Marshmallow Friend

The elevator bell dinged and Lylah sauntered out, but not without an exasperated sigh leaving her lips.

"Good morning Miss Jeurgens", May greeted.

Lylah only managed a smile. As she passed by May's desk, she realized she didn't know her way around and so paused. She swiftly turned, eyes on her joined fingers.

Lylah lifted her gaze, finding warmth in May's chocolate eyes.

"It's on your far right sweetie, second floor, glass doors", May winked.

"Thank you", Lylah mouthed.

Lylah sighed, her mind wandering off once again. She thought of how nice this would be if they were still together. It would be their mini-vacation.

"And that would give him more reason to neglect his work since he got you", Lylah's subconscious told her.

This was exactly what Mark had warned her about, because of which Liam had thrown digs at her.

"Welcome", a dark curly lady greeted.

"Your name please?"

"Lylah Jeurgens", Lylah smiled.

The lady who seemed to be in her early twenties, wrapped the tag around Lylah's neck.

"Thank you Tessa", Lylah read her name tag.

Her eyes scanned the place as soon as she entered.

"What kind of Publisher's Conference is this?", She asked herself.

From the victuals to the soft orchestral music that was being played. There was jollof rice, fried rice, plain rice and sauce, fries, braised rice and chilly sauce, smoothies, and cocktails.



"Marshmallows", Lylah internally gasped in excitement. Not even a bowl of ice cream could get her acting like this. She moved to get some marshmallows for herself.



"Mm", Lylah dreamily savored the taste.

"Good morning Publishers, my name is Anna Summers, and I am the Creative Director behind M & B Entertainment. We welcome all publishers to the year end Publishers Summit. Day one is for building connections, and so enjoy", Anna waved at the crowd.

Lylah smiled. Anna Summers reminded her of Anna Wintour, if Anna Wintour never called you to the MET Gala, you were no leader in fashion. She had always heard of Anna Summers but never had she thought she'd meet the lady in real life. This opportunity really did come once in a lifetime.

Her gaze collided with Raj's and she saw him smirk.

"No, no, no, no", she inwardly yelled at herself when she saw him coming over.

Lylah avoided Raj's gaze, irritated of the smug look on his face. She reached for a marshmallow when a gentle nudge sent the marshmallow container teetering. A pair of warm, apologetic eyes met Lylah's as he rushed to steady the container.

"Sorry about that", the stranger smiled.

His face lit up as his dimples took center stage. Those small indications on his cheeks seem to deepen, his lips curled up, revealing a hint of his teeth, and his eyes crinkled at the corners, adding to the warmth of his expression.

"Hi, I'm Randoff"

He smugly threw some marshmallows into a chocolate drink and handed it over to Lylah. Lylah's gaze wavered between Randoff and the chocolate marshmallow treat.

"Oh, you don't like marshmallows in your cocoa?", Randoff asked.



"I'm sorry, just thought you'd like it", he kept on apologizing.

Lylah simply ignored him and passed him by. She noticed Raj was by the coffee machine, eyes glued to them. She wasn't the type that would make Raj jealous, neither was she there to chit-chat. She didn't even want to be there in the first place. All she wanted to do, was be in her very own little space. But it seemed even that was highly impossible.

Randoff on the other hand couldn't even keep his eyes off her retreating figure. He just thought what a strange woman he had just encountered.