The office was small, but the windows were prodigious. And through it, the air flowed into the room making it seem not as suffocating as one woukd assume upon entering the room.The table was messy, there were heavy books scattered on the table, some were opened and some wrre closed but the absence of order was very loud.The walls were painted coffee brown, igniting the taste of hot cappuccino in Kraig's throat upon it's similarities. Despite how strongly he desired that warnth of the coffee, he coukdnt imagine for himself what jy smelled like.Thisbwas becsuee th office had an underlying smell of disinfectant and no matter how yhe rose fragrance tried to overpower it, the disinfectant wss just too profound and so the mixture became very unpleasant for his nose.Kraig's eyes finally fell on the doctor's own. Yhe twonof them had been sitting there fir minutes. Krsig wss koe ficused trying tos distract himsekf by looking around he offce, trying to get his thoughts away from his head.B
Daniel looked around instantly through the crowd, which was slowly diminishing. Some of the people found everything relatively boring and decided to leave, or maybe they had gotten their fill of searching for gossip to spill.He had heard one of them even mention that there was already a short article about it on the news.Daniel was grateful for this. He was excited that they were starting to give up and were already finding their way out. It would be easier for him to find Wynn like this.He had seen Juan's car leave, but Wynn had not left with him. He began to look around again, hoping that she was anywhere around.Someone grabbed his wrist.He turned around and saw Fabio standing behind him. He was looking at him with concern in his eyes, obviously wondering what had gotten him all provoked."I need to find Wynn," Daniel only said before attempting to pry his hand away from Fabio's grip.However, Fabio was reluctant in letting him go for more reasons than one. He even added more f
Lady T's expression darkened.It was at this time that a waiter walked up to them and dropped two mugs of coffee on the table. She reached for the mug placed before her and then took a sip from the liquid, while Juan chuckled as if he had said something funny.He reached for his own mug and sipped from it. He chuckled again, "I hope you don't mind that it's cappuccino; it's my favorite coffee."Actually, she did mind. When her taste buds recognized the disagreeable taste, she grimaced and placed the mug back on the table."I don't like it," she said. "I don't like this meeting either."Juan shook his head and leaned in, "Come on, Lady T, come on. You employed me because you obviously realized that I'm industrious. Also, if you didn't want me to approach you like this, then why the hell would you have introduced yourself as Lady T?""I am not who you think I am.""Bullshit," Juan refuted. "How can you say that? You're literally Tabitha Tremaine, double Ts." He held up two fingers. "If
Kraig's jaw tightened, around the same time that his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes turned dark. He had a visible frown on his face as he searched his brain for any other possible translation to what had just been told to him. He was unable to understand, to grasp the meaning of what was being said. Or perhaps he understood perfectly, but what he was finding hard to do was accept that this was the reality. He was finding it hard to accept that Tabitha was the person they all had assumed she was.Truthfully, he had been hoping that they had been wrong. He had prayed that she was different. She was enchanting; she had managed to sneak into his heart and provoke some kind of affection for herself. She got past his defenses, especially since he was in a very vulnerable state.It was quite a shame that she wasn't different. That she was exactly who they thought she was. That she was a horrible person.Still, he didn't want to believe it."It can't be, what you're telling me cannot be," he
It definitely wasn't love, but it was inching towards it. He was fascinated by her, in love with the idea that she was different from any other woman. And also, he thought of the list.If she made sure his name was on the top level, was it mainly because of business or was there something else?He was being delusional, and he knew it, but he couldn't help himself. He had been trying so hard to not indulge in this idea; he had been trying to focus on something else, to not believe that he was feeling a certain way about her. He wanted nothing to do with her in that manner, and it made him feel very unsettled that she looked so calm about it.As if this had been her plan all along.Kraig opened his mouth to say something, but before his voice could be heard, Tabitha already began to make his way closer to him.The closer she got, the more he got frightened. He got so scared that he would back away from her slowly. He was no doubt scared that this was going to result in something he didn
Juan looked at the man before him with curious eyes. He didn't know what to say; he knew damn well that Tabitha was young, only a few years or even a year older than he was. However, regarding how big her organization was, then she was surely not a child, but the derogatory tone in his voice made Juan wonder if he was talking about her age or her work. He was confused, but he also realized that if he was even talking about either, it meant that he was bigger than her. Surely, he had maybe a decade on her, but regarding her work, well, Juan could say that he didn't know anything about Carlos. He had never heard of Ferreras. So he could tell that this man was more talk than action because if he really was what he seemed, what he was about to claim to be, then he should be a big deal, one that had been heard about far and wide. But there was none. Juan didn't know, never heard of him, and wasn't even remotely interested. "I don't know what you're talking about," Juan said. He said t
Kraig took in a deep breath. The last thing he wanted to do was talk to her, and it wasn't because he had slept with someone else, but because he had totally given up on whatever the two of them used to have. Though he wanted to understand that she was mentally not in a good place, that was not a reason to treat him like that. No matter how hard he tried to reach out, the space he had given her, she still didn't want him. She still played with his feelings. He loved her, but he was just not ready to deal with her. And truthfully, he didn't think he would ever be ready for such. She was just making it too hard for him. Kraig didn't move like how he would do normally; as he turned around and saw her, he remained in that position, his facial expression changing into one that was unreadable to her. Seeing this action of his, she realized that he may still harbor some resentments regarding what happened between them. But it wasn't her fault. Though what she had been through wasn't someth
Kraig put his phone back into his pocket. He didn't want to talk to her. He had just walked away from Wynn, and although their conversation had not been anything pleasurable, regardless, it happened. There was no good understanding, no clear-cut definition about the kind of relationship that existed between them. The only information he had regarding their friendship was basically the information he told her last night, saying that she was in a relationship with Juan. Well, that meant the two of them, Kraig and Wynn, were no longer together. Their relationship that had developed from a friendship so strong that it was able to shake the earth had come to an end. Now, all that was left was misunderstanding and the need to clear out the air. To make sure that both of them got the message loud and clear. Having made such a decision, he realized that in the deepest part of his heart, this wasn't the reality he wanted; this wasn't what he was after. All he wanted for himself was happine