Livia Washington's Point of View It's gotten to the stage where I'm depressed and lonely enough that I need to move back in with my parents. To keep myself occupied throughout the day, I went to their house and stayed there the whole time. After that, I went to their store for a variety of reasons and assisted customers there in order to be of assistance to them. I did it for myself and to stop myself from thinking about things that could seriously harm both my body and my mind. I did it for the sake of my own well-being. Because I can't afford to spend time on overthinking something that might happen, I've devised an alternative plan to use while I wait for Ajax to arrive at my location. Janice asked with a grin, "Tired?" Her grin grew even broader as she continued, "How about we head back home when the clock strikes five o'clock, and I'll make dinner for us?" Janice's question was followed by a smile from her. "I'll do everything in my power to concoct some tasty delights for
Livia Washington’s Point of View His mom is hard not to resist. She became a huge supporter of me when I was still young since somehow, I liked fashion. His mom treated me like his own daughter and for some reason, it pains me seeing and knowing she’s pleading with me to come. “But what the hell am I going to wear? He told me one minute before the ball!” I muttered in such worriedness in my voice. Janice raised his eyebrows. “It’s fine! We can work on that. Did you forget I’m the best designer in town?” Due to what my friend have said, I rolled my eyes out of nowhere and then sat down on her bed. “As far as I remember, the last time I wore the dress you made, it suddenly had a malfunction which made me a laughingstock for everyone so no, I’m not going to wear that!” My best friend only laughed and then sat down beside me. She was crossing her arms whilst wiggling her eyebrows as if she was trying to convince me even if I already said no. Our conversation was bugged when Aunt Jess
Livia Washington’s Point of View As expected, a lot of people are standing across the main door of the building. It doesn’t surprise me, honestly. Men are scattered in the area. They are probably guarding according to what Archer has said. They are an elite family and it’s normal to have a bunch of securities. They are a well-known family. All of them have their own title and people really have a huge respect for them. Once I entered the main hall, I went directly to where the event hall was and it was when I got overwhelmed judging how plenty of people inside was. “Livia!” A small yet agitating voice called my name. Glancing behind, I saw May striding toward me with a fancy baby pink gown that suits her skinny body better. “You’re here!'' She seemed a little surprised. “Well, I guess, its a pretty privilege?” she said with a huge smile on her face. I chuckled a little and then shook my head. “Well… he invited me and I went here for the sake of his mom. Not entirely for him.” “
Livia Washington's Point of ViewBold of him to think I am affected? Well, I might, but not in the way he was thinking. I've gotten better each day that passes makes me realize things and for some reasons, my past behaviors makes me laugh for some time. I went inside the bathroom and made myself go inside a vacant cubicle. I took my time inside while rolling my eyes over in the air. Archer said he didn't invite Emily but how come she's here? Well, should I still be surprised? Of course, people already know about the rumors about them. Media is a powerful tool for everyone. I bit my lower lip and then reckoned how Emily dresses. A sudden bitterness came across my feelings as well as how my throat went dry afterwards. She's indeed beautiful. A lot of people adore her and for sure, even Mama would like Emily for his son. However, I have never tested her personality yet and her attitude. Every person could fake their personalities just for everyone to like them. I flushed the toilet
Livia Washington’s Point of View I enjoyed Mama's company last night regardless of what happened beforehand. As usual, we caught up things together and Mama even introduced me to some of her friends whilst their other relatives were just looking. This is the first time she introduced me to everyone as Livia but never said anything as Archer's wife. Although there are some who keep on wondering about my relationship with them yet Mama always finds a way on how to suppress it especially when the media is present. I never thought of being in a party where I could feel I somehow belonged. All the hate and negative comments I had from his family has been switched into something else. Well, some of them had a conversation with me but the conversation was lighter than before. The next day, I woke up as the sun struck my face. I felt tired yesterday and I just went home at Janice's family house even though I still have my own apartment. When I saw what time it was, I hurriedly sat on my be
Livia Washington's Point of ViewI was out of my mind when I went out though I didn't waste any single minute before I dropped myself off at the location of his penthouse. As expected, many people are looking at me and even the staffs are gossiping whenever I walk towards the elevator. Some people are also taking photos of me and as I walk past behind them, I only take a deep breath and glanced down so that they won't see my face. The sling bag I was with kept on vibrating and maybe it was my phone who was causing it. The moment I stood in front of the elevator, I knew I was wrong the moment I saw my Instagram account was flooded with follows. The only thirty seven thousand followers I had earlier became almost sixty in just a few minutes! I bit my lower lip when some ground staff walked out the elevator and it was when I got inside. I thought that I was the only one who's going to come in when other people ride the elevator as well. I clicked the highest floor of the building and
Livia Washington's Point of View When I entered his office by myself, I was filled with dread and was trembling the whole time. There were a lot of people outdoors, and some of them were gazing at me while I was walking. However, I kept on going because I was trying to figure out what it was that was going through their minds. I was chewing on the bottom of my lip. I believed that if I got to the office earlier than everyone else, it would prevent people from staring at me, but it didn't work. There is no doubt that some of the workers here have already discovered a positive thing, and I had prepared things that I will tell those workers. When I entered his office, I noticed that his table was covered with a significant amount of dust. The absence of communication between us has gone on for days, and the yearning I've been experiencing has been driving me nuts for several days now. On top of that, Ajax hasn't gotten in touch with me because he was preoccupied with the birthday cele
Livia Washington’s Point of ViewMy stomach continued to churn, and my heart kept racing at the same rate it had been thumping. Upon seeing him enter his office, I felt as though a large stone had become lodged in my throat, rendering me unable to utter a single word should I risk losing all of my faculties in the process. "G-Good morning to you. Would you like me to prepare you a cup of coffee?” I had just started to talk when he just walked past me, which was something I hadn't anticipated happening. I was aware that he was insane. The expression on his face and in his eyes says it all, yet Ajax maintained his silence. My lower lip twitched nervously as I held the handkerchief I was using to wipe the dust away from the surface. "I-I'll Just make you a c-coffee, then." As his secretary, I exited the office and proceeded to the part of the building where the other employees brewed their coffee. I took a few slow, deep breaths and focused on calming down before attempting to figure