The Silence Between Us

Naomi's  POV

I could read through his mind already, he gazed at me for five minutes before stretching out his hand to reciprocate the greeting.

"Justin Miller," he answered.

"It's nice meeting you, Justin Miller," I added.

I felt so relaxed to see that he looked lost at the mere sight of seeing me.

"Hey, Mr Justin Miller, is there any problem? ""You looked so devastated," I queried.

"There is no problem at all, but can we reschedule this meeting for another day please?" he asked.

"No, Mr Justin Miller, that couldn't be possible. "I am a very busy person and I don't have all the time in the world, so let's get to business," I answered.

'It still hurts that I will be staying in the same space as someone I was once madly in love with but have to behave as though we were strangers to each other,' I thought to myself.

The meeting, which was meant to be a conversational meeting, ended as the most silenced meeting ever.

I could tell that his gaze was locked up in my face throughout the meeting, but I couldn't forget about him.

All I ever wanted was for him to feel the pain I felt. He would feel the hurts, the taunts, the ill treats, the endless tears that I shed many nights while he was finding comfort in the arms of another woman. 

He was healing again and again while I was getting broken piece by piece until I vanished. I wanted him to know what it felt like to be present and not seen, to speak out so loudly and not be heard or listened to.

 But somewhere within me, I knew my heart still had a soft spot for him.

 I would have loved to welcome the idea of returning the favor of how badly he treated me, but I will save the best for the last.

 "Mr Justin Miller, how loyal are you?"  I asked.

He stared at me for a while and then he said,

"Is this work related?" he queried.

"Oh yes!"  I replied.

"Well, on what scale are you asking about my loyalty?" he asked.

"Well ....a scale of ten."  I replied.

"I will give you an eight," he replied.

I laughed sarcastically, and he knew there was more to that question than the way I presented it. 

"Why are you laughing like that?" he asked?

"Well.... I was just wondering what type of man you would be if it was not work-related."

" I feel it's inappropriate to segregate who you are. "It's like a man walking the earth with two identities, and it's not safe to be around that kind of person. "You can never tell if he is a friend or foe," I added.

From the distance we sat apart, I could feel his heart racing. He knew this conversation was way beyond work space, but there was no way he was going to escape what was coming, because he never saw what was coming, and he would never know how hard it was going to hit him.

He looked at me and from his eyes I knew he had a lot to say, but he hadn't gotten the right words for me yet. 

"Hey girlfriend, how was your day?" Sarah questioned.

" You couldn't believe who I saw today," I replied.

"And who was that?  She queried.

"The meeting I went for was scheduled with Justin Miller, my ex-husband," I answered.

"That ungrateful man, I hope you gave him your piece of mind," she asked.

"Hmmm, it's a business meeting, and it would be a gradual process to do that, so I just calmed down," I said.

"I hope so, because I don't really know why he is still hanging around you that much," she added.

Life is sometimes full of mysteries. We can't predict the next step from the first step, all we need is to focus on important things and strive.

We can't possibly have everything we need or want at times, we just have to strive hard to live.

After the most disgusting and embarrassing moments of life, I just turned back to see my Godsend savior who came to my rescue. I felt as if my world was actually crumbling before my very eyes.

My heart was filled with so much rage for Justin Miller, but the presence of Scott was always refreshing. As I saw Justin Miller in the hotel sitting right in front of me for partnership, I remember the very moments I used to see him in another woman's arms, but I took a deep breath and decided to stay with him like that, until the worst happened. 

Now I feel so devastated, as I am in a dilemma of whether to work with him or not, between losing a profitable contract or not.

Is this love or lust? I kept pondering in my heart about what was actually happening to my life, after I thought that my pains had come to an end, but I was wrong all the time.

It still hurts that I will be staying in the same space as someone I was once madly in love with but have to behave as though we were strangers to each other.

I can't really get my mind off the thoughts of how I could stand the presence of Justin Miller, and to work professionally in the same space as him.

As these thoughts flowed through my mind, I heard a knock on the door. The doorbell didn't even seem loud enough, but it kept coming up.

"Hold on, I am coming," I said.

Opening the door to the presence of a friend, I called Scott Lewis. I looked at him and smiled.

"Hey, good evening dear."

"Evening, Scott Lewis, how was your day?" I asked.

"My day went well," he answered.

Anytime I feel so lost in thoughts, the calming, charming and warm presence always keeps me intact.

"Grace is pregnant," he said.