Chapter-3: Pieces He Left Behind

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 which I have no desire to remember.

So, like every time, I again lied to my mother, that I was okay and completely fine.

I know I decided to come here and I am satisfied with my decision but I am shitless scared regarding what my future holds.

I would be lying if I said I do not think about him because I do. I wonder if he misses me or if he regrets what he did. What if the accident never happened? Would we both still be together? I still remember the note he left behind.

“I wish you all the happiness in the world, I hope you forgive me someday.”

That's it? That's all he could say in his parting note? Forgive? How should one forgive a person who hurt you so badly, and left you in pieces to fend for yourself while he ran away the first chance he got?

I was the one who picked up those broken pieces and mended my heart while I was recovering and here I am! I have taken that single bold decision that changed my whole life. 

My thoughts started to wander, to those places where I don't want to think about right now. Working on the files was more appealing than my thoughts. I picked up the files and started reading them, soon I was done with my first file. Later I was done with both of them.

I was doing the final touches. I contemplated going to Lucas' office, I have come to terms with the fact that I might not like my boss but I like the working environment. Everything here is professional and comforting. I have not talked to anyone since I came here except for Mr. Stewart and my boss but I am hoping they are friendly. 

While engrossed in work my intercom buzzed. I got startled by the sudden noise. I quickly pressed the button to receive it.

“In my office Miss Paul.” My boss's voice came through. I got up from my chair and hurried towards the office. Just one sentence, can he ever be nice? I wonder if he talks to children like this too if he has ever seen one in his life. Though, I highly doubt it.

I picked up the two files and straightened my dress and walked towards his door.

Life may not be easy here but I am willing to go to any lengths and won't settle for less, this time I am gonna make the rules and live on my terms. Long gone, the naive girl who loved love but this new me won't fall for four-letter words anymore.