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I lay in bed with my eyes barely closing when I heard my phone’s message beep go off. I glanced at it, and it was a text from Jace.(You barely acknowledged my presence at the study today.)Received from Jace10:04 p.m.He must have felt the distance.I paused, contemplating the best answer to give him. I didn’t always look at him. That was our policy: to avoid staring at each other in public so as not to get caught in a longing stare. We kept to that public rule, but we always exchanged pleasantries at the very least, and we’ve never acted as if the other person wasn’t in the room.Well, until today.(Yes, last I checked, I was anything but the one.)Sent 10:07 p.m.My reply meant I had eavesdropped on his conversation with Lyon, which wasn’t a good thing, but again, I could not bring myself to care.It was barely a second after I sent the message. My phone began to ring, and the caller ID showed Jace.I groan, knowing very well who I was about to talk to. I couldn’t ignore the call,
I didn’t get a call from Jace for the next few days that went by, not that I expected it. This was his routine: silence when things get too complicated. I had to stop myself from picking up my phone and calling him as well. I had gotten addicted to him in the past month, and he stayed on my mind every night and day. This, though, was never necessary for my mind. I left the ball in his court. If he felt anything for me like I did for him, he’d take the bold step and do what needed to be done. Every day, I prayed he would make the right one. The wait was killing me.As my birthday date drew closer, Jordan and Lyon joined forces to make preparations for it. The party would hold here, but I knew my choice to make the party relatively small would go unheeded. Lyon ignored my request, and it didn’t surprise me. I returned home from work and met them to brainstorm the last few details, and after showering, I joined them to observe them.Jordan and Lyon’s ability to work together came as a sur
“It’s been a splendid day, and I hate to say this, but today is your last training at the St Louis hospital,” Imoh said to the five of us that started clinical ten weeks ago. She held a bright look on her face as she stared at each of us. “However, I’m glad to have aided on your journey of becoming a medical doctor. We will release your performance results in the next week, but I want to say congratulations to all of you. You were outstanding, to say the least. From the hospital and my humble self, I say thank you.” She shook our hands one after the other before taking her leave. Ten weeks have gone by so quickly, I thought to myself. It felt like yesterday when all I wanted to do was come home from university and see everyone I cared about and loved. Today, I counted down the days left, which were only four more days. I took Jordan’s advice and decided to live. I pulled myself out of my shell and did a little engagement in the last few days I had at work with my fellow clinical stu
I turned around to Jordan, whose presence the men that came to speak to me ignored for over three minutes.“I’m sorry,” I told him, but he shook his head.“It’s fine. I didn’t know you had so many of them.”I rolled my eyes. “They have this club. They are all in it.” I explained. “I think it was called The Island Billionaire Boys when I was younger, and I did not know if it was still the name they called it. They are business partners turned good friends, and they check up on each other from time to time. Some are closer than others.” This was the best I could go with explaining, and Jordan seemed to catch up on it real quick.“Good to know.”Two hours into the party, the party spirit was anything but done. I, however, felt exhausted, partly from the stress of the day and partly from not seeing the one face I wanted to see in the crowd.Everyone of Lyon’s friends was here, including Prince Harris, who barely showed up for just anyone, but Jace was nowhere to be found, and I wondered if
Third POVJace Henshaw’s II“Mr Henshaw!” Cecil Good, Jace’s PA, called to him, and he snapped out of his thoughts to find her standing in his office. “The shareholders are waiting in the meeting room.”He rose to his feet and buttoned up his three-piece black suit before walking out of his office. He made his way over to the conference room where the meeting was taking place. Getting to the door, he pushed it open and stepped inside.The board of directors was waiting, just as Cecil said they were. He wanted to discuss what taking over the company would mean now.The company, which was once Harvey Trust, is now Henshaw Trust, a real estate development company. This has always been his dream, and when he got information that the owner, Mr Liam Harvey, wanted to sell 25 per cent of his shares, he stepped up to buy it. With his share being twenty-five per cent and his previous shares in the company being seventeen, he ranks up a total of forty-two per cent shares at the company, making h
Estelle Biggs“Damn!” Jeff cussed as he hit his release before pulling out.Estelle lay in bed with her eyes fixed on the ceiling, just as she was when this whole act started. Saying she wasn’t into him would be an understatement. She hadn’t been into it in the last three months since they began dating and having sex, but she knew that wasn’t healthy. She needed sex; she needed that heart-racing, leg-quaking feeling that made her feel like she’d been taken.The only one who came close enough was Jared, her ex, but he proposed marriage after six months of being together, and she told him she couldn’t marry him. Not because there was anything wrong with him—goodness, he was perfect—but because she wasn’t good for him. Not at that time. She was in a deep, dark place, and she made some very poor choices.She ended the relationship a week later because she couldn’t stand to see the look of hope and optimism his eyes had for her. Also, she declined his offer of friendship because she knew it
The university student union heads received information about a meeting held today with the vice chancellor and other high-ranking officials, and it was geared towards positive publicity for the university. As part of the student union leaders, they invited Estelle Biggs and seven other elected student representatives to the meeting because the factor they needed the most to push this movement forward was students, and this body represented them.Estelle was the president of the student union at the university, and they always needed her presence at this sort of gathering. Despite her clinical, hectic personal life, and heavy study while she headed towards her graduation, she had to show up. Mr Phillips, the vice chancellor, stepped into the meeting room with his PA, holding a journal in his hand. He took a seat, and his PA placed the journal before him.“Good afternoon, everyone.” He greeted.“Good afternoon, Mr Phillips.” They all chorused the answer.He opened up the journal. “Thank
As the meeting ended, Estelle made her way out, unlike the other excos, who stayed to meet and greet the new sponsors. She had so much more on her mind, and they still had a week of meeting and greeting before the march kicked off. Running into Jeff was the last thing she expected or wanted. She ended things with him a few days ago, after three months in the relationship. She knew she should never have given in to his pressure to turn their friendship into a relationship. He got his feelings involved fast and professed his love for her a month after they began dating, and it put her off. How she managed to stay two extra months still came as a shock to her. “Hey,” he said, stepping towards her. “Hey,” she answered. “How are you doing?” “I’m doing good, and you?” “Not good, to be honest. I’ve been a mess since the breakup.” She didn’t know how to respond to that, so she kept quiet. She didn’t feel sorry. She did what she had to do, and she did it for herself. “It was for the be