Sarah fell in love, a decision she believes to be her biggest mistake.Her supposed happily ever after, her carefully planned forever had just been caught in bed with another woman and she had been carelessly cast aside.She's careful not to make the same mistake a second time.But, what happens when love is reignited after the embers have died down?What happens when you can't just let of love?View More
Sarah walked into her boss's office with the written report edited and ready to be published.After going out with Micheal the previous night, she had settled down on it, feeling as though she could now finally do it without the thought of Handel occupying her mind in the most unhealthy way.She had focused on Micheal, how nice he had been during dinner, funny and absolutely down to earth. He had none of the sophisticated charm Handel had shown but he was okay, all the same.She had also agreed to see him again although she wasn't sure if anything would happen between them both. They seemed to strike off as two good friends.She knocked on the door and walked in."Sir, I have the report ready for publishing as soon as possible"Her boss spared her a glance and beckoned on her to sit.Sarah was surprised. Her boss had never done something like this. He preferred people standing while he sat, some so
"I am only going because you are such a nag”, Sarah crossed her arms, staring at Pierce.“nope. Yhou are doing this because you need to. Because I am not going to let you mope around like some wounded bear. You need to go out and find someone, Sarah”“I do not need someone. I need to work and sleep”, sarah replied stubbornly.“you have been doing that for a week. Taking up things that are none of your business, getting yourself all worked up and shit. You, love, need to relax”, Pierce told her.“I would have been if you haven’t suggested I hear Juan out. As it stands, you are the reason my brains is all muddled up. If I had not heard a word about the bullshit he had to say, I wouldn’t have to bury my nose in work to escape the what ifs. ““I said I was sorry, didn’t I? that is why I am trying to make it up to you, trying to give you a night out. Just go, have fun an
Handel walked into his parents house, a grim expression on his face, juan by his side. It was clear to anyone who saw him that the last place he wanted to be was here. It had been home to him for years brfore he knew what a home was supposed to be like.After he moved out, he barely came home. It was easier to be far away than nearer to his parents. Even now, he was here because there was a lot at stake. He had sacrificed a lot because of what he wanted and as much as he hated coming back, it was a little inconvenience compared to others.“are you sure you don’t want to back out now? I could give you the perfect cover”, juan said from beside him.“he is not going to believe a word of anything I say if it doesn’t go according to his plan. I’ll be fine. It’s all a matter of saying yes to whatever bullshit he spews and find a way to counteract it later”, Handel replied him.“alright. I think I should chip in a word or two too. What do you think?
"Okay, so what combination of drinks do you think I should get? I'm open to new things", Sarah propped her chin on her elbow and leaned across the bar."Let's leave mixture of drinks for now. Ever had a single malt?", Will asked her."Nope", Sarah replied him."What's your drink?""Uhm, vodka? A little bit of champagne and spiked fruit punch""Then you need a single malt Scotch whisky""And why is that?", Sarah leaned closer, a smile playing on her lips."Because it hits closer than home and because if we're talking about widening your selection of drinks, alcohol to be specific, we have to include that", he explained."Oh, well. I'd say, let me take your word for it but that'll be a cliche. You're after all a bartender and you know your stuff""All to well", Will replied her and took out a bottle."Now, I'm going to pour you
Meghan struggled to keep her expression neutral, her eyes revealing no emotion as she walked in to her boss's office the next day.If he was going to reprimand her for being late, she would take it face on, not simpering like a coward.She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her falter or flinch."Sarah, step into my office", her boss said before she walked in through the open door."Yes, sir", she said curtly and walked in.When she walked in, she stood in front of his table, her arms folded."I never got the report from the interview""I just finished collating all the information, sir", she replied him.If she was to be honest with herself, she had deliberately put off doing any work on it.Despite what she wanted to believe or what she told Pierce, she was nowhere getting over Handel.Trying to piece about an article that stamped the
"How's Anna?""You wanna die, dude? Mention that name again", Handel snapped at his friend, looking up from the documents he had been poring over."She's your fiancee and I'm your best friend. I wonder why you haven't done the introductions", Juan grinned."She's not my fucking fiancee, stupid""And the blogs? The papers? The paparazzi?", Juan asked him."They can print all they fucking want. I'm going to figure out a way to stop all this nonsense", Handel told him."You know there's a lot hanging on this, right? Your future and all that. Plus, you've been getting new offers, courtesy of two industrial giants merging together", Juan informed him."I know that, damnit! I'm trying to do my best here.""You could get married to her and then get a divorce", Juan offered."She's never going to give me a divorce and you know it. She's pow
Half an hour later and Sarah stood in front of Montreal Fittings, trying to fight back tears that threatened to pour down her eyes. She put out her hand and hailed a cab.In the cab, she let out a choked sob followed by a string of expletives. Who the hell was Handel that she had to cry over him so much? He was nothing to her now anyways. He and his fiancée could go and have whatever wedding and fancy honey moon and whatever.He was her past now and she had to put the past behind her.The cab driver passed a box of tissue to her, a worried expression on her face.“You okay, love? You need anything?” she asked Sarah.“I’m fine, I’m good.” Sarah said as she blew her nose into a tissue.“You sure? You certainly don’t look it” the cab driver asked again.“Yeah, I just need to go home and probably sleep. I think I must have caught a cold.” Sarah replied.
”You said to see you, sir” Sarah said as soon as she walked into her boss office the next day.“Yes, I did. I got you booked in to see Annabel Evans” her boss said as he looked up from his screen.Oh yeah, she thought. She had called the secretary three the previous day but hadn’t gotten any replies. Whatever her boss had done to get Annabel to agree was something she itched to know. But he would tell her nothing that much she knew.“When is the interview scheduled for?” she asked.“An hour from now”An hour from now? How was supposed to…? Oh well…“Where is the interview to take place?” she asked. She would have preferred the office but she had come to realize that they preferred other places. Especially if they had a busy schedule.“She’s currently having a gown fitting. That is where the interview will be done” her boss replied“Where?”
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