KIA
I walked into my house drenched with the downpour from the rain. After Carlotta left, the reporters all came after me asking me questions that I wasn't sure of the answer myself.
“Mr. Kia, are you leaving Fiona for the latest CEO in town?” I couldn't see or even concentrate on getting out of their grips.
“How about Fiona? How will she react to seeing you with another lady today?” Another reporter asks.
Carlotta isn't just another lady, she is Fiona's sister and nemesis. Right now I don't know what to say to her.
As I drove home, thankfully my driver was able to pull me out from the reporters. My mind went back to Carlotta and everything I said to her.
“I want to make up for my mistake,” I tilted my head at the sound of my own voice.
“It's too late, Kia,” the sound of her voice i
