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SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD WHAT DID YOU GAVE TO ME
In the middle of the film, he was incapacitated by the drug and went into a troubled sleep and before he drifted off, he was determined to free himself from this mess as soon as he wakes up. Sasha proceeded to go back to her room too much overwhelmed by the thoughts that filled her mind. She was aware of this and she realized that the dynamics in their relationship would never be the same again. The repercussions of her behavior were synaptic and her only chance now was to look forward to seeing how Seth would respond in the morning. Seth awoke the next morning feeling terrible; indeed he had a splitting headache, his tongue was dry and his ideas were slow. It took a moment to recall that he was in his room, Boyer slowly stood up and the events that transpired last night made him want to wretch. He groaned, sat up slowly and placed his hands over his temples. A headache accompanied any movement, and he could barely function as if someone has dealt him a heavy blow similar to
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD MEETING WITH MR. HARRISON
Two days of the business trip were characterized by both nervousness and work-related commitment. Seth and Sasha were both great demonstrators and cared about the problem a lot, they spent a lot of time with clients and fixing up their presentations. The event that occurred from the seemingly bad night still weighed on them as both attempted to go back to work. Seth kept a professional demeanor around Sasha so as not to compromise the relationship between them. He felt that he was betrayed by his subordinates, but at the same time he wanted to complete the project to the end successfully. Sasha, on the other hand, was apologetic and ensured that she tried her best to remain attentive most especially when working. She did not engage in any form of discussion that is likely to bring up personal issues, she seemed to understand well the non anonymity policy that Seth had put in place. The climax of their day whereby they had
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD FAKE APOLOGY
Sasha laughed bitterly. “You really don’t get it, do you? I am losing respect for myself Marlin, and I throw myself at him and he rejects me every time humiliation is what I get.” Sasha, Marlin said softly, knowing that she had agreed with her eyes open and realizing that Seth would not be easy to crack, but fairly sure that he had to be cracked, since he had to be on their side. “I know?” Sasha responded, her mouth practically touching the tall part of the receiver’s handle. ‘But I can’t go on like this anymore,’ she grew more serious, ‘It’s too much, I am degrading myself and I feel like I have no dignity left in me; I can’t go on with these façade.’ Marlin’s voice softened. “See Sasha, I get it. It’s not fun and if it is making you uncomfortable then I don’t want you to continue. But we’re in this far enough. We can’t get out now. Just…try and come up with a different tact. Think about what you are good at. You are smar
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD RETURNING HOME
Now that the important meeting with Mr. Harrison for Seth and Sasha is behind them, the two could begin to think of the time to go home. This week’s last corporate events and competitive presentation used all the strategies and delicate diplomacy that I was able to learn throughout this course. Now, that the deal was signed they could let their guards down, at least for some time.On the last day of the camping the sun was already rising Seth woke up feeling relieved but at the same time exhausted. He drew in a deep breath, enjoying the peace and calm before the storm as it were and before the day’s toil started. Today they would set off early, get ready, and leave for Kingston.Sasha came to Seth’s house at 8 AM as requested, punctually as a clock. There was elegance in a combination of the formal outfit she wore: with her composed face that looked professional, but not without the signs of tiredness, barely noticeable in her eyes.“He
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD SASHA'S MORNING TEXT
Looking somewhat embarrassed, Seth said, “It was rather difficult.” “But we finally closed the contract,” she said with a sigh, “It was not a piece of cake, but I am glad that we got it.”Surpised and delighted Phoebe asked, “Wow, Seth that is great I am so happy for you.”Seth smiled happy to be done with the project and feeling as if he had done a good job at it. “Thank you, Phoebe It was a teamwork adventure I guess so we have been a good team, Sasha and I at least.”Phoebe’s expression grew thoughtful. “How is Sasha doing?”Seth hesitated and then felt it would be better to tell the truth. “I believe she is... struggling Still, she was stressed during some performances, and she committed some errors She works hard I think she wants to be pardoned.”Phoebe nodded, and her gaze softened as if she understood exactly what Case was going through. “All is good to hear that she is taking steps to change, everyone should be given a second cha
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD BEGINNING OF A NEW PLAN
The sun had begun setting and the streets of Kingston was warm as Sasha rushed to Marlin’s apartment. He watched her becoming furious along with disappointment with a hint of plan B failed but there is hope. Every move was slower than the previous one, weighed down by the rejection that still could not change Seth’s mind. She got to the door of Marlin and knocked it with a lot of force, the knocking resounded in the silent corridor. After a few seconds, it creaked opened to reveal Marlin looking at me with a worried and quizzical look on his face. “Sasha ,” he said in a very gentle tone letting her inside the house. "Come in." The light was turned low in the apartment; only a lamp was on casting a cheerful light over the old furniture and papers scattered all over the room. Sasha began to feel very nervous; her mind was in a state of turmoil during the preparation of the meeting, where she would be forced to present their defects and possible strategies. Marlin became quiet a
