Arietta sat there looking at Oliver; she wanted to scream at him and ask him if she had just wasted three months of her life trying to make this work but he did not even try and now he thought it was so easy so he could just break it off with her just like that. She cleared her throat and shifted until she was at the edge of her seat."Do you not like me?" she asked because it felt like she had misunderstood him all this while. She thought he was just an aloof man who liked to hide his feelings deep in his soul. She thought that he was the kind of man who masked his emotions with a stone face. Was she wrong? Did he not have any feelings for her?"I do not." The words as it left his mouth drove straight to her heart like a dagger that was thrust in and turned from side to side. She blinked and swallowed the lump in her throat."You do not?" she said, closing her eyes tightly as the memories of the past month flooded her heart. She could recount all of the things that had happened so we
"You promised to let me visit the family of the dead woman," Lila said as she heard her brother come into the kitchen. She had been waiting around for Gim to get back after her date, but somehow he was late that day. She wondered why he was so late that night. Since she got home, she had not noticed that he always got back late until tonight, when she needed something from him.When he did not make any snarky comments or reply sarcastically, she turned to make sure that he was the one who entered and that she did not just creep out a random staff. Surely he was the one standing there, but he had his tie on his neck half hazardly and his suit jacket in hand. This was not the image of her brother she was used to.Even after the end of a long day, he always had his tie firmly wrapped around his neck. She remembered when she was preparing to leave the house; this was shortly after her father died. Her mother turned to a travelling alcoholic as soon as her father's body was laid cold on th
Lila rushed and ran in his direction, and she was able to get to him before he could get into his room. "Wait!" she called from the distance and rushed to him."What is it?" he asked coldly. Lila wondered if this was the same man who had just been distraught a few minutes ago. How was he so cold that he was able to suppress and bury all of the emotions she felt and now acted like he had no emotions in the world? She bit the insides of her cheek in annoyance. She wished he would show emotions as he used to and just live a normal life."You said if I went on this blind date you would let me visit the family of the deceased; I want to do that tomorrow," she announced, and he shook his head."You can't," he said in a tone that told her to argue because his words were the law. She did not care about it anyway; he was to use it with his staff and not with her because it was not going to work."That was not our agreement," she said, ready to get into a fight with him if need be."Was it?" he
"And what do you intend to gain out of this? You are already rich and have all you can want so what do you think a poor girl like myself can give to you?" Lila wanted to sound helpless because she did not want to be in debt to him in any way. She just wished he would help her so she could repay and then they would part ways.Of course, she knew that, asking him to give a good report to her brother just so she could meet with the Amber Voss family. She knew that as soon as she met them, she would have to try and get him out of her life. She was not interested in getting married, even though she knew this was not something she would escape. Her simple plan was to stall as much as she could."I do not have anything in mind of now; maybe later something would come up and I might need your help," he said and she could not disagree with that. There might come a day when he would need her to do some bizarre thing."Agreed, I guess," she said in an unsure voice."You sound like you are alread
Lila woke up that morning and went down to have breakfast. She sat down to the boring plain oatmeal meal that her brother had requested. She was continuously picking on the food because it reminded her so much about prison."Can I have something else?" she asked the staff who just happened to be passing by at that time. She dumped the spoon into the bowl and dropped her hand to her lap. "Can I have something else?" she asked again when the girl stood still, not answering."We did not make anything else today," she said, looking around with fear. She had heard from the whispers of the other staff that she was a runaway daughter of the family who ended up landing in jail for killing someone, and truly hearing that put some kind of fear in her. She had been avoiding her at all costs; she could not believe that she was left alone with her in the same room. She just wanted to fly away at that moment.She was startled back to reality with a slight graze on her lower arm. She jumped, took a
"Evangeline!" Gavin said as he walked into the house. He took a quick look around and briskly walked into the backyard, where the outdoor pool was. She had made sure to turn the backyard into a personal pool for herself and spent almost all day lounging around there as long as she was not rushing to go shopping. He turned and entered the house and walked to one of the rooms inside, where she had changed to an indoor cinema. She had told him that she hated going to a public cinema, so she needed to have one at home to watch movies anytime she wanted. Evangeline," he said, opening the door and peeping inside only to be met with silence and darkness. He sighed as he wondered if she had ever used the cinema or if it was just a waste of money. He climbed the stairs and stopped by the door of the room they shared. He held the doorknob ready to get into an argument with them because there was possibly no way that this would not end in an argument. "Evangeline!" he said in a high-toned voice
