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S E L E N A As the car pulled up in front of the apartment, my heart skipped a beat. A wave of anxiety washed over me, my fingers tightening into a fist as I watched the car come to a stop. My heart was racing, my breath quickening as I prepared myself for what was to come. For what was to become my fate in the city I had been running from.Who would have thought that I'd be back in this city, the one I had sworn never to return to, all for the sake of work? “M-Mommy!” little Liam called out to me from the backseat, my head spun to look at my baby whose face reminded me of his father, the man who made me leave the city without looking back.Liam's distinct features, especially his rare purple eyes, would make it obvious to anyone in the city that he was the father. The thought of him taking my baby away from me when our paths crossed sent shivers down my spine. I imagined him snatching my baby out of my arms and running off into the distance, leaving me empty-handed and heartbroken
P E D R OI looked over the last report of the day, and a wave of exhaustion crashed over me. The stress of the long hours and the mountain of paperwork had taken its toll, and my head felt like it was going to burst. I was in the middle of a particularly stressful report when a loud knock at the door jarred me out of my concentration. My head was already pounding, and the sound of the knock felt like someone was slamming an anvil against my skull. I let out a frustrated hiss and yanked my glasses off my face, glancing at the door with a scowl. “Whoever's out there, just come in,” I groaned, tossing my glasses onto the pile of files in front of me. My head dropped to my chest as I rubbed my temples, trying to massage away the tension. I was in no mood for a visitor, but I knew they would just keep knocking if I didn't say something. So I just resigned myself to my fate and waited for them to enter. With a soft creak, the door opened and my secretary stepped inside. His face was pinc
S E L E N A I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the world and stop time from moving forward. But no matter how hard I wished, I knew it was futile. The hands of the clock would keep turning, the minutes would keep ticking by, and there was nothing I could do to change that. I felt like I was trapped, suspended in a moment that I couldn't escape. It was a bitter feeling, knowing that I couldn't escape the fate that had already been designed for me.Christopher must have sensed my nervousness, I felt his gentle hand take hold of mine, intertwining our fingers. I looked down to see his reassuring gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. He brushed his thumb against the back of my hand, a small gesture that sent waves of comfort through me. At that moment, I knew I wasn't alone. I have him, a stranger who turned brother overnight.“Lena, are you okay?” he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. I could barely hear him, but I knew what he was asking. I opened my mouth to answer, but
S E L E N AWithout a moment's hesitation, he reached out and cupped my cheek with his hand. His eyes were locked on mine, filled with an emotion I couldn't quite place. His face was frozen in a look of complete surprise as if he couldn't quite believe what was happening. And then, I heard it - the steady, rapid beat of his heart. It was pounding so hard, it was like it might burst out of his chest. At that moment, I knew that he was just as affected by this moment as I was. "Selena, is it really you?" he asked, his voice quivering as his thumb traced my cheekbone. I could feel the warmth of his skin against mine, and I knew at that moment that my heart was in trouble with how hard it was beating against my chest.I was speechless, my mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. I stood there, frozen in place, my eyes fixed on him. This wasn't what I had expected. I thought he would ignore me, pretend like he didn't know me. But here he was, right in front of me, asking if it was really m
S E L E N A“Chrissy,” I gasped, trying to get his attention. But he just tightened his grip on my wrist, pulling me along with him towards the door. “Wait,” I pleaded, “you can't just end the contract, we'd be the one at a loss.”Christopher paused, making me come to an abrupt stop. His head snapped at me, and for a moment, I thought he might listen, he might reconsider. But his eyes were still hard, his jaw set.“Screw the contract!” he shrieked, his voice full of rage. I felt my heart skip a beat, my breath catching in my throat. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, couldn't comprehend his words. “I can't let him keep messing with you, just because of some stupid piece of paper.”I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. I didn't know what to say, or how to respond. I was stunned, speechless.As Christopher dragged me away, I couldn't help but look back at Pedro. His eyes were fixed on me, a look of hurt and anger plastered on his face. Seeing the pain on his face, I felt my heart
P E D R OI didn't even realize how long I'd been standing there, with my hand pressed to my face until Secretary Roy appeared at my side and gently guided me to a seat. I sank into it gratefully, my legs trembling beneath me. I felt completely drained as if all the energy had been sucked out of me.The whole encounter with Selena had felt like a dream - Selena's coldness towards me, the way she'd denied ever knowing me. It had all felt so impossible, so removed from reality. And yet, here I was, sitting in a chair, my entire body shaking with the aftermath.I felt like I was in a waking nightmare, my mind struggling to process what had just happened. How could the woman I'd loved, the woman I'd thought loved me, treat me like a stranger? It was more than I could comprehend.“It was Selena. She's my Selena and I could swear she remember me.” I mumbled, my breath was shaking as I stared into space.“She denied knowing me after everything we had together?” I gasped, my hands were trembli
S E L E N AI stood at the window, staring into the night sky as my heart pounded in my chest. I knew that any minute now, Christopher would be knocking on my door. I couldn't stop thinking about what he might say to me, the anxiety weighing heavily on my mind.My chest heaved, and I felt like I was about to lose control. I tried to focus on my breathing, taking deep breaths in and out. But it was no use - a light knock came on the door and I held my breath as the door crept open.I stood still, my back to him, my eyes squeezed shut. I heard his footsteps behind me, coming closer and closer, but I refused to turn around. I couldn't face him, not like this.“Has the boy gone to bed?” I asked instead, not wanting to die of anxiety.The footsteps ceased and I felt his arms encircled my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. I held my breath, every nerve in my body taut.“I watched him sleep before coming here,” he whispered in my ear, his breath warm on my skin. He pulled me closer to hi
S E L E N AI glanced down at my wristwatch for the umpteenth time, impatience rising in my chest. The meeting had been going on for what felt like an eternity, and I was starting to lose focus. My mind kept wandering, and I found myself checking the time every few minutes.The person speaking droned on and on, and I had to force myself to pay attention. But it was a struggle, and I couldn't help but wonder how much longer the meeting would last. How much longer I was going to last without Christopher by my side?“Shit!” I whispered to myself as I absently flipped through the file. I was trying to stay focused, but my mind kept wandering back to Pedro's gaze that glued on me.Christopher's sudden departure to attend to the company matters wasn't the issue. It was Pedro's behaviour that was causing me distress. He had been staring at me since the meeting started, and I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze. Every time I looked up, I caught him staring at me from the corner of his eye,