Kane
We come into Miss Benson's little apartment on the third floor and according to human nature, I should be rolling my eyes around the apartment. It's still not fully settled for a person to stay in. It contains a single room and there's still a lot of stuff packed in boxes.
"Sorry, it's too small", she mutters, pressing a forced smile. "I can only afford it for now"
"That's fine. Once I used to have the same kind of apartment", I say with a smile.
She seals her lips and pauses staring at me without even blinking her eyes.
"Miss Benson", I roll my eyes.
"Yes", her lips widen into a l
Ivanna "You don't reply to my messages", Irene husks in a disappointed tone as we sip from the iced coffee. "I don't get time to chat. There's too much happening", I lie. A few minutes can be easily managed but my sister being the ex of my husband is definitely not a very comfortable thing. I know how Irene is. She's good at heart but sometimes she's too difficult to handle. "Once you had time to gossip with me for hours on the call. You had two jobs right then and you were a full-time student. You had no servant in your tiny apartment and did everything alone. Was life easier than this one back then?" She can attack straight on the spot.
IvannaReality hits us with my phone ringing somewhere. I strive to get away from his grip but he doesn't let me go. He stares at me— still in the muse."Chris," I whisper, squirming in his arms. "My phone's buzzing""Let it buzz," he husks.The air becomes heavy between us and I know if I let it go with the flow, we'll end up on the bed like always. We always do it after a mess and I don't know how intense love making makes it all easy for a while.Just for a while!I don't want a temporary convenience. Nor do I want to solve it every time like this. He tucks my hair gently behind my ear as
Emily"Miss Benson, I apologise for leaving without letting you know and I hope you won't face any problem regarding the lock. The key must be somewhere around. Thanks for your hospitality. You don't need to attend the office until I come back to the city. I'll let you know once I'm back. And take care"I have read this note more than ten times since I got it on the table. My morning started differently on the couch today. When I woke up, I almost panicked about Kane, thinking he might have fallen asleep too and missed his flight.However, he was already gone. I panicked again thinking about the lock but he was too smart to manage to get out of here. The most surprising thing was the blanket.I didn't know my
Ivanna"No!" I whisper to myself in disbelief with my entire body icing over there.It's not possible. I feel sweat forming all over my forehead and goosebumps all over my body. It can't be true.Adrian!He can't be. In just a single moment, all the flashes of that night rewind in front of my eyes. I shiver, gasp and sweat, grabbing the pillar next to me."Okay, that's fine. I'm coming over there," he adds.I gulp, drawing my eyebrows together and looking behind.Adrian is on a call.
IvannaI love the sky. And I love his company while staring at the countless stars over there. He knows it so well.He brings me to an unfamiliar spot. It has nothing around. No construction, no locality. It's an open field, surrounded by a row of trees. As he said, the place is under review to have some construction and the best place to watch the dark sky.I don't remember for how long we're staring at the stars. I'm indeed looking for mom and chase and he must be doing the same for his lost ones. At least, there's a similarity between us which connects us more than anything.When two lonely people looking for comfort after ages, they are automatically connected. I always wondered what's the only thing to make me bound to this man even after so many crucial secrets.Because unknowingly enough, he filled all the voids of my life as I did to him."Why didn't you look for him?" Chris
Ivanna A week passed after that weird moment. Adrian never behaved like that again and I thought I was overthinking all that. How can Adrian be the person? He just came back from England a few months ago, as Noah said. He couldn't be in Texas almost two years ago. Besides, why would he hide it if he recognised me? Until then, I wanted the person to come back but now I don't want it. Because when the need becomes more important than love, all we care about is need. Christian is my NEED. I have come to meet Irene after the gym session since I usually have an hour's break before my class starts. We met in the same coffee shop. When she called me last night to catch up, I gave her a condition. I would only meet her if she didn't talk about Christian at all. I literally hate it when she even utters his name. Is that insecurity or jealousy? I don't know.
IvannaMy brain stops functioning right away as I gawk at him in disbelief, shaking my head. Closing my eyes tightly, I strive to wake up. It has to be a nightmare.It better be one."Face it, Ivanna", Adrian husks in a low tone as I feel him getting closer to me.I take my steps back, widening my eyes at him. He's staring at me intensely."Face the truth", he groans."It's not. It can't be", I can hardly speak."It won't change if you want it to be, Ivanna", as he gets closer to me, softly speaking, I take another step back.If he's the one, I'm surely in love with him.But I don't know why it feels so wrong. So damn wrong. It feels so sinful to get closer to him."It's true that—" his hand lifts towards my face but I immediately nudge it away. My body shivers with anticipation as I don't even dare to look at him.
Christian As I try to solve the issues in the pile of sheets—frustrated and annoyed, a knock occurs at the door. "Who's that?" I groan. "Come later. I'm busy" "Okay" That one light voice stops my hands from moving on the sheets and leaving all the stupid things aside. My eyes automatically drift to the door as I see Ivanna turning back. "Wait!" I jump off my seat as she immediately looks up at me. A silly smile curves on my face. "That was you? Why on this earth do you need to knock?" I sniff, smiling at her. "It's not our bedroom", she mumbles. "So, what?" I walk towards her as she reaches me. She says nothing, just peers deep into my eyes in silence. I realise she doesn't often come to my office. The last time she came here was when she was angry. Now, she's calm. "What a pleasant surprise, Mrs Scott", my hands spiral aro