Desmond Anderson sat on his office chair as he looked over some files when a knock came over his door. "Yes, come in please," he answered politely and the door opened to reveal a young woman in her late twenties.
She went to sit before him with a gentle smile.
Faith sat silently in the car which was parked in the garage of the Chinese restaurant she had taken her boss to and watched as he shook hands with his dinner date who she found attractive and well dressed as she smiled heartily at Desmond.The woman's face became sad when Desmond's mouth began to dance out some words which she could not hear from where she was.&n
The following morning, Faith sashayed to the doorstep of her boss' room. She knocked gently and waited for his reply. When she heard nothing, she gave the knock another trial before she barged in when no response was given to her.She heaved a sigh of relief when she sighted her boss still sleeping. She had become worried when he had made no response to her knocks which was unusual for him. No matter how
"How are you feeling now?" Kate asked, sitting beside Desmond on the bed."A lot better. Thank you, ma," Desmond appreciated as he sat up on the bed. He checked his watch and it was past five in the evening. He had really slept for way too long. He looked around the room and found the young girl. "Where is Faith?" he asked at the same time that Kate asked about his headache.
"Sir, I am sorry. I did not realize I was wearing this until…" sheshe was explaining."It's okay. I - I am just surprised that you're still awake at this time," he said with a craving smile. He could feel himself sweating beneath his night robe as he used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. But the truth was he wanted to gather her in his arms and….
He tentatively kissed the corner of her lips and let his lips lingered a while longer before pulling away. "Honey, this is Rachael. My ex-wife," he introduced.
Faith brought out her phone and dialed Eunice's number. She should tell her how things were going with her. Eunice picked up on second ring."Hello," Eunice said.
Faith was cooking in his kitchen the following morning after she had finished at her quarter. Desmond had told her he was not going out that day for them to just stay at home and rest.Desmond descended the stairs moments later and into the kitchen,dressed in a lazy outfit of a three quarter and an armless top to fit.
Faith sat before her mother in their house at exactly 4:30pm. She faced her mother and exchanged pleasantries with her. "Where is Amirah?" she asked when she noticed she had not heard the voice of the girl.
"What! They were lovers? Are you kidding?" Faith exclaimed as she set down a cup of coffee on the table for Desmond. He had just told her what she could have never imagined in her wildest dreams. How could her best friend and his best friend be lovers? Well, they used to be. But no one told her. Eunice never mentioned that, but she remembered her sulking over an ex that she didn't know and her friend didn't want to talk to her about it. But to imagine that to be Adamson? Wow! She remembered when they had gone to his birthday party. She had asked Eunice if she knew the celebrant, but she had said Adamson was her friend's boss. Desmond nodded. "I'm not kidding." "Oh, my God! When did you know? And why didn't you tell me?"
"I do, Desmond. And yes, I said so, but I was only trying to come up with excuses not to love you because you don't love. You stopped loving. I didn't plan on falling in love with you. I didn't want to get hurt. It just happened. And I'm sorry. I am sorry for everything."In less than a second, he was hugging her. Oddly, he felt relieved as he did so. He sighed as he noticed her leaning into him. It was as if she needed that and was waiting for him to do so. "You don't have to be sorry. Look at me," he said and put her at arm's length.She locked eyes with him. His eyes were searching hers as if there was something he was looking for. And he seemed so sad and happy at the same time."I love you, Faith. Everything is all complicated but that is how I feel. When you subm
Faith and her best friend were giving the dance their best and doing perfectly well in relieving their stress. Faith could feel her burdens eased a little. Maybe if she danced a few more times, everything would be fine.Her eyes strayed to the corner of the club and back at her friend, but she suddenly stopped dancing and looked back at the place her eyes had strayed to earlier. She had seen someone so familiar. Extremely familiar."Desmond?" She said as she watched the person turned his back to her and walked away and against her will, she followed the man.Not wanting to lose the person and to make sure he was the one, she followed behind hurriedly. She hid behind a wall and peeped at the man as he stopped and started talking to a lady. He glanced her way
Faith became agaped at the sight of where her friend brought her. "A club?" She laughed.Eunice nodded. "Yeah. You should get rid of your stress. There's a lot you can do here. And who knows ? You might actually find the one here."Faith smiled. She didn't believe that. Her friend should know that. Yeah, she believed she could find love anywhere. But clubs? Nah. And besides, finding love wasn't on her to-do list.Judging from her expression, Eunice knew what she was thinking, so she said, "Well, you never know what could happen. Shall we go in?"As they walked along the pathway, Faith recognized the place and smiled. "I've been here a few times."
The client looked confused for a moment, not understanding what he meant. "I don't under—""Oh, sorry about that. I'm listening to you. You can continue," he said, giving a deep sigh, but it seemed the man had already gotten angry with the way he sprang from his seat."How can I continue when you don't even believe it to be my story? What would I gain from telling you another story and waiting in line for my appointment? What would I gain from wasting money —""I am really sorry, sir. Please, have your seat." Desmond did not know what else to say. He did not even feel like counseling anyone that day. His day had been ruined already."I am out of here," the man said and left his office angrily. 
"Sir, I can explain what you heard why I said that. I really didn't mean it. I was just on the phone with my friend and – and.. I don't even know. Allow me to explain, please," she pleaded.Her boss could only smile. There was no need for to explain nor were there any reason to deny meaning it. It did not mean anything. He knew what to do. "I will give what you want." He walked back to his swivel chair and sat. He saw an envelope on his desk and opened, wondering what it was about.It was her resignation letter. When did she put that on his desk? Probably when she came in first to drop his briefcase. He raised it up for her to see. "I will approve this. Just one last thing, thank you so much for your hard work and for putting up with my attitude. Most especially, I really appreciate you for making me open up m
"You're going to resign?" Desmond asked before smiling. He looked at Faith, hoping to see any sign of sarcasm in her expression but he found none. "Aren't you joking?"Faith shook her head. "No, sir. I can not joke about such a thing. I am serious, sir," Faith said.Her boss sighed. What was he going to do? Yes, he was mad at her for what she did. For what she heard her say, but he was not expecting what he had just heard. He had never expected a resignation. Well, he knew she was going to quit the job one day, but he did not expect it to be so soon.Why was she resigning, though? Was something wrong? Has she gotten herself a new job? He did not know the exact thing to choose as her reason for wanting to resign.
Faith woke up earlier than usual. It was more like she had no sleep at all. No matter how much she tried and rolled on the bed she found very comfortable, she could not bring herself to have a peaceful sleep without tearing up. She just wished she could lace her fingers on the exact thing that was happening to her, but too bad. She could not.She got dressed and when it was time to go to her boss, she hesitated. She did not want to go there just to get her day more ruined. It was bad enough. But did she have a choice? She heaved a long sigh and started walking into the main house. Very soon, she would be free. She would be dropping her resignation letter very soon and would be liberated from him and the pains he had been giving her.She decided to finally let everything go. She decided to forget him and move o
"Hi. You're back," Faith asked as she entered the main building and sighted her boss sitting on one of the chairs with his head in his hands.He could only nod as a reply. How could she be jovial after uttering those words about him? He could have never been more disappointed."Are you okay?"He nodded in his palms again.Faith became worried. What was going on? She walked closer and went to sit beside him. It was obvious that he was down. He did not even look up at her. She tried to touch his shoulder but refrained in t