Yara. It was not until the afternoon of the following day that I woke up. I was in a tiny room, sleeping in a tiny bed, which could hardly accommodate my frame. Rubbing my eyes to clear my vision, I dragged my uncooperative body towards the exit, and the silence that surrounded the whole place
After stepping out of the building, we stood outside the company gates for minutes before our ride arrived. It was a black limo, looking mysterious and, obviously discreet . Angel had arranged it and although I fully trusted her, I still had my doubts. I had a feeling that the Hurts were going to
" It was pushed forward. It will be in a week or so. " I explained and she nodded in understanding. " Is everything okay with Jasmine?" Maybe she sensed my worry because she asked shortly after, looking bothered. " I don't know. She informed me over text and although I was worried, I couldn't
" Don't worry. I have a perfect plan for us. I will get us out of here." Angel promised and my heart twitched as I watched her weak frame sitting on the computer typing only heaven knew what. She was also hurting but for my sake, she was willing to overlook her pain and take care of things, and t
No matter how broken I was, I couldn't sit, wallow in my pain, and do nothing. So, I did what a friend was supposed to do, and I showed up. " It's me, Yara. Open up." After knocking at her office door for minutes, I called out, and her cries ceased. She had heard my voice. " Yara? Why are you
Yeah, after such a long night, after everything that had happened, the only place that I could think of coming back to was the company. I was unwilling to go home. But home? Did I still have a home? With everything that had happened, was there still Bryce and I or just I ? fighting against eve