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD SASHA MY PAWN
Well, Sasha,’ he said softly, and you did not hear the aggression in his words, I have known Phoebe for many years. Longer than Seth has. " She was about to say something, looked at him penetratingly, her curiosity being mixed with concern. ‘What do you mean?’ She said softly; While staring at the every bit of effort that was made to decorate their home. Marlin let out a sigh as he looked lost in thoughts for a moment before he could utter the following. Thus with candor he declared, ‘I have loved her from the very first sight.’ His voice had a tone of the pathos of the past. ”Perhaps when we were … young, running around in the hills, by her grandmother’s house, she seemed so … so alive.” Sasha remained silent, listening to every word Marlin had to say, her tender heart feeling the emotional distress, which was resonating in the man’s voice. ‘What happened?’ She asked gently pushing him to tell her more. He slowly inhaled, and when he looked into her eyes there was pain, there was
SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD GLORIA'S VISIT
Marlin’s maniacal laughter went on in the background as a loud knock sounded on the door of the small apartment snapped him back to reality. He gathered himself and managing to wash the evil grin off his face and proceeded to walk to the door. He could only think about who could be coming to see him at such a time of the night. There was a sound of the door being slowly opened and in came Gloria who is Phoebe’s sister, and is younger than her. Gloria was a beautiful woman of approximately twenty-five, she had the Phoebe’s eyes but overall appeared more business-minded and purposeful. That is how she was standing there with her facial features that were majorly carved out of look of concern but also a look of determination to do the needful. ”Gloria,” Marlin said, faking a surprised tone. ‘’What are you doing here?’’he asked. Gloria entered without being offered to do so, her gaze moving around the room, taking in the mess in the apartment. It was a very simple conversation that
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"What Regret"
“Regret,” she said with a sneer. Regret is just a euphemism for guilt. It doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t wipe the slate clean, and it definitely does not heal the mess that you made.‘Christian,’ she said softly, ‘don’t come any closer.’ He stopped, as she decided to step back from him.Phoebe flared up again and asked him: “You said you came for the truth?” “Fine. Here’s the truth, Christian. I loved you. With everything I had. And you destroyed me. You were able to make me question myself in ways that I never knew existed. And now you stand here, asking me for what? Closure? Redemption? Forgiveness?”“No,” he said firmly. All I am demanding is an opportunity to prove that I can improve.” That I am better.”She scoffed. “And you believe that one conversation is going to make a difference?” You think I can just what? Stare at you and forget the years I struggled to climb up the ladder and get a life again?“No,” he repeated again, and there was no quiver in his voice. “But I can’t
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Need You
Christian did not answer this for a while. He looked down, his hands were tightly bunched into fists at his sides. “I know it caused pain,” he said, his voice rising in a hoarse whisper. “I know I can’t undo that. But I can’t just let things be this way. Not anymore. If that means living with your hatred then let it be so.Phoebe only chuckled bitterly and began to pace in front of the fire. ‘Christian, you keep saying all the right things.’ Saying sorry, admitting my mistake, promising to take my anger on myself. But you don’t seem to understand. It’s not about you. Not anymore.”He stared at her with a frown on his face. “Then what is it about?”“It’s about me,” she said angrily, turning to him. ‘That’s about the years I’ve spent struggling to climb out of the pit you dug for me to fall into.’ It is about finding out how to be independent, how to live without the feeling that my chest is going to collapse. It’s about healing, or at least, about trying to put myself back together aft
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Believe inYou
Phoebe shook her head, her arms wrapped around herself. “You don’t get it, Christian. Other people also had the same feeling as you; they were scared. I was terrified too. Of losing you, of not being good enough. But I stayed. I fought. And you didn’t.”“I know,” he said and his eyes welled up with tears. “And I hate myself for that. I wish I could have been stronger and did not leave when I did. But I’m here now, Phoebe. And I’m not running this time.”She glared at him and her eyes were red with rage, hurt and something else which she could not describe. “You say that now,” she whispered. But what happens when things get hard again? This begs the question, what happens when the cracks start to show?“They won’t,” he said firmly. “Because I’ve come to realize that running in particular does not solve anything. It just leaves a trail of broken pieces behind.”Phoebe only shook her head and a tear rolled down her face. She gently removed it as if she was embarrassed to show her weaknes
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“I’m confused”
