The moment I saw him, I wanted to burst but I couldn't because I didn't want to get any attention from anyone. I don't know what to say or do because my heart and mind were in chaos. I did not expect to see him and with all the day in my life, it happened at Alle's wedding.
He kept on looking at me like he couldn't believe that I'm a few meters away from him. I have a feeling that he wanted to hug me but he opted not to because he could notice that I'm not moving to come close to him either.
"The bride just arrived!" Bella called. "Alright everyone please fall in line," she instructed all the entourage and we quickly gathered in the aisle near the front door of the church.
"Maris this is Marco my cousin and he will be your partner," I was surprised to know that Bella and he are related to each other. Damn! what a small world.
"Faith this is Gregg he is my cousin too and he is your pair," Wow! I could say Bella got good-looking genes. I smiled at
The previous night, Marco was like begging me to welcome him back again but it isn't easy. He was pleading for me to just stay in Chicago and not run away anywhere. I could certainly feel inside my heart that I still love him, that I could give up if we stayed longer beside each other. I told him that I'm not dating anyone and that earned a sigh of relief from him. Since I left New York, dating never crossed my mind. The truth, I really don't want to date because I'm not over him. The next morning, I was awakened by the ringing of my phone. I felt irritated because I'm still sleepy as I slept late the previous night. The thought of Marco made it hard for me to do so. I immediately pushed the answer button without checking who the hell was calling me early in the morning. "Hello," I yawned. "Faith, I know you're not busy so meet me at cafe Le Cryst in two hours," that was Bella and I believed I have an idea of why she wanted to see me. I thought it was still e
"Miss Anderson, these flowers are for you," one of our attendants in the company placed a bouquet of red roses on my table. No need for me to check who sent them because clearly, it was from Marco again. He never missed sending me flowers every week for the past six months. He too kept on sending me messages every day though I don't reply often. Sometimes I just say thank you and that was it. I don't know who from my friends gave him my digits but anyways, he always has his ways and I couldn't stop him on that. He could fly to Chicago from New York anytime he wanted but I defied him because it isn't necessary as I'm not going anywhere else. Besides, I really love my job at Williams Company and I'm tired of running away. He said I should let him do what he's doing because it makes him happy that even it was hard, we still have communication and that's what matters to him. Our friends persuaded me especially Bella to give him a chance and to trust him. But I to
As soon as I got out of the building, I saw Marco leaning on his car while scrolling on his phone. I could say he's just wasting his time for me again and I hate it. How could he be productive in his business if he's like that? Damn, Marco!As I was approaching him, I could tell that my heart is betraying me because it was beating quickly and heavily. Though I hated that he's wasting his time, I felt a part of me is happy to see him the way he was when we were in New York."What are you doing here?" I furrowed and he smiled at the sight of me. He put back his phone in his pocket and he looked at me like he wanted to hug me but decided not to. All because he's aware that I'm not into a public display of affection and we are not officially back together."Faith, let's have dinner," he invited me like he was sure that I will go with him. Well, I really had no other choice because I knew he will not back down until I say yes like in the previous times. Also, I didn'
"Good morning, Architect Anderson," that was Sarah, my assistant. I could say she's doing well in her job. I always get butterflies in my stomach every time I heard them call me Architect because I couldn't believe I am already. I recalled the moment I received a congratulatory message from Marco. I cried hard in my room because of mixed emotions. The feeling that finally, I got my dream job and I wanted to celebrate it with him but it was hard. All because I know it wasn't the right time for both of us. A lot of things needed to get fixed before we could totally celebrate freely. Chadrick appointed me as the team lead in the Architectural and design department. I accepted the offer seven months ago because they believe in me and that I should believe in myself too that I'm ready to elevate my position. I felt so thankful that I'm surrounded by a lot of support from my friends and colleagues. Seated in my office, I contemplated. I couldn't believe that
"Faith, can I kiss you?" The moment I heard him, my heart pulsated erratically. I didn't know what to do as he cupped my face. He was looking at me with his deep-set of eyes and for me it was dangerous. Our lips met and I wanted to push him away but my traitor self was controlling me. His kisses were so deep and passionate. I closed my eyes and felt him savoring my lips like he was accounting for all the months that we've wasted. I didn't know for how long we were kissing when I got the courage to push him away. Marco is handsome as hell and as sweet as heaven. He really captured my heart and he's the only one who could light the fire inside me. I'm afraid he could consume my soul if we continue doing it. I wanted to give every part of me but I know it was not the right thing to do. We have goals to reach and we have a long way to do it. We should not get distracted by each other's desires. "I...I s...should go," I trailed off because I felt deeply intense. H
When it was time to go home, I had no other choice but to ride in his car. We sent Maris first to her place before dropping me at mine. Our ride was smooth because he never bothered me with anything. I wanted to ask about his penthouse in Chicago but I opted not to because I didn't want to start a topic. It could only lead us to more talks that will surely add to my tension. When we arrived in front of my apartment, I thanked him for driving us home safely. I bid goodbye and didn't even spare a look at his eyes. I could say I was rude but I don't have the courage, because if I do, I'm afraid I could melt by the way he looks at me. "No problem," he breathed out "You should rest early, I know you're tired," the care could be felt. Right away, I went out of his car before my traitor self betrays me. Sometimes, I felt guilty for prolonging our agony but I needed to stand firm with my decision. I could definitely say that what I'm doing is the best for both of
I didn't know how would I feel knowing that the project will be constructed by Marco's company. That's the project he mentioned before that will start soon. I felt I was fooled having no idea at all. "What is he trying to do?" I believed he and Chadrick conspired to keep it confidential until the presentation. I wanted to shout and smash all the documents on my table out of irritation. I needed to talk to him and burst all my exasperation because I felt like he deceived me and it's not fun. I reached for my phone and sent him a message "Need to talk to you," was the content. "Alright, I'll fetch you," he replied quickly and I could tell that he's aware as to why. I slouched on my chair and covered my face with my palm before I sighed. I couldn't believe that I will be working with Matthews's Group on my first big project. The hell! After my office hours, I rushed downstairs because I'm certain that Marco's already waiting for me. It was pr
Two days passed and he never sent even a piece of message for me. I could definitely say that I'm not used to it. I clearly understood that he was upset because of our spiteful conversation the last time but still, I'm concerned about him. I was hoping he applied some cure to his bleeding knuckles. I guess I did overreact on accepting the fact that they will be our partner in the project and I felt guilty about it. On the day of our presentation, I opted to wear a suit and partnered it with high heels. For me, it was important to look good in front of everyone to boost my confidence. "Or to look good in front of him?" My mind taunted me! Silly! "Architect, the presentation will start in ten minutes," Sarah reminded me because we shouldn't be late. I sat up immediately from my chair and motioned for her to follow me out. I requested her to handle all the hard documents and I entrusted the distribution of them to all the members included in the meeting. When I