The weekends were over and I was back to work.
I couldn’t tell Melvin the truth, because of the beautiful moments we had, I didn’t want to ruin it. He is the only stable thing in my life admist this chaos.
“Come in” Gaston says after I knocked on the door.
After ignoring his calls the whole weekend, I knew he would be furious and expect an explanation from me so I intend to give him a whole show.
“Good morning Sir” I greeted lowly, my voice so faint it came as a whisper.
“Good morning” he bellowed, refusing my to stare at me.
“I’m sorry that I missed…” I let out a sniff, “I didn’t mean to miss your calls” I broke down in a whimper.
That was enough to catch his attention,
“Whoa whoa, what’s going on?” He rose from his seat the moment he saw the tears streaming down my face, it was
