Never Again 🌷 “When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.” -Lemony Snicket ~•~ •E V E L Y N• Finally! I'm going to learn the truth. I sat on the couch at the far corner of the living room and watched Xavier pacing in front of me. I closed my eyes when the nervousness started to freak me out. "Xavier! Will you stop pacing? You're making me nervous." I said, and rubbed my neck subconsciously. Suddenly he lifted his gaze to me and said, "Fine! I'll tell you everything but in turn you have to promise me that you'll keep your mouth shut and won't utter a single word to anyone about this." He negotiated. "Why would I say anything to anyone? I want to listen to the truth. So start speaking, it's already past eight in the evening!" I said whilst glancing at the watch on his wrist. Now that I noticed, for a rich person, he only wore one watch. I shook

Never Again 🌷 “There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved.” -George Sand ~•~ •X A V I E R• The elevator wasn't working today as it was under repair and each employee on our floor was sweating hard when I walked past them in the morning. It was not easy to climb thirty sets of stairs and it wasn't certainly easy to do it on a warm day like this. At moments like today, I was grateful for the cardio and stamina building exercises in the gym. Once reaching the office, I saw a leaning figure of Evelyn, breathing heavily in her office. The scene from Saturday night made an appearance in my memory, the way she interacted with Alex and all the lovely things he was talking about her. Alex not only inherited his aunt's eyes, but also some of her habits. I felt a tug in my heart seeing him with Evelyn, after five years of hating her with every fiber of my body, that night I felt a spark as if someone gave life to the bond that we had. But, I cannot fall for her agai

Never Again 🌷 “I look at you and see the rest of my life in front of my eyes.” ~•~ E V E L Y N• Every night my thoughts weighed heavily on my soul, but every morning I'd get up to fight another day, and every night I survived. With no sense of my surroundings, I really couldn't decipher where I was. All I could feel was my numb body being carried by strong arms, especially by the person, who loathed the very existence of mine. The muffled, grave voices did nothing to bring me out of my comatose state. Finally, aware of the claustrophobic atmosphere, I tried bringing myself out of the numbness. I could mentally witness each and every action. Starting from the point where he carried me somewhere, the next thing I registered was my back touching a very comfortable sofa. There were a few things that I could not decipher. Firstly, why did he even care? As far as I remember, Xavier absolutely hated me. It was expected of him to just leave me lying on the cold floor than carry me in

Never Again 🌷 “A person that truly loves you will never let you go, no matter how hard the situation is.” ~•~ E V E L Y N• Today simply wasn't my day, starting from the point where Kat told me about a certain someone known, Chris Walker called me to inform me that we were leaving for a business meeting today and my boss, Xavier Knight did not have the brain to tell me that we were flying to California. At least after that day when he told me about Alexander, when he had seen me breaking down in front of him, he could have informed me. But, no. I guess his hate towards me was far greater than anything. After a long time, we reached California. From the airport, a limousine took everyone to the lavish five star hotel. Maybe Xavier was used to Chris' overspending but I was completely overwhelmed at the sight of the colossal building. The receptionist gave each of us our keys. I was so exhausted after the long flight that I went straight to my room, instead of going to the dining

Trying to ponder over what Xavier had been rambling on the entire time. I felt totally baffled and knots formed in my stomach as several pairs of curious eyes stared at me, some of them encouraging me while others had a stern look challenging me to even complete the first line. New clothing line, elite groups, commoners, profit. Perfect. I formed a mental note of the key points Xavier accentuated throughout his speech. "So everybody, in the golden era, clothes were considered as something to cover ourselves," I initiated, clasping both of my hands together. "But now the time has changed and so do our requirements. Clothing is considered a fashion statement. Every day the trend keeps changing so does the daily clothes we come across." "The point is, most of the entrepreneurs here are eager to define themselves, to create their own image and be a trendsetter. Well, that's the dream