Masuk
CHRISTINE's POV
“I am sorry but I can no longer do this anymore” And by this I mean this Relationship. You have been too busy for me and I feel you appreciate your work more than you do me and I do not deserve that. So I think it’s best we end this now.
I stared at him while he ripped my heart to pieces throwing all our memories away and goingaway on the basis of “me being too busy” I just want to be the CEO how is that being too busy.
It’s been One Month since Brian left without looking back. It has been hard but yet I have been healing and working through it. Thankful for work that has been a great source of distraction. Everybody has heard of the breakup and although I know they have questions but I like the fact that nobody has choose to say anything about it they are just walking on eggshells around me and I think I actually appreciate that because I am not ready to confront those feelings at all.
Eight years of commitment,8 years of good memories. We have been together since College where we met at business school. Brian walked into the class being the golden boy and all and naturally I was immediately attracted to him because him being the golden boy I had to keep my cool because he will definitely be flocked by different girls and even though I was the daughter of one of the top conglomerates in business still did not take away my shyness.
Was ready to hide my feelings until we were paired for an assignment and then we started talking I do not know if to call it fate or coincidence but it was a beautiful love story from then on till we graduated and started working. I even helped set him up in a position in my dads business and everyone in my family loved him and we were planning for wedding till this bombshell.
I have always wanted to be the CEO of DREAMSPACE. I am currently the CFO but as rights of the only daughter and child to My parents I will say I am the rightful heir but I didn’t want that to be that situation I wanted everyone to see that I worked for that position and it did not just come from being “daddy’s little princess” because they all called me that and I will not deny I was a bit spoilt from my parents but I was still hardworking and also very determined to do it on my own.
For the past few months I will admit I have been quite busy with my job because I feel the time is coming near as my dad (The current CEO) is getting older and wants to retire although I know the main reason is so he can spend more time with his wife ( My mother) such an obsessed man and I love it for them. I want a love like theirs and I love my parents for raising me with so much love In their hearts and doing everything for me. My parents are my role models.
Brian was a dream come true and I thought I will finally get my Happy ending but he comes with “I have been you busy” what does that even mean? And he knows how I desperately wanted ceo position and all my dreams. I really thought he was supportive. I actually been feeling so sad but I refuse to confront those feelings.
It is a new day today and I am off to work to be busy again. I moved back to my parents house because I do not want to be alone and I basically lived with Brian because we all thought it was endgame. Even I thought so too oh well.
Frankly speaking I barely enjoy my interactions at work but I just have to suck up to it. I only have my “work bestie” she is my personal assistant but she has become a close friend and confidant to me also. Angela is such a beautiful soul though i have noticed she also has been walking on eggshells around me since the break up happened and frankly I appreciate it but I just still want her to say something about it probably that will be the breaking point for me to finally let me say all I have been feeling.
I get to work for another gloomy day to catch up and try my best so I can be seen as worthy for the CEO position finally. Less than few minutes I get to work I get a call from my actual Bestie Katy, she is a lifestyle influencer and a traveler. We have not caught up in a while due to my whole ghosting of everyone and trying to “heal”. So it does not come to a surprise when she asks about Brian but this time and first time since it happened I can finally admit “We broke up” and without tears or me breaking down into tears. That is progress I think ? Well she screams a lot of profanity and with various threats of wanting to “kill him” but I know it will be hard on her too because they were very close and she will be having to choose who to submit her loyalty to.
The call goes off after me asking about her work and diverting the whole break up topic and she giving me updates on her new “flavor” for the week during her travels but she ends with a promise to visit soon and I appreciate the call.
Angela comes to call me for a meeting in the boardroom and I am surprised because I was not expecting any meeting so but I pack my things and go either ways.
I step into the room and go take my seat and that is what when I do notice HIM sitting across me. What is He doing here ?
