Olivia's Pov:The lingering panic from earlier gripped me. Even when Lucas had called me, I struggled to string more than two words together. Was it even reasonable to feel this way, considering how close we had become? With my thoughts in turmoil, I eventually drifted into an uneasy sleep.In the midst of my dreams, the chime of my apartment's doorbell abruptly brought me back to reality. Groggily, I glanced at the clock on my bedside table; its glowing digits displayed the ungodly hour of 1 o'clock in the morning.Panic surged through me as I wondered who could be ringing my doorbell at this ungodly hour. I flicked on the lights, casting a hesitant glance around my room, my heart pounding in my chest. The doorbell's persistent chime echoed through my apartment.As I cautiously made my way out of my room and toward the front door, the voice calling my name became clearer. "Olivia, come out," it urged urgently. It didn't take long for me to recognize that it was Lucas.With trembling
Olivia's Pov:As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the city, I found myself getting ready for what promised to be an interesting dinner at Lucas's uncle's house. The atmosphere was charged with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as I picked out a simple yet elegant dress, one that would hopefully make a good impression.I couldn't help but recall the events of the past few days. The unexpected turn of events with Lucas had left me in a whirlwind of emotions, but I couldn't deny the connection that had blossomed between us. He had been there for me, and I had opened up to him about my past, a significant step in our budding relationship.As I applied a light touch of makeup and looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but wonder what the evening had in store. Meeting Lucas's uncle was a big step, and I hoped that I would make a favorable impression on him. After all, Lucas's uncle was not just any relative; he had played a pivotal r
As I walked into the office building, I couldn't shake off the flutter of excitement in my chest. The thought of seeing Lucas, even if it had to be in secret, had a way of making my mornings brighter.As I went about arranging my desk, Lucas walked by. Without turning to face him, I offered a casual "Good morning." He replied in kind and continued walking. However, just a moment later, he doubled back, and I turned to look at him, surprised."Is everything alright?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.He shook his head, a playful glint in his eyes. "No, where's your smile?"I couldn't help but chuckle at his remark. "Well, I guess my smile was on a coffee break this morning," I quipped.Lucas grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "We can't have that, now can we?" He reached over and playfully tapped the corner of my lips with his index finger, making me break into a genuine smile."That's more like it," he said, clearly satisfied with the result.I shook my head, amused by his antics.
We continued to drive in silence, and then I noticed that we were taking a turn towards his house. I glanced at him, feeling a bit puzzled."Why are we heading to your house?" I inquired, my curiosity getting the better of me.He smirked, glancing at me briefly before returning his gaze to the road. "I want to impress my date."I chuckled at his response, a mixture of surprise and amusement bubbling within me. "Impress your date, huh? I guess I'm looking forward to seeing what you have in store."Lucas flashed me a confident grin as he parked the car in the driveway of his impressive mansion. "I promise you won't be disappointed."He got out of the car and quickly came over to open my door, extending his hand to help me out. I took it graciously, stepping out of the vehicle with a playful smile."Chivalry isn't dead, is it?" I teased as we walked towards the entrance of his grand home.Lucas chuckled. "Not when you're around."Walking into his house, a sense of excitement and anticipa
Lucas pov:I enjoy our daily routine now. We work in the office in the morning, and in the evening, we either go to her place or mine for dinner and maybe watch a movie. After meeting Olivia, my life took an unexpected turn, one filled with laughter, love, and a newfound sense of purpose. She waltzed into my world like a breath of fresh air, bringing with her a warmth and light that I didn't know I was missing. With her by my side, every day feels like an adventure, and every moment brims with possibility. Olivia has a way of effortlessly melting away the barriers I've spent years building, replacing them with a sense of vulnerability and connection that I never knew I craved. Each morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, I found myself eagerly anticipating the day ahead. Stepping into the bustling office, I was greeted by the familiar reassuring presence of Olivia by my side. Together, we navigated through meetings, deadlines, and endless meetings. Olivia's unwavering support an
I woke up to the sound of Olivia's phone ringing. She was already asleep beside me, her soft breathing filling the room with a sense of calm. As I reached over to silence the incessant ringing, I noticed the caller ID – an unfamiliar number.A jolt of curiosity surged through me as I hesitated, wondering who could be calling at this hour. Should I answer? Ignore it? I glanced at Olivia, her peaceful expression betraying no hint of the turmoil that lay beneath the surface of our relationship.Taking a deep breath, I pressed the answer button, my hand trembling slightly as I held the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper."Is Olivia there?" a man's voice came through the line, unfamiliar and yet oddly familiar.I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. "Uh, no, she's asleep. Can I take a message?" I managed to reply, trying to keep my voice steady despite the racing of my heart."This is Simon, her fiancé. Could you please let her know I called?" he said, his
The dim lights of the bar cast long shadows, creating a cocoon of anonymity that I desperately needed. I slumped onto a barstool, feeling the weight of my sorrow and confusion press heavily upon me. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of stale beer and cigarette smoke, a fitting backdrop for my current state of mind.I howled at the waiter, my voice rough and edged with desperation. "Keep serving me your strongest drink," I demanded, my words slurred with a mix of anger and sadness. The bartender nodded, not questioning my obvious distress, and poured me a glass of something amber and potent.I took a long, burning swig, the alcohol searing a path down my throat. I wasn't sure if it was to my liking, but I didn't care. My taste was peculiar tonight, just like the tangled mess of emotions inside me. Olivia's deception gnawed at my mind like a relentless parasite. She had hidden something monumental from me, and now I couldn't fathom who she had been cheating with exactly. Was it t
The night was a blur of tears and regret. I sat on the edge of our bed, clutching my phone tightly, waiting for Lucas to call back. Each passing minute felt like an eternity, and the silence from his end was deafening. I had called him repeatedly, leaving voicemails, but he never picked up. The weight of my secrets and the fear of losing him pressed heavily on my chest."Please, Lucas, just pick up," I whispered, my voice breaking as tears streamed down my cheeks.But the phone remained silent, mocking my desperation. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I cried myself to sleep, curled up in a ball, feeling more alone than ever.Morning came too soon, and I jolted awake, a sense of dread settling over me. My first instinct was to reach for my phone, hoping that maybe, just maybe, Lucas had called. My heart raced as I saw the screen light up, but my hope was quickly dashed when I saw the name: Cara.Caroline was calling me. I wondered what she wanted at this time of the morning. Reluc