LIAThe alcohol in my blood had loosened my tongue, making me say things I shouldn’t have.My behavior was nothing short of childish, insufferable even. Nikolai had been doing his job, and I knew he was right. I had been reckless last night. That man could’ve been sent by someone to take my life and sneaking out without informing Nikolai would have made it all easy for whoever was trying to hurt me. But I had been too drunk, and too angry over trivial things to see Nikolai’s point.Now, it’s ten in the morning and all I can do is stare at the high ceilings, regretting every of my actions yesterday. I have been awake since 2a.m., replaying the disaster of last night and dreading the inevitable moment I have to face Nikolai again.I wish I could stay in bed forever, hiding from my own embarrassment, but I can’t. At some point, I have to leave my room.Dragging myself out of bed, I sluggishly make my way across the bedroom and out into the hall. My mind keeps replaying the argument from
Hannah’s voice floats out from behind the book covering her face. “She’s pretty.”I pause mid-action, the nail clippers hovering over her fingers. “Who?” I glance up. "Your boss. The book lowers just enough to reveal her mischievous grin and her sparkling eyes. “Your boss. I did a little digging.”"How do you know about my boss?" I shake my head as my fingers resume clipping her nails.Hannah plucks out a cut apple from the container I prepared for her. "Xander mentioned it. You know, during his usual yapping.” She pops it into her mouth, her eyes twinkling the same way they usually do when she eats apple—her favorite."Yapping?" I raise an eyebrow.She rolls her eyes like I’ve just committed a grave offence. “Excessive talking, Niko. I’ve explained this like a hundred times.”I scoff. "Yeah, he talks too much."She gives me a knowing smirk. "I know right? He has something to say about everything. Apparently, he’s worried about your new job too. He’s worn my ears out about it." Hanna
I let out a sigh as I find her, still hunched over her desk with her face practically glued to the screen. She hasn’t moved an inch from how I left her this morning.Leaning against the doorframe, I cross my arms and watch her for a beat. "Have you even eaten?"Her head snaps up at my voice, and the way her face lights up when she sees me stirs something deep inside me."Oh, you are back." Her voice holds genuine excitement as a soft smile starts to spread across her lips, pulling at my chest."How long have you been in here?" I ask."For a few..." Her voice trails off as she glances at the clock. "It's nighttime already?" Her eyes widen in shock before she blinks rapidly, processing the time "I can't believe I’ve sitting here all day."Lia doesn’t stand, instead she lowers her gaze back to the computer."Let's get you something to eat." I push off the door and walk towards her."Yeah, I will… after I finish this." Her gaze remains fixed on the keyboard as she punches into the compute
Waking up this morning feels different, feels refreshing, unlike every other day. There’s something in the air today. Something I can't pinpoint, but it makes me want to deep clean my house today just for the fun of it.It definitely has nothing to do with finding out that Nikolai is in fact single and I mistook his younger sister for his girlfriend. Nor does it have anything to do with the fact that I no longer have to feel that pang of guilt when I catch myself checking him out. And it certainly has nothing to do with me being delusional enough to think I might have a chance with him.I don't, by the way.And I don't even have time to entertain such thoughts. I have so much on my plate to think about like pitching my project idea to the market research team for one, winning over the board and finding leads about my father's case.I would say I miss when life was simple for me, but I don't. I don't long the days where I was living a lie, where ever
LIA “Good morning.” Kate’s breathless voice startles me from behind, and I jerk forward, almost suffering from an heart attack. "Kate.” I tilt slightly, shooting her a sharp glare. “I told you not to sneak up on me again.” I’m one scare away from collapsing if Kate keeps up with this. “Sorry, ma’am, but I need to talk to you.” She ducks her head slightly, glancing past me to give Nikolai a quick, respectful nod. I let out a slow exhale, trying to calm the tension tightening my shoulders. “Can’t it wait until I’m in the office?” My voice is edged with irritation. I woke up feeling good so I was hoping today would at least go smoothly Her smile is strained, her lips pressing together too tightly.I tilt my head, eyeing her warily. “Another bad news?” She clears her throat, shifting nervously. “Not exactly.”“Go on, Kate. Spit it out.” I wave a hand, already feeling the optimism I felt this morning
LIAKate rushes toward me. “What did he say?” I glance around until I find Nikolai before I start walking. “The presentation is in three days,” I mutter through clenched teeth.“What?” Her shock mirrors my own internal panic. “You were supposed to get more time, not less.”I bite back the frustration. “Three days, and that’s final.” The last thing I need is for someone to question me right now. I’m doing that on my own. “Yes, ma’am,” Kate says, and I feel guilt trickle in for raising my voice. As Kate walks ahead, Nikolai falls into step beside me,“I can’t believe I let him provoke me like that,” I say,. “I was supposed to get more time, and now—” I wince at the thought. “What the hell was I thinking?”"What did he say?" Nikolai asks, his voice somehow annoyed. "A lot." I sigh. "That damn asshole." I was in a good mood this morning and Gareth just had to ruin it. "I wish I could make him disappear
NIKOLAIWaking up with Lia sprawled on top of me sends an unfamiliar warmth through my chest, spreading like fire beneath my skin. For the next few minutes, I stare blankly at the ceiling trying to process the bizarre sense of peace I feel wrapped in her presence. I should wake her up, but the rhythmic rise and fall of her soft snores against me, knowing how much she struggles with sleep, holds me back.So, I just stare into the space while trying to ignore the sensation of her body pressing into mine. The way her warmth sinks deep into my bones makes my skin tingle as if every nerve is exposed.My gaze lowers to her face just as her eyelids flutter open. When her sleepy eyes meet mine, she smiles, a set of white teeth gleaming at me. "This is the best dream ever," she murmurs before shutting her eyes back and burying her face deeper into my chest with a contented groan. If only she knew how real this was. I can already imagine how flustered she'll be once she realizes. "You smell
