I look at the completely dark room and my first thought is my kids. Where are they? Are they safe? They might be scared. Oli hates dark. "Olivia? Aaron? Guys, where are you? Olivia? Aaron?" I try to make something out of the stupid dark, but am disappointed as I just continue to aimlessly whirl around the room. "Baby? Where are you? Aaron? Oli?" There is a yellowish light coming from the far end of the hallway and with a one last unsuccessful look I follow the light. As soon as I hear screams I take faster more hurried steps towards the light. "Oli? Ary?" I stop shouting and walking as I reach the end of the hallway and can see through the yellowish light. There are two people in the room. One of them is facing the other way, so I can't see their face, and has a gun in their hands, the other one is tied and is currently screaming and sobbing. I can't really make the other person out as well. "Please. Please, just let me go. Help me, someone. I am really sorry." The one pointing

Another week has passed since I first started working for Val. The constant glares from the workers and receptionist, on the ground floor, were a reminder that I still wasn't welcome in the office. Adrian and his team, basically all the people on Adrian's floor were nice. I even made some friends. And of course, Mason, that guy was something else. I couldn't help but be glad that he was there. If he saw someone glaring, at me, he would glare right back at them tenfold. My stomach churned with warmth, in a good way, and it only intensified when I thought about Val. About how he wanted to fire everyone who was glaring and badmouthing me and how he was so nice. Why was I such a mess? I can't get involved with a guy especially not now. Not Mason and definitely not Val! And I still needed to figure out what Oli and Val were hiding from me. But I would figure that out later, right now, there was something else I need to worry about. The therapist!Today was my first therapy session a

After talking some more with Nolan, Mason and Olan, Nolan's twin, I finally made my way to Val's office. Olan came after a little while and I noticed that Olan and Nolan were nothing similar. Sure, their facial features were similar, but their personalities were so different. Whereas Nolan was pretty straightforward, Olan had this bubbly side and this happy-go-lucky persona. And when Olan got to know that we were talking about Mason's love life, he was really excited and he gave so many suggestions as to what Mason should do to get her attention. I rolled my eyes at the mystery girl. She probably already likes him. I mean who wouldn't like Mason? He was handsome – with his electric blue eyes and brown curly-ish hair, which girl wouldn't fall for him! He was also funny, a chef and smart. Why am I even thinking about it? I don't care about who Mason likes. Infact, as his friend I am happy for him. Yup, I am happy for him. Even if it was me, which Mason made clear that it isn't,