigation.Dean insisted on driving me to work.Lydia’s ca
Chapter 56“Hold on, so she just texted you?” Lydia asked, raising one questioning brow. “Out of nowhere?”I nodded, “Yeah.”“And she’s on her way here right now?” She asked again, her eyes going from mine to Dean’s continually.Dean and I both nodded.As Lydia had promised, she stopped by that night.It wasn’t long after she arrived that we filled her in on what had happened, which was the texts I received from Greta. It seemed like she was still trying to wrap her head around the whole thing.Lydia read through the texts again with my phone in her hand, “But what exactly do you think she wants to say to you? She didn’t particularly give enough context before you invited her over.”I moved over to where Lydia stood and looked at the conversation again.Me: why?Greta: can we meet somewhere private & talk?Me: how does my apartment sound?Greta: that’s okay.Me: I’ll send a pin rn.“Look,” I said again, “I just feel that it’s fantastic that the one person that believes me, aside you g
Chapter 55My head was spinning.There was a loud ringing in my head and it was difficult to breathe. A lot had happened to me in the past 72 hours and I just needed the ache I was feeling in my chest to go away.I simply wanted to feel okay again.But that wasn’t my reality.This was.While Kendra was leading me to her office, Lydia jumped in, confused as to what was going on. Kendra left me with her and instructed Lydia to get me to her office while she headed back for the boardroom.It was hard for people not to stare and murmur when I was having what was a possible mental breakdown. I bet it was fucking easy for them to stand there and make assumptions and come up with theories for my pain.The world we live in, I swear.Immediately we were in Kendra’s office, Lydia sat me down on the sofa and tried to get me to breathe.She rubbed her palm up and down my back in a soothing manner and whispered softly to me, “Just breathe, baby. You’re gonna be fine.”I tried to do as she said but
Chapter 54The knot I felt in my stomach was tight enough to kill me.I knew I had been anxious and bothered about this all weekend, but it felt a million times worse now knowing I’d have to go to work and look Connor dead in the eye after everything he did to me.I hadn’t heard a single word from him all weekend.Nothing.A part of me was hoping that there was still some sort of humanity in him and that he would try to reach out and apologize. A part of me hoped that he would find a way to explain why he did what he did. Blame it on the alcohol, something. Anything.But he didn’t.And that was okay.Because today, I was determined to make sure Connor loses his job after what he did to me.Dean drove me to work.The ride consisted of him whispering reassuring words to me and offering small acts of physical comfort like holding my hand in his and rubbing his thumb soothingly on the back of my hand or placing a hand on my thigh and gently squeezing on it.When we eventually got to Sprin
Chapter 53{ G R A C E }People believed dreams to be so many different things.Some believed they revealed visions of the future, some believe dreams held meanings that could be translated. Some also believed that dreams consisted of memories that a person was ever so fond of.I, on the other hand, believed dreams to be a figment of human imagination.Now, don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t trying to say the other theories were incorrect. I did have a strong belief that it came in different ways to different people. I was simply trying to explain what it felt like for me.I had distant memories of quite a number of dreams l'd had in the past. Whether they were silly or scary or lighthearted, I always remembered somehow being in control of the plot. Like I was the orchestrator, if you know what I mean.My dreams happened based off on logical things like the last thing I thought about before I went to bed, the last person I spoke with, the movie on the TV as I fell asleep or the show I had
Chapter 52{ D E A N }4 HOURS EARLIER.I would be leaving tomorrow.The thought of returning to a norm which Grace wasn’t a part of was sad to say the least, but we both knew what we were up against when we promised to give us another try.And I would rather endure a million phone calls and torturous nights of wishing she was beside me than have her absent from my life as a whole.Seeing as today would be the last time we spend together in a while, I wanted to make it special. Even if it wasn’t something over the top, I spent majority of the day trying to learn a new recipe and watch tutorials on YouTube and TikTok. I wanted to cook dinner for her, something different and exquisite. I felt it would be the perfect way to spend the evening, seeing as how she had been working all day.I probably watched a thousand cooking videos before I finally headed out to the supermarket to get the ingredients I needed for the meal. I didn’t realize until I got to the parking lot and loaded the groc