They had just arrived from work the evening of the following day and her boss sat on a sofa with his briefcase beside him, too tired to get a change of clothes.
"I'll be going to my quarter now," Faith said and her boss nodded his reply. She had just opened the door when he saw a woman coming in the compound and Faith recognized her to be the one at the grocery store.
Faith heard her name several times and the voice seemed so distant that she could barely hear it. Her blurred eyes suddenly visioned a vague picture of a man staring and waving a hand across her face. He had the perfect description of what could be called a shock.The vague picture became clear and displayed her boss. Why were they still standing on the same spot after all the intimacy? They had been all hot over each
Faith could not stop crying. What had just happened? She did not even know what to think anymore? Had she just been fired or did he really need some time as he had said? She sat on her bed in her quarter without knowing what to do. She knew there was something going on with Desmond, but what was that? Why did he push her away? Why did he change all of a sudden?And his eyes? All she could see there was pain and despair
Adamson called Faith to follow him as he excused himself out of the ward in which Desmond was now sleeping after getting treated. The doctor had assured that what he had was a mild concussion and would feel a lot better after getting enough rest and had advised him to take some days off work so he could rest properly.
"What?" Faith exclaimed. What had she done? She had just make a terrible mistake. How could she have been so careless? She had thought that he was still fast asleep.
Faith's mother arrived at the hospital with her niece, Amirah,and rushed to Faith's ward as directed by one of the nurses. She cried her daughter's name as she lunged forward and hugged her.Amirah greeted Desmond with a wink and a smile that made her look weird before looking back at her sister. "Are you okay now?" Amirah asked with a broad smile."Yes," Faith answered and then glanced at her boss. "You shouldn't have called them, Desmond. It's no big deal," Faith said, expecting a reply from him. He had barely spoken to her during the time he had been there before her mother arrived. All her effort to start a conversation with him kept proving fruitless.
Her face fell. He just made everything clear and she must admit that hearing it from his mouth hurt like hell. She knew she had no space in his heart, why did he feel the need to remind her of that? She felt like covering herself up with the bed sheet and crying to her heart's content, but she could not. No matter how much he was going to decline talking to her, she would not give up. She owed him that little explanation. Even if he eventually fired her, she did not want to be reminded as a bad person.Desmond removed his hands from his pockets and attempted to leave the room. He suddenly didn't feel like being in the same room as her. What she did was awful and he was not ready to forgive her yet. How could she even think there was anything like 'us'? Well, he would have actually considered that if he had not found o
Desmond carried Faith and helped her settle in the back seat of his car while her mother and Amirah stood some centimeters away."My dear, are you sure you don't want to follow me home?" her mother asked, trying to convince her unyielding daughter who only shook her head and forced a smile on her pale face."I'm fine, mum. It's just some sprained ankle, not cancer," Faith joked and earned a laugh from them all.Desmond walked up to Amirah and smiled. "Hop in, I'm taking you home."The little girl folded her hands around her chest and tilted her head totally to the back to look at him and it was almost touching her back. "So, how did it go?"
He had met his ex-wife during the hardest part of his life. It had been some months after he had founded his counseling organization. He was still trying to get himself together, then and Rachael had shown him love, care and had supported him.They had gotten along as friends even though she tended to be seeking for more than friendship and he knew it. After a year, he had proposed to her and had gotten married. Then, he grew to love her since she had been showing him all the love and care needed for a marriage to work out, but sadly, she was always complaining about one thing or the other that he could have done right.He had expected her to understand his situation. He really had hoped for her to be a little bit more