Most Embarrassing day

“If we really want to love, we must learn how to forgive.” – Mother Teresa

Everything seemed to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drank or how long I laid down, something inside me seemed to have given up.

I've learned to be friends with the broken. They know how to survive and have a depth of great love and understanding. I learned that we should not fear as we will find our way eventually.

It was in our bones; it was in our soul.

Then why did I feel chills when Xavier threatened me to call Marc?

Facing Xavier was one of my greatest fears and now facing Marc would be my breaking point. Because I was just not ready, not now.

And now upon everything, I've a very handsome little boy invading my thoughts. I had to know about him, everything, I wanted to know everything.

But would Xavier let me be near him?

No, why would he. I was still that person who ruined his life once and whenever he looked at me, he'd remember the same shallow girl, no matter how much I tried to change.

While I was in deep thoughts, a saccade string of my alarm broke my trance. When my eyes absorbed the surroundings, I sighed under my breath as the bright sunlight poured into my room.

Realization drowned in the back of my mind as I laid in bed for hours in the dark, at night. Thinking about every possible thing in my life.

Sighing over my miserable life, I made my way out of the duvet, briskly.

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Dressed in black jeggings and red satin button-up shirt, I exited the car after thanking Kat and walked towards the building of Walker Industries.

Looking at my expression and actions, Kat knew something was up, but she tried to give me some space as I wasn't ready to tell her, and she knew that. The security guard didn't interrogate me this time because he probably recognized me by now. Smiling at the receptionist, I turned towards the elevator and stepped into it, pushing the button on the floor of my office.

Few seconds have passed when the elevator stopped, revealing Xavier Knight whose eyes were fixated on a file in his hands. Without noticing me, he stepped inside and stood in front of me with his back towards me. While inhaling deeply, the scent of his cologne reached my nostrils. He had always smelled really nice, like woods and rain. His checked grey coat was stretched across his muscular arms and his hair looked slightly wet, indicating that he might have taken bath recently.

'Don't you dare show me your face again.'

His warning was ringing in my ears and something about his presence in such a small area caused my heart to race and before I could stop, I took a deep breath.

His eyes suddenly shifted to mine and a frown replaced the calm expressions on his face. His jaw clenched and he shut the file immediately, stepping away from to the other farthest corner of the elevator.

By the time we reached the destined floor, I walked out first and he trailed behind me silently. My mind was entirely focused on his presence behind me, and that all I could think was how to get away from his sight as soon as possible.

To follow my thoughts, I increased my pace despite knowing that I didn't have much recent practice of walking in heels.

Unfortunately, my ankle twisted because of the heels, and I wobbled forward, landing on the marble floor. I would have died with embarrassment, if it was not for the sharp pain that erupted in my ankle. Letting out a small wince, I massaged the place, fighting the instinct to groan.

While doing so, my eyes met with the standing figure of Xavier staring down at me, his face filled with an inexplicable emotion, almost as if seeing me in pain brought a strange sense of comfort to him.

Tears gathered in the back of my eyes, and I felt like sobbing hard in front of him but thanks to the heavens, I didn't.

Not knowing why, I had expected him to help me, I felt sadness brewing inside my heart when he shook his head and walked past me, leaving me on the floor.

Biting my lips hard, gathering all the courage, I stood up, ignoring the pain in my foot. Limping throughout the hallway, I finally reached our office. Xavier's eyes were fixated in his file that he held previously in the elevator, ignoring my presence. I finally reached my office, and once I sat on my desk, a small whimper escaped my mouth. This surely was one of my most embarrassing days.