Soon, Chris' project was off and the launching was on. Starr hadn't wanted to go to the launch party, since she hasn't since Chris since he walked out of her apartment. She had told herself that she was fine and didn't need a man to be happy, but whenever she stayed at home, her mind alway managed to linger to him whenever she saw any spot he had stood or stayed before in her house. It made it almost impossible for her to sleep in her room, so she often slept in her guest room instead. Magnus had also been giving her space, also focusing on the project. He had been showing up at her office, just to say hi and check up on her, but he didn't bring Chris up at all and didn't talk about Valentine. They were doing fine like that.  For some reasons, she was yet to agree to, Starr found herself at Chris's launching party. It was a small gathering, but people had actually turned up for it. A lot of people, apart from the owner of the launching party. Starr had take

  It had been a bright sunny day and Christopher had woken Starr to a breakfast bed, he had prepared for her. She had woken up feeling good, glad that things were pulling together in her life and she was letting herself let go.  “Morning,” she had greeted him as he pecked her lips, smiling.“Morning,” he replied her. “Did you have a nice night rest?”Starr chuckled and nodded as she replied, “Never been better.” She smiled as she took a sip from

 “So, what is the issue?” Christopher had asked Adam the moment he stepped into his sitting room. Adam dropped his suitcase by a sofa as he sat and said, “Please do have your seat Mr. Chariton,” Adam had replied him, enjoy how his face became covered with worry. Adam would have loved to tease him a bit longer, but he had another appointment for the day and didn’t want to be late. Christopher Chariton mind had begun to run. He had imagine a hundred worst case scenario before he finally sat down. “What is it Adam? Is it curable?”

“He had better not,” Starr had said with a frown, lifting her legs up to put on the chair, getting a bit comfortable. Sorcha noticed how relaxed and comfortable she had gotten, and that made her feel lighter, like some burden had been taken off her. It was like a snippet of the old Starr, and that felt like a reminder that old Starr was still present and available. “Whenever I did come over to you place,” Sorcha had said, causing Starr to become conscious once more and tensing. “You weren’t exactly the nicest.” Starr felt a certain type of warmth rush round her body, as she was filled or wrapped with sadness. All the regret she had been trying to avoid, appeared right in her presence. She didn’t reply Sorcha, but instead looked away in hope that Sorcha was going to notice she didn’t want to talk about it and drop the topic. She wasn’t ready yet. And as she hoped, Sorcha didn’t press on, but rather continued her story. “I do have friends, but I’m not exactly c

Sorcha and Starr were singing along to a nineties pop, while Sorcha drove them to a eatery of her choice. Starr had wanted her to be comfortable, so she had choose the eatery she wanted to go to and what she wanted to eat. Their voice had gone higher, and they both had a wide smile on. It was a song their dad had played a lot when they were younger. He played it on weekends, so they could all sing and dance to it. He would lift them from the ground, while they took turns on who he was going to throw and twirl, their laugher echoing around the house. That was happiness to Starr, till she grew and life changed. “I miss him,” Sorcha had suddenly said, causing the ambience of the vehicle to move from way up there, to down there.Starr went shut, making Sorcha think she had said something wrong. Her heart began to beat in reminder that, she could send Starr back into the cave she had been in. But then, Starr smiled as she replied, “Me too.”Sorcha fe