Blair’s POVTonia’s words hung heavy in the air, like a sweet melody that lingered. The blush on my face, already a warm pink, bloomed into a fiery crimson. The frustration I harbored towards Thomas just moments ago seemed to evaporate entirely. It was like a cloud had moved away, revealing a bright, sunny sky.All I could think about was James. His eyes, the way his laugh lines crinkled at the corners when he was truly amused, the sound of his voice all played on repeat in my mind like a favorite song. Every detail about him filled me with a warmth that spread through my chest like sunshine.Her playful suggestion about a proposal sent a jolt through me.“Make sure you tell more about your date when you get back tomorrow and who knows James can surprise by proposing,” she said, grinning."C’mon, Mrs Johnson," I said, playfully swatting her arm. "Pump the brakes a sec, James and I are just getting to know each other, figuring things out. Proposal? We are not even sure about our feeli
Blair’s POVMy heart lurched. A patient was in cardiac arrest and there was no time to waste on Thomas. "Duty calls," I said curtly, brushing past him and hurrying towards the designated room.His hand clamped onto my arm, a vise grip that sent a jolt of fear through me. Thomas yanked me back, my body slamming against the locker.His face contorted with anger, his earlier pleas replaced by a menacing growl. "How dare you walk out on me?!" he spat, the words laced with venom."You're hurting me, Thomas!" I gasped, his grip digging into my arm painfully. Ignoring my plea, he lunged forward, attempting to force a kiss on me. His words echoed in my ears, possessive and chilling: "You're mine. You don't get to just walk out on me."Just as his lips were about to meet mine, the announcement boomed through the hallway again, a relentless echo: "Code Blue in room 304! Doctor Blair needed immediately!"This time, the urgency in the announcement cut through Thomas's controlling rage. He hesit
Blair’s POVI tore open the packaging. My breath hitched as I peeked inside. Nestled amongst colorful crinkle paper lay a box of chocolates, your absolute favorite brand.A wave of delight washed over me. It wasn't the grand gesture I had initially imagined, but it was perfect in its simplicity. James had taken the time to remember my little indulgence, a thoughtful gesture that spoke volumes about his attentiveness.I pressed the phone back to my ear, a wide smile spreading across my face. "James," I began, my voice thick with emotion, "that definitely lightened my mood. Thank you so much. It's exactly what I needed."We chatted for a while longer, and he reminded me of our dinner date the next day. He mentioned needing to wrap things up at the office, so we said our goodbyes, promising to talk soon. With a spring in my step from our conversation and the delicious chocolate waiting for me, I turned to head back inside.But just as I was about to enter, a dark cloud loomed over my sun
Amelia's POV"Mr Thompson?" That was Gage, interrupting whatever it was that Eddie was about to say. I spun around, relief washing over me like a tidal wave. Gage stood in the doorway, his brow furrowed in confusion."Mr. Thompson?" he repeated, his gaze shifting between Eddie and me. "Is everything alright here?"Eddie's shoulders tensed, and a flicker of annoyance crossed his face. "Everything's fine, Gage," he said curtly. "Just checking on Amelia about something.""Oh," Gage said, his eyes lingering on me for a moment too long before returning to Eddie."Well Sir, I just wanted to inform you that you left your phone downstairs and it's been ringing nonstop." He outstretched his hand as he said this and it was then that I saw the sleek mobile phone in his hand. Eddie got up and grabbed the phone in his hand just as it began to ring again. He put it to his ear and spared me one last glance as he walked out. "Hello?" I could hear him saying as he walked away. Gage also glanced a
Amelia's POVNow, the evening found us gathered around the kitchen island, a makeshift dinner table since the formal dining room felt far too vast and cavernous for the three of us.I stirred the pasta sauce simmering in a pot on the stove, the rhythmic clinking of the spoon a welcome distraction from the awkward silence between Eddie and me. Every time I caught his gaze, it felt like a jolt of electricity sparking through my veins. His eyes, usually so cool and collected, held a hint of something deeper – confusion, perhaps, or a flicker of mirroring my own turmoil.Chloe kept up a steady stream of chatter. "...and then, Sparklemane used her magic horn to defeat the grumpy troll guarding the bridge!"I smiled, stirring the pot of vegetables. Despite the heavy tension hanging between Eddie and me, Chloe's innocent world offered a welcome distraction. Every now and then, I'd steal a glance at Eddie across the kitchen. He sat at the table, scrolling through his phone, his brow furrowed
Amelia’s povI stared at the screen of my computer in disbelief, unable to comprehend what I was seeing.The words… You have been selected as the head of chefs…The annual conference… Slated for the coming week… New York City.I ran my eyes over the email again and finally let out a small yelp of excitement. I swirled around happily on my chair in my office after reading the news on my computer.I have always hoped to be the head chef for an event but I don’t always get the recommendation from the judges. My senior colleagues were the ones who got the opportunities and whenever I went to them for help, all they did was to advise me to work harder. I had worked hard for several years, hoping for what would constitute as my big break and it was finally here. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I received the mail. The New York event was one of the most important events that my agency handled. It was the kind of event that could make or break a caterer's career and I could hardly believe that
Eddie’s POVI was also surprised when I saw Amelia’s in her boss’s office but I maintained a perfect face. I had to talk to her privately since it’s been six years since I saw her. I knew she wouldn’t want to talk to me if I asked her but with the job I was giving to her agency, I used the job as an excuse to meet her privately and fortunately for me, her boss consented to the meeting.She kept her distance from me the entire way to the restaurant, and I knew I deserved such cold treatment from her. The romantic feelings I had for her overwhelmed me, but I wasn't sure if they were genuine or if I just felt that way because I hadn't seen her in a long time. When we arrived at the restaurant, we both got out of the car. As we walked, I tried to hold her hand, but she moved away from me. I looked at her and noticed her angry expression, which made me laugh. When we were dating, she was always frowning or pouting whenever I did something wrong to her.“I missed the old day,” I muttered to
Amelia’s POVI was so angry as I dashed out of the restaurant, heading to my house. My head ached so badly as I thought about why I just had to meet Eddie at that moment and to think that she would be working for him made my anger more intensified.I quickly hailed a taxi to get home to gather my thoughts.“Golden apartment, please," I said to the driver. The old man drove slowly which pisses me off every second."Step on it, please," I said to him.We finally arrived at my apartment. I paid him instantly and ran into my apartment, locked my door behind and quickly ran to my bed. I laid back and thought about how lovely Eddie was to me six years back and how hurt I was when he broke up with me.Memories began to replay in my mind and my thoughts slowed down as I began to get lost in the past. I had seen him around at the university a few times but I never had the chance to talk to him. Eddie stood out effortlessly in the sea of students at the university. His commanding presence, pair