Seth sat in his office with his back resting on the comfortable black leather executive chair and his eyes glued on the big glass that framed. Skylines which are symbolic of the pride of human achievement felt claustrophobic today. The morning had been one long string of meetings and phone calls, and she had hardly been conscious of what had been going on. The meeting at the apartment alone with Phoebe occupied his mind constantly, as well as the fact of their separation.Deep in his mind, Seth recalled the last few moments of the family’s encounter with the bad people and his fists tightened. Just watching the ease with which the man accepted himself, felt at home in Phoebe’s apartment, had threatened to make him mad with jealousy and frustration. He had visited Phoebe there to enquire from her how she was feeling after all that they had been subjected to.unfortunately Christian showed up at her house which was making him think that she has really moved on with her life without him

It was as if every space in Phoebe’s apartment was filled with a sort of tension that was inherited from the day. Christian sat on the couch thinking in circles all the while looking at the cup of coffee Christy handed him. Rising from the breakfast table, Christian was still weighed down by the morning’s developments; the feeling was a twinge of hope and a dash of apprehension churning in his stomach. He tried to control himself, tried to remain calm and collected in front of Phoebe, as she needed a strong man in her life. However, that was a huge issue that had led to tension between the two since the man did not know where he stood in the lady’s life.His musings were interrupted by a loud knock on the door which snapped him right back to reality. He frowned not seeing anyone that he anticipated to meet. But the sensation in his stomach did not let him go and he felt apprehensive as he got near the door.He of course did not think that the woman standing behind the door when he op

Phoebe chuckled softly. “That obvious, huh?”He smiled. ‘Only to someone who has been in such a position before’.She looked at the notebook that lies on the table. “Are you a writer?”“Sort of,” he replied, pointing to the cover. “I like to take papers and write down the things that I am thinking about. It aids my thinking processes because it is only when I see them written down in black and white do I actually stop and analyze my real thoughts.”Phoebe looked at him, and after absorbing all that he had said she nodded. ‘I say to you that one time I was a writer, at least I tried it, but now I do not write anymore’.“Perhaps you should,” he said, a gentle look in his eyes. “It may help you understand what is going on in that head of yours.” He said pointing to his forehead.Phoebe threw her head back and took a long swig of beer, frowning as she ran her finger round the circumference of the glass. “It’s like I have no clue what I want, but at the same time I can’t even imagine want

It had been a tiring day for Seth, who was engaged in meetings as well as business dealings which he would have fondly preferred had the circumstances been different. And yet today, anticipation of the contracts, of the further development of the company, of the new deals, wasn’t on his mind at all. It was on Phoebe. It was a warm afternoon and Seth was sitting at his desk in his office with the blinds open and the sunlight filling the spacious room and casting a sharp thin fingers of shadows over the polished floor and as he looked at the computer screen before him, at the blinking cursor on the newly typed line, he couldn’t help but feel that he was slowly letting her go. But this suggestion made him shiver, and at the same time he felt that the thought was still present, as a pain which turned into an obsession.He had attempted to commit, to apply himself through the business, it was futile. Each time he cracked open a file or lifted up a phone, her image filled his mind. To the

Christian I… I have nothing to say to you.”This was the response Phoebe gave him while looking up at him, her eyes filled with mixed feelings.‘Just tell me the truth,’ he pleaded. “It doesn’t matter what emotion you are experiencing now, you just have to let me know”Phoebe sighed and looked at the ground, her words shaking as she said the following. “I am so messed up, Christian I do love you so much and maybe if it were not for Seth then I could easily be with you but Seth is a part of me, I do not think I will ever be able to let go of him.”Christian felt an electric jolt go through him but he held her hand tight. “I know, Phoebe. I do not think it’s your fault for feeling that way. But Still, you have to decide what you want, you obviously can’t have both of us.”“I know,” she whispered, cloning the words he had said to her but it was very soft as if she was afraid of waking someone. “I understand that I have to do it and it pains me to do so but, I can’t, I will not do that to