Second chancesPov: MaddisonI believed in second chances and William did too and that was the only thing keeping us together at this point, because we should have broken up and gone our seperate ways a long time ago.But I was a lover. A weak one at that. All I knew how to do was love. And all I have ever done is love and remain loyal... but the universe is shitty to people like me, people,who all they know how to do is love and I had a history of repeated heartbreaks and relationship trauma to prove it."I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he kept hugging me close and whispering into my hair. "I'm so sorry, Maddie. I don't want you to leave. I never want you to leave. I'm working on myself and I want to be better for you. I want to be better for us. I want to be better for our future kids. I never want to lose you."I closed my eyes and sighed into his chest. He was saying all the right things... He had said all the right things before and I had let him back only to break m

ProfessionalPov: MaddisonTurns out that trying to be more professional with Mr Winston was harder than I thought. For starters, he was totally fine with my decision to do a complete one eighty on him.He kept his distance from me. He didn't even look my way. He didn't ask if I was fine or if I slept well. There were no covert looks. No warm smiles. No lasting gazes. No inside jokes. No more inviting me to his office to have lunch with him. There was none of that.I should love this. This was what I wanted, right? This was what I asked for... Right?I sighed as I walked into the building that morning. Olivia greeted me with a cheery wave and smile and I had smiled back tightly at her and kept on working, not wanting to strike a conversation with her...I wasn't in the mood. I walked into the elevator and pushed the button to take me to the suite reserved just for Mr Winston. I got off the elevator the moment I arrived and went to get those early reports printed, made his early morn

sack lettersPov: MaddisonI was up bright and early the next day, my mind refreshed from my good night sleep and the pleasure of having the bed all to myself throughout the night. Shower was even more refreshing and i dressed in a finely knit cashmere sweater that almost exposed a sliver of skin if I raised my hands too high and a pencil skirt that stopped a few inches above my knee. There was a little slit that exposed some skin on my thigh and I had tied up the simple chic look with a pair of my favourite bombass snow white prada heels. The ones I had gotten on sale and nearly broke a tooth for.I hadn't really dressed up for work in a long time, throwing on whatever official looking pair of clothes I could find, but still coming out looking effortlessly chic. I loved clothes, I loved designs, I've always loved to dream and create and style outfits but I had switched my major to business administration mid–way into my second semester because I had listened to the voices in my head

back to lifePov: MaddisonI was feeling refreshed and happier from the awesome dinner I had had with Mr Winston and his college and childhood friends last night.Will had not been at home, probably off looking for a job or something. I had prepared some pasta and left some for him in the fridge to heat up when ever he returned.My mother had wanted me to come visiting this weekend and I stood in front of her door, ringing her doorbell and waiting for her to open the door for me.She didn't take long at all, one moment, I was pressing the button, the next, the door was flying open and she was pulling me into her tight, warm, motherly embrace."Maddie!" She cried, "Maddison, how are you?! How are you?"I hugged her softly, my arms going around her to hug her back as I breathed in her familiar scent that smelled like laundry and detergent and starch. "Maddie, what happened?" She asked when she pulled back from the hug to look at me, concern etched into her eyes. "You were hysterical wh

Raze the earthPov: WinstonI was having a meeting with the executives of my technical department from Los Angeles when Maddie bursted into the conference room with the morning cup of coffee and morning news reports she usually summarized for me every morning.She was late and I raised my head to reprimand her for being late today, when i saw the look on her face and my thoughts came to a screeching halt. My heart stopped beating for one terrifying moment in my chest and my mouth turned dry.Her eyes were red and bleary and her face was puffy and swollen. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her face looked like it had been wiped clean of all her make-up hastily. I was out of my sit and walking over to her in seconds, my heart, beating out of control in my chest, my hands shaking at my sides and balling into tightened fists.What had happened to her? Who had hurt her? Why had she been crying? These questions thrashed around in my head as I walked over to her.I wanted to wrap her