Chapter 30 THE END!!!! Katy’s POV After two years of this I’m still yet to get used to the smell of it. Not the noise. Not the chatter or the low hum of people existing around me. Not even the sound of the espresso machine hissing like it has an attitude problem. No. it’s the smell of coffee. Warm. Bitter. Familiar. Like Home. I didn’t think I’d ever associate one place with staying. That used to feel really impossible. Like trying to hold water in my hands then give it a second and it’s gone, slipping through before you even realize you’re losing it. And yet, here I am. Still here. “Mom!” I barely have time to turn before a small body crashes into my legs, nearly knocking me off balance. “Whoa! hey, easy,” I laugh, instinctively reaching down to steady him. He doesn’t slow down though. Of course he doesn’t. He looks up at me, eyes bright, a little too proud of himself. “I helped!” I raise a brow. “You helped? How exactly?” A pause. Then, with ful
Chapter 29Katy’s POVEverywhere is really noisy but it’s more quiet in my head.Not the crowd. Not the music drifting faintly from somewhere outside the room. Not even the fact that in like what thirty minutes? less? I’m supposed to walk down an aisle and get married.No.It’s this.This stillness.I stare at my reflection, tilting my head slightly like maybe, just maybe. I’ll recognize the girl staring back if I look at her from a different angle.She looks calm.Which is strange.Because I’ve imagined this moment before well, not imagined exactly, more like avoided imagining it and in every version, there was panic. Cold feet. A dramatic exit plan. Something.But now?Nothing.Just this steady, quiet feeling sitting somewhere in my chest.Weird.“Stop overthinking,” I mutter to myself.Then pause.“…actually, no, think. Just don’t spiral.”Great. Helpful.A soft knock pulls me out of it.I don’t answer immediately. For a second, I just stand there, staring at the door like it might
Chapter 28Katy’s POVThe laughter around Not mine.Christine’s.It carries across the garden. It's light, unrestrained, the kind of laugh that doesn’t check itself halfway through. I catch it between conversations, between clinking glasses and soft music, and it makes me pause.Because when was the last time I heard her laugh like that?Really laugh?I tilt my head slightly, watching her from where I’m standing. She looks, God. Really happy. Not the curated, picture perfect kind people post online with captions that mean nothing. No, this is different. Real. A little overwhelming, probably.The kind of happiness that scares you a bit because you actually have something to lose.Funny.I used to run from that.“Careful,” Mark murmurs beside me, his voice low, teasing. “You’re staring.”“I’m observing,” I correct, glancing at him briefly before looking back. “There’s a difference.”“Mm. Sure there is.”I nudge him lightly with my elbow, but there’s no real heat behind it. My attentio
Chapter 27Katy’s POVIt’s strange, the things you remember.Not the big, dramatic moments everyone thinks will stick or the ones with raised voices and breaking hearts and all that cinematic nonsense. No. It’s the small things. The quiet ones. The ones that sneak up on you later when you’re brushing your teeth or staring at nothing in particular.Like the sound of a machine breathing for him.Yeah. That.That’s what stayed.One year later.And somehow, I’m still here.Still with him.Still firmly choosing this.Funny, right?Mark is asleep beside me now, one arm thrown carelessly across my waist like it belongs there, like I belong there. His breathing is steady, deep, annoyingly peaceful. I watched him for a second longer than necessary.Just to be sure.I still do that sometimes.Okay, a lot of times.Don’t judge me.I slip out of bed quietly, careful not to wake him. The floor is cold. New York mornings have that bite, especially this time of year and I almost curse under my breat
Chapter 26Katy’s POVThe ringing of my phone pulls me out of my thoughts.It has been constantly ringing for a while now.I almost ignored it.Almost.Because I’m in the middle of nothing, literally nothing. Sitting by the window in this small Paris hotel room, watching people walk past like they have somewhere to be, like their lives make sense. And mine…Mine feels paused. Suspended. Like I stepped out of it for a second and forgot how to get back in.The phone keeps ringing.I sigh, reaching for it without checking the screen. “Hello?”“Katy, finally got to you.”Christine.Her voice is wrong.That’s the first thing I notice.Too tight. Too careful.Something in my chest shifts.“What is it?”A pause.Just a second, but it stretches too long.“Mark’s been in an accident.”…No.No, that doesn’t—no.“What?”“He's in the hospital. It’s serious. They’re” she exhales shakily, “they’re taking him into surgery.”Everything after that blurs.I hear words. I think I do. But they don’t lan
Chapter 25Mark It’s been three days.That’s how long I last before it starts to get under my skin properly.Not the dramatic kind of pain. Nothing loud. Just this constant, low grade irritation that won’t go away no matter how much I try to drown it in work, noise, anything.Katy’s gone.Again.No message. No explanation. Just took her bags and gone.And the annoying part? I’m not even surprised.I should be, right? I should be shocked, angry, or something. But instead it’s this tired kind of acceptance like of course she left, what else was she going to do?Still doesn’t make it easier.If anything, it makes it worse.I’m halfway out of the company when I hear my name.“Mark?”I almost keep walking.Almost.But something about the voice, familiar, a little too familiar it makes me stop.Christine.Of course.I turn, forcing something that resembles a neutral expression. “Hey.”She looks relieved to see me, which is unexpected.“Hi. I’ve been meaning to ask how’s Katy?.”The questio
Chapter 103Christine’s POVChristine knew the calm wouldn’t last.It never did.She was halfway through a meeting when Angela slipped into the room and leaned close to her ear.“There’s a situation,” Angela murmured.Christine didn’t look up from the table. “Define situation.”Angela hesitated. Th
Chapter 102Adrians POVAdrian Kellerham had faced silence before.Boardrooms could go quiet in a way that felt sharp, like a blade pressed too close to ones skin. The kind of silence that waited for him to speak, to decide, to control the room with a single sentence.But this silence this time was
Chapter 104Adrian’s povThe message came in while Adrian was staring at a spreadsheet he hadn’t actually been reading.Christine ; Coffee? Just to talk. Public place.He blinked once, then read it again.Just to talk.No expectations.His chest tightened but not with fear this time, but with some
CHAPTER 97Adrian’s POVI have not been able to sleep for days.I close my eyes on the couch in my office, shoes still on, jacket folded badly under my shoulder. When I wake, my neck is stiff and my mouth tastes dry. The lights outside the window tell me it’s morning already, pale and unforgiving.







