(Marley POV)
I jolted awake as I shot upright and panting as I tried to catch my breath. The dream I had was horrible and it felt so real, I threw the cover off me and slid out of bed. My legs seemed to move on their own as I moved into the bathroom. While I was in the mirror I looked back at myself and turned on the sink. I began washing my face to ease my tension and stress.
After washing my face I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth, I began getting my day started as I put on my work clothes. I had on a skirt and blouse with a women's blazer on, then I put on matching heels and looked myself over in my closet mirror.
I brushed my hair quickly and threw on a little makeup, I snapped on my name tags that read Marley Brown my name.
“Looking good Marley,” I said to myself with a smile looking at my reflection
I walked out of my closet grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. I saw my dad and mom sitting on the couch reading some papers, they looked stressed and tired the sight filled with sadness. I walked over to them slowly with a worried look, my dad looked up first and gave me a sad smile.
“Hey, Mom and Dad you guys look down and tired what's wrong?” I asked slowly with worry looking at them
“Hi sweetie it's nothing, just more hospital bills along with our house mortgage” Replied my mom looking at me trying to keep a smile but failing
“Sweetheart, ever since your sister became ill and we had to admit her to the hospital, our expenses have increased, and our house mortgage has also gone up. It's been a lot, and we can't afford all of these payments,” said My dad taking a breath and wrapping an around my mom hugging her as she fell into his embrace
I frowned slightly and nodded with understanding as my eyes watered. I wiped my green eyes softly and cleared my throat. I walked over and hugged both of them tightly, I remained silent and hugging them hoping to ease away their stress.
“I'm here for you guys and I'll help you, I've been working harder and maybe I can ask for a raise. If anything happens up to guys can stay with me” I said smiling warmly at them and they returned my smile
“Thank you, sweetie, that means a lot to us, what did we do to get such a great daughter? Oh I love you so much” said my mom hugging me tightly making me giggle as my sad agreed
“Oh because I have such awesome parents, I love you guys too, and always oh I'm rrunning late for work I'll see you guys later,” I said checking my watch and standing up and running away waving goodbye and blowing kisses
I headed to the kitchen quickly and grabbed a banana, then walked out as I headed to and out the front door. I smiled as I saw my neighbors and gave them a quick smile and wave. They waved back as I hopped in my car and drove off, out of the driveway and down the street.
The radio played as my fingers drummed to the beat as I was driving. As I was driving my mind slowly drifted off, I thought about life and my parents then about my little sister. My focus was brought back as I heard a small yell, I saw a little boy had fallen and I slammed my foot on the brakes.
My car stopped just a few feet from him as I held my chest in slight fear.
His mom came and waved me off with an apologetic smile. I watched as she scolded him and picked him up, walking off. smiled at them and I pulled off driving into my job parking lot. After finding a parking spot, I parked and grabbed my purse as I got out.
I locked the car doors before heading inside Blackwell Enterprises, my workplace.
I smiled at the people I passed and headed to the elevator, once on I took it up to the sixteenth floor. A few moments passed and I made it to my floor, I got off the elevator and walked to my office. My friend Zach walked up with a smile which I returned, he walked with me as we chatted a bit.
“Yeah that was insane but Marley don’t forget you have a meeting. I'm just reminding you cause last time you forgot,” said Zach smiling at me with a bright look as he walked off again
“That was a one-time thing,” I said laughing with a bright smile and embarrassed blush as he walked off laughing
I shook my head slightly and looked over not noticing that I was in front of my office, I walked inside my office. Closing the door softly behind me I set my purse on the filing cabinet, then I walked over to the desk and sat down in my chair. Turning on my computer as I began to log in so I could clock in for the day.
Once I was logged in I began checking my schedule, I had a meeting in a few minutes.
A loud crack of lightning made me jump as the rain began to pour down. I turned in my chair and looked out the window at the sky. I huffed and rubbed my head slightly as I thought about my parents and sister being sick.
I wanted and had to be strong for them so I could help them, it was all so much I felt the weight of responsibility and stress on my shoulders.
The weather seemed to share my feelings of what I felt on the inside. I remain looking out in my thoughts, all of my hard work and dedication to keep going was for them.
