The first agenda for the day was the boardroom after Ivan and Skylar's little escapade in the office, and she had already organized the reports for the meeting, which made everything go smoothly as usual. With the board satisfied after a roundup of the meeting exactly one hour later, they moved on to the next task of the day, which was a roundtable discussion with the heads of each department. As each department lead gave their report, she took diligent notes, and provided documents for the projected budget while grinning and chuckling endlessly at their shared sense of humor. By the time they returned to the office, Ivan proceeded to complete his schedule for the day, as well as some impromptu virtual meetings that kept him busy till the end of the day. After spending a few minutes after her work hours ended with Kali at the café, Skylar returned to the office while sitting restlessly, awaiting Ivan to be done with his work for the day so that he might tell her what he wanted of
“Did you tell your mom about me?” he asked her again, his voice laced with curiosity and bewilderment. Skylar turned her face in his direction, her eyes sparkling with mischief, as her lips curled into a playful smile, “Why? Are you worried about what I said?” she teased him, as she mumbled on the sandwich she had with her. They had stopped by at a café since it was too late to eat something heavy, and Ivan had bought so much food without thinking too much, knowing that she would be hungry already. Still, he was so curious to know and had to ask her again, when she playfully ignored him the first time. He rolled his eyes almost unnoticeably because she seemed to be amused by how concerned he was, as he tried to lean back in the car seat and drive more comfortably, “I just wanted to know what you might have said to make her ask you something about him,” he cleared his throat again. A small, cute, and carefree laughter that always made his heart skip a beat escaped Skylar, whose
Ivan’s fingers tapped idly on the armrest of the sleek, modern massage chair in his private lounge, as he adjusted his position and pressed some buttons to relax his nerves as soon as he got back home. He had been contemplating if he should call Skylar and ask if she was still asleep, or busy with something, when a video call from another person went through and connected, as the familiar face of his friend appeared, albeit slightly pixelated due to the patchy signal.“Hey,” Leo greeted him with a tired smile as he leaned back in his chair with the signs of exhaustion evident in his eyes. “You look like hell, man. Rough week?” Ivan teased with a smirk, twisting his lips up, as he brought the camera closer to himself to look at his face properly. A weary sigh escaped Leo's lips, as he rubbed his left hand over his face, as if to brighten up the dullness of it, “You have no idea. I am so sorry I didn’t catch you before I left, and that I have not been back as I planned too. Schedul
The next day at work, during her break period when Ivan was busy with a meeting, Skylar in no time ran down to the café to meet Kali, who seemed to be so busy because of the rush hour from the employees break at that particular hour. She joined her in serving even if Kali insisted that she should not, and the two were able to get the work done faster, and finally take a break for a few minutes after the break ended. That was when Skylar was able to tell her the most annoying issue going through her mind with a frown on her face while stirring her coffee absentmindedly, her voice laced with frustration, confusion, and sadness.“I just don't understand it, Kali,” Skylar began with a heavy sigh, after pondering endlessly, “Ever since my friend, Amelia found out I like Mr. Hamilton, she has been different. Something like anger and bitterness. I get that she doesn't really like him, but it is like she is using every opportunity to throw subtle jabs at me. I can’t even talk about my work
The rain came down hard in the city shortly after Skylar left the bowling alley to the hospital, and on her way back, realized that she didn't even wish to go home because of the confusion that was deeply engraved in her mind about Amelia. She still felt so terrible for lashing out at Kali, who had given her advice not out of her own will, but because she asked for it, and calling her to apologize at that moment was not even an option, because she would be unable to pick up while working at the bar. It suddenly felt like she was lonely with no one to call and no one by her side. She stopped by the side of a street food stand at a busy night street that somewhat led to her house, and bought her favorite street food, before suddenly making up her mind to go and see Ivan that moment. However, it had begun to rain cats and dogs on her way to his house, and she was thoroughly drenched by the time she made her way into the gate and ran from the gate to where the main mansion was. For
Skylar’s feet felt so draggy and wobbly as she made her way towards the café, her heart heavy with so much guilt and fear about what Kali's reaction towards her would be if she appeared before her. She spent the late hours of the night drawing the perfect image of what she wanted her jewelry piece to look like, and barely slept even when Ivan tried to get her to. As soon as she was back from the on-site schedule for the day with Ivan, who was having a video conference with the head of teams at the Asia head office sector, she knew she had to see Kali. Her thoughts had been consumed with replaying the words she had said to Kali before leaving so angrily, and they echoed in her head, twisting her stomach with regret. ‘Why did I even say that? Why couldn't I just wait to listen to all she had to say even if it wasn't true or not?’ She winced sadly at the memory, feeling the weight of her harshness in her heart. The café came into view, and inside, through the large glass windows, sh
