The two stared at each other, unable to voice a single word as the air in the room grew tense.
Ezra's hand began to tremble as he thought back to the day that he last saw the woman in front of him, ten years prior.
Her form was exquisitely more sculpted than the last time he saw her, but many other aspects of her appearance had changed. Her hair was longer and she was wearing glasses.
He took a bitter breath and turned away. The last time he saw her was ten
years ago back in his hometown on a chilly Friday. She had insisted on going ghost hunting in a deserted cave with some classmates.
She was completely obsessed with the need to blend in with her popular classmates and was always trying to attract the attention of the popular boys at school.
The caves were very unstable and dangerous. People were not allowed to go in them, he had tried to make her understand but she refused to hear him out.
However, he had a crush on her and thought it was his responsibility to keep her safe, so he foolishly tagged along. Hell broke when the Cave caved in and Sarah fell inside and in an attempt to save her, Ezra fell in too and the other students only succeeded in rescuing Sarah. And because the cave was collapsing, they chose to leave Ezra trapped.
Sarah also left with them when she was the very reason he was there in the first place or fell. She abandoned him in a chilly, scary cave to die. And as a result of that injury, he was living the remainder of his pitiful life in a wheelchair.
He closed his eyes in the hopes that it was a nightmare and that, if he opened them, she would vanish. However, she was still there when he opened his eyes.
"Ezra..." Sarah said in a low voice.
He was her childhood best friend, the one she had been looking for but had never had the chance to apologize to.
Even though he was fully grown, he looked considerably different from the joyful boy who often made her laugh.
She wanted him to address her by her name because she wasn't certain he was the same youngster who used to follow her around. The boy who risked his life to save her and ended up in a wheelchair because of her stupidity.
His mother made sure she never laid her eyes on him after the accident and relocated him out of town. She never got the chance to express regret or gratitude to him. She spent ten years looking around his old house in the hopes that he would come home, but he never did.
The irony was that she had just signed a stupid contract with his brother to spy on him, which made the reunion worse. She couldn't help but laugh since she felt like fate was tricking her and playing a joke on her.
Ezra was startled out of his reverie by her chuckle.
"Sorry… I didn't intend for…," Sarah tried to explain but his deathly look only served to freeze her.
Ezra picked up his phone with heavy hands and dialed security.
"This is Erza Klein; I need security in my office." The heavy words escaped his mouth as he placed the phone down.
"Ezra… No, listen, I can explain," Sarah finally moved away from the doorway.
"Stay back!" Ezra yelled, trying to push his tears away.
He seldom experienced emotion, but seeing Sarah's face brought back a lot of memories that kept him up at night.
"Ezra…"
"The door opened and two security guards entered.
"Get this trespasser out of my office!" Ezra ordered and got back to his laptop.
Sarah turned to face the security personnel, then turned to face Ezra.
"You must be kidding, right?" She asked.
One of the security guards said, "Ma'am, we will have to carry you out of the building if you do not leave on your own."
"This is my new place of work! I was employed by his brother," she retorted.
"Get her out of my office right away!" Ezra hit his desk hard in his rage. Given that he had already provided explicit instructions to the inept officers, he did not expect them to begin negotiating with her.
Sarah resisted an attempt by one of the officers to take her hand.
She continued to threaten him as a result, which led the second security guard to seize her and force her out of the office.
The other officer picked up her things, scooped her up, and they forced her into the elevator, forcing her to the ground floor while cautioning her not to go upstairs.
The workers' glares and whispers caused Sarah to fall to the ground as she grabbed her things in an effort to stand back up.
Her long, blond hair, which she had tied behind her, was all over her face, and her skirt was facing the wrong way.
All the workers were staring at her as if she were some crazy person who had forgotten to take her medication and wandered into the wrong building,
She swallowed hard; her job interview just turned into a nightmare. She had prepared herself for the scenario where she failed her interview but not where she was being thrown out of the building like some criminal or meeting the best friend she wronged as her new boss or signing a stupid contract to betray that best friend.
She put her skirt in order, she needed to call the brother, but she did not have his number, and she could not recall his name.
With her head hurting, she paused, trying to think. She was a jumbled mess within. It was time to rewind. She stumbled outside with what little self-respect she was left with, knowing that a blast of fresh air would reset her back.
