เข้าสู่ระบบCHRISTINE'S POV
WHY IS HE HERE ? This is so strange in seeing him in our meetings. What sort of a meeting that involves him? Well we will find out soon. But it's so infuriating staring at my mortal enemy's face Yes he is my mortal enemy just wish I can burn holes into his perfect annoying, infuriating perfect face. He is annoying but he still has a very beautiful face, just wish he was ugly but no he has a very perfect face the best that fits a player. Did I mention he is annoying too? Yes that's Adrian Kellerham the annoying little boy then now an annoying CEO but a very admirable one can not deny the way he took over his fathers company and it has been successful ever since I actually look up to him to be a good CEO like him but he will never hear such words from my mouth. He has been my mothers best friend son and has been a pest in my life right from my birth. I can not believe I once had a crush on him but let me believe it is just a little girls fantasy. Katy and Angela still thinks I do those girls can be really annoying sometimes they are lucky I love them to death. I know my mom has always wished Adrian and I got together but I do not see that ever happening because Aby if our conversation always end up in a spat or quarrel and that's a recipe for disaster for us. Everyone has tried to avoid being in the middle of our fights as much as they can avoid it. I know they are tired of talking and expecting us to grow up. Honestly I have tried to be cordial with him but he is just so so uptight and annoying !! Even looking at him pisses me off. Ok now I am making it sound like a personal problem but really It is not and whatever childhood crush died the moment he picked on me in kindergarten just because he is older claiming he is protecting me and he has this stupid best friend Mark who is much kinder I wonder how they are friends. I was expecting him to make a snide remark as I entered as he always does but I am surprised he is quiet and just gives me a smirk from his annoying face maybe he is also walking on egg shells with me or his mom threatened him to be nice while he is here because I know he definitely knows of the breakup and expected him to gloat because I know for a fact he never particularly like Brian although I never knew why but who understands anything that goes on in that brain of his but well he is silent now oddly silent and that is so strange. Well I appreciate but I want him to say something at least that will give me a reason to react . Oh my him being here is just making me worked up that's what he does anytime he is close by I always have this urge to argue with him and he just riles me up so much I wonder what dac was thinking inviting him to this meeting maybe it is finally for a partnership because I overheard him planning on Partnering with us will be good for us as a company because he is company is at the number one spot now but that just gives him more ways to ruin my life and bring the disaster he carries with him. I do not want that especially in this crucial time I need to focus I do not want this old men shareholders judging me again based of that saying I am childish and can not handle an investor another set of people that infuriate me in this damn office. Dad walks in looking all dapper in his suit. I know mom definitely picked this one for him today. They are so in love. Dad already in his early sixties but still looking young as ever and still handsome in his element and I see why mom can not take her eyes off him at all. I have always aspired to be like my dad in both work and everything he is my number one role model. Dad starts the meeting and to my surprise he is talking of his retirement already and he will no be longer be long. I am excited but I do not let it show so much. My mind drifts away and goes to Brian remembering when he used to work with us and we will have fun working together but he decided to quit after the breakup saying it's too hard on him and I get it I will do same too. Imagine having to stare at your ex face daily that is another form of torture entirely. My mind is pulled back when dad beckons on me and speaks to me directly but the next words that come out of his mouth has left me in utter shock and complete silence. Dad just said for me to inherit and become CEO I have to be married before my next birthday which is eight months away !!! Where does Dad expect me to find a husband ? Or does he not know I just broke up with Brian ? Or is he expecting me to get back with Brian ? This bombshell he dropped I can not even phantom it all. Does he think I am a magician ? I have not even gotten over it yet but he wants me to be married so soon. And he had to say it in a room with those stinky old men and also where Adrian is! This really sucks. I am sure this is not intentional Dad will not hurt me like this when he knows how I have worked so hard to get the CEO position. I know is definitely these old me that asked him to insert that ridiculous clause in because I have never heard of it. I can not mutter a response I just decide on walking out of the meeting without looking at any faces because maybe I will burst into tears.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 92Christine I wake up with a heaviness that isn’t as suffocating as yesterday. Seeing my parents and talking with my dad helped alpy at least enough to make my heartbeat feel like it isn’t dragging stones behind it. But the guilt is still there, simmering beneath my ribs like a quiet brui
Chapter 89AdrianAdrian walked beside Christine as they made their way back to her office. He kept a calm expression, but inside, something in him was sinking. He felt so nervous for the first time. She had stood in front of him moments earlier, eyes gentle but guarded, telling him she couldn’t go
Chapter 86Christine The morning sunlight slid gently across Christine’s bedroom window, quiet and warm, the kind of light that usually made her feel calm. She stood in front of her mirror, brushing her hair slowly, trying to steady her thoughts. She looked at the framed sketch Adrian sent her las
Chapter 83AdrianThe door closed behind Christine, soft but final. Adrian stood there long after she disappeared into the early morning darkness, his chest tight and his breath uneven. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He just simply stared at the empty doorway where the last piece of her warmth ha







