After so much time with someone, realizing that you are alone gives you a strange feeling of emptiness. Cassie's words echoed wildly in my mind, and as much as they hurt, knowing that there was truth in what I had been told was uncomfortable. I had done the right thing, but the slight relief on my shoulders was no greater than the weight of the great emotional burden of our discussion.
I started the car in the direction of my house feeling like a nervous wreck.
However, I also felt that a part of me was relieved.
Helena's POV
Too much lighting.
Too little comfort.
I closed my eyes in the brightness and felt a weight
We left his apartment and went downstairs, but not before Vicenzo stopped me every five seconds to kiss me or make some funny remark. We made our way to the exit, where I quickly grimaced as I saw his motorcycle on the street. Here we go again. "I can still make you lose your fear of my little beauty.""I'm not too sure about that." I spoke uncertainly, putting on my helmet and gripping his waist tightly, suppressing a silly little scream the moment I felt the speed of the bike bounce off my body. I stayed that way the whole way, sighing with relief when Vicenzo stopped the bike in front of the condominium. I took off my helmet and handed it to the singer, who had also taken off his as he got off the bike to help me do the same. "Thanks for last night, I loved it," I smiled half-heartedly. "And thanks for driving me home.""I appreciate it. " he winked. "I'm always available." He moved closer and glued his lips to mine, initiating a kiss that lasted a few seconds. I smiled again an
"No, no, Carter. I was just saying hello to Helena. " Bryan said, flashing me a skewed smile. I didn't reciprocate. On the contrary, I remained serious. John held his attention on me and analyzed me minutely, as if trying to prove his friend's claim. I said nothing, just started walking towards the exit of the suffocating room.As soon as I passed in front of the two of them, John gently touched my arm, an act that made me stop halfway. "Everything okay?" He questioned, almost making me melt due to his approach to talk to me to make sure things were under control, after all, he knew the friend he had. "Yes... " My voice came out a little shaky. "I just came to get this bottle for Judith." I replied, lifting the wine that was in my hands. Bryan was just watching the whole thing with his arms crossed and his face angry. Asshole. John nodded slowly, his eyes lingering on mine for a few more seconds, until he pulled away. I smiled weakly at him and resumed my steps without looking
John's POVI sat down on the bar stool next to Bryan and looked at him with an arched eyebrow, wondering about the mood between him and Helena. I knew him well enough and had witnessed scenes of him and his childish pranks directed at her, which I did not like. My friend stared back at me and returned the dubious expression, laughing disdainfully when he noticed my serious expression."What? Are you going to fight me for being around your protégé?" He asked sarcastically and I didn't change my expression."That depends. Have you done something to make me take such action?" I retorted with a cutting tone of voice and he frowned."Careful, Carter. With that reaction yo
At that moment I felt relieved. Hours had passed since I had left Mr. Feldmann's house and I still hadn't received a single strange phone call. The notes I had been given would be of paramount importance, I was elated and happy that everything was falling into place. If Sandro Averbuck collaborated with us, it would be the icing on the cake. My cell phone beeped and I picked it up, seeing Cassie's name flash on the screen. I rubbed my face in a sign of fatigue and heard my office door open, revealing an imposing Lord Carter, who stared at me expressionlessly."I need the report on the Lee Feldmann case.""Okay. When?""Yesterday." He said dryly and I nodded, gathering some papers on the table. I noticed that the man was still watching me and I stopped
Helena's POVDistantly, I stared at the door of the store that John had recently left."That was almost like a scene from one of those boring fucking romantic comedies. "Vicenzo said suddenly, making me wake up and look at him in doubt. "What exactly are you talking about? "About you and the fancy playboy. "He replied boredly, and I blinked several times, lost in his recent realization. "Who is it? You look at him like he's going to install world peace." What? NO!" I said exasperated, receiving a wry look from my colleague. I pulled myself together, totally unfazed. "He's just the son of my mom's bosses and we talk sometimes. No big deal.""No big deal. Come on, Helena! You're a terrible disguise." Vicenzo laughed as if I were the funniest joke in the universe, and I continued to stand there staring at him, arms crossed and bewildered. "I knew there was something very strange going on in that little heart of yours that you haven't fallen in love with me yet. My classmate noted and
After arriving home and taking a relaxing shower, I sat down in front of my bedroom window with a cup of tea in hand, staring at the vast lawn ahead. Night fell and with it the temperature. The weather had closed in, showing that a storm would be here soon. I took a sip of tea and frowned when I heard a knock on the door. My mother was already in her room, so who could it be? I got up and made my way to the entrance of the house, surprising myself by bumping into a distressed John right in front of me. "Sorry to knock here at this hour, Helena, but have you seen Benedict? " He let out at once and I denied it with my head, really finding it strange that I hadn't seen him today. "No, I haven't seen him. He's not inside the house?" "No, I've looked everywhere. I don't know where else to look.", He spoke apprehensively, running his hand through his hair worriedly.Benedict had never done this, he always came excitedly to meet me or John the moment he saw us, which made me strange this
Two hours walking.Three hours walking. Time went by and my voice was already hoarse from shouting Bento's name together with John, but to no avail. A heavy drizzle began to fall and the temperature must have dropped five degrees, because the coat I was wearing was no longer enough to soften the contact of the icy breeze with my body. Near me, a distraught John rubbed his face, muttering a "damn", venting some of his frustration. I wanted to calm him down, however, I found myself not much different. My hands were shaking and I knew very well that it wasn't due to the cold, but to the fear that something had happened to my everyday companion. Suddenly, I felt my eyes burning. I couldn't cry, after all, that would only make John even more desperate, but I couldn't help it. A tear ran down my icy face and I wiped it away quickly, a move that will not go unnoticed by Carter , who glared at me. I hugged my body in an attempt to warm myself and kept walking, taking a small step the instant
The sweaters no longer made any difference, but the adrenaline was such that I couldn't feel the cold. I ignored the sneezing session that came out of me just as I ignored Carter's incisive looks. Looks that screamed "I told you so". We walked carefully through the underbrush, our eyes studying the whole place with the help of the flashlight. I had no idea what time it was, nor how I would wake up early the next day, but finding the German Shepherd was the only thing that mattered to me. "BENTO?! "John shouted. I stopped next to him watching intently for any movement that might arise, narrowing my eyes as I noticed something lying further ahead."John, shine the light over there," I asked, pointing at said thing. He obeyed, and I almost cried with relief as I came face to face with Benedict lying under a bush. The dog was sulking, his ears low and his muzzle resting on his front paws showed that something was not right. We ran over to him and John ducked down in front of the dog, wh