Vera got the same stares and attention as she did when she came in earlier, if not more, she could feel eyes on her back as she walked away, gracefully swaying her hips in the most natural yet alluring manner, this time more confident than the last, her head held high, shoulders squared and arms swinging in just about the right angle.She stepped out of the station into the slightly darkened evening taking in the scenery when she heard her name, from that very unmistakable high-pitched voice which was her mother's “Vera darling” her mother called again, in a somewhat singsong manner, a thing that mothers do she'd come to find out.“Mother” she called back, walking to meet her already almost running mother halfway.Catherine was delighted to see her daughter, she'd come in earlier and was told Vera was being questioned and would be out soon. And those forty-five minutes she'd waited seemed like ages.They met each other halfway, each with outstretched arms ready to envelop the other i
Sara sat still, she could feel his gaze on her face. One of the things that came with being blind was heightened senses.They would probably be in some kind of staring contest if she could see.Ares leaned from the desk and walked back to his seat silently with his head bowed in thought. He sat on his chair, which swiveled a little from side to side as he adjusted himself on it.“Can I at least know why I’m here?” Sara asked, clearly tired of being pushed and led but not spoken to.“No one has said anything to me, or even tried explaining,” she complained further.“Calm down,” Ares said, he could sense she was slowly getting worked up and that was the last thing he wanted right now. “There’s so much to explain, we can’t do it all at once, It’ll take time and patience” he paused for effect, keeping an eye on her to get her every reaction.“How long will it take? I’m slowly running out of patience” Her voice quivered a little on the last word.“May I ask you a question?” “I guess” she
Ivan stared at the television, completely shocked at what he saw, Hermès increased the volume and they listened “…the 27-year-old millionaire CEO was taken in by the police for questioning over the death of her counterpart, Late Mr. Steve Anderson. Guests from the party reported to have seen Miss Vera leave the building hurriedly a few minutes before the deceased body was found by his mother in his room. He was believed to have been shot himself in what seemed like suicide…” the report droned on.“Turn it off” Ivan yelled, not waiting to hear the reporter finish.He bent over with his elbows in his knee and his face in his palms, he had to think fast. The very thought of Vera being in that position was unsettling for him.He knew how badly this would influence Vera, not just her company but her reputation. He had lived with her long enough to know that aside from her mother, her company was the one thing she cherished and cared about.Furthermore, he was enraged as to why he didn’t s
Sara turned her face away in embarrassment, she was surprised as to why her body reacted to him calling her that, the unsettling warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. She could feel the smile on his face as he stared at her.At that moment, Sara wished she had her sight, she wanted to see his smile and the color of his eyes.She’s been told many times that she had dull brown eyes, quite similar to the color of lazy wet beach sand. It sounded boring, and she had no idea what the beach sand looked like, she’d probably die without remembering what her own eyes looked like.Ares gazed at Sara’s face, studying her features, She looked almost the same except for the wide unblinking eyes, he watched her face twitch in thoughts and wondered what she was thinking about.They were both brought out of their reverie by a loud rumbling sound. Sara hugged her stomach with one hand, bowing her head in embarrassment.“Sorry” she mumbled under her breath “ You shouldn’t be, it’s only natural” Ares
Vera hummed Jolène by Dolly Parton as she put the leftover food aside. Catherine had wanted to do it, but Vera insisted, She knew Catherine was worn out from the events of the day, but her mother was too stubborn to admit.Vera had won this time and sent her off to her room immediately. She proceeded to clear the table, wash the dishes, and put the leftover food aside.She was just putting the last Tupperware of leftovers into the refrigerator when the home telephone rang.Vera went to grab the phone just outside the kitchen door, glancing at the clock to check the time.“Past ten” she mumbled, placing the receiver to her ear. “Yes?”“Vera!” A husky baritone voice from the other line called with urgency.“Ivan?” Vera asked, recognizing the voice immediately. It was a voice she had gotten fond of, a voice she barely heard a few times but liked.The first time she heard that voice was at the lounge bar on Fifth Street, She had just had a fight with her parents over marrying Steve, She s
“Yes,” Ares replied curtly, glancing down at her to see her reaction.He could feel her grip on his hand get tighter and laughed, reading her thoughts. She seemed terrified of the idea of living in the same house as a man, a strange man like she thought he was.“I…I…I’m not sure about that” she stuttered, her anxiety was getting the most of her. Her thoughts were beginning to run wild already.“Don’t get yourself worked up, my apartment is large enough to hold five people. You’ll have enough space, and I’ll stay out of your way.” Ares assured her.Sara let out a sigh of relief, just as the elevator came to a stop.Ares led the way into the apartment, leading her by the hand, his cold hand was already familiar with her warm hand.Sara felt a warm feeling of acquaintance as she stepped into the apartment. There was something weirdly acclimated about the place.“So, here we are,” Ares said, letting go of her hand reluctantly, his hand felt empty and cold without hers.Sara felt his hand
Vera walked through the hall to her room, she threw off her robe. She wanted nothing else but to lay in bed, it had been a completely offsetting day for her.She sauntered to the bed, she let out a sigh of relief as she fell lazily on it, spreading her sore limbs. She stretched a little, rolling over to her side as she went over the happenings of the day in her mind.She hated Steven's guts, she thought, but she knew he didn't deserve to die, at least not like that. And murder?? He was a prideful man, a rich one at that, so Vera saw no reason why he would kill himself.She felt some pity for his mother, a poor woman, she took so much pride in him and his death must devastate her much. She made a mental note to send her condolences to the grieving mother when the air cleared a little.Her mind drifted to the office, the reason she was a major suspect in Steve's death. She thought about the anonymous donations and silently blessed whoever it was for they're generous, it's hoping that on
"I'll leave you two together, I still have some things to sort out at the office before calling it a night." He said, excusing himself, glancing between the two women." Call me if you need anything". He concluded, planting a firm kiss on her temple, a blush stained her cheeks at the thought of how fond she was becoming of his affection. Ares turned to leave, giving Anna a pat on the shoulder as he walked past.Anna moved closer to the bed, studying Sara's face, astonished by her beauty."You have the prettiest honey brown eyes I've ever seen, Sara" she complimented sincerely, taking a seat beside her on the bed."Thank you, Anna" Sara replied shyly picking at her fingernails, "although I'm used to people calling them boring" "Well, I beg to differ," Anna said. "You are a musician?" Anna asked when she caught sight of the guitar and an ukulele leaning on the wall."Yes," Sara smiled "You must have been playing for a long time now," Anna guessed from the worn look of the instruments.