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HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE
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Veil tried to move on with her life for the next couple of days, but everything felt too much. She laughed too hard at comic scenes, so much that it got her parents concerned, and when the emotional scenes came on, she asked to be excused because she suddenly had urgent work that needed to be sent to the office. Her mother regarded her with helplessness. She felt bad that she could do nothing to help her daughter and, even worse, that Veil was refusing to help. Although they hadn't brushed the subject since Veil arrived unexpectedly, Mrs Hart knew what had happened. She saw it coming the last time her daughter was around, huddled on the floor in her room, and refusing to admit her feelings to herself. Right then, Mrs Hart knew the hurt was inevitable, that her daughter wouldn't be able to escape it. She had only wished that it would end well, that she would finally realize why she couldn't let go and had to fight for the man she loved. "She'll come around," Mr. Hart sighed, pullin
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Before Veil was allowed to leave her parent's house, she had to promise a million times that she would see a doctor as soon as she got back to the apartment she shared with June. Although she thought it was just some flu roaming in the air, her mother wouldn't let her ignore even the slightest headache. She took the bus back into town, and June was excited to have her back. But more importantly, she was thrilled that her best friend looked normal, or at least almost normal. She didn't mope around anymore, and that sad line on her face had eased into a more resolved look like she had accepted what life had thrown her path. But on Monday morning, as Veil got ready for work, June watched her from where she stood, leaning against the door frame. "Are you sure you are in the right space emotionally to return to work?""I took only a seven-day leave," Veil replied, going through her closet for a chiffon blouse. "If I don't show up today, I might just as well kiss the job goodbye.""Okay,"
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Veil moved with Anders throughout his day, filling him in on his meetings and taking down notes where necessary. Although it was purely professional to the onlooker, a thick sexual permeated the air, hanging above their heads and strengthening with every move they made. It showed in the smallest things, like their reaching for the pen case at the same time, their hands brushing, and the zing of electricity making them pull back in the blink of an eye. It was in the way she tried so hard not to look into his eyes, settling for staring at the spot above his head each time he addressed her. And to the best of his ability, Anders tried not to talk to her directly. He sent her emails, and she responded through the same means, curt and brief. She hated that their relationship had been reduced to barked commands and typed words, but Veil had promised herself that this was all it was ever going to be.Anders had just wrapped up the meeting with his Board of Directors, spurred by Veil's remi
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Anders took a deep breath before sauntering into the restaurant, stopping first at the counter where granny was. A toothy grin stretched her face wide as she waved him over. He leaned over the counter so she could place her frail hands on both sides of his face. “Haven’t you been eating?” It was her anthem each time he came around. “Young men need to understand that a home-cooked meal beats those junks a million times over. You’ve shrunk in size since the last time I saw you.”“It’s just the stress from the company,” Anders replied, smiling. “Hope you’ve been well?”“You haven’t come to see me in a while with that secretary of yours. How’s she doing these days?”“Ms. Hart is fine.” Anders was quick to answer, needing to get that out of the way. “I’m sorry I haven’t been coming around. A lot of things have been going on.”“With Veil, I suppose.”Anders rolled his eyes. Of course, she knew Veil’s name. “Kingston Groups…”“You need to move fast before another man comes around to snatch
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Veil felt really sick after she threw up, but since she had already taken a seven-day leave, which, by the way, had gotten her into trouble with Anders, she didn't think he would be all sunshine and brilliance if she told him she wanted to have the rest of the day off. Of course, she had seen the concern in his eyes when he helped her in the bathroom and even felt a shiver run through her when she felt his hands at the back of her neck, lifting her hair up. But Veil didn't want to think too much about it. It hurt enough already, and she wasn't going to push it. Certain it was some stomach flu, Veil skipped lunch and stayed in her office, catching up on the workload she had left behind. She called the English investors, who maintained they had to leave the following day. The only middle line they offered was for Kingston Groups to take responsibility for their flight back to England.Veil immediately gave her consent because she was sure it wasn't a big deal for the company. And sinc
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Anders waved the driver away, grabbing the keys from him. He walked Veil to the passenger's seat and strapped her in before getting behind the wheel. She told him he was making a big deal out of nothing and that it was just some stomach flu.But even if she was right, Anders needed to make sure of it. He already felt like shit for breaking her heart. He wouldn't be able to sleep knowing that she wasn't feeling well, and he had done nothing about it. The hospital gates came into view, and Veil tried to talk him out of it. Anders knew it wasn't exactly because she didn't want to go to the hospital, but it had everything to do with him and his nagging presence. He knew she was right that it was selfish of him to push her around this way when he was the one who wanted nothing to do with her at the end of the contract. It felt like the first time all over again, the annoying inability to let her be. Anders worried about her all week when she took a leave. He had been scared that she woul
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It was a simple test, and in just a few minutes, Veil was back in the doctor’s office to meet a placid-looking Anders still seated in the exact spot she had left him. He raised his head towards the door as Veil walked in, dragging her steps behind.All of this felt so surreal and fast that she hadn’t had time to blink or think about it. Even the sudden employment at Kingston Groups couldn’t hold a touch to this. Veil was engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions, a weight pulling her down, emotions that she had no clue existed in the first place. Anders watched her till she was in her seat, blowing out a warm breath through her mouth. Veil thought it was only a matter of time before she combusted into flames from how she felt. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks. She wanted everything to pause so she would have time to reboot and process all of it. “How did it go?” Anders questioned. He was in the same situation as Veil but just
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The doorman hadn't been expecting Anders back this early, so when his car drove in with Anders behind the wheel, he double-checked just to ensure nothing was wrong. Waving him away, Anders pulled out at the entrance and got out from behind the wheel. Veil didn't wait for him to help her out this time, pushing the door open and walking to the doors without him. She saw herself in, since she already knew the passcode, heading straight for the kitchen. The weather was not unbearably hot, but it sure felt that way to Veil as she pulled open the refrigerator and got out a cold bottle of water. Downing it without a glass cup, Veil whipped at her chin and returned to the living room, throwing herself on the couch, the same one she had spent the most passionate night with Anders, giving herself totally to him, not holding back. It was the day she decided to throw all consequences to the wind. Of course, she hadn't factored this into consideration. Veil stared at the space beside her, wonde
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