Clarriese Zyah’s POV
Today, I saw with my own eyes how Dale’s expression changed when I showed it to him by surprise. His eyes glimmered with an emotion that I have never seen before. The smiles he had on his face were the reflection of how happy his heart was. I could feel that everything I saw was genuine. My heart tells me so.
“My girlfriend. . . ” he uttered. His voice was so soft that it felt like a piece of music to my ears. His hands were on my cheeks. His eyes were fixed on me. I could feel my face was burning red but I couldn’t bring myself to look away even though I wanted to. Seemed like I was mesmerized by the dark hazel eyes that stared at me intently.
Who could resist such enchanting stares?
Dale Daniel’s POVSince my father passed away, I thought no one could change me ever again but Zyah proved me wrong. In the battle between me and myself, maybe it was her who was the one I was waiting for to win the war on my battlefield. She is like a ray of sunshine to my gloomy mornings. As her smiles reflected on my eyes, she gradually taught me to learn to wear my smile too.You were the glimpse of fantasy in my reality, Zyah.I was comfortably sitting on my office chair when my gaze caught the black notebook on my table. This simple notebook means a lot to me. This is where I wrote all of the messages that Zyah sent to me when I was in America. I reached it with my hand and opened it. I started reading some of the phrases I wrote.
Clarriese Zyah’s POVI felt a severe pain when I tried to move my body. I gently rubbed my forehead and slowly opened my eyes. What welcomed me is the solid misty gove colored ambiance. The fear subsided when I realized that I am at Dale's home. This place is familiar to me because I’ve been here before. He brought me here when I was sick. And now, I am here again, still sick.I slowly removed the blanket covering me and was about to move when I suddenly felt pain from my ankle. I pushed the blanket away from my body and checked on my ankle then. It already has a bandage. I wonder who made it. My eyes explored my body and I wasn't really dreaming. My clothes were changed into pink pajamas. How come I am wearing this? Where did this come from?When I rose from the
Clarriese Zyah’s POVA week after, I felt better now. Honestly, to rest for a week but Dale insisted and took a one week leave for me. I persuaded him but I never won. He was first with his decision. I didn’t argue with him because I know that he only wants the best for me.“Oh no, Ms. Zyah!” Fatty exclaimed when I told her what happened to me when I came back to work. “That’s not really the place you should go!”“Fatty, don’t blame yourself.” I tried to calm her down. I leave a gentle pat on her shoulder. “It was my fault. I didn’t read the paper you gave me first. I must have misplaced it and taken something else.”She was hesitant
Clarriese Zyah’s POV“Zy!” I heard Dwight call me when I reached Light Way Park. “Here!” she waved her hand to get my attention. She was seated on a bench under a huge tree. From here, we could have a full glimpse of the park.A lot of kids are wandering around the park. Some couples were also spotted. How sweet they are!It’s already 9 in the morning but the sun rays were not that strong. I love the weather, it's good.I went in her direction. I am holding a milk tea in both of my hands. When I was seated next to her, I passed her the other one. Today, we agreed to meet here. Since we are both busy with our lives, even just 20-30 minutes of conversation is fine with u
Dale Daniel's POVI was browsing the pages of Inkwell's Magazine Monthly Edition when I heard someone knock on the door. When it opened, a woman holding an undeniable elegance came in from that opened door. A pearl square peplum black collarless jacket and a spandex semi bootcut slacks. She screamed with confidence."You're late, woman." I welcomed her with intense stares. "Are you abusing your freedom because the owner of the company is your boyfriend?"She paused and questioned me with her confused yet anxious gaze. She tried her best to let out a phrase but rather than voicing out her side, she bowed down her head.I left my seat and headed in her direction, slowly. "Where have you been?" I asked, a h
Clarriese Zyah's POVI put down the phone after I ended my conversation with Dale. After talking to him, I felt somehow better.Now, I am facing the computer's monitor right now, ready to publish our Inkwell's release at Dreammy Pen's website. I let out a deep breath and calmed myself. This is the job that Rosaline entrusted me to do. Maybe, wherever she is right now, she is waiting for me to publish these articles. Dale and the whole Inkwell organization trusted me on this job, I couldn't let them down.I formed a fist, gathering courage before I clicked the post button at the left side of the webpage. This is it! This is the first project of Inkwell that I am the Managing Editor. This is also the first time that I've got my article published on our website. I feel bl
Clarriese Zyah's POVMy mom and dad were very worried about my situation. They told me they couldn't think well because they are anxious about my situation. I assured them not to worry about me because I can handle myself. Besides, I am not alone in this matter. Even though such a thing happened, I know within my heart that J won't give up on my job.What just happened was indeed a traumatic experience but it's always been part of my journey as a journalist. The moment I take this path, it's inevitable. I just didn't expect that it would come sooner. I am just new at Dreammy Pen. It still isn't a year yet. I was only a few months here but I already brought a lot of trouble to the company. I couldn't help but feel guilty. I couldn't blame anyone but myself. Although it may sound odd, I think I could only bring bad luck to the company. I am putting Dale's career at risk. I couldn't bear seeing him carrying the burden and pressure
Clarriese Zyah's POV"Hey! Wake up!" I uttered in a loud tone, deliberately disturbing his sleep. It was already 6:30 in the morning but he was still lying on the bed. He is an early bird. He usually got up at 5. "Come one, lalaki!" I pulled his hand, forcing him to rise up. "We are going somewhere!"I just stared at him while he slowly opened his eyes, recovering from his sleep. So, this is how he looks when he got up every morning. He just woke up but still looked so fine, handsome. His gestures rubbing his eyes appeared adorable to me. He looked like a child sulking because his sleep was disturbed.I am sorry, Dale. I just really need to do this. It is still for you."Fix yourself first," I said and was abo