All Chapters of And he took my breath away: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

RemyNever in a million years did I imagine that this day would come.The day my high-school sweet-heart and soon to be fiancé, looked me in the eye and shattered my heart.August Wilmer had been my day one from the very beginning. Our mom's were best friends and that automatically made us friends. He was always right by my side even before high school and it wasn't long before we became inseparable.A lot of people weren't surprised when we started dating a few years later.It was a kind of relationship that slowly blossomed from friendship to love.We told each other any and everything.And could hardly breathe if we went a single day without seeing each other. He was my soul mate.Now, standing in front of me, drenched from his head to his toe, exposed to the pouring rain, with a blank expression on his face, made my heart pound violently.“What did you say?” My voice shook.August didn't flinch, he just stared at me still with an unreadable expression. “

RemyI sat there, frozen,every part of me refusing to move, shocked by the news I had just heard.I felt like a fool whose only crime was to love a person who apparently did not give a shit about me.Because if he did, he would have at least told me about this, he owed me that much. Instead he broke up with me and bolted that same week.Cory could see I was reeling– confusion written all over my face.“I thought you knew. I’m sorry, shouldn’t have said anything.” he gulped hard, voice thick with concern.“There’s no need to apologize, you didn’t do anything.” I forced my voice steady. “Your brother on the other hand, isn’t who I thought he was”.If August’s plan was to make me completely forget him, then that was exactly what I was going to do.“For what it’s worth, my brother is an asshole”. Cory confessed, offering me a small grin. “And I never understood what you saw in him anyway.”“Believe it or not Cory, your brother wasn’t always an asshole.” I shook m

RemyThe ray of sunlight kissed my skin through my window, instantly dragging me out of sleep. I hadn’t bothered setting up an alarm because I knew I didn’t need it.I reached blindly for my phone on the bedside table.6:30“Shit.”I yanked myself out of bed and immediately headed to the bathroom. Today was my first day back at work after a very long, very needed two months leave. And I couldn’t afford to be late.I stripped out of my clothes and got into the shower. The hot water spilled over me from my hair down to my toes, melting away the remnants of sleep and tension.Thankfully, I had already laid out my outfit last night– a habit I was taught from childhood.I chose a burgundy tailored shirt dress with a red classic point toe high heel to match. Gold accessories, a black rectangle shoulder bag and a sleek messy low bun completed the look. I kept my make up simple but elegant. I didn’t bother with breakfast because the office had that covered.

RemyI blinked, as I tried to process his words while simultaneously trying not to choke on a piece of honey-glazed chicken. “You…want to move into my building?” I asked, once I’d finally swallowed. I set the container on the floor before turning my attention to him fully.“Cory, if I’m not mistaken, you own a penthouse in the city, and a perfectly stunning family mansion. Why on earth would you want to move into my, admittedly nice, but much smaller apartment complex?”He shrugged, though I could see a slight flush creeping up his neck. “It’s quieter, closer to work. And honestly?” He paused, eyes dropping to his food, instead of me. “I’m tired of the commute.Then his voice softened.“Plus… I know you’re going through a lot, Rem. I just wanted to be nearby. Not to hover, just to be available.My heart fluttered at the sound of my name. Rem. It had been a long time since he called me that, years even. It was a little pet name August despised. I hated how mu

Cory“So, what you’re trying to tell me is that your last relationship was like what… five years ago?” Remy queried. She sat opposite me, a half empty glass of white wine cradled in her fingers. “Cory, that's a really long time”“What can I say?” I replied with a shrug of shoulders. “Haven’t met anyone who matches my standards.”“Ok, Mr. Standards.” She leaned forward slowly, eyes dancing with amusement. “Have you maybe stopped to think that your standards might be a little too high? Maybe if you brought it down a little, you’d be able to find someone decent.”“Lowering my standards feels a whole lot like settling,” I said leaning back into my seat. “And I’ve never been much of a settler. I’d rather wait for the right person than fill the space with a wrong one.”“That makes sense I guess.” She responded, then tilted her head, a playful skeptical glint danced around her eyes.“But what exactly does the ‘right thing’ look like in the eyes of Cory Wilmer? Give me