hol

e years she was present in the same room as me

ed me out of my thoughts.

. The fading London streets pulled me furt

more. It was empty. Something I used. There was

hair. I jerked her hand away. The car

” I stepped out of the car and slamm

g like her. Not even a bit. She was shallow to her core. The sole reason I

usiness. Father passed away four years back and ev

drowned herself in work and alcohol

er out of the pain. He was her

my father. I was bare open . All the sorrow, all the p

. Life was so fragile. My dear father took a part of me with him. She took ano

ad already left by then. So man

i

Cleland plagued my mind. I had nothing to worry abo

o my office. No one asked me to go see t

rked as the assistant to the Editor in Chi

me.” I clo

rning cup of coffee on my ta

ave her a ques

ack coffee. Your dark ci

head on my

ppy’s voice. “Everything

in her work so no more tea breaks. I finished up workin

nch time.” I thought to myself. “What If I t

ter lunch !” I stared at the pile of books on my

s better.” A famil

stood right

matching black eyes. His beard sat perfectly on his chiseled jaw and he was taller than I was.

h these. “ He gave

I am just havi

me to get y

e.” I gave him a

ou leave abrup

was my dress.” I answered abruptly.

autiful in tha

ompliment I replied to. It wa

n meaning to ask you out for quite some time now. Will

repeated to mys

hoed in my mind. “Y

uh

r time and let me

rds. I was trying to fram

in Chief popped his h

shot up from m

d wants to

feel my headac

ay. After four long years. I rubbed my temple as I waited outside his office. I had spent nearly ten minutes in the wash

ate twenties, she and I had catched up multiple times at the o

wants to se

hed my dress. “Everything is going to be alright.” I assured

from the other side of the doo

ffice was his mirror image. Seemed like he had it ch

had a large Scandinavian fireplace and mantle dominating the centre , with bookshelves lining it on either side. On the mantle, he had photographs of his family. There

s a tiny frame containing a Polaroid photograph from four years back. A photograph that I clicked of him.

Those dark emerald eye were back in my life. His cold e

hed in front my eyes,

.” He smirked. “Nice to see you go from a pampered pr

es, but his words were cold as ice

but you chose to ran away.” He straightened hi

ack. I clearly misunderstood him. All of that love and warmth was a f

ng else

e met, Mia.” His face was blank, devoid of

e for breaking me. Memories from my past flashed infront of my eyes. They sent a shoot

es roamed around on me. “Completely same.

elt disgusted. I clenched my palm as I tried

his seat. “Don’

you have nothing else to say, I will take

ia.” I heard him say as the door

tears escaped my eye. My mother sat infront of me.

Mama.” I sobbed. “I

t I love the

She ran her fingers through my hair.

Now after so many years, he is still a heartless jerk.

abortion. I will pay you the money if you want.” His letter read. It hurt the sa

loved me.” I sobb

s well as a beautiful daughter.” She took me in her arms. “Don’t let him make you fee

let it