As the two stepped out of the sleek white Rolls-Royce sweptailand onto the grand driveway of the huge Hamilton mansion, where the yearly mandatory fundraising event usually took place, all eyes could not help but trail after them, especially since they recognized the man of the event. The fundraising event was a tradition that Ivan's father had always upheld and took very importantly, because the funds received were always donated to orphanage homes and centers where less privileged people often found refuge. It was also a lavish event where the wealthy and influential mingled. Though Ivan had been quite reluctant to attend because he didn't want to be reminded of the memories he had in the mansion he once lived in as a young boy, Skylar was able to convince him to attend because the invitees would be most honored by his presence. Skylar looked utterly stunning in the floor-length midnight black dress she wore that accentuated her perfect curves, and shimmered beautifully against
“What was she doing here?!” Skylar's head continued to spin endlessly, as she stared at the tall, elegant, and effortlessly stunning figure that stood in a place where she could easily be spotted, as if she were the spotlight of the event. Her eyes quickly darted away from Gwen and her heart sank, the more her haunting request from days ago echoed in her mind now, making her feel like an intruder in a world that wasn’t supposed to be hers.It had been so hard to stop herself from asking Ivan any questions after that day, and to pretend to forget her earnest request to help her back with him. ‘How could she even do that when she was not foolish?! Help her get back with him?! What a joke!’ Skylar could not help but chuckle maliciously anytime the thought occurred to her, but another thought that followed, ended up making her feel even worse. ‘They used to date? Gwen was Ivan's ex? She was a woman that once had Ivan to herself?!’ She was restless the entire night and barely slept, t
With a heavy heart, Skylar sat motionless in her chair all day, her gaze fixed on the same spreadsheet she had been pretending to work on for hours, with her mind far away from what was even going on around her. She had expected to see him a few hours later, after she thought that the storm concerning his mother proposing the most ridiculous idea must have passed, because the news that the votes turned against her quickly went like wildfire in the company. She anticipated that he would come back so that she would have the chance to explain herself, but it didn't seem like it at all. He didn't return till she clocked out late at night. The emptiness in her chest grew heavier and sadness seeped into her bones as she walked out of her office, her footsteps heavy on the quiet halls of the building, like her thoughts were drowning out of the world around her. As Skylar sauntered out of the main building, the cool night air kissed her puffy cheeks, but it did little to clear the haze c
Skylar was seated behind her work desk, motionless and absent-minded, as her fingers remained limp against the keyboard. In her heart was a heaviness that she couldn't even speak of, and it ached with the pain of confrontation that she had just endured. She couldn’t focus at all. The memory of Ivan's angry face that flashed at her the moment he entered the room refused to evade her, and his accusatory words that hinted at frustration and disappointment made her heartache. Nothing even hurt more than the fact that he didn't wait to hear her explain herself. He was just mad that she had met Grayson. “I can explain what happened,” she fought with her shaky voice as she tried to explain herself, but he had been too mad to even listen. “So you have been meeting him behind my back?! Since when?! And why?! Is that why you have been giving me an attitude for almost two days now?” He raged at her with words that slammed her heart against a wall with excruciating force, as her eyes watered
A man burst through the double doors of the executive hallway, his shoes thudding against the polished marble floor as he sprinted with a desperation that was fueled by panic, his hair disheveled and dampened with sweat. He barreled into the secretary’s office after an impatient knock, as he entered with the intention of informing Skylar of what was going on, only to come in direct contact with Ivan, who was also standing in the room. His steel-blue eyes flicked up in measured curiosity as the man skidded to a halt, narrowly avoiding slamming into a sleek leather armchair, almost melting as he tried to balance himself, barely catching his breath amid the suffocating tension that settled in the air. “Sir?” the man gasped, struggling to contain both his breath, almost stuttering, “Your…mother. No. I mean,” he shook his head in an attempt to correct himself, “Mrs. Hamilton is here.” Ivan, who still had flickers of rage scribbled over his face, arched a single eyebrow, with the fainte
