got distracted again while trying to review the plant's package. He
felt stuffy after an hour of t
ontgomery-Renard drama?" The TV presen
empted to add them up to the former
ging herself a bit low and cheap." A high-pitche
Of course.'
But don't you think chasing after a man who d
to glare at th
Miss Brittney is, you can
dead doing that." Sh
pushed a button on the tele
voice breathed fr
rt of invitation from Brittney Dale." He said, noncha
ka
and rested back in h
w you do it,
ton on the remote. He immediately found his mind wandering to Vivienne for the sixti
ing the name on his tongue, liking the way h
'Get over yourself, Aurélien.'
he office without knocking. She was d
s annoying little sister bustling around the room with numerous shopping ba
g bags on the floor. Aurélien watched in disbelief as all sorts of odd items she didn't need fe
r your new boyfriend
with a smile. "It
face, he lurched forward in his seat to continue with his calc
gnored her, so the room was quiet for some time. But Aurélien w
e, he curiously craned his neck to see what she was doing that
is she up to this time?' He wondered,
Guess what." LĂ©a excitedly ex
' He though
e." Aurélien groaned in frustration, stil
with Vivienne Renard under your name at one of the finest restaurants thi
this evening?" He exclaimed loudly as her cackles rose higher in pitch, which wasn't supposed to be possible, and he was sure if he glinted a
irmed feeling pro
o the toilet and locked herself in, as though expecting this
nger. You have been in love with her for years. It's
ching his teeth angrily. He couldn't believe his siste
possible reactions to his sudden, impromptu appearance after so many yea
ing. He can't see her now, not while ev
m. She slowly tiptoed to his table and found him deep in thought, his golden
she told him about it but was met with the o
hispered quietly, her l
ubdued ones. The kindness in it was overwh
to meet him behind his desk. He smiled
lways cancel the app
he date,..." LĂ©a stopped and looked down a
ighed, his hands falli
ll have to ho
.
booth of a small, plush restaurant, fi
r, and the mysterious person who had texted
meeting with a strange unidentified person w
arting to worry that he
g sick in the head comin
e door opening. She turned to look, and her heart sank. It wasn'
said, his voice
hard. "I'm not interested in talking to you," she sa
er everywhere she went, to the extent of h
ions I need to ask you," he said, his camera still s
"I'm not answering any questions," she said, her voice gro
"I've asked you nicely to leave me alone," she said, her voice now r
c place," he said, his tone challenging. "I am entitled
t. She was ready to lunge at him and give him a
ly reputation, I will lock you up!" Juliet had threatene
parazzo suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, trying to prevent h
d her arm free and glared at the paparazzo. "Get your
mbarrassed Vivienne and the paparazzo. Vivienne could feel her
uing, a tall, lanky man approached the
rt nearly stopped. 'This can't be.' She tho
zzo aside and put his arm around her shoulder. "Come on, let
went along with him, trying to
of the other restaurant patrons. They walked in silence for a few mom
vienne, his golden eyes kind and reas
ere," he said, his voice
she managed to nod. "I'm fine," she said,
?" He asked, his voice clear and c
but she decided to act like she didn't know him,
of recalling even his face. "It's okay," he said. "We were just kids when we las
uestions. But something about him, the way he spoke, made her aim to give hi
old her about the games they played, the times they had shared, and the secr
in her chest. She didn't know why, but she felt
lose to him as she was with Edgar, they were pretty clo
face to gauge her reaction
g, Mr. Aurélien," she said, trying to be gen
ad. "No, that's
on't know and start spewing out childhood gibberish...not especially a cele
d away into the dark, her co
re for some time look