She had to do the one thing she'd known she'd have to do but had been postponing it. Now was the time. The rest of the day was spent sequestered in her office. She only spoke to Rebecca to tell her she wasn’t accepting any calls and the rest of the time she spent in brooding silence.At five, she stared out the window, watching as her coworkers left the building. She purposely waited until everyone else had left before she locked up her office for the night.Though it was well past seven, she dragged herself down six flights of stairs just on the off chance any stragglers were in the elevator. She was pathetic and spineless but she didn’t care. She’d face them all when she had some semblance of control over her emotions. She drove to her apartment with her fingers curled tightly around the wheel. She battled bouts of fury and the impulse to break down into tears. By the time she reached home, she was men

Victor nodded his agreement. James, who was a lot more tuned in to just what bad press could do to a career and reputation, was a lot more subdued. Concern flared in his eyes when she got to the explanation of the article and blog.“That sucks,” James said.Wendy nodded. “Tell me about it.”“So where does this Damon Paige person fit in?” her dad asked. “I mean, there seems to be a big piece missing here. You were pretending to be his fiancée and this paper prints stuff about you, and you said he’s angry because he thinks you think he’s your dirty little secret. Am I missing something?” She sighed. “I’m in love with him, Dad. And now he hates me.” She said. All four men’s mouths rounded into Os.There was marked silence, and she regretted having blurted out that fact. Love was girly stuff, and none of the men looked like they had a clue what to say or do next.“Look

"Oh really. Well do you understand my side... Or is it just hers?" Damon asked. Debbie shook her head. "Look, I understand the both of you. I really do. And I honestly don't want to pick sides. So whatever this is, can you guys just find a way fix it. You don't even have to love or like each other. You just have to find a way to be around each other without fighting. Or else it's going to be a problem, and then before we know it, someone can't take it anymore and decides to leave. I don't want to lose any one of you""Well, I don't think we are ready to be around each other now" Damon said. "And I agree" Wendy replied, giving him a look like she wanted to kill him. "Yep, definitely a bad idea to talk about this" Debbie said to herself, when she saw they they weren't even making any effort to listen to her and stop arguing. Damon grabbed his phone which he had kept on the tabl

Camille touched her arm."Yeah I read that too" she said. "And you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" Wendy shook her head. "Actually I do. I'm ready to talk about it. I think that I have kept it in too long. It was my big secret and one of the reasons why this hurt so much was because I have been trying really hard to keep it hidden... Because I was ashamed of myself, I was trying so hard to prove something to my dad and I didn't want Damon to know about it because I was scared that he would see me differently... Like a horrible person"She shook her head, like she was trying to shake away the bad memories, picked up her glass and finished the contents with a gulp and asked for her glass to be refilled. After it was refilled she continued. "So my dad has always wanted me to work at his company. I know he loves me but he can be really overprotective... Even my brothers sometimes too. So a year after college

Leonard gasped, feigning annoyance while Wendy just laughed. "Actually it's fine" she said. "I actually don't mind. I think he is funny" "You hear that, sweetie? She thinks I'm funny" he said, poking Camille. Camille turned back to her drink and rolled her eyes, "Well I wouldn't read much into what Wendy said, she's had a couple of drinks so she might not be thinking straight. That's just the alcohol talking... Because why would anyone in their right mind find you funny?" Leonard ignored her comment and turned to Wendy. "It's really nice to meet you, Wendy" he said, smiling at her and extending his hand for a handshake. Wendy shook his hand and smiled back. "It's nice to meet you too, Leonard" she replied. "You should know that I know who you are actually" Leonard said. Wendy lifted an eyebrow "You do?" she asked. And then s