ZOEY  Zoey battled hard to contain her tears as she stormed towards Gray's white Mercedes-Benz CLS class vehicle parked by the road bank. Her legs were failing her,growing numb at intervals,her breaths came out heavy and short just wallowing on the brink of hyperventilation,The pain that thumped heavily in her chest burned more than her wounds. Various thoughts were scaling her mind at every step,she had thought Daniel different,a gentle soul,pure,until she walked into his apartment watching him cuddle happily with not just any random lady but Isabella. Louis's wife. Had he not shame?,nor dignity that of all people he decided to sleep with was his friend's wife. And what drove him to cheat on her?!,for just a lingering misunderstanding and he had began flirtatious ways.She was a fool to have trusted him to have fallen in love with him. She briskly wiped the tears lingering on her face before hopping into Gray's vehi

ZOEYIn the hotel room where Zoey took residence,there she was in her luxurious bathroom painted in a near gold colour and in a bathtub;her body covered in soap foam except her head that rested on the edge. The delightful scent of lavender And the calm music that played from her room was enough to send her into thinking. With her eyes shut,she thought of her day she shared with Gray. There was only one thing that lingered in her head. The moment when he had asked her on a date. She loathed herself for being so weak in her resolve and here she is, contemplating on going on a date with Gray. The same man who had maltreated and ended their relationship in the first place. There was always one truth that kept taunting her from within;Beneath the hatred brewing for him, some part of her were still attracted to him. A tiny part that has failed to fade. There was also Daniel,the man she still loves who ended up breaking her heart. Certainly, she

ZOEYA kiss from Daniel would have left her breathless but not Gray's. It was brief yet intense and passionate but not exciting in the very least. She was just as shock ridden as Jane who stared dumbfounded at them while others clapped with a cheerful chatter.  As she stared into his ocean blue eyes clear like a child's,her insides was a growing storm that couldn't be unleashed. Instead,her face morphed into a superficial smile shot at his proud face."We need to talk in private." She mentioned in a growling whisper. Gray simply nodded in accordance,pulling her by the wrist gently outside the room. Once she affirmed that they were far from stalky eyes she flung her wrist away from his grasp. Facing his grimaced innocent face with an icy glare. She folded her arms against her chest tightly,her teeth grinding against each other and her breath slow and heavy."What was that stunt you pulled in ther

DANIELOnce he stepped outside the building, he breathed a sigh. Looking back and forth thinking about the tensed moment that brewed between he and Zoey. He loathed himself for spitting those harsh words to her. He knew it wasn't her fault yet he let anger and pain take control. As he brushed off imaginary dust on his shirt,he couldn't deny how beautiful and graceful she still was. A lot had changed within a space of five months but not her ever charming beauty. He was supposed to be settling their misunderstanding,to tell her how much he missed her,how much he hoped for a reunion but instead,everything had gone down south. He heaved another heavy sigh before resuming his work."Daniel!" Zoey called behind him causing him to jerk from his thoughts,stop abruptly and stare at her face which held an expression he couldn't quite read. A smile almost broke on his face but his sadness and resentments overshadowed his joy. He was

GRAYLizzy's house was overly small for Gray to conveniently breath in. Although it was a moderate size building with an interior decorator that defined elegance and simplicity.  The house was donned in spotless white and in the parlour contained a long Grey sofa beautified with colorful pillows resting against it. Above the sofa was a large portrait hung on the wall;a beautiful mixture of blue and white painting he couldn't quite depict. There were two Grey arm chairs rooted opposite the sofa and a black glass centre table which carried a Grey coloured sculpture defined like a vase and a plate of sliced Pineapples Lizzy had earlier dropped before storming to the kitchen.He still found it hard to comprehend. Perhaps due to his accustomed style of living in large mansion like houses made his taste waver for this fine building. While he rested on her comfy Grey coloured sofa with his eyes gradually sealing shut,thought