Evangeline let out a loud cackle and turned to him laughing and doubling over, touching her knee as if she had received exciting news. "You think I do not know what you did to Lila?" she asked, cleaning off the tears that had formed in the corner of her eyes. "So you think I would just come into this relationship without any sort of insurance on my part?" she added, standing up with her hand on her waist. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying that I have evidence that you were the killer, not Lila," she said, cackling. "That is impossible; you possibly cannot have any evidence," he said in a faltering tone. He cleared his throat and held his temple in shock. "How?" he said, taking a step back. "I know you would do the right thing," she said, walking to the bed, picking up her bag, and winking at him before she walked away. "Wait!" Gavin said, trying to go after her. She was already on the stairs when he held her hand, stopping her from going any further. "What is it?" she trie
"We can finally meet," Joseph said as they settled down in Lila's room. They had been planning to meet all week, and it was finally the weekend, and they were in Lila's room on a Friday night, ready to d******d each other's lives for the party. "Do you think a few hours is enough to get us through ten years worth of absence?" Lila asked as she sat down in bed beside him. "I definitely know that it is not enough time, but we have to try. I have a luncheon I have to attend tomorrow. I am deeply uninterested in it, but I have to go anyway," Joseph said in the most uninterested tone. "It must be difficult fighting with your brother for a spot,” Lila said sadly. She could into imagine having to have fought her brother for the chairman position. She might have given up so he could have it. "It is exhausting, and I do not want to do it, but my dad keeps insisting that this is the only way that the person who ends up with the company would value it and do all within their power to keep it,
"Damien?" Rosa said as she saw him walk towards her in the garden. "I did not know you were coming over today," she added, and he smiled sadly, sitting beside her in the chair. "I also did not know that I was going to come over; it was kind of an impromptu thing," he confessed. "What is it with that expression on your face?" she asked. "What expression?""You look sad, but it is a different kind from the one I am used to," she said. He always looked sad, carrying around a gloomy face since Amber died. She always thought that it might be a good idea if he found someone who knew and loved him, but somewhere deep inside her, she wanted her daughter to be remembered a bit more. She was afraid that if she told him to do that, he might take it so seriously that her daughter would be a forgotten memory faster than one could think. That was the reason she never suggested it to him. She feared that the expression on his face was him coming to tell her that he had found someone and was goin
Tessa smiled at her daughter's report, and then she put the phone down on the table. She raised her head to meet Damien's gaze. "What do I owe the pleasure of meeting with Damien Calloway?" Tessa asked, leaning in and using her to trace the edge of the table. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" Damien said instead of answering her. "It's already past ten; I had breakfast," she replied and then added in a low tone. "I am not an animal after all." "I am yet to have breakfast. I guess I must be an animal, but I need breakfast, so I will get you a cup of water and a few pastries for the table," he said, standing up and going to the counter to order. Tessa wondered why he had so much confidence. She knew him and his father when they suddenly rose to fame and how he changed the history of everything around him. He had been so influential that his past suddenly did not matter to everyone around him. Those who would have nitpicked at everything were comfortable with it all. Damien
Tessa smiled at her daughter's report, and then she put the phone down on the table. She raised her head to meet Damien's gaze. "What do I owe the pleasure of meeting with Damien Calloway?" Tessa asked, leaning in and using her to trace the edge of the table. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" Damien said instead of answering her. "It's already past ten; I had breakfast," she replied and then added in a low tone. "I am not an animal after all." "I am yet to have breakfast. I guess I must be an animal, but I need breakfast, so I will get you a cup of water and a few pastries for the table," he said, standing up and going to the counter to order. Tessa wondered why he had so much confidence. She knew him and his father when they suddenly rose to fame and how he changed the history of everything around him. He had been so influential that his past suddenly did not matter to everyone around him. Those who would have nitpicked at everything were comfortable with it all. Damien