It’s convenient. You were waiting until you felt I was ready and powerful enough to take the news. Until you thought I didn’t need you anymore.”“That is not true,” Christian said quickly, getting up, his voice a high pitched note. “I have been taking this guilt with me every day since I left.” I did not return because of convenience. I returned because I could not continue living such a life knowing that I destroyed something that was wonderful.Phoebe whirled on her toes, glaring. “And what about me? Have you ever thought what it feels like to wake up every day with the marks you have made on others? To have to break yourself down and begin to build yourself up again from scratch just to have the one who was responsible for tearing you down appear with an apology?”“I do now,” he said quietly. “Because I do, I see it in your eyes. I hear it in your voice. And I hate myself for being the reason it’s there.”She was breathing raggedly, her hands were balled up at her sides. “You don’t
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Either you believe or not
Christian sighed deeply and rested his hands on the table. “I am a man who wants to know how to accept what I have done. To challenge it, rather than avoiding it. To be able to admit that I can change the future but I can’t change the present and I can’t change the past.”Phoebe scoffed. ‘You really believe that taking responsibility is sufficient?’ You really believe that saying you were wrong in any of this makes it alright?”“No,” Christian said quickly. “It doesn’t make it okay. Nothing can make it okay. But it’s a start, isn’t it? A step toward being better. Towards becoming a person who does not destroy things.”Phoebe looked at her sister with her face impassive and then shook her head. “You want to be better? Good for you. But you don’t get to use me as your redemption arc. I am not some check-point on your way to self-improvement.”“I’m not asking you to be,” Christian said, his voice quiet, but commanding. I don’t need your forgiveness or your approval for anything I am doin
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Lingering pain
“Phoebe,” he started cautiously, “I’m not here to put more load on you regarding this.” I know you didn’t want any of this and I’m not going to say that I’m so great for coming here now. But I’ve been attempting to take responsibility for my actions. And part of that means realizing how much I caused you pain.”Phoebe’s lips formed, her arms drawn tightly around her in the manner of a shield. “It does not heal the wound, Christian.” Oh do you think that knowing you regret it will give me back the time I lost? The trust I lost? The parts of me that had to be reconstructed?”“No,” replied Christian, who now looked ashamed. “I don’t. And I’m not asking you to forget what I did or even forgive me. I just had to tell you that… I can see it now. I can now understand how self-centered I was and how unable to notice your suffering.She tilted her head to the side, her mouth tightening as she looked out the window and saw the rain running down the glass. “Blind, huh?” she said with much bitter
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All about Phoebe
Phoebe went back to the fire, her hands folding over her chest. For what seemed like a long time she did not respond. The fire crackled in the background, and its heat was the only thing that made the atmosphere between them warm.“What do you want from me, Christian?” she asked after a long time her voice was so low that it was barely audible.“Nothing,” he said quickly. “I don’t want anything from you. I just… I had to share it with you because it is the truth. To say sorry and let you understand that I noticed your suffering. That I see you.”Phoebe only managed to stifle a sarcastic laugh. “You see me now? That’s rich. Where was this clarity two years ago?”Christian moved a little closer and spoke slowly and calmly as if he was pleading with her. I was blind back then Phoebe.” As if the rest of the world does not exist, or, at least, I don’t exist to the rest of the world. But now… now I see everything I should have seen before. I understand how powerful you are, how much you inv
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Get rewarded
“Sorry isn’t enough,” said Phoebe, tears rolling down her cheeks. “They think they can just come out and apologize and that’s the end of it.”“I’m not expecting that,” Christian said quickly. I know that I can never reverse the wrong I have done. But I had to tell you. I had to stop bringing this with me without doing something about it.”Phoebe exhaled hard and then rested her weight against the windowsill. “Well, did you even know what you left behind?” “How much I had to tidy up after you?”“I’ve thought about it,” Christian said, softly. “But I know that thinking about it isn’t the same as living it. I still can’t fathom how difficult it must have been for you.”Phoebe looked at her and shook her head, fuming again. “And you didn’t just hurt me, Christian.” You made me doubt, everything, including us, including myself. I used so much time thinking why am I not enough. Why I couldn’t repair whatever was ailing you.”Christian cringed as if the words that came out of her mouth had h
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Another Game
One part of him wanted to kick Christian out, shut the door and never see him again. But there was another part, a lesser, more contemplative part of him that was interesting. What if Christian really had transformed? What if this wasn’t just another one of his games?“Alright,” Phoebe said in the end, the word coming out sounding more like a bitter grumble. “You want to talk? Talk. ‘I’m not making any guarantees here,’ I tell him.Christian nodded and his shoulders dropped down as well. He looked around the room, and then looked at the couch. “Do you mind if we sit?”Phoebe frowned, then reluctantly gestured at the couch with a nod. He stayed on his feet, leaning with his arms folded against the wall, a defensive air about him.Christian leaned back on the couch, placing his elbows on his knees and his hands on top of each other. He looked at the floor for a moment with a blank face, then he said something.“I know I hurt you. And not just once—repeatedly. You wanted to help me and I
