Aster~I was preparing to head downstairs, tying my hair in a ponytail. I became pretty hungry. I've been camping in my room since the morning, and I've only had coffee and chips.Suddenly, my gaze was pulled to the shattered glass outside Adagio's room. My curiosity began to grow, but I was hesitant to investigate because I was never permitted into his office or room.After pondering whether or not to enter, I decided to have a quick peek at it. As I got closer to his room, my heart rate changed. I was eager, but there was also some anxiety. I was hit with a strong alcohol smell, making my nose scrunch bitterly. I pushed the slightly opened door, letting the lights pass through into the dark room. My eyes widened, and I clasped my mouth to cover my gasp. I pushed the door wide open to see everything wrecked and shattered on the floor. The room was messy, which was very unlike him. I carefully stepped in, moved around, and turned on the lights. I let out a quiet gasp when I saw Adagi
Aster~I can't stand him! How difficult can it be, to be honest? I walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I am preparing dinner, and he is eating it whether or not he enjoys it.As thoughts raced through my mind, I realized that my anger washed away before I knew it, but only when it came to Adagio. I made up my mind to ask him about his troubles because I know I can't rest without being a part of the solutions to his problems. I realize that I can't make things okay; perhaps I could at least try to make it feel like it is. Dinner was ready, and I was on my way to call Adagio from his study. Contract or not, since the day I was married to him, I have always wanted to give all the love and care that a wife has to offer, even when it meant I would receive nothing but coldness and pain. Though I break out in anger, I find it difficult to give up on him. Ever since I started trying to find him, I have been on the edge of losing myself to him. I do not know when it will be until I fall
Adagio~I haven't finished my work yet, and it is already midnight. It has been stressing me out more than ever because of the home and work chaos. It's as though I sleep with Aster every night since she won't sleep without me.Not that I care, but it's annoying to go home and see that face of hers the moment I enter. She is always around, taking care of me, which I clearly didn't ask for. I got up to leave. I took my bag and coat, and suddenly I heard a knock. I wondered who it would be at this hour. Mostly everyone has left. A part of me assumed it was Aster, but then, to my surprise, the door opened, revealing my brother. What on earth is he doing here? "What do you want?" I asked. He blinked in disappointment. I do not wish to greet him or see his face right now. "Have you slept with Aster?" He asked with a shaky breath, his eyes so much more than fear. "You came all the way to my office to ask that?" I asked him uninterestingly and in shock due to his stupidity. "Did you?" He
Aster~I stood in front of his door, waiting for it to open. I was there with many thoughts in my head, and they had been there for a long time. Arlo, where was he for three months, and then he reappeared after my wedding?He does not even live with his family anymore. I just jerked out of my thoughts when the door opened, allowing the light to hit my face. I squinted and saw Arlo standing with a crimson face and tangled hair, a blanket covering him. He hardly kept his eyes open.I moved quickly and grabbed his hands in case he lost his balance. The interior design was nice, but his place was a mess. Empty cups and takeaways are everywhere. I looked around and saw the living room, which wasn't too far from the door."Hold me," I said to him, offering my support. I locked the door behind us and led him to the sofa.He sighed with delight as his body hit the sofa. I looked around to see the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen to see drugs, fruits, full trash, and unclean dishes. I sighed
Writer's povAster was in her own little world, preparing lunch for her darling hubby. She is working so hard to make things okay with Adagio. Arlo, on the other hand, was making every attempt to make up with her.Aster found herself in the midst, of giving up but not losing hope. If it weren't for hiding secrets, it could be less of a burden for everyone. Isn't that only going to worsen the crushed and buried problems? Aster has always been an enjoyable and selfless person. No matter how many times people crush and break her, she wishes them the best.Right now, she wants Adagio to be happy and carefree. Take him back to when he was at peace and didn't need something to drown his sorrows. If he ever needed anything to help him forget his troubles, she wished it would be her.James, her driver, was on leave today, so she was preparing to drop over his lunch by herself.***She smiled at the employees, who greeted her with respect but mostly out of dread, not for their jobs but for thei
Adagio~Yesterday's incident is still running through my mind. All of my outburst of anger, or should I say some kind of panic attack that consumes when this fear of losing takes over?At that point I stand with a blurry vision of the future; it feels so lost and hopeless. I know what it took to sit here with power and authority. The thought of it vanishing from my hands sends this undeniable frustration and anxity. After all, it was the only thing that was putting the breath in me. What drives me crazy is that Aster walked into my office like she owned all the rights that possibly exist over me. No one ever dared to cross my office; the sound of breaking and wrecking would scare them away. I was convinced that she only stepped in without being aware of the damage I could cause. I hate how she coolly controlled my one hell of a mood. I am in denial; I cannot accept the fact how the sight of her, the sound of her voice, and the warmth of her touch made me feel. It was as though a sud
Aster~At this point, is it even worth helping Adagio? Never seen a man more adamant than him. It's almost impossible change his mind. I always believe deep conversation can open minds, but Adagio just won't let me speak. He always says something to cut me off or to make me dumbfounded. All these rantings and complaints about him push me to the edge of giving up on him. But deep down, I know Adagio has faced things that his heart is covered with metal. Not just any metal; it's something that does not give into, care, love, worry, or any kind of affection. Having thoughts line up in my head while I was just sitting passing away my time, not knowing what to do. I have done everything I could possibly do in this house, and no one can continuously do the same activities over and over again. Adagio never permits me to go out alone. If at all I want to go anywhere, I have to take James with me, and that's annoying having someone follow your every move; it's also suffocating. I heaved a h
Aster~Adagio's assistant escorted me to my temporary office cabin. I sat down with a sigh of relief, thinking of ways to win back Mr. Godwin.This time, I needed to ensure everything went smoothly, without any setbacks. Perhaps this could be my chance to get closer to Adagio. If I secured this deal, maybe Adagio would start to warm up to me.With this thought, my motivation surged, and I was determined to present this project in the best way possible. I quickly scoured the internet for new, rare, and unique marketing strategies.Not only did I need a fresh approach, but I also needed a compelling idea to persuade Mr. Godwin. "Hmm," I murmured to myself, leaning back in my chair as I contemplated.I rushed to Adagio's office, confident in the idea I believed could bring Mr. Godwin back to our side. I knocked on the door and walked in, once again met by the cold air."That was faster than I expected," he smirked, straightening his posture as he prepared to listen."Well, that's why you