Things at the office never settled down, even after two months.
He wanted to make me miserable, and I never complained about anything, which made him more and more frustrated because it wasn't going the way he wanted.
That day I was getting his signatures for some papers when we heard a knock. And then this beautiful, gorgeous girl entered. She had long, wav
Next day I reached my office ten minutes earlier.But he didn't call for me for a good while. Some time around 11 am, when I was getting restless, troubled and thinking up of excuses to just barge into his office, he called for me.When I entered, he was busy with a call. He ended that immediately and asked me to take a seat. He stayed there, sitting calmly behind his desk for a while, twirling a pen in his fingers. Then he started after clearing his throat, still not looking at me."I... decided to get myself a place, so um... I dialled this agent and... uh... he already has a few places in mind. Would you... I mean, you have to come with me.""I have to?""Yes... ahem," He cleared his throat again "Because... um, in case... uh... I need something.""Okay" I suppressed a smile."Let's go."
Landon and crystal were on her way to crystal apartment."Wait, that's not the complex where I live?" I asked as he pulled over near a fancy restaurant. Looking at the interior, I could tell that this wasn't a place I wanted to dine if I had to pay for my food with my own money."You have helped me well past your working time, so I guess I could treat you to some good food." He smiled faintly. I could quickly get used to that beautiful, carefree smile. That smile that wasn't as bright as the one I had grown to love five years ago but still was one of the most beautiful ones I had ever seen. It didn't reach his eyes, but it did reach my heart."What would you like to have?" He asked after we were seated at the table.A faint memory of us, in this very city, eating spicy fry rice with Manchurian hit me, and I sighed, trying to suppress the pain it caused. Five years had passed b
I couldn't believe I was standing in his penthouse, in his bedroom, helping him arrange his wardrobe. He was wearing a plain white shirt and blue jeans, which was refreshing to see because till now, I had always seen him wearing suits. The informal dress was making him less intimidating, and I was able to breathe more. It was almost like five years before.Almost."You sure have loads of clothes for someone who was literally homeless up till now," I said, trying to reach u
I opened the door to my apartment, and he followed me inside."It's sma
I Called in sick the next day since I didn't have the energy to drag myself even to bed after what had happened last night.Why was my life such a tragic comedy? Why did everything always go wrong? Most of all, why was I so freaking dumb? Maybe the answer was in the question, everything anyway went wrong because I was so freaking stupid.Somehow, I pulled myself up and crawled onto my bed. I felt too much pain to move a little, the coffee was too hot when it made contact with my skin, it left a mark behind. I stayed there all day, trying to figure out how to deal with the mess I had gotten myself into. A smart human would resign at this point and start their life from a scratch, no matter how difficult. But wasn't an intelligent human, I was still hoping to find a way. I didn't want to run away this time, I wanted to face it. As long as I was in Seoul, there was going to be a way to make things work out. There had to be. I just h
I told you to arrange them Alphabetically. How dumb do you have to be, not to understand that?" He threw away the files I had just put on his table after looking briefly through them.Three days didn't do anything to calm him down. He had become even more meaningful if anything. But I had to put up with it because I was the one who had brought us to this point."I thought... " I picked up the files one by one and held them close to my chest, looking down."You thought? Oh, so you do have that kind of ability? Thinking?" he asked in a sarcastic voice, looking up at me.I preferred to look at my knuckles instead of answering him."Answer me!" He roared, standing up and hitting the table with both his hands."I'm sorry...""Get out!" he said, rubbing his temple. At this point, he was angrier th
Somehow, I made it through the week.Mario called Saturday evening and asked me what I was doing that Sunday."I thought maybe I should go out and check the city... maybe the palaces..." Because my "foolproof" plan of avoiding him was now lying in the depths of a trashcan anyway, and I had decided to go a little loose on myself since nobody else would."Oh, great! I love palaces; I'll come with you... if you don't mind?""Uh... okay."Hanging out with him was always fun, but still... somewhere in my heart it made me uneasy. It wasn't because I was still hoping I could get back with Landon. It was probably because that boy had predicted it too accurately five years ago, that I would never be able to fall in love with someone else and I didn't want Daniel to get hurt because of me.---I
I invited Mario in for a coffee after taking me back to my apartment, and he accepted.I went up to the kitchen and began preparing my coffee while he sat on the couch in the living room.I took the spot with as much distance as possible away from him and placed the tray on the table, after letting him pick a mug."Landon didn't seem too happy when he saw you there..." he said, swirling the contents of the mug for a bit before sipping. It seemed as if he was avoiding any eye contact with me."Yeah well, you could say he doesn't like me a lot. What about you, he wasn't exactly nice with you either?" I asked, holding up a plate of cream puffs to him, which he examined for a few seconds and then politely declined."I'm afraid he doesn't like me too much either. I was worried maybe it's because of me he was mad at you.""Oh. Wh