Enora:I sat at my desk. My heart was heavy as I typed across my keyboard. I couldn't forget all the stares that I had gotten in the morning. Everyone–especially Emily–looked so disappointed. Could I really blame them? I felt like shit anyway. I shouldn't have made it so hard for Nathan. Even though we had made up, I still couldn't erase the image of his heart breaking right in front of me out of my head. I sighed and picked up my phone. No text or call from him yet either. I opened our message thread and read our previous texts. All the sweet memories made the butterflies flutter in my tummy, the the tough conversations, the ones that came with the hard times felt like they had squashed them. I sighed and began to write. "Hey. I really hope you're day is going good. I know that you're busy. I just want to check on you." Send. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the first and second ticks. I waited for them to change color but minutes went by and there was still nothing. A s
Enora:The weekend went as quickly as it came. It was simple: helping Nathan with his court case, sex, eating, and repeat. He never brought up the proposal again and I had mixed feelings about it. Maybe it was best that he didn’t talk about it anymore. I needed time to think. I was waiting for him downstairs. I sighed. It wasn’t like we were in a rush though. We still had plenty of time but I had this feeling that he had collapsed from tiredness back on the bed while he was getting dressed. We had a pleasurable night last night but I know he didn’t sleep. I cracked an eye open at night and found him awake and working at my desk. I was soon swept up by the sleep and my eyes closed again.“I’m ready. Sorry I took so long,” he said as he rushed down the stairs, doing up his cufflinks. I smiled. He looked like he had been in a rush. His tie was a little wonky. “I told you that you should let me help you get dressed,” I said, walking up to him and centreing his tie properly. He smile
Enora:Something in me shatters. His grip on my body, his face buried in my shoulder. I just can’t bring myself to be mad at him. I don’t even think that I had the right to be mad at him. I don’t think any of this is his fault. “Enora, please say something,” he mumbled, but my lips were pursed shut. I wanted to say something but the tears I held back choked me. Seeing him like this, this broken, it was all my fault and I felt terrible for it all. “Enora?”He raised his head and looked at me. His eyes were red and moist. He wanted to cry but he didn’t… or rather, he couldn’t. I, on the other hand, already had a hot stream running down my face. He forced a smile and wiped my cheek with his thumb.“There is nothing that you should apologize for,” I mumbled, trying my best not to burst out in loud wails. “I shouldn’t have…”“No,” he hushed, placing a finger on my lip. “You have every right to reject. I just want to know that you still love me. As long as you aren’t leaving me, I…”“I’m
Enora:Saturday was the coldest I had ever felt. I didn’t even want to get out of bed. My phone was my companion and I couldn’t help checking it every few minutes. There were no texts or calls from Nathan. I rolled over, away from the sun, my chest tight and my stomach churning. It was time to get up, but I pulled the covers over my head. I didn’t want to. I didn’t have the courage to see Nathan's face, not after last night. That was why I ran away when I heard him getting closer to the door. “I am such a coward,” I mumbled into a pillow, hugging it so tight that I cut off all the circulation in my arms. If I didn’t get my act together soon, I was going to rot in this bed. The letter that Nathan had written to me last night was on the bed side table and I reached for it. I read it over and over again. He wanted to see me. I had no reason to be hiding out in my room. I wanted to see him too, but I had no idea how to even start. How the hell do you start a normal conversation with th
Enora:I could feel her eyes on me. I turned to the door but there was no one there. I knew that it wasn’t my imagination. “I will call you back, Henry.”The call ended and my heart was racing in my chest. She saw my letter. Did she want to talk about it?I waited for her to knock on the door, to come in and I could finally see her face again, but there was nothing but silence. I walked to the door and when I poked my head out I saw nothing. The hallway was dark. It didn’t seem like anyone had been here. But I knew that she had been here. I knew that she had been watching me. She ran away without even saying a word to me and I felt my heart shatter. That wasn’t fair. Back at my desk, I sat down and sighed with my head in my hand. My phone was beside me on my desk. I had been on a call with Henry but with the news that I was hearing, I wasn’t in a rush to call him back soon. Another warehouse had been raided. There was a break in and nothing had really been taken, instead, everythi
Enora:His jaw dropped, his eyes widened and my chest tightened. I had to. I couldn’t accept. I was scared, skeptical. “Why? Did I do something wrong?” he asked. “No. I… I’m just worried.”“About what?”I took a deep breath, but I was still trembling. “Dakota, her proposal… I want to be sure that you aren’t asking me to marry you because you want to capitalize on her proposal.”He said nothing.“Is this part of it? Are you doing this for the business or because you actually want to be with me?”“Enora–”He took my hand and squeezed it. “–I love you and I’ve always wanted to be with you. I want to marry you. The business thing is just an added perk.”“Added perk?”I pulled my hands away and looked at him in disbelief.“No. I’m sorry. It… It came out wrong…”“No,” I said, standing up and wiping a tear that was streaming down my face. “It came out exactly the way it was meant to. Marrying me is just a means to an end, isn’t it?”Hearing the words from my mouth made me tremble. They h