A

ice as I push it open. As I enter, I feel a sudden unsettling in t

of me. Everything stops. My surrounding blurs. The beating of my heart races. M

ne in my office. I wasn’t thinking about her when Dad told

kwardly. “Trinity.” Her name comes out a

mile; a forceful one. “Mr. Hughes, good Morning, and welcome to your new office,” she greets with

ter than before. My lungs expand further, that my ribcage

s, and she meets my gaze

my family threw out two days

ly, “I sent Lizzy a message that I couldn’t come. So, as you know, I’m your new assistant; temporarily, and my off

r; her green eyes are sh

still the same, though. Her face still has freckles, but they’re lesser, maybe f

“You have a meeting in

or a while, can you?” I move closer to her because I bad

ed all the paper works that left by Mr. Peter Wil

at either.” I snap. “What

rself. “Nothing bad happened to me, Mr. Hughes. If you don’t want me as your temporary

ike she doesn’t know me? “Stop calling me Mr.

nd, Mr. Hughes. You are my boss now, s

as I say,” I tell her i

wn at the empty chai

ue pencil cut skirt that ends just above her knees. She wears a white blouse

o the U.K, but you were not there. Yo

anything. I gues

ake back our friendship, Trinity, but you didn’t

That was four years

our friendship for years with just one mistak

at? Your friends, classmates, and girlfriends thought I was ju

rlfriends? How many times did I defend you against those freaking losers, Trinity? How many times?” My voice fills in the room.

ou made friends with Brits.” She doesn’t look

such an

e an a

one and your language when you’re in m

r. Hughes,” sh

, hoping she gives in now that we final

Meeting in less than four minutes, Mr. Se

stop with brows furrow to the second note. “Dinner with Luke; to discuss

ed?” I grab her hand a bit stronger, and there y

e is d

out, but she doesn’t meet my gaze anymore. She jus

behind me. I almost collide with Lizzy w

t in less than two minutes.

k at the monolithic view of the buil

ng my shoulders in defeat, I swallow hard th

point of

answer m

one of a sister like she used to when we we

e-foot-eight inches fr

ver be oka

be. It’s never been too late,” she says and walk

y whose busy writing something on the notepad. I find out that she didn’t follo

ted numbers in every way possible. I walk out of the c

I Look at Dean, m

, first day, and still having a jet

your family owns this. You can work your fat ass at t

amusement. “Like

od talk, Bash. Just call

Thanks, Dean. You’re

u to be an overprotective brother over her, but man, I love her with all my life, and I don’

we fall in love

u will be fine. It’s

strangle my

*

You’ve wasted, man.” Edmund grips my

nge with the girls on tequila shots. I’m lightweig

le some shots, Ed

I’ll lose my job beca

ling me baby Bash, or I wi

ed eyes flutter close as

t, Ed

rom the front seat. Then I hea

*

he doorbell rings repeatedly. My head is pounding wit

good reason bombarding into my penthouse. I’m sure it’s my family. They a

d gulp the still cold water in the glass. I feel rel

my living room toward the door, still rubbing m

g. Dam

unlock and squeeze

nd walk away without bother looking whoever on the door. I still when I hear a gas

er I am not wearing a shirt, and I’m only on my pants from yesterday. Sh

d close the door behind you. I’ll just put a shi

my

Trinity. Be

pricks my skin as if I get a sunburn. I reach my hand to touch my back where it hurts a lot. M

n to let my back face the mirror. My eye

king