All Chapters of Another side of Her: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

London I sat up on the bed and stared into space. It was hard to imagine that a few minutes ago I had a man who loved me- even though it was a lie. I sighed and pulled the pillow up to my chest. Everything inside of me hurts. Throughout the day, I had moved through the motions, not hurting, barely panicking but now it felt like I was bursting at my seams.The pain I didn't feel when I walked away from Sin was clawing at my chest, wanting to see the light.I placed a hand on my chest and breathed heavily. I knew it was only a matter of time before the pain would come but I didn't think that it would hurt that much.Maybe I was just as naive as my sister thinks I am.I placed my hand on my head and tried to control my breathing.Emotions built up in me and my memory slowly came undone.It all came back to me.How he would want to be with me. Be around me and how I would cling to him because I liked him.I remembered his stares that made me blush and how he made me feel seen.I jumpe

London I woke up to the noise of knocking on my door. I stretched on the bed and blinked, taking my time to adjust to the light of the day. I rubbed my aching neck and stretched my limbs again. “I finally fell asleep.” The knocking intensified and I pushed myself to open it thinking it was Cathleen coming to kick me out. I opened the door and froze when I saw who was standing there. “E..E…Eva.” She nodded at me with a grim look on her face. “Can I come in?” I nodded, speechless. How did she…? She entered and glanced around the room. I stared at her as she walked around making herself comfortable. She patted the sheets and mumbled, “She has good taste.” She? I panicked and jumped to fix it. “I ordered the hotel, Eva. I don't know what you're talking about.” “Ordered?” She raised a brow and patted the pillow. Shit. I cursed. I bit my lips and let out a nervous laugh. “I…I meant reserved. I reserved this hotel myself. That was just a slip of tongue. I didn't mean t

SinclairNew York felt different. Cold and unwelcoming. It didn't feel like home anymore. My apartment felt too cold and clinical for my liking. My whole body and soul revolted against being here without London. I wanted to take it back to forty eight hours ago when it has been just us. Before Cathleen had appeared and ruined everything. She didn't even say goodbye. I pushed the silly thought away. Of course she couldn't have said goodbye. I wasn't supposed to know that she had been there with me. She didn't know I knew. My phone pinged with a new email as it had been doing since I stepped foot in new York. All the business I had put on the back burner while I was off falling in love demanding my immediate attention now. I was yet to remove Harper from the position of my assistant and wondered if I should even bother anymore. London who had had a problem with her was no where near me. But truly, Harper was over due a better position. I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. The

LondonI pulled down my gown and let out a breath as I walked into the club.I walked around till I saw a female server. She wore a bright pink uniform and smiled as she served the customers. I waited till she was done before I went to her.“Excuse me.”“Yes.” She balanced a tray of empty drinks and looked at me.“I'm here for the interview.” Her face broke into a smile. “You're here for the interview!”I forced a smile on my face and nodded, “Yes. I am.” “Come with me. I'll take you to the boss lady.” I followed her and we weaved through crowds of servers and clients. She stole a glance at my legs, and then my face. She looked into my eyes and smiled.I tried to say something but she beat me to it and said, “This is the office.” She pointed at the door.I nodded and knocked. “Come in.” The person inside said. I let out a breath and walked in. The first thing that assaulted my senses was the smell. The room smelled like a store for rotten food. I held my breath and started breath

My alarm went off a few minutes to six. I woke up with an irritated groan, no longer used to the early mornings after my one week of waking up whenever the fuck I wanted. I had luckily been able to get back my dog walking gigs, combined with my new job at the club I was back to being afloat, and I used that term loosely. I swung out of bed and made my way to the kitchen. I turned on the kettle and dug out a clean mug. I headed to the bathroom while I waited for the water to boil.. Splashing cold water on my face did little to wake me up fully. I brushed quickly before walking back to the kitchen. As soon as that first hit of coffee hit my bloodstream, I began to feel alive. I stood against the kitchen cabinet and gulped the whole cup down before going to get dressed. A while later I was leaving my apartment in a T-shirt, leggings and sneakers combo. Most of the dogs I walked were from the nicer neighborhood three blocks away. It was on the way to the dog park so I hacked a route and