One month laterNoah’s dead and it’s finally sinking in. The time I heard the news, I was frantic, I thought it was a joke, a stupid one.I waited, for the news to turn out into a hoax but it was very real. It was a nightmare that I couldn’t flee, even though I badly craved to.I feel his absence every day, especially when I wake up and the feeling of being alone crawls back in, deep into my skin.The day he proposed to me was the happiest, and somewhere in my heart, I felt that happiness doesn’t last forever but never in a million years did I imagine it would be this short-lived.I had a feeling he would do something stupid the moment he left, he wasn’t alright and I was to blame. I said those hurtful things to him when he was at his lowest.Somewhere in his heart, he felt he wouldn’t make it out alive so he chose this.Noah committed suicide, as I was informed by the police. He drove his car straight into the river from the top of the brid

Emma’s POVI spend the next few hours, worrying endlessly.Lucas’s words, giving me a bitter headache. I already have a lot on my plate, and now this?I try to call Lucas, it rings for a few torturous seconds. The wait getting to me, I throw my phone on the pillow lightly. Groaning in annoyance. Why isn’t he picking up? He usually does.Abruptly, I hear the bell ding. It’s not my phone, but my doorbell. I rush to the door, thinking it might be Lucas but I find an old man, dressed in a suit. His hair turned grey due to old age, his cheekbones round and shiny. “ Uh, who might you be? “ I ask, dumbfounded.“ I’m Corner, Mr. Knight sent me. “ He announces, grinning.“ You mean Lucas? “ I ask confirming.He nods.“ What for? “ I ask, quirking my brow in confusion.“ Let me inside Miss and I’ll explain it all to you. “ He states.I step away from the door, my body previously blocking the entran

The next morning, I order breakfast and head to the company soon.Stepping into the office, I feel empty. This is the place where Noah used to work.I look at his chair and break down. This is the place he used to sit at. Everything in his office is still his, not mine.I move his chair to the side and use another one.I can’t sit in his chair, it reminds me too much of him. Besides this will always be his.I also notice a new secretary.“ Hi, I’m Stacy. Mr. Knight hired me when he was handling the company. I’ll assist you from now on Miss Emma. “ She replies with a merry tone.I nod in return.Just then John enters. I remember him, he was the manager in the past. He was kind and we often conversed, something that bothered Noah.He greets me with a smile.“ How are you? I hope you’re coping with the situation well. “ He speaks sympathetically. “ I..I’m okay. Thank you for asking. “ I reply with a merry tone. Eve

I get up, throwing the comforter on one side and groaning like a maniac.I don’t want to do this. Besides, it’s only a matter of time before Lucas finally brings the company down. He is influential and determined enough to do that.I’ve been so busy, I barely have time to think and I’m glad about that.  At least it keeps me away from the fact the I’m pregnant. I don’t ponder about it much, simply because I didn’t have the time to.It takes me some time to prepare breakfast and feed it to Tim. I head to the office. In between the journey, I think of Tim. I have to get him enrolled in a school. He can’t just stay home. He is reaching his age to be in school but I have such a huge mess to deal with.I can’t give Tim a better life, how will I deal with this baby. I would even think about aborting it if I could give it a better life but I’ve failed awfully with Tim.I finally reach the horrific building. My imagination goes wild and I imagine the buildi

I soon shifted with Lucas, it wasn’t a hard decision to make but the whole situation, to me seemed sketchy. I can’t just forgive Lucas after all that he did to me. He broke my trust over and over again, and I still trusted him despite that.It’s not that I’m scared of him breaking my trust, at this point if he does that. I won’t be surprised. I became used to it. But it just doesn’t feel nice to be made a fool of, especially if it’s not him making a joke of me, but it is my own self.As the saying goes:Fool me once, shame on youFool me twice, shame on me.It’s a war within, one I’m scared to lose. I just hope I’m not making any wrong decision because the consequence of that would turn me bitter. I hope he doesn’t hurt me again. I was scared of being hurt initially, now I’m just tired of it.Nonetheless, I still shifted. We settled in his house, I was given a room besides Lucas’s room. Lucas also prepared a separa