Lahat ng Kabanata ng When Love Lasts: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Aurora The next day I woke up with renewed excitement rather than dread, since my job at the post office was on alternate days, I didn’t have to get up earlier than necessary. The reporting time for ‘Calloway Constructions’ was at 8am, so I got up exactly at 6:30am and went about my business. I was standing in front of the floor length mirror at 7am with only my bra and panties thinking about what I should wear today. I wanted him to take me seriously and know that I was just as serious about this job, so I picked up a crisp white shirt and folded its sleeves to end right below my forearm. I paired it with knee length black skirt and the only black pumps I owned, to give it an all business look I wore simple pearl earrings and styled my hair into sleek high ponytail. Nothing too flashy, simple in a regal manner, I winked at my reflection in the mirror and gave the woman a thumps up, I applied light makeup to cover up my freckles and painted my lips cherry red. Well…

Aurora A week had passed since I joined ‘Calloway Constructions’ and everything seemed to have settled down, I was able to maneuver my way through the system smoothly, the emails were on point, I took proper notes during meetings and in addition to all of that, I even delivered Michael his coffee, lunch and went to collect his laundry on Wednesday. Michael refused to speak more than two words with me and I was glad for the reprieve, I couldn’t handle him being an asshole to me 24/7. Monday morning, Michael asked me to be there for one of his site visits at 7am, I had to put in an emergency leave at the post office to make that happen. Michael also asked me to wear comfortable footwear because apparently ‘the conditions there aren’t favorable’ I rolled my eyes at the email he sent me. This is what he’s been doing all week, sending me lengthy emails with so many details, it’s hard to remember every single word from it, this man frustrates me. I reach at the giv

AuroraThat went horribly, I never wanted to yap about my issues to him and I certainly didn’t want to look like a mess in front of him, the only reason I went there, was because I didn’t want Michael to do anything irrational about the whole ‘Cole Ryker’ fiasco. Instead, I ended up having a therapy session with the last person I thought that would give a damn about my mental health, but the truth is, I needed to vent, I needed to talk, I needed someone to listen to me for ones, not for sympathy but just for the sake of being there for me. I couldn’t hold it back any longer than I already did, it felt good to just… let go.I went home that day to find Amelia sitting beside my mother’s frail body, rubbing some ointment on her forehead, when I stood near the door Amelia looked up and gave me a sad smile. I immediately knew, mom wasn’t doing well today, actually she isn’t doing well for the last entire year, but now,

MichaelAll I could think of, at that moment, is how I’d enjoy watching the life drain out of Ryker’s eyes for even thinking about touching what was ‘mine’. But I knew better, one touch, one sweet smile and one look of adoration in her green emeralds, that’s all it takes for a man to fall for her act. I’ve been there, I know how toxic she can be, I know how over powering the urge to have her all to yourself can be. She was this ugly temptress, who no one saw coming but everyone wanted a piece of.I saw the moment she realized I was watching and relished in the fact that her body turned visibly rigid, good. I wanted her to suffer just as much as I’ve suffered for the last nine years, I wanted her to feel my pain. When she walked in the direction of the glass doors, I didn’t do anything to conceal the fact that I had witnessed her little ‘stunt’. She swallowed a lump and pressed my suit closer

Michael I fucked up, I fucked up really bad this time, a single moment of weakness and I had to go kiss her. Fucking idiot, but I just couldn’t look away from those plump pink lips of hers, they were so close to mine, and I just had to move an inch to claim them. I couldn’t think about anything other than the movement of her sweet, tempting lips. And then she licked it slowly as if urging me to take what I want, as if sensing my internal battle and giving me a ‘go ahead’. She trapped me in her web of deception and lies, again. I abruptly pull away from her and push her behind, she stumbles back in shock, her mouth hanging open as if she just now realized what ‘we’ did. I curse under my breath, and weave my fingers through my hair. I look away and mutter “fuck, that was a mistake”, a strangled sob leaves her throat and my gaze snaps to her face. She’s on the verge of crying again, in fact her eyes are already glazed and if I don’t let her go now, I think I’ll