Grocery Run-InValenticia’s POV~I pushed my cart through the grocery store, with the wheels squeaking on the floor. It was Saturday morning, and I needed to stock up for the week. Nana was home, feeling better but still on her meds, so I wanted to get her favorite soup ingredients and some fresh fruit. The store was busy, with people grabbing items and kids running in the aisles. I checked my list—carrots, potatoes, apples, bread and headed to the section of the store that had those, whilst humming to myself.As I picked up a bag of apples, weighing them in my hand, I heard a familiar voice. “Valenticia? Is that you?” I turned and saw Dimitri, standing by the lettuce stand with his mother, Maria. My heart skipped. I hadn’t seen him since we bumped into each other at Willow Creek when I picked up Nana. His mother held a basket, and he pushed a cart half-full of groceries.“Hi, Dimitri,” I said, forcing a smile. “Maria, good to see you.” My voice sounded stiff, and I gripped my cart
Lingering TensionStefan’s POV~I stood in the bedroom, staring at the folder Valenticia had left on the coffee table. Natasha had handed it to me after her shower, saying, “Valenticia dropped this off. Said it’s urgent for your signature.” Her voice was casual, but I saw a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. My stomach twisted, knowing Valenticia had come to my house last night, seen Natasha in her robe, and left quickly. I wanted to explain, to tell Natasha it was just work, but before I could, she waved a hand.“No problem,” she said, brushing it off. “She looked in a rush. You signing it now?”“Yeah,” I said, opening the folder. The sensor prototype papers stared back, but my mind was on Valenticia—her quick exit, the way she avoided my eyes at meetings lately. Had she seen something in Natasha’s appearance that hurt her? I felt a little bit of guilt, remembering the intimate moment with Natasha last night. We’d kissed, her hands pulling me close, but when I said Valenticia’s name b
Unwanted SightValenticia’s POV~I grunted and threw my phone on the passenger seat as I threaded my way through city traffic. Last-minute requests from a client had been approved by Stefan on the sensor prototype, and it was due to come back with his signature in the morning. Shortly before I left the office, I received a call from his secretary, Rachel. “Stefan’s sick at home today,” she said. “He’s not checking his emails, but he has to sign off. Will you leave the papers at his home?”I paused, tightening my hold on the phone. “Can’t it wait until tomorrow?” I asked.“No,” she said. “The client’s pushing hard. It’s urgent.”“Fine,” I said, hanging up. Just the thought of going to Stefan’s house made my stomach twist. It had been quite awkward since he gave me the news about his engagement to Natasha. Staff meetings involved long stares at one another and forced smiles, and I would make sure never to be alone with him. But he was sick, and this trade was a huge one for Clawford. Al
Intimate DoubtsStefan’s POV~I was sitting at the desk in my home office, wrapping up a work email, when my phone vibrated. It was my parents calling, and I just answered. “Hey, Mom, Dad,” I said, sitting back in my chair and letting the morning light filter in through the window.“Stefan, now long it’s been,” said Mom, sounding bright. “We’re dying to get properly introduced to Natasha. When are you going to bring your fiancée home?”I looked at the ring box on my desk, a relic of the engagement. “Soon, I promise,” I said. “We’re coming next month for a visit. You’re going to like her. She’s smart, great with clients and always keeps me reined in.”Dad chuckled. “Sounds like a keeper. Don’t wait too long. We’re excited for the wedding.”“I won’t,” I said, smiling. “We’re working on dates. I’ll call soon with plans.” We said our goodbyes, and I hung up feeling optimistic about the potential. Natasha was a good fit in my life, and my parents would understand that. But as I hung up the
Awkward SilencesValenticia’s POV~“Valenticia, can you determine the sensor lot for next week?” Stefan said, his deep voice echoing through the buzz in the meeting room at Clawford Enterprises. He pointed to a slide displayed on the projector, charting Helix’s product timeline.I glanced up from my notes and locked eyes with him for a beat before looking back down. “We're on schedule,” I responded, with a clipped tone and sharpness in my voice. “First batch ships Monday. Quality checks are done.”He looked all business as he nodded. “Good. Let’s connect on logistics by Friday.”“Fine,” I said, jotting a note so that I wouldn’t have to look at him once more. The room was packed with my team and his team, all trying to hammer out the sensor deal we had agreed to. But whenever Stefan talked, my stomach twisted. I recalled our dinner at Luigi’s, laughing as we used to laugh, and my foolish thought that perhaps we could be friends again. Now his neat tone and fast nods felt mannered, as
Heart to HeartValenticia’s POV~I sat in a Clawford Enterprises meeting room, the long table was surrounded by my team and Stefan’s Helix crew. The sensor deal was moving fast, and we needed to align on production schedules. Stefan stood at the front, pointing to a chart on the projector screen. “We’re aiming for March delivery,” he said, his voice steady. “Clawford’s sensors need to hit our assembly line by February 15. Can you make that?”I nodded, flipping through my notes. “We can,” I said. “Our factory’s ramping up now. We’ll ship the first batch by February 10 to be safe.”He looked at me, his nod polite but quick. “Good. Let’s keep quality checks tight. No delays.”“Agreed,” I said, keeping my tone all business. Our eyes met for a second, and I looked down at my papers, feeling a twist in my stomach. Ever since he told me about his engagement to Natasha, being around him felt awkward. His nods were forced, and I avoided one-on-one talks, sticking to group meetings like this.