After one week
Getting up, I sat on my bed. Life has changed so much. I am 24 today.
"Happy Birthday, Sarah Rose." I wished myself a smile and got down to get ready for the office.
After getting ready, I look at myself. A grey knee-length dress with matching shoes and some minimal makeup looks nice today.
With time and mostly because of Sam, my dressing has changed a lot. Now I do not hide my curves. My height, 5.7 slim body with good curves in the right place, and long hair make me more confident.
I went down and heard the most annoying voice of my life.
SAM
I am still cursing the day I met her. And she has stuck with me like a leech since then.
Happy Birthday, My Pumpkin!
She came running and engulfed me in a tight hug. "Let me breathe, Sam," before she moves. I felt one more hug.
Wow, god, are you calling me? Is this my last birthday? I thought, rolling my eyes.
"Guys, leave me. I cannot breathe." I shout.
They both finally broke the hug and grinned at me.
"What?" I said, looking at them.
They both rolled their eyes together, and Sam said,
"Sarah, at least be happy someday. Why are you always grumpy?" Sam huffs dramatically.
"What is so special today?" I asked while taking the newspaper.
"It is your birthday today. What else do you want?" Nathan spoke.
"I do not like my birthday, and you know it, so please let us not start again, and if you guys are done with breakfast, let us leave. We are getting late for the office." I said, still keeping my eyes on the business news.
They roll their eyes, but then Sam gives me a gift box.
"Sam, you know I do not like all this; then why do you do it every year? Tell me. Do you like to annoy me?" I asked, getting irritated.
Ok, sorry, next year I will not; now open it." She got excited about her gift like a baby.
Shaking my head, I opened the box and froze in my place.
"What happened? You did not like it?" She asked me with hopeful eyes.
I looked up and said, "No, I like it. I mean, it is... it is beautiful." I stutter, looking at her.
I look back to a beautiful infinity pendant that does not have a circle; it has a beautiful bird flying in the end.
It is a symbol of freedom.
I gave the same pendant to someone 5 years ago.
But this is a little different. This one has a diamond on it and looks expensive.
I again looked at her and asked, narrowing my eyes.
"This looks expensive. How much do you waste on this?"
"That is none of you. Look out. Now, give. Me. Let me make you wear it; it will go well with your dress."
"And yes, one more thing takes this as well." Saying she gives one more packet.
And then their eyes shine like stars.
White chocolate. My first love
I happily took it and started opening the wrapper.
I do not know why you always give me two gifts, but trust me, this one is the best.
"Ok, now it's my turn," Nathan said, giving me the box. I opened it and saw a beautiful Rolex watch.
I smiled at him. "Thank you. I loved it, Nathan. But you know you do not have to do this, right?"
He nods. Smiling, I know, but I like to."
They both always know how to cheer me up.
"Now let us go, guys; we have a very important meeting today." I spoke, keeping gifts aside.
"What about your breakfast?" Sam said.
"I will eat something in the office. Now let us go." I spoke.
I and Sam took one car, and Nathan took it as well. Sometimes we all have different times to get free due to work pressure, and we all are workaholics.
Today I was happy to remember good days with my grandparents.
We reached the office, and I was informed about the meeting at 12.30. So finish my other work before the meeting gets started.
Sam informed me they had reached So I finished my work and started walking towards the conference room. I entered the conference room and saw Nathan sitting with a few gentlemen. He nodded towards me, saying to sit near him.
I went and sat, kept my phone on the table, and looked up.
So, gentlemen, she is our MD, Sarah Rose.
Smiling, I gave everyone a fast look and froze on one face.
A face So I wanted to forget.
A face I left behind
I have been running away.
A face I never wanted to see again
Sean Hudson
His blue eyes stare at me as if he can see through my soul.
Why is he looking at me like this?
And why am I getting nervous under his stare?
I was trying to read his eyes, but I was bad at it. I cannot understand emotions very well.
Does he suddenly start looking handsome, or was he the one? I thought.
Well, how can I know? I have only seen him two times in my life.
I guess he is six years older than me? So, he must be 31 or 32? His muscles are popping out of his blue fitted blazer, which shows he is a fitness freak.
He is aging like scotch.
Let us not deny that he's hot.
Our staring contest got on hold when I heard someone clearing their throat, maybe Nathan's.
I composed myself instantly, as I know how to control my emotions. I am a pro at it. Loneliness has taught me many lessons, and this is one of them.
"So, gentlemen, how can we help you?" Nathan spoke, staring at the conversation.
I was avoiding his eyes, but I could feel his constant gaze on me.
But why?
Now, what does he want?
Divorce?
Well, yes, it must be that, and I will live happily
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