I was running through the park then I saw a big tree with oranges on it. And they were really pretty oranges. There was one I thought I could reach. I jumped up but I couldn’t get it so I began to cry. Then Daddy picked me up so I was on his shoulders. I laughed as I grabbed the orange. Daddy put me down and smiled. His eyes crinkled when he smiled… I woke up to the scent of oranges and mint, and it was an excruciatingly nostalgic scent. Opening my eyes, I allowed my dream to fade from my senses. Then I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and I couldn’t help but smile. I dreamt about happy memories. Well, that was new. I glanced around the room, feeling slightly disoriented for a moment before I remembered where I was. I was in Nicholas’s apartment, and on Nicholas’s bed. My smile broadened as I sank back into the pillows, then I pulled the covers up to my chin and grinned. At that moment, the door clicked open. “Ophelia?” Nicholas’s voice was a whisper, and I knew that he was trying not

It was nearly 7 in the evening when Nicholas walked through my door. His hair was a mess, sweat was coating his features, and his face morphed to show the relief he felt when he spoted me perched on the end of my bed reading a book. “Why did you even come here? I meant for you to go back to my place,” he said.I watched impassively as he placed his briefcase down on the floor before crawling onto the bed beside me but I didn’t say anything. “I am sorry. I am so fucking sorry,” he pleaded.When he met my eyes, I knew that he meant his words but that didn’t make me any less upset about what had happened. “You were not supposed to find out like that..." he started but I interrupted him. “How was I supposed to find out then?” I asked and he winced at my harsh remark, and that made me to recoil instantly. “I know I shouldn’t be mad because we weren’t together when it happened, but..." This time he was the one to interrupt me as he said, “No, you should be mad. You have every right to

NICHOLAS ONE WEEK LATER I stared straight through the woman standing opposite me, feigning interest as she delivered a speech about something likely unimportant and not worth my attention. I had mastered the art of appearing like I was listening over the years that I had been working in business. I sighed as my financial advisor placed a hand on her jutted hip and inhaled a sharp breath before she went on. I ran a finger over my bottom lip as I wondered for a moment if this week would ever draw to an end because of how long it had stretched out for. It had been really draining, even much more than ever, yet nothing particularly eventful had occurred. Well, that was if I was excluding the inevitable, which was the end of Ophelia and I's relationship. I tried to dismiss my thoughts of her as soon as they came to my mind, but still, just as I had expected, the feeling hit me: the miserable and undeniable pain I always felt deep in my chest. It had been there since last week and it ju

NICHOLAS I was dripping with sweat and coated in dust by the time we headed back to the car. It turned out that the plot of land Brian mentioned was literally a plot of land with grasses, mud, a few dying shrubs and nothing else. I genuinely didn't think that those types of barren and undeveloped plots still existed in the metropolitan area, but lo and behold, there it was. I also noticed that the unexpected humidity of November was clearly not agreeing with me, but after downing a few bottles of water, I eventually managed to look decent once more. I realized now that we would have to build the entire warehouse from scratch if we were to pursue this deal, but Cole knew as well as I did, that we had a large amount of money heading our way, anyway, and it was owed to us by Ms Taylor's extravagant assistant, so it wouldn't be damaging in the slightest if we did so. Never break a contract with Kendrick Incorporation if you knew what was good for you. Well… unless you were Ophelia Mor

OPHELIA "Right, and that is all?" I said, somehow shielding the hope in my voice well enough that he didn't detect it. There was another moment of silence, and I realized that I was still holding Nicholas's present in my hand so I stared at it. Why would he even bring me a present? I asked myself."Please open it," he said and I noticed that his voice was quiet and pleading. I glanced up. "Then I will leave." "Fine," I agreed.A flicker of a smile appeared on his face, and my heart fluttered in response. Wow, it was still there. "Ophelia!" There was a pounding on the door and I let out an irritated sigh before I spoke to Nicholas. "Stay for the gift opening, and then..." I trailed off as the thought of him leaving my life once more brought pain to my heart even after weeks of coming to terms with the end of our relationship. As he nodded solemnly, I finally opened the door and stepped into the living room once more. Everyone's eyes were on us as we finally joined the circle fo