2 Year Later “Come here.” I held my hands out to my two years old son Peter Moretti. He grinned and hugged me. I picked him up and turned my attention to Kathrine who was laying on the couch with her face covered and groaning. “What happened?” I asked, chuckling at her. We are living together in Amsterdam. “You know what that loser was saying? He called me a witch!” She complained about her boyfriend. “Did you two get into a fight?” I asked, putting Peter on the baby chair and getting his food. “Ah, leave it. How was your work?” She asked, turning to me. “Fine as usual.” I replied, feeding Peter. I completed my graduation and began to work in a school as an English teacher. “Hmm…” I smiled sadly, looking down. I think a part of my soul is dead, no matter much how vibrant my life is, but the devoid ate me up.l Leading me back to the day I lost Tyler, the indescribable pain of it will never cease. “What are you thinking?” Kathrine asked. I quickly wiped the tears whi
I stood at the altar, knowing what was about to happen but still a smile was plastered upon my lips. My heart flutters in happiness because that’s the day I am going to marry the love of my life, Lydia. She is my everything and now I want to spend my life with her. I cannot explain my content, a feeble emotion of love and benediction filled me up. My blue eyes glistened in excitement to espy the upcoming moment. I am looking forward to it. I ran my hand in my black hair and turned to look at my Best friend Christian Elvis, looked at me with a smirk and showed me a thumbs up.I chuckled and turned away, waiting for my bride to come and end this tormenting wait of mine. As I was waiting, one of my men came to me,“Mr Moretti.” He called me. A faint smirk crept upon my lips as I turned to look at him. He whispered something in my ears as my eyes widened in horror. My heart clenched and broke to pieces. My lips began to quiver as I lost my strength. It hurt me more than I could have an
Candice POV:-My heart is thumping out of my chest in terror. I am so scared, just because of a certain someone who thinks if he has money he is superior, my job slipped out of my grasp. What was my fault that he did this to me? What have I done to him, I am not the one who made the coffee. Just because of his short temper I lost my job and I am so scared, what my father would do if he came to know about it. My father is very strict and always ridicules me. I left the hotel and went to a random park.I wanted to tell my best friend Sophie about what happened but she just got married and I don’t want to disturb her.I sighed as a few tears rolled down my cheek. I covered my face in my hands and let out silent sobs. I am not sad because of the job but to see Father’s reaction. I wiped my tears and went home. I entered, no one home. My younger brother, Rufus is at work and my Father is at the grocery shop he owns. Even living together we are all apart.I kept cursing that rich man who
A shiver went down my spine when I heard it. I quickly averted my gaze as I felt a blush rose to my cheeks. I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and focused on my work as all of them left.After he left, I put my hand over my chest and let out a deep breath. How dare he do that. I clicked my tongue in the direction where they left and focused on my work, not wanting to think about it.After work, I went out wanting to go to work but it was raining heavily outside. My jaw dropped upon seeing it, not knowing what I should do to get out of this, the bus stop is far away and it’s not good to drench in rain because of my white shirt. I don’t know what I should do.I stood outside the library for a good two hours, sitting on the stairs, waiting for the rain to finish. As I was sitting I saw that guy coming out. He was leaving but he saw me and to boil my blood he stopped and turned to me giving me a look filled with amusement.“I thought a beggar was sitting here.” He taunts, taking a
Tyler POV:-“You!”“You!” We both said with venom.“Do you guys know each other?” Christian asked.“I wish not.” I spat, glaring at her.“I am also not dying to meet you. I came for her.” She hissed.“You are the one that loves following me.” I said rudely.“And you, who follows my trails like a dog.” She mocked. I don’t know whether I should be angry or laugh hearing it.I turned to Christian who was looking at me with a smirk and with such amusement, I glared at him to warn him to keep his mouth shut as I growled, “Christian, she is that ill mannered girl I told you about.”“Sophie, he is that rude guy who thinks he can do anything with money.” If I could, I would have shown you your place.“Oh, and you, who can’t even work properly.” I said.“Well I would rather be jobless than to serve someone like you.” She hissed. I narrowed my eyes on her, controlling my anger and not saying anything that I will regret later.“I don’t even want you to serve me, woman.” I said nonchalantly, beli
I went home and got ready for dinner. It’s time to start everything. I looked at my reflection for the last time and looked out and saw it was raining heavily. Even this can work to my favor. I smirked and turned to the mirror, remembering the picnic I once had with Lydia. ***I left all my work just to be here Lydia. I canceled all my meetings and everything just to be here on time so that she won’t be angry. Right now, I am laying on her lap and looking at the sky, feeling all too peaceful. The sky is so vast everyone could be free there.“The sky seems so free.. Lydia.” I said to her, She called me to have a picnic and is now using her phone. She hummed, not paying attention to me so I took her phone, “Tyler! Give it back.” She frowned. I turned it off and put it aside. “No, now listen to me.” I said, smiling at her. She sighed and shook her head.“I was saying that the sky is endless.”“Yeah..”“You know, when I saw young my mother used to say that the people who die go to the sk
“Candice… I w-want to apologize.. You are right.. I.. shouldn’t have talked to you like this. I-I am sorry.” I stuttered. It’s been years since I have apologized to someone and I know I have to do this. ‘I have to redeem my mistake. Perfect.’“W-What?” She looked at me with a hint of amazement, not expecting this from me at all. She blinked, trying to register my words. There was a pause between us and I cannot take it anymore. “Please.” I swallowed hard, waiting for her reply.“Your sorry cannot give me my job back.” That was her reply. “It can. I can help, not help but I can make you get your job back. Please just forgive me.” I said hurriedly. She looked at me for about a minute and asked in a faint voice, “Do you mean it?”“What do you think?” I asked. She passed me a feeble smile and lowered her head. “I guess we are friends now.” I said happily.She shot her head to me, shocked, “What?” She asks in a low whisper.“I guess we are friends.”“In a few seconds?” She asked, amu
“Where do you want to go anyways?” He asked. “Don’t you have work?” I questioned back. “I just finished it, so I thought I should pay you a visit.” He said casually. “It feels weird.” I said, stopping. “What happened?” He asked, turning to me. “Look around you and me, Tyler. I feel strange going out with you. I am sorry, I cannot come.” I said turning to leave. I don’t understand but I feel weird, he comes and takes me with him. Everything feels eerie, I thought he would forget about me but here he is taking me out. “Maybe next time, Tyler.” I said turning to him and passing him an apologetic smile. “Next time I will kidnap you normally.” He joked. I laughed a little and went to work again. For the next week, I didn’t see him. Maybe because I made him angry and he doesn’t want to hangout anymore, but I am not complaining, I am totally fine with it. He and I shouldn’t hangout, his overpowered presence is scary. I shook my head and finished work. I took my stuff and left for h