NIKOLAIOn getting indoor, Kate creeps behind Lia, making her jump. This isn't the first, second or third time Lia had told Kate not to do that, but she never listens. Frankly, she never listens to Lia at all. Creeping behind Lia is something that scares the living daylight out of her, but Kate doesn't care.Lia stops, a cold glare turning towards Kate. "Do that again, and you’re getting fired." The surprise on I and Kate's face mirrors each other. Lia has never been assertive about what she doesn't want so I'm slightly proud of her for this progress. It's okay to be friendly, and assertive at the same time. "I'm sorry ma'am." Kate bows her head curtly. The rest of walk to the elevator continues in total silence. On getting to the elevator, we walk in, and just as the doors are about to close, a foot wedges in, forcing them open.The face I see next is enough to sour my mood for the whole day. Lia's step brother. Lia shares the same sentiment with me because of how she rolls her
NIKOLAIThe phone trembles in my hand, and I clench it so hard my knuckles ache as I fight the urge to hurl it across the room. My pulse drums loud and fast in my ears, each beat stoking the frustration, the doubt, and the guilt.Yes, I’m going to tell Lia I’m quitting. But not tonight. Not after everything that has happened. And not because I care about her more than Hannah.Screw Xander for even saying that. Screw him for daring to throw that accusation in my face. As if everything I’ve done, and every decision I’ve made haven’t been for my sister. Every damn sacrifice, how I live my life has been for my sister’s sake. Every time I think of doing something, the first thing that crosses my mind is how it’ll impact her.Everything has been heavily influenced by my sister—.Right. That isn’t entirely true. I have made a decision solely for me before. Just once I made a decision, and I didn’t think about my sister, but my selfish self. Accepting the job from Lia was the only time I wasn
NIKOLAISigning the contract with Lia was a selfish decision. I knew from the start that the pay wouldn’t cover my sister’s hospital bills, but I still went for the job. Now I’m paying the price for that decision.For the past one week, I’ve taken on some of the most dangerous jobs I’ve ever accepted. The kind of jobs that put me inches away from death. Jobs that used to give me a thrill and make me feel alive in some twisted way. But now, I can’t say the same anymore. Because the thrill no longer fuels me, rather it unsettles me. Every time I’m on the edge of life and death, I find myself hesitating. The adrenaline I used to love now feels more like a sick twist in my gut and it makes me want to turn and run, to protect myself.My sister makes me feel fearless. For her I’m ready to face anything, come hell, or high water. But it’s different when it comes to Lia. She makes me want to back down and avoid risks. Because every time I think about facing something that could end me, there’s
LIAPanic kicks in, pressing me forward until I burst into the kitchen. Relief washes over me as I see him, right there.Nikolai’s changed out of his soaked clothes, though his hair still glistens with drops of water, the dark strands occasionally sending a bead sliding down his neck. He's wearing those low-rise pants that hug his hips, and a fitted tee stretched over his frame, showing just enough… no. I shake my head and dart my eyes away. This isn’t the time to be ogling him; I’m here to confront him.When I shift my gaze back towards him, he’s looking at me over his shoulder, and the tiniest smile pulls at his lips before he looks away, or not… I’m just imagining things. Nikolai isn’t smiling at me.“Feel better?” His voice pulls me back to the moment as he turns fully, his eyes skimming over me with that subtle, unreadable appraisal.“Yes,” I answer and sneezes immediately, disproving my answer.“Clearly not.” He stops right in front of me, holding out a steaming cup. The space
LIAThe words I’ve kept buried seem to boil up inside of me. Words of hurt, longing, heartache that has twisted itself deep, when even I can barely reach it. I want to scream at him. I want to demand answers, force him to tell me why he disappeared, why he left me here to be mad with worry, clawing through days that stretched endlessly without him.But as he stands there, with softened face and eyes weighed with something unsaid, looking at me like he hasn’t shattered my world, like he hasn’t been gone for a week without a trace, like I wasn’t shell of myself because of his absence, like I haven’t been teetering on the edge, the words slip away. Every line I rehearsed in the mirror all vanish. My voice fades under the weight of his gaze and his silence.Tears spill over before I can stop them, mingling with the rain that lashes down, soaking me to the bone. The chill seeps into my skin, but the burn of his stare holds me still, locked in place.The world feels muffled, just the sound
LIAGetting ready for work doesn’t take long, and in no time, I’m pulling into the parking lot of ROQ.Kate is already at the entrance with her attention laser-focused on the tablet in her hand until she spots me. She and I have met in the middle ground and have agreed that she won’t jump in step beside and scare the living daylights out of me, she stays in my line of sight.As I approach, her eyes shift past me, darting through the lot. She doesn’t have to tell me who she’s looking for. I feel the same, though I doubt it runs deep for herFinally, her gaze snaps back to me, and with a quiet nod, she says, “Good morning, ma’am.”I nod in acknowledgment, too weighed down to respond.“Have you been able to reach him?” she asks. I shake my head, trying to hide how much I’m affected by Nikolai’s absence. But Kate’s eyes narrow, noticing more than I wish she would.“I wonder where Grumpy is.”I halt abruptly in my steps, making Kate tilt her head slightly toward me. “Is something wrong?”
