CHAPTER FOUR

Vanessa’s heart races with anticipation as the plane gently touches dawn on the tarmac. It has been five years since she left LA and everything behind . Not much has changed she thought as she spotted Emma waving, the last time she was at this airport was when Jeff and Emma were seeing her off and now Jeff is gone.

“I am so excited to see you!” Emma screamed throwing her body at Vanessa for a hug not minding the people around.

“I have missed you,” Vanessa replied, hugging her even more tightly. 

In all the five years Emma has been away they have only seen each other through video calls and pictures. It felt great seeing each other even though it wasn't a happy visit.

 “I hope you are not leaving soon? we have a lot of catching up to do” Emma said as she led v to her car.

“Hey I just landed and you are already talking about leaving,” she joked, fasting her seat belt.

“ I can't believe you drive now Emma”she teased knowing Emma has a fear of driving for the longest time.

“Believe me, I am as surprised as you are” she rolled her eyes as she replied. “But I only drive when I really really have to,” she confessed with a smile.

“ And you really really have to today because?” v asked with a mischievous smile playing on her face .

Emma ignored her and continued driving. It was obvious she was just having fun. She is always like that when she is happy she teases and it was nice to see she was in that mood after everything she's been through with the baby and Alex.

“You know I am back for good, not Just for the funeral” v broke the silence. Caughting her off guard .

“Are you for real ?” she said excited “ please don't kid me ,you know los Angalos is boring without you”

“I am for real, I promise.”

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Alex's private jet landed a few minutes after v's plane he had his famous smirk on as he ascended with his phone over his ears

“Call an immediate meeting,” he said as he headed for the limo, waiting for him with the door open and the driver standing straight beside it, “ and don't let anyone know of my presence,” he warned .

He pauses and listens to the other side for sometime, his expression in readerble.

“no! Keep his office lucked and all his files should be on my desk before I come in ” he ordered with authority.

“I am back for good he murmurs” under his breath as he flips the phone.

He has been everywhere since the divorce ,it felt like forever since the last time he set foot in LA , he sat back laid his head back and close his eyes running a multibillion dollar company while on an exile wasn't easy but he has done it and now finally he believes everything is over and things will get back to normal, he hoped if one can categorize a lonely life as normal.

He doesn't seem to find peace or any semblance of happiness in anything so he throw his time in to work and work while he retires every night with a different woman or two kicking them out as soon as the morning sun came out only to repeat the same thing again he hated his life it's really is truth that no matter how much you make it's nothing if you have no one to share it with.

“Take me to the house first” he ordered the driver  he wanted to go where it all came crumbling. He had bought the house anonymously from Jeff when he was selling it. He doesn't blame her though he would have done the same thing in her shoes.

That house holds a lot of memories and he understands why she ran after what he had to do and now he  dares to believe she will be willing to forget everything and make new ones. Yes he is back and he is going to get his woman.

“We are here sir” the driver announced, holding the door open for him to step out.

He majestically walk up to the front door and step inside feeling nostalgic, the memory of the first day they came to the house was tattooed to his brain as clear as day v had excitedly told him the house it was the perfect house to start a family and could also see it as there retirement house. And when they bought it she had spent most of her time working on the house. She had decorated it herself. It was her first project as a part-time interior designer and  she did a splendid job.

He slowly walked to the window and looked out to her garden, one of her favorite places to be in the house. She would spend her free hours tending to the garden and would look up to the window and smile at him while he watched her soil sometimes. And she will complain about the animals and insects digging and eating up her hard work and when he offers to call an exterminator she will look at him as though he had sinned “I won't have killed those poor things on my conscience” she would say.

And now the house felt empty and abundant without her. vanessa was truly a light in his life. He was basically a robot before he met her and he had stupidly let her down in the worst way possible.

“Am back for you v” he whispered “ and I will get you back no matter what.

He treats his steps back with a renewed determination and just as he was about to walk out he spotted an envelope on the console addressed to Mr. Marshall, which he finds strange since nobody knows he still owns the house.