LUKE'S POVThe sun was setting already and I closed my computer as I thought about going home. I'd asked Pearl to take the day off after the heated argument and God, how I hate to fight her or see her angry or sad. I felt like punching a wall this morning when she broke down because of me. However, I'd done well to console her as well as convince her that I was still there for her and would make sure nobody touches her.A knock sounded on the door and I looked up to see one of the secretaries."You have a visitor, Sir.""Who?""His name is George. Says he's an old friend of yours."I thought for a while why the bastard was here but I couldn't send him back if I wanted to know."Let him in.""Okay, Sir." She left and after a few seconds, another knock sounded on the door."Isn't this what you and your boring acquaintances are meant to do when you first step into an office?" Followed by the laughter I've come to find annoying."What are you doing here, George?" I turned to face him.Sp
PEARL'S POVI took my bath quickly and dressed up to visit Lyla. Maybe go to the music festival later at night. I didn't want to stay at home to avoid lots of problems. As I put on a casual blue t-shirt that made my blue eyes stand out, and a pair of black jean trousers, I brushed my hair down, cursing at the same time because of how curly it is. I envied my sister's hair. When I was done with the light makeup, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like someone who's more of her vibrant self but I couldn't explain why. I remembered what happened between Luke and me in the office yesterday and it made me smile. I touched my lips softly and bit my lips, laughed, and felt like a silly teenager. I made for the dining table only to be met with the shock of my life. My Dad sat uprightly on the sofa while Lucas sat opposite him, legs crossed confidently. When I walked into the living room, Lucas smiled up at me."Dad?" "Hey, um...Lucas...""Yes, I know. What is he doing here?" I as
Author's NoteThis book is narrated in two different years (2019 and 2012). Note that after every chapter title, the year will be mentioned. Please, do not get confused by the event of this book. keep reading, keep the questions coming as well. Thanks.NB: KINDLY TAKE NOTE OF EACH YEAR THAT'S MENTIONED AFTER EACH CHAPTER TITLE. THANK YOU. THE EVENTS OF THIS BOOK TOOK PLACE IN TWO DIFFERENT YEARS/PERIOD(2019 AND 2012) PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF THISPearlThe weather was drizzling as the clouds seemed to be in a sad mood. I stretched my hand into the rain through my window and watched attentively as the droplets of water fell on it. I smiled when a petal fell on my hand coincidentally as well. It must be from one of mom’s trees.She had started planting those trees after her favorite horse died of an unknown illness. My mom had w
PEARL My boots crunched through the fallen snow as I paddled my way through. If it hasn't been packed in the early hours of the morning by the delightful Mr. Ferry, it'll be as tall as reaching my weight. I folded my hands in my long jacket as the scarf my mom wrapped around my neck began losing fold after fold. I long to remove my hands and fix the scarf but I was also scared my hands might freeze from the cold. Winters wind has stripped the trees of their leaves and left them naked and brooding in this lonely world. "I want to go home," My twin sister, Aurora groaned from behind me. We had to walk to school because of the snow that had decorated the roads. My mom had insisted on not driving us because she didn't want to get stuck on the road. "We're almost there, Aurora," I encouraged her as we could truly see the school at a considerable distance from us. "Wait," She touched my arm and I stopped walking. She adjusted my scarf around my neck properly. "Thank you," "You're
Pearl Dressed in a black kimono sleeve top and a nude asymmetric pencil skirt with a black stiletto heel that morning, a few days after my encounter with Lucas Anderson at the school reunion, I was a woman on a mission. I had to select that simple outfit so as not to gain too much attention from my father. I wanted it to appear as if I was going on a casual event and not a job interview as I had planned to. I'd told my father I won't be going to work because I was meeting with a friend and he believed me. Whereas, I was on my way to get a job. Something that'll give me freedom from home. I've always wanted to get a job and stand on my own rather than rely on my father's job. I've been searching for a job for over two months now and each time I ended up getting one, I won't be able to go for my interview because of dad's work and as a result of that, I ended up still working at h
PEARL"What? That's absolutely insane, impossible, and ridiculous. $200 for just to clean a jean jacket," I shrieked, almost dying from the price the laundry man gave me."That's the regular price young lady, I'm afraid,"My mouth was wide open as I stared at him in surprise, confusion, and curiosity about how Lucas Anderson was going to successfully bury me alive. I didn't wait for the last bell to ring before I left school to sort out the laundry. I could practically feel his eyes at my back every second throughout the school period and I swear, that every time I looked back, he either wasn't looking at me or he wasn't even in the vicinity at all.I swear to God that I'll kill Jerry before he turns 18 for putting me in such a dilemma."Can't you do it for me at $50? It's just one jacket, not a truckload full of jackets," I insisted, almost crying in the process.The man sighed. "No, that's because the cloth has to be han
PEARL“I quit,” I announced as soon as Luke walked into the receptionist’s office on the second floor.“Are you playing with words?” He asked, changing his direction and stopping right in front of me. He was close, too close that I could smell his after-shaving cream.“No, Lucas. I quit,”Lucas placed his hand below my chin.“It’s Mr. Anderson for you, you work under me now. Have some respect,”I gritted my teeth. “Are you deaf? Because if you’re not, you would’ve heard what I just said. I quit, I don’t want to work here or anywhere that have you attached to it,”Lucas nodded, staring into my eyes. “Very well, Miss Pearl Augustus. You can leave as you want,”I picked up my bag from the chair behind me and began walking away. I wouldn’t make the mistake of getting involved
PearlIf my father ever finds out that I’m outside of school waiting for the school’s bad boy, I might get killed or sent to an asylum. Maybe if I tell him he was Anderson’s only son, I would be punished and grounded till my grandchildren graduate college, right?“Right?” I asked Lyla who was beside me. I knew I was thinking out loud with the dreadful look on her face.“You need to calm down Pearl. I can’t calm down if you don’t calm down and the way you’ve been imagining all sort of horrible things is scaring me, alright?” Lyla asked, her voice shaking already.I nodded, swallowing hard.&ldquo