LIAI haven’t heard from Nikolai in a week, and it feels like my world’s been stuck on pause. Scratch that—life hasn’t just paused. It’s slowed to a dull, gray crawl.The day he disappeared, I sensed something was wrong. I tried to get through to him every way I knew how. I called him more times than I can count, sent message after message. Eventually, his line stopped going through, so I left voicemails, each one more desperate than the last. But I got nothing. Not a single reply.Even though my project has been moving faster, and my week has been busier than ever, Nikolai is still there, at the back of my mind. He’s everywhere I look, his presence in every corner of my apartment.I water his flowers religiously, telling myself he’ll be back. After all, our contract still has four months left. Nikolai is responsible—he’d never just leave without finishing what he started. Yet, with each day that passes, I’ve been forced to make up new excuses for why he hasn’t called, why he hasn’t c
NIKOLAI“I don’t repeat myself,” I groan out.She lowers the can and wipe her mouth with the back of her hand, her expression unbothered. “I’m waiting until Hannah wakes up. I want to see her.”“You won’t be seeing her when she wakes up. Leave.” My voice is flat, final. But Blake, as always, presses on.“And why’s that?” She tosses the empty can into a nearby bin with a loud clatter and crosses her arms.“Because I said so.”She coughs out a rough scoff. “It’s been ages since I saw her. I miss her. So, I’m seeing her whether you like it or not.” “And then leave again?” My voice comes out as a bitter hiss, laced with disdain. I shake my head slowly. “I’m not putting Hannah that emotional stress again.” The thought of watching her disappointment is unbearable; having to explain, once more, why one of her favorite people is walking away with no real reason. There’s a reason it’s only me and Xander in her life now.Blake’s jaw clenches. “Don’t act like I left by choice. I had no other op
NIKOLAII don’t how I managed to ride my bike from the apartment to the hospital, but I did. In a blur of speeding through intersections, narrowly missing cars, and racing against dread. But somehow, I’m here, breathless and disheveled as I burst through the sliding doors of the hospital. The sterile smell of antiseptics stings my nostrils, but I barely register it, the frantic drumming in my chest drowning everything.A flash of someone in scrubs brushing past me jolts me back into the moment, and I nearly collide with him. "Watch it!” I snap, already halfway down the corridor, not waiting to hear his indignant mutter behind me.The air grows thick as I approach Hannah’s room, every step heavier than the last. My heart is pounding, and as I reach for the door handle, the simple act of pushing it open feels like an eternity.Nausea rolls over me when I’m greeted with eerie emptiness and no sign of Hannah. No. No. This can’t be happening. This can’t fucking be real. Hannah can’t be—n
NIKOLAI“What’s it?” I say with a raised brow.“Did… I do something wrong?” Her voice is quiet, her fingers fidgeting at her side.“No.”She swallows hard and her throat bobs.“Then why?”“Why what?”“Why have you been acting strange?” each word drops slowly, almost as if she’s afraid of what my answer might be. “Like I did something to piss you off.”I almost scoff. Lia couldn’t piss me off even if she tried, but I’m not about to say that to her face.“You didn’t piss me off,” I say simply, folding my arms.Her gaze drops for a moment before she meets my eyes again, her expression tinged with worry. “I... I know I did some embarrassing things yesterday. One thing in particular that’s probably pissed you off.”My brow furrows. I can’t think of anything Lia could have done to irritate me when she was drunk, but now that she mentioned it, I’m curious. “Which is?"She draws in a shaky breath and squeezes her eyes shut briefly as the words tumble out. “I’m sorry for... for asking you to h