Upstairs, Ezra finally exhaled, he was almost nearly bursting into flames. He loosened his tie. Somehow, the office space became less airy because of her presence.
He always wondered how she would react once she finally saw his face and the pitiful condition in which she had left him. To his dismay, she did exactly as his mother had predicted; she laughed at him rather than apologizing, and to make matters worse, she was his damn secretary.
"Liam!" He sputtered. Most likely, the little moron hired her specifically to enrage him because he knew who she was.
He swiftly wheeled himself out of the office to his own elevator, where he descended one floor to Liam's office.
He stormed into the office without knocking and found Liam on the phone.
"What did I tell you about hiring a stupid secretary for me?"
"Hello brother, hope you were nice to Sarah?" Liam asked, putting the phone down.
"Where did you get that girl?" Ezra yelled.
"From eBay," Liam joked, further frustrating Ezra as he wheeled himself to Liam's side of the desk, ready to bash him.
Liam quickly got up, shocked.
"I posted a vacant position on our website, and she applied," he yelled.
Ezra paused, breathing heavily. "Fire her, I do not want to see her stupid face!" Ezra yelled.
Liam analyzed him, a little confused by his outburst. Sarah was the fifth secretary he was hiring within a month for his brother, but not once did Ezra storm his office.
It was the opposite, the secretaries were the ones running into his office, quitting because of his brother's rude treatment.
He smiled and asked where Sarah was.
"The security guards threw her out of my building!" Ezra replied.
"Half my building, point of correction!" Liam moved the chair and stood in front of him.
"I will bring Sarah back, and you will apologize," he added, trying to grab his phone.
"Call that girl back, and it will be the last administrative duty you will do!" Ezra warned.
Liam smirked, "I dare you!" He warned as the two brothers glared and sized each other up.
Outside Melrose, Sarah sat down on the first bench she spotted. Her legs could no longer support her weight or the stress of her recent nightmare. She had always hoped to run into Ezra one day, but the interaction she had just had was nowhere near what she envisioned. She never questioned his dislike for her, but not to the point where he would throw her outside his building like an animal. Her phone beeped, it was Chelsea, her friend. After wiping away her tears, she turned to the message. Her friend was inquiring about her employment status. She placed her phone away and began crying. She was a total failure or was she cursed? She wanted to go back to the day before, the interview was a nightmare that she wanted to wake up from. As she sank into the bench, the phone rang. It was a new number. She decided to ignore it as well but afterward thought it was Ezra who had a change of heart. Wiping away her tears, she picked up the call. "Why aren't you working at your desk?" An icy v
Finally, in the comfort of her bed, Sarah couldn't get any sleep and was constantly rolling over in her bed. A vision of Ezra's angry face kept resurfacing every time she closed her eyes. It was no secret that she made a mistake and dug herself a sinkhole into which she was gradually sinking.Her staying on the job was going to either sink her deeply or raise her out of the sinkhole.She turned around once more, this time examining her watch. She was still having trouble falling asleep at three in the morning. How could she when she had been told not to show her face again but was going to go against those orders? Another person who could not sleep was Ezra; he kept debating whether Sarah was going to show up or not.He doubted it, but from the phone call that Liam made to her in his presence, it appeared that she was going to show up.He clenched his hands. His childhood nightmare had teamed up with his obnoxious brother.He turned and found Penelope deep in sleep. He admired how s
Ezra needed a whole minute to gather himself after her surprising threats. The brazenness with which she threatened him made him speechless. Instead of giving up and developing some self-respect, the useless girl threatened him.He maneuvered his wheelchair but halted moments from the door, gasping."You want to play this way, then, okay?" He said untying his tie. When he opened the door, she was staring at him intently as if she was expecting him to storm out."Pack and leave before I make you!" he warned her."Good morning sir," she replied and began going through her files. "I need to make your schedule; please send me a draft of your timetable," she said instead."Are you stupid or just slow in the brain?" he yelled.Sarah smiled and said, "I will go and organize the desk for you," she kept ignoring him. "Do you still take coffee?" she asked. "Be silent! Shut up!" he shouted, gripping his head. He was about to have a headache. His nerves were starting to fray due to her foolish
