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TWO-YEARS AGOAshton and I had been dating for two months, and every time I thought it could not get any more perfect, he proved me wrong. We were far beyond infatuation. Every time he was in front of me, I never wanted to let go, and when we were apart, it felt like torture. I looked forward to our morning drive when going to work, and I dreaded the evening drive when he dropped me off at my apartment. Working under Aston was much better than working under Mr Samuels. Everyone in the department was decent with me, and they even tried to earn extra points with Ashton by being extra nice to me when he was around. It was not awful, but I did wish it were not all fake. There was still gossip about what Ashton and I were to each other, and because no response was given to the articles, everyone was free to speculate.I asked Ashton if we could keep our relationship a secret, and he agreed. As things stood, it was all gossip and rumours, nothing had been confirmed, so people did not bothe
The office was buzzing.The silent gazes and stares were the major tell-tale sign of the newest hot topic of office gossip. The divorce and settlement. It was public knowledge at this point, tabloids and blogs had been posted barely hours after the ruling was passed. I knew Ridley had something to do with it, with everything that happened between us the same day, asking him about how the news had leaked so quickly was not the first thing on my mind...and if I had to be honest, I was not too bothered about it. Ashton had embarrassed me way too many times, this felt like some kind of payback. Lisa had already set down my morning coffee and the documents I had to look at when I arrived. She smiled and stood perfectly in front of my desk."Good morning, Ms Rawlins," she said with a smile, like she had planned to do it for the longest time. I returned the smile. "Good morning, Lisa. How are you?" I greeted her as I shrugged off my coat and sat. "How much work do I have to suffer through t
My vision was blurry, and my body felt heavy. I could feel the weight of my body when I got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom in the most disoriented way. Every step felt heavier than the last, and I wanted nothing more than to go back into bed and rot for the entire day until I was not feeling like a zombie that could not control its own body. Even though it felt like an out-of-body experience, I struggled through my bathroom routine and ended with a cold shower. The heaviness I felt when I woke up had reduced significantly, though I could still feel the remainder of the hangover.Ridley was seated on the bed, scrolling on his phone when I walked out of the bathroom. He looked up once he heard me and put the phone on the bedside table. Unlike me, he was put together and did not look like he was cast for the Thriller music video. After setting his phone aside, he stood up and walked over to me. His green eyes scanned me, as if searching for any bruise or injury. I looked at h
I was a bit loopy when I woke up, but nothing a cold shower and some food could not fix. Ridley had already set the table with breakfast delectables by the time I was done dressing up and ready. The smell of the food wafted through the entire hallway, and as I had expected, Lou was already sitting at the table with a plate of food already at her mercy. As if sensing my presence, Ridley turned to face me and smiled. I walked up to him. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. "Good morning, beautiful." He greeted, and I smiled back. "Good morning," I replied before he placed a light kiss on my lips. "I should have warned you not to feed her, or else she won't leave." I joked, referring to Lou. She looked up and glared before going back to the meal she was enjoying too much. "I need all the energy I can get for the day. Stetson drama is so exhausting." She sounded genuinely amused in between the chewing and talking. Ridley pulled out a chair for me, and I took a seat and d
TWENTY-FIVEEverything was spiralling around me. Okay, perhaps that was an exaggeration but I had to make my decision and I was still so unsure even after speaking to Harris, Lou, Lisa and some random man in a cafe. Lou told me to ignore Mr Stetson's offer because it was "scraps" compared to what I would gain if we continued with court whereas Lisa had offered advice that was basically, 'it's all up to you, but I think you should take Mr Stetson's offer'.Ridley had made clear what his stance was in all this, voicing his opinion more than necessary. In spite of everything, I knew that this was my life, Ridley's opinion or personal vendetta was not going to affect my decision in any way, I would not let it. I did the one thiing that had never failed me, visiting my parents. The last flowers I had brought had dried up and the petals blown away by the wind, I removed the dry flowers and replaced them with the fresh ones I came with. The groundskeeper stood far from me but I could feel h
TWENTY-FOUR (2 YEARS AGO)The air was getting colder as the days went on and in spite of the gradually changing weather, Lou and I had yet to call a repair-man to fix our heater, it would only be a while before we decided to stop putting it off. The cold chill of the night that made me pull my sheets to my neck is what reminded me of the fact that it would only get colder. The days had gone by so fast, if it were not for the fact that I was like a giddy teenager counting everday since I had been asked out, I would have lost track of everything. My phone rang with a notification and I excitedly opened it and was filled with excitement when Ashton's name flashed on the screen. I opened his text and smiled when I saw that he would be coming to see me."Let me guess, it's loverboy?" Lou spoke from the kitchen while cooking something and my lack of response answered her rhetorical question. "You guys have been spending too much time together, I feel like I have no social life since I'm no
CHAPTER THIRTEEN The divorce papers were right in front of me. I had read them numerous times but could not bring myself to put
CHAPTER TWELVE (2 YEARS AGO)My nervousness had reached an all-time high. Today would be my last day at Stetson Hotel if I was not offered a permanent job, and quite frankly the chances of that happening were zero to none. I had been unable to sleep and for the past week, I had been on the lookout
CHAPTER TENWhen Ridley proposed "letting loose," the first thing I thought of was a club and getting wasted. After all, he had already offered me a cup of wine. I was insistent on refusing and going back to work. He kept trying to get me to accept, but I was hellbent on going back to Stetson Hotel
CHAPTER NINE I took a seat on my new chair and breathed in. Ridley stood in front of my new huge glass and wooden table with a wide, triumphant smile. His smile was so infectious that I smiled back and stretched my arms, excited about what was to happen ahead. "So?..." He looked at me with huge e







