A

h, but who am I to judge, and he seems to make my sister happy. B

a golden boy, I give him a smile

I extend my hand, and he gri

e back,

. So, how’s t

the look that can be the future senator, a built like a soccer p

s filling you somehow. It’s not a big deal. Your company will surely win this case. It’s nonsense. They’re wasting their money and time.” He seems so confident abou

go back again. Dad wants me to start working with hi

sses him like I’m not around. I’m not used to

e a c

my boyfriend?” she

s. “It’s really not my business, but that’s my sister w

set you up for a da

happening, Lizzy. I di

just lock up yourself in your penthouse after

to, and don’t worry, I just

old you I don’t

, and we’re over.” I t

rugs.

and I may be dated, but it didn’t get into a point of going into a deeper relationship. The sex is good, but the longer we were together, t

*

’s almost six in the morning

rstool while I’m still s

sks, running her fingers on my

’ve got my penthouse keys. You

eyes longer, which

back at her beau

happy to

hair. My heart still is broken, and I don’t know how to fix it. The

expect her to b

I bite my lip and nod slowly. “I didn’t expect her to be here, but I was hoping that

zed them. “You two need to t

. “Got to go, m

s his hand. He’s sitti

quickly closes the door after me and runs towards the driver’s seat. He s

song. This time i

at-the-fuck-look? He only

with the views of the most iconic skyscrapers. Its perks with a humongous copper brown kitchen

terior designs, but these are nothing

ng my two traveling bags with my Bottega Veneta messenger bag.

abdomen with her elbows propped on the mattress. She’s scribbling something on her sketchpa

received my acceptance lett

spread across my face as I look at what Trinity has been scribbl

hy aren’t you listening to me?” I am annoyed wit

gree on my plan or not, I’m still coming with you. Who can say no to a free

ll talk to your mo

ketchpad, and she acci

to a ball. I feel the most painful pain I’ve ever fel

other than groan a

n’t mean to hit you hard on your ball

Trinity?” I yell at the top of my lungs. “That hurts like hell. I do

e to be a bully. I really don’t mean to hit you on your balls.” Trinity

ck! It won’t ease the pain. You know where did you hit

sketchpad and about to cry. I can see her lips quivering even if she’s biting her bottom li

pologize, but she doesn’t say anything a

?” she asks with hesitation, wip

le she shakes to cry. “I said, I’m sorry. It hurts, and I know you don’t mean it, Tri. You don

ds. You will have a girlfriend who will not be bothered

nd look at her intently. She sniffs as she

all of these together, and now I feel like she’ll leave me hanging. Alone. She doesn’t repl

Pete’s sake!” I can’t

in her seat a

? You have no plan on comi

ay a word, neither s

r. I breathe heavily as I feel like I’m losing my temper. “When are you going to tell

nd it pisses me off. “You hu

nly a burden to you and your life. You can’t

o me than them. They just want me because I am a Hughes, not because I am Bash like who I am to you.” My voic

y abroad while we st

No best friend ever lies. No best friend betrayed her best

ant to hug her so badly, but

orry, okay?

wanna be your best friend anymore, Kiara!” I stand up from my bed with my hands on my hips. “Get out of my room

say. Trinity drags herself out of my bed, takes the sketc

nock on my door. “I’m sleeping, get away from me!” I yell and walk back to my empt

’m sleepi

sh out lazily and groan when I see t

eting tom at Hughes

g me baby! Can’t

way! It’s time t

nd who

YOU,

gr

Impo

Y: A

eed some

you tomorro

*

and match it with black shoes. I use cufflinks with my initials. I look at my refl

I head to the private elevator. After punching some keys, it sli

e greets me cheerf

” I greet back an

ffice, ri

n’t play 90’s music,

t me an email o

Of course,

your coffee, then we can head to the

ch early in the morning,” I te

some m

ir

mun

as

ea

away,

loving the comp

right away after sayi

for the additional family photo and my r

et a hug?” Dad’s merry v

s desk when he stands up and

then train with you, but from what I heard from Lizzy yester

g at the wristwatch given by mom. “In twenty minutes. Would yo

up, and butto

ce just down to the left. You

look at h

o your new