Chapter three: Workaholic
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Jamie's POV
Life was the best it could be at the moment. I finally branched out of my Father's company and got my own. I can take all the credit though, my family has been massive support.
Don't get me wrong, I loved working in the family business but JM Corp was my baby and my dream.
I was already getting attention for running Markel&Co, my family's business but now it has doubled.
Ever since I was number one one the Forbs under 30 billionaires list, my schedule has been so busy but I could care less about that what I want to focus on now is opening of my new branch in Rome.
Why Rome? You may ask. Rome has always been my second home. I and my family went there a lot on holiday, our family trips there was literally the only time I would see all my cousins, uncles, aunties, and my grandparents. For the Markel family Rome was our home away from home. It was where my grandpa met my grandma and ever since then they started the Markel in Rome tradition.
I would have moved there but I know my mom won't be able to handle me being that far from New York.
A sharp knock on the door jerked me out of my thoughts, shattering the silence of my office. I looked up to see Liam leaning against the doorframe.
"What are you doing here again?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "That’s the fourth time this week."
"Can’t I come and visit my best friend?" he replied.
He forced a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Liam, what’s wrong?" I stood up quickly as I noticed something was definitely wrong . "Did something happen to Amy?"
oh yeah, Liam isn't just my best friend, he’s also my brother-in-law. I don't even know how their relationship started all I know is that they are happy and that's enough for me, happy until now I guess
the unshed tears in Liam's eyes were evident, and I didn't think he could hold it in for long so I grabbed a tissue and handed it to him, he took it and quickly stopped the tears from rolling down his face.
"Amy... she had a miscarriage."
"She lost the baby," he whispered, he finally let the tears fall down his face. He looked like he had given up on life .
on hearing this I froze. I’ve known Liam all my life. The only time I have ever seen him cry was on his wedding day, tears of pure joy as he watched my sister walk down the aisle. Seeing him break down now gave me a pit in my stomach.
I pulled him into a tight hug. He slumped against me, the fight leaving his body. They have only been married for barely 2 years and this happens? I can't even imagine how they're both feeling now.
After a long moment, I took him over to the office sofa and sat him down. I took a moment to stare at the ceiling cause for someone who always knew what to say I was speechless.
"She told me yesterday," Liam finally broke the overwhelming silence between us.
"It happened days ago, bro. She went through it alone for days and only told me yesterday." he frustratedly threw the tissue in his hands . "I can imagine how she felt, terrified and hurting, but, she hasn't spoken a word to me since she let it out. I want to be there for her, but she’s pushing me away."
I wasn't surprised honestly, that's just how Amy is. she likes handling her emotions by her self but in the process she locks everyone and everything out, which is bad cause it normally leads to bad s**t happening but that won't happen right?????
women in my family have a tendency to bury themselves in grief. I remember back when my uncle passed. My aunt had gone through a destructive phase, shutting everyone out.
It only got better when Dad took her to Rome and admitted her into that specialized wellness center. Aunt Louise changed for the better and when she came home I was obvious that she had become lighter and could handle the grief better .
Just like that, I had an idea .
"Let her come to Rome with me Liam," I said.
He looked up, confused.
"Rome?"
"Remember the wellness center my aunt went to? The one that helped her after Uncle Sam died?"
he still looked puzzled so I continued. "Amy needs a place like that . she needs help.it may seem small now but it will get worse and if she stays here, she’s just going to push not only you but everyone away.... I'm certain it will help her ."
Liam thought about it for a while and then he smiled with a glimpse of hope in his eyes .
"You really think she'd go?"
"she has to." I said sternly.
He stayed for a little longer, and by the time he left, he looked a lot better which made me calm a bit .
He promised to go home and gently bring it up to her.
As soon as Liam left , I picked up my phone and called my sister.
She took a while to answer but the moment I spoke to her she let all the tears out like she had been holding it in.
Amy cried for a long time, heartbreaking sobs that echoed through the phone. I didn't try to fix it; I just listened, consoling her as best I could, letting her know she wasn't alone.
"Liam is going to talk to you tonight," I told her gently when she finally calmed down.
"Please, just listen to him. Everything is going to be okay."
"Please don't tell Mom and Dad," she begged, her voice small and weak. "You know how they are. They'll make a huge scene, and I just... I can't handle their reaction right now."
"I promise," I said immediately. "I’ll keep it between us."
We hung up, and I sat back in my chair, hopefully we'll be on our way to Rome next week
Hopefully, all roads le ad next week.
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