Emily’s PovArghh!!!It was Monday again and another day with the possibilities of seeing Alex, which I prayed to God shouldn't happen. As Ava and I walked into the company, I could see the stares people were sent to me. Do they really think I am not qualified for the position because I have little experience on the job? I took a deep breath and let it out as Ava and I walked into the elevator.“Emily, are you listening?” “I looked at her, my brows furrowed. Was Ava talking? “Hmmm, I…I….”“No, you were not. What were you thinking about?”“its….”“Do not tell me it is nothing. I have been talking for the past eight to ten minutes and you did not catch any of it.” I sighed. I had been caught I guess. “Hmmm…I know I have said this before but I don't like the way people look at me in the company. They make me feel like I got this job because I was your friend.” I told her my complaint.Ava rolled her eyes, “Firstly, what is wrong with helping a friend who I know is worthy of the po
Sophie’s Pov This is bad. What am I going to tell Wesley? I swallowed hard, taking in deep breaths. This is not what I was promised and I have no idea why Weasley changed all of a sudden. The thoughts going through my head were scary as they came and no, I wasn't overreacting.Wesley had turned into a fucking beast. I wanted to leave but I was carrying his child and he threatened to do horrible things to me if I dared. “What did she say?” I flinched in fright. His voice was like ice cold water being poured on me. I looked back, scared to see its face and to deliver the bad news.“Hey, Wesley…..” I started, my heart beating faster than it should normally do. It was the worst feeling. How did the same man who used to buy me flowers and make me feel like the only girl in the world turn into someone I trembled at the sight of? Since his publishing label had threatened to drop him, he had transformed into a monster. He comes back home late, constantly drunk, hits me and emotion
Emily’s Pov This is what you get when you get married to the weapon fashion against you. Even after divorce, they still buzz around like a fucking bee looking for pollen. I tried to ignore the fact that there might be a freak called Wesley Sterling following me around but the look from my face was telling all the truth that my mouth was too heavy to say.“Emily?” I turned to Jace, his face looked so worried.“Are you okay? Did I do anything to make you feel uncomfortable?" He asked, his voice held so much emotion. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. This was crazy but I wont let that dick head try and make me look like a clown. I wont give him the fucking reaction he is looking for.I forced a smile to my lips, “Yeah,I just ... .you know what, it ain’t important.” Jace gave me a look, his eyes on mine as tried to find answers from them, “If you say so.” He stretched out his hands, as he took mine bringing it up to his lips, he placed a gentle kiss on them. “I’m
Emily’s pov Surprisingly, the ride to the restaurant was fun. We talked, he complimented me,sang along to radio tunes, cursed at drivers and flipped traffic police. It felt like old times, before I knew he was my boss’s enemy. And for whatever reasons, it reminded me of how it used to be with Wesley….before everything came crashing down.The car pulled over in front of La’Grande, one of the most expensive restaurants in the city of New York. The car door was opened, Jace held my hand, as he helped me out.“Wow” I couldn’t help but murmur.It was stunning. The restaurant was buzzing with different dignitaries, I felt small but I shook it off. I was here to have fun, not to wallow in self pity.“Let's go in…” Jace whispered with a smile, obviously proud I was impressed.With our hands entangled together, he led me inside. There was a line which led to three podiums. We stood at the one with the least amount of people. A few seconds later we got to the podium. A girl with black
Emily’s Pov The ride home was silent.Neither did it break when the car pulled over by our building complex. Ava stormed out and I followed, feeling his strong gaze on me. We were just by our apartment when my phone suddenly rang. I was shocked because it was almost four in the morning and who in their right mind would be calling me. I brought my phone from my bed and I looked at it….It was Jace.What the helly? “Are you coming in?” Ava asked.I looked at her, “yeah, but give me a minute..” She shrugged and walked into the apartment. I picked up the call and immediately his soothing voice buzzed through the phone. “Good morning, princess. ” “Jace, it's 4am. Why are you calling me?” I asked without missing a beat. We haven't spoken since the incident at Alex’s house and I wanted to avoid any more drama.Even trying to forget it by going to the club was not enough. I guess drama follows me everywhere I go.“Yeah, I know. I wanted to be able to book early since you are always so
Emily’s POVThe club was already alive when Ava and I stepped inside, a heartbeat of bass thudding against the walls, strobing lights spilling across the dance floor like restless fireflies.Ava was the one to suggest this, but honestly, I wasn’t sure if I’d made the right choice. Ava had been restless all morning, fidgeting with her phone, glancing toward the hallway like she expected someone to appear. And me? I was just as bad as I was pretending to scroll through social media while fighting the urge to think about Alex.Plus work has been stressful.We’d both said it out loud over coffee that morning— We need a distraction.So here we were, dressed up, faces made up, heels clicking against the sticky floor of a downtown club where anonymity came easy and the music drowned out inconvenient thoughts.Ava leaned in close as we passed a group of guys at the bar, grinning at me. “We’re not going home until we’ve had fun,” she half-shouted over the music.“Deal,” I said, trying to so