The Billionaire and I Are Back Together

Her eyes were unbelievable to Winnie. She was not convinced that a folded piece of paper could suddenly alter her entire life. She had been standing there staring at the mailbox when she was startled out of her reverie by the sound of a car honking. With a splutter, she turned. Apparently, Melissa had just pulled into the driveway. She did not anticipate her coming back so soon. “Winnie, why are you spending so much time in the sun? Do you wish to burn yourself to ashes?” Melissa's voice came from her vehicle. She had just returned from getting some food at the farmer's market. Her dark hair was dishevelled and coarse. “Maybe it is not what I am thinking currently.” Melissa was curious. “Oh, Winnie, please tell me it is. Avoid pulling this prank on me.” She almost squealed. 'It is, Melissa, of course,” Winnie muttered. She shrugged and remained somewhat stunned. “At least I think it is until we are certain,” "All right, then! If you want to. Let us enter and smash it open.” As she removed some paper bags from the back seat of the car, Melissa exclaimed with excitement. “Ms. Williams, We are happy to notify you that your application has been reviewed and that you have been hired by The Whyte Tech Inc. as the CEO's personal assistant.” Winnie read the internal letter. “Your job description includes the following, and you are expected to resume within a week of the above date.” She read the concluded part of the letter. She was too ecstatic to say anything. “You were hired, weren't you?” Melissa anticipated her question. “Indeed, I got the job.”Winnie let out an excited scream. The news was the best she would be heard in a long time. There are not enough words in the dictionary to express her excitement upon hearing that she had been hired. For a long time, she had been anticipating it. “My goodness! It is pretty spectacular. We must rejoice over this,” Melissa remarked. A day like that would undoubtedly come, and she had always thought it would. In a panic, Winnie said, “I am afraid. This is bad.” She destroyed what might have been a lovely moment. Halfway to the on-site bar, Melissa paused and turned around. “What do you mean when you say that this is bad? Shouldn't you be thrilled? This is, after all, good news.” “I understand, but…" Winnie came to a stop. Every time she tried to speak, she stammered. “Don't you want to go out and live your life again? Winnie, you still look so young, vibrant, and gorgeous. It is imperative that you get out and re-engage with the world. There is no limit to your abilities.” Like a biological daughter, Melissa counselled Winnie. “However, how about you? I would rather not abandon you alone here. Undoubtedly, you need me around.” Winnie finally voiced her concern. Her eyes had turned crimson. Soon enough, the tears would begin to fall. “Oh no,” Winnie said. In an attempt to help Winnie regain her lost confidence, Melissa hurried to embrace her and said, “I am not going to stand here and watch you cry.” "Dear, you cannot possibly be crying over such news. You have always desired this.” Melissa went on. She was making every effort to persuade Winnie to accept the new job and move on from her past. “But without you, I am unable to do so.” Winnie stated. With little tears streaming down her cheeks, Winnie uttered succinctly, “I need you around me every day of my life.” "I believed we had already passed this point. It is not about me, anyway. We are discussing your future here. Go forth and make us proud.” Melissa gave Winnie a lucky kiss on the forehead. She also promised Winnie to stay in touch at all times. Winnie hesitated to take up the letter after giving it another glance. She seemed frightened by the white envelope with the sharp crested in the lower-left corner. "I suppose it is for the best in the end. I simply have to accept my destiny.” As she wiped her eyes, Winnie spoke. She tried to smile, but her body language never quite matched it. “That is what I am referring to now. We should get packing right away.” Winnie heard Melissa say. She was thrilled for Winnie. After her terrible past, she was certain that Winnie deserved all the good things in the world. Winnie had experienced numerous hardships following the death of her parents in a tragic accident. Her best friend abandoned her when she was a child, which made matters worse. After the innumerable trips to the support group and therapist's office, Melissa was astonished to see Winnie smiling once more. Sitting on her window sill, Winnie gazed off into the distance. A few stars were visible in the otherwise dark sky. At her feet was a cold, forgotten cup of tea and a book. The prospect of a new beginning swirled in her head. “How can I relocate to New York City and leave everything behind?” As the voice reverberated back to her, she asked herself rhetorically. She fought back the tears that had been forming behind her eyelids, causing her lips to tremble. She felt terrible. It seemed to her that the worst thing she could do would be to leave California. Being unable to carry on her parents' legacy made her feel like a failure of a daughter. She fell asleep after becoming so absorbed in deep contemplation. Melissa was sitting on her room's bed. Even though she had been crying, she had never shown Winnie any sign of weakness. Although losing a loved one is never easy, she had the humility to acknowledge that she was to blame for her loss. But Winnie's death was a cruel joke. It would be difficult to let her go, but Melissa was prepared to face the void left by Winnie's absence for her own sake. She played around with the box. Even after a decade, she had never been able to bring herself to open it. She never did anything but look at it and cry because of the memories it brought back. “Wherever you are,” she muttered into her room's darkness. “Remember to get back to me,” Shutting her eyes, she slid between the covers and pushed the box back under her bed.