Ashley
She took a deep breath before entering the building. The same place where Michael used to work. The memories of Michael felt like a burning arrow piercing through her heart. However, she promptly shoved her past away to the farthest and darkest corner of her mind and focused on what was before her.She was grateful to Daniel for rescuing her from her intoxicated marriage but still, she couldn’t bring herself to meet him at his place. The thought of seeing him alone at his place frightened her. The memories of him coming on her were still intact in her head. And that is why she was intent on meeting him at his office.“I want to meet Mr. Daniel Smith,” she told the receptionist who gave her a puzzled look after checking out her attire that looked far from formal. “Do you have an appointment?” she asked in her soft tone, quickly overcoming her confusion.Ashley’s eyebrow joined together. “UmmNINE MONTHS LATERAshleyThe sun had been just up and was still unfurling its wings when her alarm went off. Ashley groggily shot her hand out of the duvet and pressed the stop button. She rubbed the lingering sleep off her eyes and pulled herself into a sitting position. A new day had started. Ashley was a morning person who liked drinking coffee while basking in the soft warmth of the sun in the early hours of the morning. She stretched to shake lethargy off her body and stood up. She was all set to start her day.Her lips tugged into a smile when her orbs caught sun rays dancing on her window. She pulled the drapes and unlocked the window to let the warm beams filter in.After finishing her morning ritual she headed towards the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. It had become a routine now. Her morning began with a cup of coffee and some time spent alone lounging in the backyard. After finishing her coffee she would
DanielThe opening of the door diverted his attention from the cooking video he had been watching on his phone to Steve who strode in the room with a voctorious smile. He handed him a file.“Dawsons have agreed to the conditions,” he remarked while flopping into the chair across from him.“Good. Finalize the deal then,” Daniel locked his phone and flipped through the file.Steve hummed.For a minute both of them said nothing. Daniel looked up through his eyelashes and found Steve staring at him.“Out with it, Steve,” he huffed while leafing through the pages.Steve straightened himself “The accountant told me that you have been taking extra interest in the upkeep of a particular orphanage at Springdales for the last nine months,” he stated suspiciously.Daniel ignored his curious gaze and inwardly groaned at the accountant who out of all people chose Steve to talk to abou
DANIELDo you know what is the worst feeling out there? It is regret! Because It never leaves you. It surreptitiously but effectively keeps hollowing you out from the inside destructing your confidence and belief in the process. It doesn't feel like a sudden sharp stab but feels as if someone is slashing your heart piece by piece. You know what is the worse thing about it? you can't point fingers at others for feeling like this because Regret breeds from your own actions. It leaves you vulnerable and helpless. And what makes it even more dangerous is the fact that there is no salvation from it. No way out. IT STAYS FOREVER. Forever at your service to crumple your soul like a piece of paper.Regret was among many emotions he got struck by when Daniel peeped in through the glass window. The sight of her lying almost lifeless on the bed was too heart-shredding to bear. He whipped his face to the side and stepped away. The sharp pain searing his inside inten
AshleyHow could she have forgotten those eyes. Those enigmatic green eyes, that held the power of drawing her in and scaring her away at the same time. A mystery that she itched to unravel but was too afraid to get close to. Something in her was always tempted to measure the depth of these oceans but was also afraid of drowning in them. Regardless of the time passed, these distinctive orbs still haunted her dream and invaded her thoughts. So many times they had flashed before her unannounced. So many times she had found herself comparing other people's green orbs with his. How could she have forgotten those gems?The world had stopped spinning as her eyes focused on his green ones. What unnerved her, even more, was that those intimidating orbs were trained on her. She didn't need to hear his voice or see his face to confirm. She knew it was him. Daniel Smith. With the realization came some questions. What is he doing here? What is she doing here?
DANIELHis heart clenched painfully when an achromic drop of tear trickled from her misty eyes. His eyes followed the tear trailing down her cheek and leaping off her jawline. She sounded so confused and scared. She didn't even need to tell what she must have gone through as her injuries explained the ordeal just fine. But what about the psychological pain?"Do you know who was he?" he asked trying not to sound pushy."No. He broke into my house in the early morning. I struggled to get away from him but he whisked out a gun and said someone has paid him to get me," she reminisced. Pain crossed her feature.Daniel pulled his brow together in confusion."Did he tell you who was the person who paid him?" he asked in his interrogative tone."No," she simply stated while locking her gaze with the bedsheet.He already knew what she told him. There was someone after her. Maybe Michael as he has been set free. But why did he pay so
ASHLEYHer groggy eyes snapped open to be met byaboundless ocean of darkness. Confused, she whipped her head around to catch a single shred of light but in vain. There wasn't a single ounce of light penetrating through the pitch-black surrounding that had engulfed her. Trepidation seeped into her veins sending her heart racing. She tried to get up from the chair she was sitting in. However, her movements got restricted causing a realization to strike her like lightning. She has been tied down with the chair. A skin-chaffing rope snaking around her waist and wrists. Her eyes widened in shock and her mind turned numb. As if on autopilot, her body began thrashing violently to get free from the bound.Sweat broke across her forehead and tears rolled down her cheek as she heard the sound of footsteps coming closer. "You really thought you can escape me," a menacing voice reached her causing hair to spike on the back of her n
AshleyHow did it happen? She couldn't help but ask herself this question every time Daniel came in front of her. She was perplexed. Utterly confused by her own feelings. She still couldn't understand why she isn't afraid of him as she used to be nine months ago? Why she wasn't finding his cold eyes and intimidating aura as terrifying as she used to find all those months ago.People say time changes everything. So, had the time changed her feelings? Her opinion about him? If yes, then why the mere mention of Michael's name still manages to strike terror in her heart? Why the time seemed to have no effect on her fear for him? Why was she still afraid of Michael but not Daniel? They both were driven by their mal intentions. They both harmed her. Harmed her?....No, Michael harmed her but Daniel.....he tried to harm her but he didn't. In fact, he went to great lengths to ensure her safety. If it weren't for him, she still would have been burning in
AshleyThe days followed by the "note incident" flew by in peace. No further threats were received. But that didn't mean she was not afraid anymore. The threatening words of the note were etched painfully in her memory that kept repeating themselves again and again in her head. Daniel didn't tell her much and his guarded expression revealed nothing, but she knew better. Ashley was suspicious that Michael was not alone in it. There was someone aiding him.She wanted to ask Daniel but she hadn't seen much of him since that day. Like a true workaholic, Daniel was always out of the house coming back only late at the night to leave again early the next morning. One silver lining was that Ashley had recovered to a great extent. She was able to walk on her own now. However, running was still out of question.That night she asked Dayna not to prepare her dinner as she wanted to make it by herself. It had been days since she had made something and her hands were itching to coo