Sarah could feel and smell the sewage content all over her body, in her mouth, her eyes, her hair, and everywhere else. She attempted to move, but all she managed to do was slip on some of the sewer that was on the floor.She could hardly breathe because the odour was obstructing her nose. She struggled to hold her stomach contents in because the entire room was drenched in sewer, and eventually all of the meal she had eaten spat over the floor.She needed to leave the room. In her attempt to get up and find an exit, she slipped and fell again on a mixture of her own vomit and sewage.She landed hard on the floor, hitting her entire back and sending her into more crying.Ezra smiled as he wheeled towards the toilet door. The fake toilet prank always worked, and all the useless secretaries fail for the Temp button.He never understood why they pushed the button. Even if it was to check if the temperature worked, it was supposed to be the last button to click, but they all clicked on it
Sarah's breath became raged; she could not believe the nerve. She was sure she had cleaned the stupid toilet spotlessly.She walked back to the bathroom and found Ezra barricading the door with his wheelchair."Did I tell you to leave?" he asked.Sarah breathed in and out, her chest pressing up and down."I asked you a question," he insisted."I cleaned the filthy, sir; what more do you want?" she was almost yelling and shading tears.Ezra moved closer to her. "I can smell the stench," he said to her. "Clear the stench, then you can go, or better go, but I need a resignation letter by tomorrow," he ordered and rolled to his desk.Any reasonable person would have insulted him and left; instead, he looked up and watched her enter the bathroom. He had not anticipated that she would go back to cleaning.He gaped in disbelief and began to question if he was dealing with a psychologically unstable individual.He gave up and collapsed into his wheelchair; none of the other secretaries had ma
Sarah arrived at the apartment she shared with her friend Chelsea at almost 9 p.m. Her friend Chelsea was impatiently waiting as she walked in."What kind of job allows you to be this late?" she asked. "what happened? Did something go wrong?" Chelsea kept asking.Sarah dropped her bag on the verge of crying."Do you need a hug?" Chelsea asked.Sarah finally broke down. "You said crying helps, so I am going to cry and take a shower," she said as she walked to the bathroom.Chelsea grabbed her hand and asked, "What did cripple do?""He made me..." Sarah tried to speak, but an image of the disgusting toilet popped up.Chelsea grabbed both her hands and asked her to take small breaths."He made me clean his toilet, and I pressed a button, and all the shit went in my mouth, eyes, and hair," Sarah cried out.Chelsea's jaw dropped as she let go of her friend's hands."I had to puke and take a shower, but I can smell it," Sarah went on."You mean his shit? As in, fecal matter was in your mout
Liam quickly grabbed her, "The boss ordered you to get out! He yelled at her and began pulling her to the door."No wait!" Sarah tried to push on him."I swear, Sarah, I will call security to show you out of this building, and you will never walk in again!" he threatened.The directors and Ezra watched not sure why Liam was on Ezra's side for the first time. The two brothers were known to disagree on everything.Sarah looked up at him, but the second he let go of her, she ran to Ezra's side of the table and smashed the file really hard on the table, forcing Ezra to move back a bit in shock.She gave him a long look, with tears still rolling down her face, before walking out of the room as everyone watched in disbelief.Liam remained at the door, breathing heavily, his face as red as a peach, ready to burst open.Ezra closed his eyes, his hand rubbing his temple. The meeting was important, he needed to concentrate on that and then deal with her later."I apologize for that. Can we cont
Ezra was lost for words, and a lot of questions began popping into his head. Something was wrong with the girl. It was the only explanation for why a woman would allow herself to be degraded in such a manner.He looked up at her, but this time his mouth closed.Sarah walked to her desk and grabbed a writing pad, waiting for the biggest scumbag to educate her on the best brand of tampons that he preferred his secretaries to be wearing."Sir, I am waiting," she insisted."Get out of my way!" he yelled and wheeled his chair back to his office, pissed."The woman was crazy," he said to himself. He grabbed his phone and began googling signs for a mentally impaired secretary. A lot of articles began popping up, but none of them made sense.Irritated, he threw his phone on his desk and leaned back. He was sure the sanitary humiliation was going to work. It was supposed to, but it looked like the stupid woman had an empty brain.For the second time, he was back to square one.In the next roo