Olivia's Pov:As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the city, I found myself getting ready for what promised to be an interesting dinner at Lucas's uncle's house. The atmosphere was charged with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as I picked out a simple yet elegant dress, one that would hopefully make a good impression.I couldn't help but recall the events of the past few days. The unexpected turn of events with Lucas had left me in a whirlwind of emotions, but I couldn't deny the connection that had blossomed between us. He had been there for me, and I had opened up to him about my past, a significant step in our budding relationship.As I applied a light touch of makeup and looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but wonder what the evening had in store. Meeting Lucas's uncle was a big step, and I hoped that I would make a favorable impression on him. After all, Lucas's uncle was not just any relative; he had played a pivotal r
As I walked into the office building, I couldn't shake off the flutter of excitement in my chest. The thought of seeing Lucas, even if it had to be in secret, had a way of making my mornings brighter.As I went about arranging my desk, Lucas walked by. Without turning to face him, I offered a casual "Good morning." He replied in kind and continued walking. However, just a moment later, he doubled back, and I turned to look at him, surprised."Is everything alright?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.He shook his head, a playful glint in his eyes. "No, where's your smile?"I couldn't help but chuckle at his remark. "Well, I guess my smile was on a coffee break this morning," I quipped.Lucas grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "We can't have that, now can we?" He reached over and playfully tapped the corner of my lips with his index finger, making me break into a genuine smile."That's more like it," he said, clearly satisfied with the result.I shook my head, amused by his antics.
We continued to drive in silence, and then I noticed that we were taking a turn towards his house. I glanced at him, feeling a bit puzzled."Why are we heading to your house?" I inquired, my curiosity getting the better of me.He smirked, glancing at me briefly before returning his gaze to the road. "I want to impress my date."I chuckled at his response, a mixture of surprise and amusement bubbling within me. "Impress your date, huh? I guess I'm looking forward to seeing what you have in store."Lucas flashed me a confident grin as he parked the car in the driveway of his impressive mansion. "I promise you won't be disappointed."He got out of the car and quickly came over to open my door, extending his hand to help me out. I took it graciously, stepping out of the vehicle with a playful smile."Chivalry isn't dead, is it?" I teased as we walked towards the entrance of his grand home.Lucas chuckled. "Not when you're around."Walking into his house, a sense of excitement and anticipa
Lucas pov:I enjoy our daily routine now. We work in the office in the morning, and in the evening, we either go to her place or mine for dinner and maybe watch a movie. After meeting Olivia, my life took an unexpected turn, one filled with laughter, love, and a newfound sense of purpose. She waltzed into my world like a breath of fresh air, bringing with her a warmth and light that I didn't know I was missing. With her by my side, every day feels like an adventure, and every moment brims with possibility. Olivia has a way of effortlessly melting away the barriers I've spent years building, replacing them with a sense of vulnerability and connection that I never knew I craved. Each morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, I found myself eagerly anticipating the day ahead. Stepping into the bustling office, I was greeted by the familiar reassuring presence of Olivia by my side. Together, we navigated through meetings, deadlines, and endless meetings. Olivia's unwavering support an
The accident took a toll on me but most of all leaving behind all alone is worse because your soulmate thought of you as a burden. So he did the best he could do. He ran away the first chance he got. That bastard not only broke my heart but also left with all my savings and stole my car for which I still have to pay installments because it's in my name. I thought I was broken after my accident but when he didn't come to see me I realized it hurt more than broken bones. I wish he had come to me and told me how he felt about my accident. I know doctors said my walking skills could hinder forever or the tremble in my hand could turn worse but I believed in myself. I knew I could make it but I guess he didn't believe in 'me' or in 'us' anymore. Six months later; "I am going to New York," I told my parents once I recovered from several physiotherapy sessions. A little tremor in my left hand was all left from my past. But I have come to terms with it. I know I can't give up just becau
Olivia’s Pov: I stepped out of the cab and curiously looked around at the bustling city streets. It was my first day in a new city and I couldn't help feeling both excited and nervous. I took a deep breath and looked up at the tall buildings that surrounded me, their glass facades reflecting the early morning light. I had always dreamed of living in a big city, and now that dream was finally coming true. I walked down the sidewalk, I could see people hurrying to work, coffee in one hand and briefcase in the other. I wondered what was going through their minds, are they happy? or are they still rushing towards their job because that's the best suitable thing to do? The sound of car horns and chatter filled the air, and I felt a sense of energy and excitement that I had never experienced before. I was wearing a knee-length black skirt with a white blouse tucked in, paired with simple black heels. My long brown hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and with minimal makeup. I dre
Oliva pov: I stood up and straightened my dress, felt a sharp pain in my ankle, and I couldn't help but wince in discomfort. The silence in the meeting room was deafening as everyone stared at me, waiting for my next move. I felt like I was under a microscope. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I tried to hide the pain and sat down on the nearest seat as the meeting proceeded. I felt mortified and I could feel my face flush with embarrassment. My first instinct was to run away and hide, but I couldn't. Despite the embarrassment and pain, I sat quietly and tried to understand the meeting. As the meeting progressed, I could see a man’s constant gaze on me, and my first thought was he was beautiful. I felt increasingly self-conscious and struggle to concentrate on the discussion. I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone might be judging me, especially the brown-eyed man who is still looking at me. After the meeting ended, I took a moment to compose myself and gather my t
Olivia pov: I finally found a moment to sit down at my desk and relax for a while. The chair felt comfortable against my back as I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. I know I have to work on the file but for now, I pushed those thoughts aside and allowed myself to simply relax. before I start working again. I looked at my ankles to see if they are swelling because I wasn't in that much pain like I was before but thank God it was nothing, just a little discomfort. I picked up my phone to see if there were any messages from my family, there was one message from Mum asking if I settled and how was my first day going. Should I tell her how many times today I have thought about returning? Or should I tell her how I felt when I landed in New York because I think she might not be happy to hear that I felt relieved, felt like I could breathe again? I finally felt that running from my past was the best decision because I couldn't stay there anymore and relive every memory, every day of