Chapter 2 : Home Sweet Home
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HOPE POV
‘’Reached, finally.” I sighed in relief.
I ran towards my desk and instantly sensed something different in the office air.
People were talking about the new CEO.
‘'Hey, Hope! Do you know our new CEO is kinda hot, ’' eager, Kate spilled beans on the latest news. I rolled my eyes to ignore her gossip.
" I do not want to be late, Kate. I will talk to you later till the time you catch up on all the news about this fresh sensation, and we will chat later.'’
With a smile, I fueled up some excitement in her gossip.
"Yes, you are right. Hope, I will gather some more information."
Kate looked all amped-up.
“Oh my god, every day there is something new in this office. Isn’t it interesting!” I murmured.
Knock knock!
‘'Come on, Miss Hope. How are you today?’'
'‘I am good, Miss Helen. How are you?’'
''Are you ready for your presentation? Today is a big day for you. It will decide your future in our company," she purred.
Miss Helen always scares me; I still remember on my very first day; she called me an underrated student, and what I am doing with this face in this advertisement company where a lady employee should look like a model.
‘'I am ready, shall we start.’'
Putting a warrior's face; gulped my fear of losing my dream to work in this company, I replied.
After two hours of diligent communication with my Director and colleague, I finished my presentation. Getting applause was like humming to my ears while enjoying the moment of happiness heard an interrupt noise.
‘'Hard work pays. Let's go for lunch,’' said Eric,
Eric is Melon’s boyfriend; We joined as interns in different departments.
He was a marketing guy with a charming personality, tall, handsome with a body displaying a glimpse of Roman Gods.
Our Office girls go crazy for him, but his heart is unaffected and madly in love with my best friend.
Eric and my relationship kinda strange; The only man I would say I trust, but never showed it to him.
At the same time, he was the most irritating person in my life.
He snaps his finger on my face and reminds me of his annoyed voice ''Lunch madam?''
''Yes, let us go. Melon will join us too."
"By the way, why you call her Melon. Her name is Sophie."
He bugged me.
"Shut up, none of your business. Before you came into her life. I was already there. I will call her whatever I want." glared at him.
He stared at me like an obedient little boy.
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I finished my day in the office and came home.
My home is a beautiful cozy place to enjoy beautiful moments of my life. The best part is the terrace from my bedroom and the lake behind our house, where I often relax with the pleasant sunset. A perfect environment for romance, although I use this opportunity for creating art, and love to have coffee with my friends on our wooden swing.
Next to our house lives a gorgeous old couple, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
They also have a big terrace to enjoy the same view, but they never came up, as they kept the terrace room closed for their grandson.
I still remember Mrs. Smith told me,
"This is my grandson room; Whenever he comes, he will stay here." Strange thing is that we can jump on there terrace, and they can come too.
Without killing my time, I took out paintbrushes and colors to conclude my unfinished canvas.
Putting some calm music to relax my mind and keeping my paintbrush as a hair clip on my head gives me the imagination and being more creative for my picture.
"Find your voice, Hope,"
Unknown POV
After getting my stuff from a conveyor belt, I called a taxi directly from the airport to the office.
In between, I called my family to let them know I will join them at some time.
My new office looks good; the ambiance is pretty cool.
I can see lots of companies here.
''I like my new office, will call you once I reach home."
I hung up the phone. I found myself lucky to have received a warm welcome from the employees.
Heading to my final destination, all my childhood memories flooded back to me.
''That is it, thank you so much.''
Getting off the taxi, the sight of my home felt like love at first sight.
"I missed you so much." I saw my beautiful grandma.
She came out as she gave me a tight hug.
''I missed you too; my lovely blue eyes,"
She started crying with bliss in my arms.
"You are still in your twenties, looking hot, grandma," I compliment her to divert her from the emotional ride.
''Yes, she is, that is why I am still in love with her." a
A sound came from my shoulder.
''Grandpa..." I got a pat on my back; He hugged me.
"My handsome hunk, you are a grown-up man now. Look at these biceps."
''Let's go inside,'' entered the house.
All I felt, the warmth of my home and the love I missed.
Grandma had made my favorite banana cake.
"I love you; this is the best cake in the world," I screamed.
Taking a mouthful of a mouth-watering piece, I ran towards my favorite place in the house.
My bedroom and its beautiful terrace where we used to enjoy our family time with the sunset and lakeside scenic environment.
Suddenly my sight got stuck on our neighbor's terrace, where I saw a girl painting something. I felt strange how she put her paintbrush in her bun like a hairpin.
I extended a hello, but she could not hear me because of her earplugs.
Her painting looked beautiful. She seemed to be a talented painter.
"Somebody is calling you, come and get I," grandpa called out for me.
I rushed down, putting my eyes on the painting and that strange girl.
Today is my rest day, from tomorrow, I need to brace myself to take my company and its figure to the next level; I was lecturing myself. After a delicious dinner and long chat with grandparents, I slipped into my bed.
In the back of my mind, I still felt a glimpse of the strange girl and her painting.
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