Amanda sighed deeply as she parked her car in her garage, she picked up her bag and removed the car key. She was about to step out of her car, but tears welled up in her eyes and she frustratingly threw her bag to the passenger's seat.She expected their attack but not this fast, all she ever wanted was a peaceful life away from her disgusting, toxic and unpleasant family, but no, they always have to come in at the peak of her happiness and destroy everything.She let the tears roll down her face for a while before she harshly wiped them away, "they might have succeeded in the past to break me, but not this time around. Even if I have to sacrifice the last drop of blood in my body, I'll make sure I ruin them" she promised her self, her voice as thick as the heaviness in her heart.Reaching out for her bag, she brought out her mirror and her small makeup bag and immediately applied touches here and there to hide the fact that she just cried. She smiled at herself

Amanda looked like she was a second away from passing out; her eyes and her head hurt so bad, her muscles feels cramped and that's because she hasn't left her office since she entered it.  Her eyes turned to look at the clusters of papers and documents she has just finished working on and released a very big sigh.Earlier in the morningAmanda strode into her company in a red gown, looking put together and happy as always. She could feel the gazes of her curios employees; who were wondering how she could be so happy despite what happened the previous day. She ignored their gazes and walked into the elevator, heading straight to her office floor."Good morning, Miss West" Oliver greeted her with a smile as soon as stepped onto the floor. He was dressed in a button-up shirt and black suit trousers as always, his tablet in his hand."Good morning, Mr. Roman" she responded to his greeting in a ch

"We are here" Alan announced as soon as he parked the car, a big grin on his face. Amanda looked around the place in confusion before turning towards Alan, "what are we doing here?" He let out a chuckle and opened his door, stepping out and heading towards her side to open the door for her, she quirked an eyebrow at him as he opened the door, but chose not to say anything. He held her hand as she stepped out of the car, and when she was out he pulled her close to himself and shut the car behind them; a teasing smile on his face at their closeness. "And here I was thinking you were a gentleman," Amanda said as she released herself from his grip. "Oh please, I'm a gentleman" he retorted and winked at her, which she responded to with an eye roll. "Yeah right, you still haven't answered my question tho; what are we doing in a spa?" She asked for the second time and Alan sighed. "What do people do in spas? We are going to get massages, pedi

Sitting in her office with a blank expression on her face, Morgan was about to brief Amanda about the lawsuit "I would have sent you an email, but I thought it would be better if we speak directly" she explained and Amanda gave her a quick smile, which she returned with her warm one. "Well, after submitting the case, the court sent out a notice to the website. The court hearing will be in 2 weeks if they do not reach out to us, and that's the best part because last night I got an email from the web manager asking to meet" she said excitedly. The dull look on Amanda's face immediately got replaced with a big smile, "that's good news, when did they propose we meet?" She questioned, eager to get everything settled. "They left that decision to us, so when do you propose we meet them?" Morgan asked. Amanda kept quiet for a while as she tried to come up with the perfect time to meet them, she was finally about to speak when they heard a light knock on the d

Alan stepped into his room and smiled at the familiarity, everything looks the same; a bit old but the same. His walls were painted in the same lemon color his parents thought was befitting for a boy, his king-sized bed is positioned in the middle of the room, on the right was his study table and the door to his bathroom, and on the left side of the room was his creaky wardrobe he always complained about; a laugh escaped his lips when he thought of the fond memories. "Ahh, feels good to be home" he sighed and plopped down on the bed, but immediately stood up when the specks of dust got into his face, coughing hysterically. At that very moment, Adilah, opened his door and peeked into the room; a sly smile on her face, "ah, I forgot to tell you, I cleaned the room but I forgot to make the bed, but I can see you already know" she said with a giggle, and before Alan could say anything, she shut the door and ran away. "I'll get you Adilah!" He yelled from his room