The restaurant they were seated in crackled with tension as Amelia's sharp gaze locked onto Carlos's, her arms crossed, and her lips pursed in a fiery scowl, “You don’t even call me anymore,” she snapped, her voice slicing through the charged air like a whip. “Is that why you asked to meet me early this morning?” Carlos stared at her in disbelief, wondering if that was all she had to say when she called and asked to see him so urgently at the restaurant that was nearest to his house. “Is that what I am saying, Carlos?! I said that you don't even talk to me anymore! You would have called if I hadn't,” her face scrunched up into a frown, unable to stand the fact that he was disregarding her concern. Carlos met her glare, his jaw tightening in repressed anger, “You said that it was what you wanted,” he countered, his tone calm but strained, as if walking a tightrope over a chasm of resentment. He couldn't even believe she would be asking him that. “You would have called regardless,”
“Why?” Her eyebrows were raised in confusion, as she wondered why he was saying that. “The public announcement will be worth more,” he told her and skipped talking about it quickly, and she nodded slowly as if absorbing in bits what he meant. “Are you okay, though? You don't sound like yourself,” Carlos observed. Skylar pressed her lips together and shut her eyes for a moment, as she smiled again, “Yeah, I am fine,” she lied, “Just... tired. You know how it is.”“I get it,” Carlos sounded so concerned, “But if you need anything, you know I am here at your beck and call. And I mean anything,” he reminded her. Skylar felt a rush of gratitude in her heart because of his unmerited kindness towards her, and she couldn't help but be emotionally thankful at the moment, as she repeated, “Thank you, Carl. Thank you so much. You have been amazing, really. As soon as I am able to, I will take you out to eat. Anywhere you want. It is going to be my treat,” she promised. Carlos chuckled again
In the silent hospital room where nothing but the rhythmic beeping of the machines that monitored her mother’s vitals, Skylar sat again beside the bed, this time properly dressed in a pale-blue disposable safety suit, with her gloved hands gently wrapped around her mother’s frail right hand. She was unable to think properly after she returned from Ivan's house and knew she wouldn't even be able to perform well if she went home immediately. Instead, she returned to the hospital, asked to see her mother again, and was granted the grace to see her properly this time. However, her thoughts were far from at ease or where she was seated, as she stared blankly at her mother's bed, her mind spinning in a relentless tide of worry and self-doubt. Amid her fear for her mother and the fear for herself, her head was blowing up with pain, and her heart was racing with so much angst.She pressed her trembling lips together, struggling to contain the storm brewing inside her, as she tried not to l
“The surgery had just ended and was successful,” the surgeon, who had just come out of the theatre room still dressed in her blue scrub, and had a nose mask hanging below her chin, told Skylar with a reassuring smile that didn't brighten her face.Instantly, the world around her paused for a millisecond as the tension that had been hanging in her body crumbled instantly, and dissipated into the air. Her legs gave way below her body, and before she knew it, she had fallen on her knees, as she felt the hard, cold floor press against her palms that rested against the floor, the weight of the news sinking into her mind. Her right hand which was trembling covered her mouth, as a stifling gasp that felt like it had been locked in her chest for hours escaped her, alongside the tears that trickled down her cheeks. ‘She was alive. Her mother was alive,’ she heaved a sigh of relief, unable to handle the excitement. “Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much,” were the few words her voice could u
“I am sorry, we cannot be together,” those heavy words hung heavily between the two standing across from one another, and the receiver, Leo, blinked hard as he stared at Kali, who had broken the news to him.“What.. What is wrong, Kali?” His lips barely found the right words to utter because his brain was barely functioning coherently. That was the last news he expected her to bring to him, just when he was planning that they would go hiking together since she liked doing that. ‘Things had been going fine between them for the past few days. What went wrong?’ His eyes took a haunted look as if awaiting an explanation from her. “Nothing is,” she looked away from him while resting her back on the railings of the rooftop recreation spot they were standing, because she said she wanted to go there when he asked what she wanted to do. “Kali, meet my eyes,” Leo stared at her, his heart wanting to reach out to her in the most intentional way, as his right hand stretched and caught hers in
Skylar made her way into the five-star restaurant, her eyes glancing briefly through the few people that were seated in the room, until they landed on Grayson, who was seated by the window, his face brightening with a warm, sweet smile the moment he raised his head. She instantly flashed a warm smile at him from where she was standing, and he rose to his feet, as a gesture to welcome her which almost melted away her initial nervousness instantly. It made Skylar's eyes almost roll in shock because she never thought she could see him smile considering their first and second encounter. “Hi, Sky,” he greeted her with a sweet smile, and politely offered her a seat across from him, “You look absolutely gorgeous,” his eyes lingered as he took in her dress, and her smile.“Hi, Gray,” she responded with a nervous smile, “You don't look bad yourself,” she finally settled into her seat. “How have you been these days?” He initiated the conversation, his eyes peering at her. “Been great,” Skyl