Devlin couldn't tell if he walked, ran or flew after Sheila. All he knew was that he found himself exiting the hall through a door he'd never even known was there in all his years coming here.The door led outside where the refreshing night breeze hit him in the face. He didn't dawdle to appreciate it. "What were you guys doing outside the hall?" Sheila only shook her head, apparently unable to speak which upped Devlin's anxiety. There were no thoughts in his head, only the word, "Faith! Faith!" repeated on a loop in his head.She led him through a clearing and then into a garden. Why the h*ll had they come this far? Why did they go so far away from the hall?This was his fault. He shouldn't have left her in the hall but there was no way of knowing that the discussion would take that long.Plus, he'd figured she would be fine with Sheila and Adele. Where was Adele anyway? She'd probably stayed with Faith while Sheila went for help.Without even thinking about it, his phone was alread
"Okay..." He drawled. "What is it?" She could see the trepidation in his eyes. She couldn't imagine why he would be so afraid of this conversation."It's about what happened earlier today," Faith clarified. Knowing what the conversation was to be about should help to calm his nerves, shouldn't it?"Oh...yeah? What about that?" He asked hesitantly. Nope, it didn't help at all. If anything, he looked more stressed.Geez, what exactly did he think she was going to do, bite his head off? She supposed there was some credence to his fear. Hadn't she done exactly that earlier? Almost bit his head off for trying to be nice? She sighed. Better just get it out and over with. "I wanted to apologize actually..."His eyes widened slightly. "You...wanted...to apologize?" "Yes, I did." What was with his reaction? Why was it surprising that she was apologizing. Wasn't that the right thing to do?"For real?"She blinked in confusion. "Uhm...yeah? I was wrong to react like that. I realize that so now
"Cheers!""Cheers!"They all clicked their glasses together at the centre of the table. Faith used one hand to manouver her dress into a manageable position before sitting."Is that good?" Devlin asked, leaning over to check the bunched up skirt. "Should I move it for you?""No, it's good. Thanks, babe," she answered."Awwnn," the older woman at the table, Mrs Willow B. gushed. "You two are so cute! Isn't that right, darling?""Yes, darling," Mr Willow B. said obediently. "I bet you're so happy," she continued to gush."If he's not making you happy, come right over to me. I can make you very happy," Mr Willow B. said jokingly.Faith laughed. "Thank you for the offer, sir, but I'm sufficiently happy.""Just ignore him, honey," Mrs Willow B. said. "The old fart is no longer thinking straight.""Just think about it," he countered his wife, "You'd have one more woman in the house to take care of things. All the work wouldn't be on you.""What work? We have ten maids," Mrs Willow B. rolle
Faith stood staring out the window at Greenfield. She hadn't thought she'd be back here anytime soon but here she was. Why? She wasn't entirely sure.All she knew was that Devlin had asked her to return to Greenfield for the time being. He'd sounded so insistent so much so that she'd agreed to his request without much ado.For someone who'd practically pleaded and prodded her into moving in with him, he seemed pretty intent to have her go.She'd spent the past three days coming up with reasons that could explain the strange action. The most realistic one was that he was finally going to ask her to be his girlfriend officially.He probably needed her out of the house so he could carry out preparations and such. She'd been trying to prod Adele and Sheila to see if they knew anything but they were so tight lipped that they either really knew nothing or needed to be employed by the CIA for their tightlippedness asap.Well, she hoped that was the reason because the alternative would be mo
Faith sat at the little sitting area outside Greenfield enjoying, or at least trying to enjoy, a cup of coffee.Suddenly, a girl bounced up to her and sat next to her on the concrete chair without invitation."Hey, Faith! How are you? Long time!" She chirped familiarly.Faith squinted at the girl, trying to draw up a name or anything useful in identifying the girl. She drew a blank."Uhm...hi," she greeted hesitantly.The girl didn't notice her confusion and continued to chirp on. "...and then I saw the interview and I was like whoa! Like how in the world did you luck out like that? It was crazy."Faith knew instantly what interview she was referring to but the question was who she was and whether she was supposed to know her.The face was somewhat... faintly... familiar but she doubted they were close enough to be having a conversation like this.Still, the girl prattled on. "...I mean, like, you're not even his type! I know his type because I've followed every dating news about him
Faith whistled as she drove, her head bobbing along to the beat of the music playing from the car speakers.This emotion she was feeling, a bit of nerves and a lot of excitement, was the best and the worst feeling she'd had in a long time.It was crazy that it could be both of those same things at the same time, but it was. Nervous but giddy... that's how she would explain it if she had to.Faith was on the way to do one of the bravest things she'd ever done in her life, so it was understandable that she was somewhat nervous.The back seat held the few items she'd picked up from the store earlier in the day.After her discussion with Sheila, Faith had made up her mind to take matters into her own hands just like she did on that journey to Rifloda.If Devlin was having cold feet about asking her to be his girlfriend, then she would ask him herself.So she'd stopped at a store and picked up some items. She'd settled on a simple and sweet proposal so she got a bouquet of roses, a card th
Shattered.Destroyed.Broken.With every new moan, it was like a knife slammed into Faith's open chest. She'd never felt pain like this; never!She didn't want to hear it. She didn't want to have to listen to this but she couldn't move. Try all that she might, she couldn't move an inch.She kept issuing orders to her body to move but her body wouldn't cooperate. Yet, she suffered with every second that passed.What was she going to do? Storm in there and accost Devlin? It seemed like the logical thing to do.Maybe he would have an explanation for why this was happening. Yes! Maybe there was an explanation.Her arms were completely numb at this point. She could no longer feel the pain from carrying the things in her hands. The heavy cake in her hand was completely forgotten.Was this why he sent her away? Why he wasn't communicating with her? Was it because of another girl?When did he have the time to meet someone new? They spent almost every moment of the past few months together!Fa
Inside the mansion, the woman straightened her skirt with a slight smirk on her face."That was awesome, Mr. Banks," she said.Without looking at her, Devlin flicked one hand towards the door. "Get out," he said in a low voice. He held his head in his other hand."What?" She asked."I said get out," he repeated.She frowned but nodded slowly. "Alright, boss." She gathered her items which had gotten flung around in the rush to get panties and boxers off."I'm leaving," she announced once everything was packed. She moved closer to Devlin and tried to kiss him.Devlin shoved her off lightly. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked incredulously."Trying to say goodbye," she answered."Get out," he said again. This time there was fury shining in his eyes.She immediately turned around and exited the study. A few paces from the door, something glittering on the floor caught her attention.She stooped and picked up the card. She read it's content quickly. With one backward look at the do