Ezra slowly raised his hands; he had made sure to remain on the door so that Penelope's back was facing the back door, just like he was instructed.She looked unstable; she did not appear to be joking around or having a bad day. She was there to kill and was going to make him watch.The police officers needed to hurry; he was running out of what to say to her. Watching his wife in the clutches of the mad woman was unbearable.He hated being helpless, and he was running out of patience."Wait, wait, I can help Liam out of prison. I can make the evidence disappear," an idea popped up.To his irritation, Penelope burst out laughing. "This is not about that stupid jealous pig!" she yelled. "Why do you always feel the need to want that ungrateful fool to like you?" she yelled at him.Ezra looked away."He hired me... or should I say pimped me to pretend to love you, and all the money you were giving me, we would blow it on wild sex, drugs, alcohol, and stupid things!" She kept laughing.
Sarah opened her eyes, staring at the beautiful ceiling that stared back at her. She wanted to concentrate on such peace. Memories of the previous day were still vivid, but she wanted a new start.She looked to the other side of the bed and found it empty. Ezra had informed her he was going to go in for work early.The board had voted to reinstate him in order to cover up for Liam's crimes as they waited to make the world believe Liam never took over but just stepped in when Ezra was on leave.The company was distancing itself from Liam. He had no one, and Sarah couldn't help but feel sorry for the fool, though he deserved whatever shit he was going through.She dodged a bullet with him; she was lucky he only made her sign a contract to spy on his brother. Worse, he would have pimped her to some ugly old man.Just thinking about it made her skin crawl. She got out of bed and took a shower. She needed to get the fool out of her head.She ate her breakfast and asked Aron to accompany he
"Hair… check. makeup…on point,dark circles around the eyes… Check. Outfit... on point," Sarah gazed at her flawless slim figure in front of the mirror.She'd spent a week putting the outfit together for the interview. She only had one shot, so she needed to nail it. Five weeks in the big city with no replies to all the eleven applications she submitted had taken a toll on her. She was on the verge of giving up when an email from Melrose Clothing line popped up. She had to contain her excitement. The chances of one getting a job at Melrose were next to zero, but an Ad for a Secretary position made her send in her resume, though she knew such a company would never open her application.But she was wrong; they called her and set an interview date.She looked in the mirror one last time. Her long blonde hair was perfectly tied behind her back and her glasses gave her the secretary vibe. The outfit was perfect; her black skirt fit her slender curves all the way up to her knees, and her
With the clock ticking away, Sarah sat in Melross's waiting room watching the employees and models as they came and went. The setting was upscale, and everyone was dressed to the digits.She noticed she was underdressed after giving herself a good look. She now understood why the human resources division gave her a weird look and told her to wait in the waiting room.According to HR, she was not being interviewed by them, but by the boss. When she attempted to clarify what they meant by "boss," she was yelled at and told to go and wait in the waiting room. She could not comprehend what they meant by that.As she sat there checking her watch, nearly two hours passed with no call to the interview.She began to suspect that the interview was staged and that someone was trying to make a joke out of her. She looked around then at the watch again in irritation back and forth until she decided to wait another additional hour.As the hour passed like melting snow, she got up and went insid
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
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