Lila wanted to check on Damien to see if he was hurt in the fight, even if it was most unlikely that anything like that would happen. She was still worried, but how would he believe anything if she was calling him up to check on him after brutally breaking up with him and even going the extra mile to try and convince him that she was done? "I never even got to tell him that I liked him," she murmured to herself. She did not know why it was so important to her, but she wanted to tell him at least once that during their time together she had begun to fall for him before she had to do what was right for herself and her family. THE NEXT MORNING"Damien is asking to meet with me," Tessa said as if she were giving morning updates to the group on the table"Why?" Lila choked out, trying not to sound too excited or curious to hear it. She had to first convince herself that she was capable of getting the job done before she could convince anyone else. "I don't know; I guess we have to meet
Gavin looked at his face in the mirror of his car before turning it off. He felt pain surge through his body. Damien had only punched him once yet but felt like he had gotten beaten up. He walked into the house hoping that Evangeline was already asleep and he did not need to go back and forth with her today. "Why are you just getting back?" "Since when did you care what time I got back?" Gavin was startled by her voice because he had looked around when he got in and had not seen anything but majorly because the entire place was dark. She watched him look around like a criminal ready to steal something when he came in. She wanted to stand in front of him and rain down cursed but held herself back. Tessa had called her and sent images of Gavin with Lila. She told her that she was against it but her daughter was going back to Gavin. If Tessa had not told her to calm down then maybe she would have gotten all rilled up and thrown him out of the house. Tessa promised to get back at Gav
Gavin is barely able to recover from the punch that Damien landed on his face when another one cuts across his face so brutally. "What do you think you are doing?" Gavin screamed, tasting blood in his mouth. He spat out what he had been able to pull and moved up to Damien. He knew that he would not be able to win against this man, but the pride he felt in his heart was not going to allow him to back down. "What do you also think you are doing?" Damien asked, closing the gap between them so that they were now touching chest to chest and their faces so close to each other that if they tipped a bit, they might be kissing. "I asked you first; why don't you answer?" Gavin asked. He knew he should not be doing anything like this, but maybe the confidence that Lila was beside him now was giving him some kind of push. "What?" Damien let out a surprised laugh. "You must think that you are a big shot now," he added. "You punched first, and for what?" Gavin's eyes darted around, trying to f
"You are here with him?" Damien asked as if she had spoken in an unknown language. "Yes," she said We had so much confidence that it was even scary to her. Where did she see such confidence from, and how did she develop it?"With your ex? With the man who married another woman? Are you with a married man?" Damien's voice came out as a mixture of anger and concern for her. She could see that all was wrong, but she had to defend herself. What if Damien began to see her as a loose person who did not care about herself? "It is just a friendly date, and I do not think any of this is your business," she murmured, trying to look away. "You do not think any of this is my business?" He said, taking a deep breath as if to stop himself from exploding. "And what is a friendly date?" he asked with a puzzled expression on his face. "A friendly date; we just met to have dinner; what is so difficult to understand about that?" she asked. She knew she was not supposed to be there holding a conversa
"Why? I thought you two looked together," Gavin said. He was brimming with so much joy, but he could not show it. He was supposed to be a married man. How did he show so much happiness just because she was going to be with him if all went well? "We were a good match, but he liked me more than I liked him, and in relationships like that, it is hard to keep up, and as I said earlier, I still loved you; I liked you so much that I could not move on," she lied, and her throat felt itchy as she lied so much. "I am a married man," Lila wanted to call his bluff; he was acting hard to get, and to what end? He had been brimming from ear to ear, and now he wanted to act as if he were faithful to his wife. "I know this is wrong, but are you saying that all of the feelings you have for me are all gone?" She asked, and he stood there, watching her. "If you tell me that you do not have a single feeling for me again, I will not disturb you again." Gavin sat there and watched her without a word. "
"You are here," Gavin said as soon as the door opened and Lila stepped in. The door closed behind her, and she moved into the room. "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long," she asked."Of course not. I got here early," he said, moving from where he stood to help her get the chair. She looked at him shocked at his actions; she wanted to ask him why he was acting like such a gentleman and standing up when she got into the room. Pulling out the chair for her? She remembered their dates as a couple and how he was always nonchalant towards her. She licked her lips and shook her head, trying to act as if it were normal for him to act like this. "Thank you," she murmured instead of asking him what had come over him. She slipped into the chair, and he put it on a bit before going back to the seat opposite her. She hated the way they had to sit opposite each other and stare into their souls as if nothing was wrong with it. "You are welcome," he replied, taking up the menu and giving it