03

“Stop crying, Sweetheart,” Mrs. Morgan tried to calm down Haven.

Haven had been crying since this morning when she came across a situation where she had to tell Mrs. Morgan everything that had happened yesterday.

At first, Mrs. Morgan didn’t believe what Haven said. Because the James she had known was a totally different man. He loved Haven and had plans for their future. This was abrupt.

“He hurt me, Mrs. Morgan. I loved him so much,” Haven cried.

Mrs. Morgan handed her a tissue to wipe her tears. That’s what she has been doing since morning. She couldn’t stop this young girl crying herself to tiredness.

“I know, Haven, you loved him. But what can you do now? The milk has been spilled, it’s gone. Unless you want to…” her words were cut off. “No… no way in hell I would be with him again.”

“Fine, then. Move on from him.”

Haven had fresh tears in her eyes. She wondered why did her world turn upside down! Why did James cheat on her! Did she have a bad personality! Was she lacking anything!

“I can’t,” Haven cried even louder. Mrs. Morgan sighed, leaning into the couch. She had no idea how Haven will cope with this breakup. And she also felt extremely bad for Haven for going through this. She didn’t deserve it in any way. Haven was a sweet girl. How can anyone even think about hurting her!

Just then, Haven’s phone started ringing. She didn’t care to look at who it was. James had not even called or messaged her to explain his actions. Haven thought that James doesn’t even care about her existence now.

Mrs. Morgan picked Haven’s phone and gave it to her. It was her colleague and only close friend, Olivia.

Haven shook her head, saying she doesn’t want to talk to anyone at this moment. She might break down in front of them too.

Mrs. Morgan picked up the call despite Haven’s protest not to. Olivia was Haven’s only friend, and she needed some support apart from the old woman.

Mrs. Morgan informed the current situation to Olivia. And Olivia was fired up. She was a totally different personality from that of Haven. Olivia was a badass woman. She doesn’t take bullshit.

Not long after the phone call, Olivia arrived at Mrs. Morgan’s place.

“What are you still doing here?” Olivia asked as she entered the living room. Olivia was tall and had a slender figure, almost a model.

Haven looked at her friend, and her tears rolled down and sobbed, welcoming her friend.

“You should be breaking his duck and make him pay for this heartbreak you are experiencing. Come on. Let’s go,” Olivia said, walking near Haven.

“No… Oly..”

Olivia felt the pain her friend was going through. If she didn’t understand Haven, who else would!

Olivia sat on the couch and hugged Haven. She rubbed her friend’s back and patted her head, trying to console her.

Olivia softly asked, “Who was it?”

Haven looked up at her. “Huh?”

“The other woman,”

“Ashley. His colleague.”

Olivia’s blood was boiling at this point, “I said you right, she must be kept off-limits when we met her at that party!”

“Yeah. I know. But I thought….”

Olivia cut her off, “That’s the problem. You just blindly believe people. Human beings are not what they show you at first.”

“I got it now,” Haven sobbed harder this time.

“You better get it now. Or else you will end up getting again,” Olivia said, leaning onto the couch.

“What do you mean by that?” Haven asked softly.

“I meant about your future relationships.”

“I am not getting into any kind of relationship again,” Haven mumbled.

Olivia lightly chuckled, “Yeah. Yeah.”

“What yeah yeah?” Haven said throwing her hands out from her jacket.

“What will you do when your real prince charming comes in front of you?” Olivia teasingly asked.

Haven snorted, “Yeah. Prince charming. I will wait. He will come. And we will have a happily ever after.”

“He might come. Who knows?” Mrs. Morgan said.

Haven saw Mrs. Morgan and pouted.

“Whatever. And also, I am not coming to work tomorrow,” Haven informed her friend.

“Why?”

“I am having a pity party. Do you what to come?”

Olivia smirked at her friend. She was aware that Haven is a sensitive girl. And she felt like she had the responsibility to protect Haven from every dangerous thing on this earth.

Over the years, Olivia and Haven’s friendship had grown out of the boundaries. They didn’t have any formalities. They had become more like family. They were soul sisters.

“Fine. I will try to come. That if you need to work hard boss lets me.”

Haven laughed lightly, remembering her boss. The old woman who was their boss had no family, so she always spent her time at work. Because of her, the employees couldn’t log out on time. They had to stay at work until she left.

Olivia rubbed Haven’s hair and said, “Take your time. Call me if you need anything.”

Haven nodded her head as yes. “I swear if I don’t see you at work the day after tomorrow, I’m coming to your home. Or I’ll hunt down that asshole James.”

“Do that,” Haven mumbled.

“Oh, darling. I will definitely do it.”

They simply chat a little, after the pity party plans. Mrs. Morgan was just content to have young people at home. After her husband’s death, she lived alone. She has no kids.

Olivia casually said, “I am just glad that you came home without crashing your car anywhere.” She knew her friend had the ability to do it when she was not stable.

“That’s right. What time did you come home last night? I didn’t see your car driving in,” Olivia asked, curiously.

Haven thought for some time, trying to remember the events from yesterday and also avoiding the memories from the morning.

“I don’t remember.”

“What?” Olivia asked.

Haven explained to them how her car was in need of gas and when she couldn’t find the solution, she cried on the street. “I just remember a man asking me if I needed help and I accepted and got inside my car. That’s it.”

Mrs. Morgan was shocked about how careless Haven was. She could have been kidnapped or worse.

Olivia applauded her friend by clapping hands.

“Excellent. What a wonderful way to reach home! I am so proud of you.”

“I didn’t mean that to happen. I was really tired,” Haven tried to defend herself.

“You should have called me!” Olivia said in a louder tone.

“Sorry,” Haven apologized.

“By the way, was he handsome?” Olivia asked, only to get a hit from the pillow that Haven was hugging. Haven couldn’t believe her friend was rather concerned about the handsomeness of the man.