LOGINToday, I am going to marry the man I love, Damon Mark Olson. We didn’t have it easy. I am the veritable Cinderella and he was my handsome prince. People frowned on our relationship. Even his mother never failed to show her dislike for me at every opportunity. But Damon fought hard for me. At the church, I heard the first notes of Pachelbel's Canon in D and started my bridal walk. Damon looked dapper in his suit but he looked distracted, and his hair looked kind of mussed. Tenderness swept over me. When I reached his side, he took my hand. An electric current coursed through our connected skin. Damon looked startled, and I almost laughed, The priest gave us his blessings. And to Damon, he said, “You may now kiss your bride.” I held my breath as Damon very gently lifted my veil. Our eyes connected, and I saw a swirling mass of emotions in his gaze before his head dipped and gave me a kiss that jarred me. He kissed expertly, too expertly, that my eyes flew to his face. And that was when realization sank in. I was not kissing Damon Mark Olson. I was kissing someone who looked exactly like him.
View MoreGwen POVI walked to my department and felt their eyes on me. It was undermining my newfound confidence.I faltered on my way in, seeing their gazes fixed on me like a piercing stab.I almost turned around to leave, but the thought that I do not have enough money in my pocket to survive even a week of joblessness, I began to grit my teeth and walked inside.I walked slowly, feeling the weight of my co-workers’ eyes on me.Even Lisa, who was already in her seat, snorted when she saw me coming in.“I thought you already gave up.” She told me, but I ignored her.There was no sense in forcing myself to respond when I knew that nothing I would say mattered to them.These people were here not only to undermine me. It was clear that day that they wanted to break me to submission if I wanted to continue working here.I bowed my head to let her think that I was submitting to her, but in my head, I reminded myself to be wary of everyone around me. No one here can be trusted, except Lorry. She
Gwen POVI brushed off my embarrassment. If I let anger take over and snapped at everyone mocking me, I knew my job could be at risk.I was new, friendless, and saddled with a potential lifelong enemy in my work-station neighbor, Lisa.I can’t add to the list.Antagonizing my co-workers on my first day on the job would be a big no.There are many things much crucial to the job, and that is the company culture. As a newbie, I needed to understand it first to be able to navigate my workplace effectively. The performance of the job is one thing. It was how to fit in and get the respect of your co-workers that hang on a lot of things.I dusted off my pants, went out in search of logistics, and asked if I could have my chair replaced.In the meantime, I endured standing while working.I saw several people from the office raise their brows at me, but I ignored them.Lunch break came. No one approached my desk to invite me to join them for lunch.That was okay. I was used to being alone. I w
Gwen POVLisa brought me to my desk.“This is your place.” She told me, grinning, while showing me to a cubicle that looked like it had been run over by a bus.It not only looked deserted, but there were chips on the edge of the makeshift table, and the chair that accompanied it looked like it would give out any time soon.I looked at it, and then at the grinning Lisa, thinking that she did this on purpose.But I kept thinking hard, “What for?” Was she one of those employees who were threatened when a new co-worker came on board? Jealousy in this type of setting seemed astounding. I reminded myself to be more alert in the future.I kept wracking my brains, thinking if I had seen her in the past, and we had a disagreement or a spat, but that would be impossible because I had only been here for almost two months. And I haven’t drifted far from the office.I looked at her.But she had this disdainful look on her face. She wanted me to react, but I couldn't. Not on my first day here. Bes
Damian POVAt the airport, we queued at the check-in counter and walked back to the lounge to wait.I chose to stay in the seats reserved for waiting passengers and pretended to sleep, but I was not asleep.“You did the right thing,” Mason said when he sat beside me.He pulled his laptop from his backpack and began tapping away.“Do you want to know what she is doing right now?”I turned my head sharply in his direction. An idea was forming in my head, but I found it so hard to digest.“Did you put a tracker on her?” I do not believe that Mason would resort to underhanded measures. He kept telling me that I should let go. That I should let Gwen well enough alone.But why is he telling me now that he put a tracker on her? Was he testing me?Mason already knew that I am a man of my word. I never backed out on my decision.I pushed through even when it was hard.I shook my head and glared at him. He grinned at me.He was teasing me. I knew it, but I also knew that if there was anyone who
Gwen POVI followed Monique’s progress as she made her way inside the newsroom and into her cubicle.I really do not know what was wrong with her. Shouldn’t she be happy that I was finally out of Nick’s way? I had been thrown out of the newsroom. I will no longer see Nick on a regular basis.Not th
Gwen POVJo directed her mischievous grin at me. She was looking at me playfully, but beneath the smile, her eyes glimmered with awe, and that was a bit disconcerting.I had often faced ridicule in the past. People judged me because of my relationship with Damon. If Jo felt the same, her eyes would
Damon POVMother looked at me in disbelief. It was as if she was processing what I told her in her head and found that it did not match any of her preconceived notions.She shook her head when she came through.“You don’t love her, Damon.”"I do," I insisted.“You only love her because she is meek
Damon POVAfter I left Chelsea’s place, I intended to go back to Roadster City, but the feeling that I was being followed again greeted me.I looked left and right. The hallway was empty, and there seemed to be no one around. Still, I could feel it.It was the same feeling I had inside the Daily Ne






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