All Chapters of Our Surface: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Caden's POVI was in one of those moods where everything made me angry.I pushed Rosey Claire away when she tried to kiss me the next morning and she left after a dramatic exchange of words.I left too early for the gallery to work on the papers which was a wrong idea because I ended up disorganizing everything Anna had arranged the previous day.Nothing seemed to be working and I didn't want to take the pills that were laying helplessly in the drawer beside my table, waiting for me to use them but I couldn’t, I didn’t want to.The buzzing of my phone wouldn’t let me be. Different people were asking about the opening and for the first time I thought of canceling the whole process.Wouldn't that be a slap on my face? On Mama's face? That I failed to keep my dream and hers, the one thing she always held with high esteem- after me, the one thing that made her happy when she was not caressing my face or when she was not tugging gently at the roots of my hair when she was not spending time

Anna's POVTrevor asked me out on a date. Yes, you heard right. It was a funny sight because he was a blushing and stuttering mess and I was gaping at him like a fish that had been brought out of water.My mind was empty, my brain was fried. It didn't make any sense. I couldn't understand why Trevor would ask me out on a date, he was insanely good looking and I was… Well, plain Jane. They were so many people he could have noticed like Tricia with the gorgeous caramel skin who was always eye fucking him, Lois who seemed to glow when she was talking to him and he could have easily chosen anyone.I couldn't believe Erica was right.“Are you going to say something?” Trevor was looking at me expectantly. I even forgot that he was still in front of me.“Um… Er… Yes,” I stuttered.“Yes?” he looked so excited that I couldn't help but tell him that wasn't what I meant.“Yes,” I tried to catch my breath.“Great! I’ll pick you up by seven” And he hopped off, leaving me standing there.It was alm

Caden's POVWhat could be worse than Father blowing up my phone and Rosey Claire?Today, I got an invitation to a hotel opening in Brooklyn, it was scheduled for tomorrow evening. It wasn't necessarily a new opening, it was an opening of another branch since Mike Taylor had one in California already. The Taylors was a first-class hotel with first-class services and I had an extra invitation card to come with my assistant which was a waste because I didn't have one…Wait a minute. I didn't have one true but I had a receptionist who played the role of a receptionist and a personal assistant.A particular redhead…I could give it to her but would she want to come? I knew the answer to that, I'd like to see her argue and I'll break it to her that I was the boss and it was mandatory.I wasn't lying, Mike Taylor was a big name, and honoring his invitation simply meant he'll honor mine. It was how the system worked, it was how the wealthy and affluent stayed up.Jimmy was going to be in town

Anna's POV“You've been stuffing your face with food for the last five minutes,” the stranger with dirty blond hair and warm brown eyes said when he realized that I wasn't going to say anything.It made me blush from embarrassment and I looked around just to be sure the room wasn't in awe over my gluttony.He must have read my thoughts because he said “Don't worry, your secret is safe with me” he assured me, causing me to laugh.“Sebastian” his hand was in front of me.“Anna,” I said, taking his hand that felt very soft and I noticed the delicate rings he was wearing. I didn't speak gemstones but I knew those were rare and most have cost a fortune.He was one of them. The top dogs.I let go of his hand realizing I had been shaking it for too long.“Sorry,” I mumbled.“It's okay,” he assured me. “As long as you are not a thief who is going to try to cut off my hand later”Wow!Joke or not, I felt insulted by it.“Oh my God, I just realized how terrible that must have sounded. I am sorr

Anna’s POVDid I cross the line? maybe I had a little but I just followed him into the car, unable to say anything.I sat at the farthest end of the passenger seat, I was afraid that if I sat too close or something he would hit me.His jaw clenched and his fists were clenched in a vice grip on the wheel and he looked so angry as if this entire situation was my fault, which it kind of was.After a minute of silence, I thought of speaking but nothing came out of my mouth. What could I possibly say that was going to make any difference? We got home and he parked by the side of the street, I was contemplating if I should just say good night or apologize.“I am sorry, I got so caught up in my head that I crossed the line, I shouldn’t have said those things…” My voice was a whisper barely audible but I didn’t get any reaction from him, he was staring straight out of the car like he had suddenly seen something interesting and not paying me any attention like I was saying bullshits.“Goodnig