As the weeks went by, the silence between Marley and Jonathan grew palpable. Life had taken a sudden turn for both of them, pulling them into separate orbits. Marley often found herself at her parents' side, helping them navigate the challenges of recovery after the accident. Their home, once filled with laughter and warmth, now felt heavy with worry and unspoken fears. She did her best to be strong for them, but it was hard to push aside her feelings of anxiety. Jonathan, on the other hand, was deeply immersed in caring for his mother at the hospital. The sterile smell of antiseptic and the constant beeping of machines became his new reality. He spent long hours at her bedside, trying to provide comfort while grappling with the weight of uncertainty about her health. Each day blended into the next, and even though he thought of Marley often, the demands of his situation left little room for anything else.They exchanged occasional texts and brief check-ins that felt like shadowy ech
Jonathan Blackwell sat behind his imposing mahogany desk, the sleek lines of his office reflecting the carefully curated image he had built over the years. The city sprawled beneath him, a tapestry of ambition and chaos that thrived just below the surface of his meticulously crafted facade. He was known for his cold demeanor and blunt honesty; in the world of high-stakes business, emotions were often seen as a liability. Yet, as he glanced at the clock on his wall, anxiety tugged at his chest, a feeling he hadn’t expected to experience when it came to Marley.Marley had been coming to his office regularly now, initially to discuss strategies for a charitable initiative Blackwell Enterprises had taken on. The first meeting had been strictly business, her bright smile and passionate ideas pushing against his walls with an energy he wasn’t used to. But as the weeks progressed, their conversations began to evolve. She challenged him in ways no one else dared. Where others danced around h
(3rd POV)Marley Brown sat at the edge of a worn, wooden bench in the park, her slender frame silhouetted against the vibrant autumn leaves. At twenty-five, she had learned to appreciate the simple joys of life like the rustle of leaves underfoot and the crispness of the air. Today, however, was not as simple as it appeared. Marley’s mission loomed before her like the clouds gathering for a storm.She glanced over at Arthur, the elderly man with silver hair that glimmered in the sunlight. His face was weathered but kind, etched with years of stories waiting to be told. Beside him, Clara, his daughter, fidgeted with a bracelet on her wrist, her expressions flipping from hope to skepticism as she waited for her father to speak. It was clear that their relationship had frayed over the years, like an old tapestry unraveling at the seams.Marley’s heart ached for them. She had always felt a strong sense of empathy, drawn to people whose struggles echoed her childhood a time filled with mis
(3rd POV)-A few days later-A few days had passed since the chaotic incident in the hospital, but for Marley, time felt almost suspended. The eerie bright lights of the waiting room haunted her at night, and the image of the old man's bloodied hands and pleading eyes lingered in her thoughts. She still replayed that moment in her mind the moment when her life intersected with his so abruptly. Marley sat at the kitchen table in her house, her fingers tracing the rim of her coffee cup absentmindedly. Jonathan had been by her side since she told him, he shuffled in from the living room, a magazine crumpled in one hand and a look of indifference etched on his face.“Hey,” he said, taking a seat across from her. “You’ve been quiet lately. What’s going on? You can talk to me, you know.”Taking a deep breath, Marley released the tension that had tightened around her chest. There was a comfort in Jonathan’s presence that always helped her feel grounded. She bit her lip, considering how to s
(Marley POV)-1 day later-I had always found solace in the quiet streets of my neighborhood, the way the sun cast long shadows through the oak trees lining the sidewalk. Today, however, felt different. The air was thick with humidity and heavy with the scent of rain that lingered just beyond the sky. I needed to clear my mind; it had become a tangled mess of thoughts and worries that swirled like autumn leaves caught in a gust of wind.As I stepped outside, I took a deep breath, letting the warm air fill my lungs. The pavement glistened from a recent downpour, and I could hear distant laughter from children playing in their yards. I smiled at the sense of normalcy that surrounded me, but even as I walked, I felt a vague unease and instinctual warning that something wasn’t quite right. Perhaps it was the way the birds had fallen silent or the tension that hung in the air.I continued down the street, my feet falling into a rhythmic pace, each step a motion towards catharsis. The famil
(Jonathan POV)The days dragged on, each one an echo of the last, but with an undercurrent of tension that made everything feel heavier. I stood in the hallway, glancing out the window at the two security guards stationed by the front door. They were ever-present, like shadows that had attached themselves to Marley, their watchful eyes scanning the surroundings with grim determination. A couple of days had passed since the threatening message landed in her inbox words that bothered me that they were bothering her now: “I see you.” Marley moved through her daily routine with a mixture of grace and resignation.I was already dressed in my tailored black and gray suit and waiting by her bedroom door, As she got ready for work at Blackwell Enterprises, the sleek black shirt she pulled over her head, followed by a white skirt with black leggings. I stood in the doorway of her bedroom, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, trying to mask my worry with my usual dull Look.“Are you sure you