Leo.Irene and I left. Grayson stayed back with Lydia in her shop. I drove Irene back to her apartment. My mind was still trying to make sense of Vincent's reaction. I liked Vincent. He had a good head on his shoulders, was always more mature than people his age. But I didn't like the way he stared at Irene. There was something off...Irene looked like she wanted to say, or rather write, something. She was restless during the entire ride. I guessed she wanted to bring up what happened that morning. But we reached her place without mention of it.'Thank you', Irene signed when I parked next to the apartment building."You're welcome", I replied then stepped out of the car the same time she did. I took the bags from the ba
IreneIt had been almost a month since the meeting. I was back to being the cleaning lady pretty much the next day, but it had been a nice pause from the dull blue uniform and the mindless tasks.The chinese CEO, Mr. Heng, was a lovely man. At first, when he had given me his contact information, I thought that he was simply being courteous. Yet much to my surprise, he had responded to my message.We both found a common interest in art, as we had discovered when we conversed after the meeting. His drug of choice was painting. He sent me some of his works, on the phone, and we discussed them. He seemed to enjoy my amateurish yet enthusiastic opinions.Readying myself for another day of work, my eyes wandered to the suit I
IreneIn the evening, when I was waiting for Leo next to his car, Grayson, Sophia and Julianna appeared beside me with excited expressions.1'Lydia's birthday is next Friday', Grayson signed. He usually spoke when he signed, but he didn't now. I saw his eyes following Lydia, who was stepping into her car, and understood why.'I know, Leo told me.' I signed back and he nodded. He waited for Lydia to drive away before signing again."They want to take you shopping for a dress for the party." he signed, pointing to Sophia and Julianna. The two women looked like children in a play store, their eyes brimming with enthusiasm and anticipation."Birthday party." he explained. I n
Leo"Good morning!"I looked up from the papers on my desk at the sound of Grayson's overly cheerful voice. He had just barged into my office. Uninvited, again. He and Jayden were making it a habit.I grunted back a response and looked back down to my work. He chuckled and made himself at home."Oh, come on. You can't be pissed off, still."Pissed offwas a major understatement. I was ready to strangle him after the stunt he had pulled on Sunday.I didn't even grant him a look. I knew he would have a shit eating grin on his face. He and Jayden had a hilarious time on Sunday, teasing me about the almost kiss that Grayson had purposely interrupted just for the fun of it.
LeoIrene and I had lunch in my office. She wanted to leave in order to be there when Jim came back from school. I dropped her home even though she insisted several times that she was fine taking the bus.After I returned to work, the day went by uneventfully. My evening class for sign language dragged on a little longer because I was getting desperate to learn as much as I could, as fast as I could.The next morning, much to no one's surprise, I woke up grouchy. I knew exactly why. I wasn't going to get my daily dose of sunshine today.1I worried about her, whether she was in pain or uncomfortable. But at least she would take a break from work.That also meant not s
Let. "We should've gone with white roses after all. I know Jasmines are Lydia's favorite, but maybe if we had mixed the two it would have worked better, don't you think? Oh! and the drapes! Where's the-" "Mom." I injected, cutting short mom's rambling episode. We stood in the centre of the pristine banquet hall in one of Jayden's family's hotels, "everything is perfect, it's only half an hour until guests start coming in so you're not changing anything." She was looking around, not listening to a word I said. I sent a pleading look to dad. When mom was nervous, she rambled non stop. Dad gave me a slight
Irene."Milk?" Jim asked with furrowed brows.Nodding, I pointed to 'milk' on the grocery list again and shooed him away. We were in the supermarket down the corner from our apartment. I had waited for him to come back from school to help me with the groceries since one of my wrists was still useless, it had only been two week since the accident.He came back with milk right as the young clerk started ringing our groceries. Jim helped put everything in bags. I paid while he carried as much as he could, leaving me with a lighter bag."When are you going back to work?" Jim asked when we sat on a bench outside the supermarket, eating some ice cream. His nose and sunken cheeks were red from the cold. He had lost so muc
Irene 'Feel free to look around, I'll just send something quickly from my office.' 4 I nodded, and Leo rushed down a hallway, disappearing into a door while I tried to keep my jaw from meeting the ground. When he had said he lived in an apartment, I wasn't expecting a huge two story penthouse in one of the highest buildings in the city. But then again, for a person who was worth millions, living in a place like this did make sense. And I really shouldn't have been surprised since his parents literally liv