Lucy. My day yesterday didn't go well. Christian had been behaving a bit strangely lately. He doesn't talk to me like he use to do before. He was just acting moody and would get mad at the slightest thing. I wasn't expecting him to react the way he did when my brother visited the other day. Though I know I was in the wrong, for not letting him know that, my brother would be visiting. Still, he shouldn't have acted like that. He should have given me some time to explain myself, but he didn't. Whatever his problem was, he should try to fix it. After doing my morning routine, I decided to go to my house to go visit my mother. Since I came here, I haven't visited her. We have only been talking on the phone. I haven't told Mr. Christian that I would be leaving, so I have to tell him before he goes to work to avoid him giving me his awful expressions later on. I was already dressed up. I had a white long sleeve crop top over a pair of black cargo pants. My feet were covered in

Christian. Why was I sad? Why was I mad that she was dead? Why did it hurt me so much? Why didn't I get her off my head after the day she betrayed me? Why did I hold her in my heart, thinking that there would ever be a chance between us? I had told her to go away and never show her face again, even after she apologized so many times. Why didn't I get her off my mind?She hurt me. The only girl I had ever loved, the only girl I had ever thought of spending my life with, but she betrayed me bigtime. Since then, I have never found myself having interest in any girl, not to talk of me liking them.Cindy was buried deep in my heart. But all that changed when she chose my best friend over me.Still, I didn't. I still held something for her, until Cyrus opened his bloody mouth out there and told me she died. What happened to her? Why did she die? Was she killed? Was she sick? These are the questions that I couldn't answer. It should have been Nadia that was dead. Even though I was not

Lucy. Majorie saw me off and I drove directly to the house. I was not used to driving this road at night, but I managed till I reached the gates of the house. I didn't answer his call, because I know that , when I did, he was going to scowl at me, given that he had been in a foul mood for the past few days. I didn't want him to unleash his anger on me."Where did you go, Miss?" Your boss has been acting wild since he came back and couldn't find you in the house and you left without letting anyone know."I was welcomed with Tony standing under the lights in the parking lot, with his hands behind his back as he eyed me, like it was his first time seeing me."Went to see my mother."I told him and besides I had told Ophelia that I was leaving and that was for her to tell them , if someone asked of me"Okay then, you should go explain that to him."He said and walked past me and I made my way to the double doors that led into the room.Just as I placed my hands on the door to open i

Christian. I have been in the office all day, but I couldn't even concentrate, I was trying, but nothing was going. Was I suddenly losing my mind?What was wrong with me?Anything I tried to do, Lucy would pop into my head.I couldn't even think of anything else. 'Didn't we agree that , no girls anymore? We needed to concentrate on us and forget about women 'I talked to my mind, but he was not replying to me, because he was paying attention to Lucy. He was focusing on her .I remember the first time I had seen her.I didn't know I was ever going to see her again, until she came to my company. And I couldn't think of anything else, other than to come up with my little plan to make her stay and not go away again. I remember that day like it was just yesterday. If Cyrus had seen her on that day, there would be no doubt that he had recognized her, before I beat his entire life out of him.I leaned against my chair, as a smile appeared on my face; when I thought about that day. She

Lucy.As usual, Ophelia had finished her work and had left saying that she wanted to go take something from her house before coming back. I was in the house all by myself. Watching the TV was not even pleasing to me at all.All the negative thoughts at Mr. Frederick's place, were still fresh in my memories. I wasn't myself at all. I kept thinking about what he could possibly do. I weakly turned to my side on the couch and grabbed my phone.I dialed my mother's number, which she picked up at the second ring."Mother."I called, standing up from the couch and walking towards the double doors that led into the house. "How are you doing, Lucy?"She asked but in the background I could hear her talking to someone, it was like she was talking to a customer. I was relieved when I heard the calmness in her voice. It showed she was doing Alright. Still, I had to ask. "I'm doing Alright, mother. How are you doing? How is Brandon?""We are all doing good my dear. Your Brother left for sch