hirt with sleeves said as she handed over the files to me. "

utton for the top floor, I took in a deep br

as I watched the elevator d

couch with gold detailing on it next to two matching chairs. And there were p

the name tag that was placed on the table. "Mr Rogers," I read

heek as I recollected the incident that had happened at my

laced them on top of his desk. His head tilted back and his jaw locked. I could tell he

is gaze followed me but I ignored him. The office was quiet for a while as I tried to ignore Mr R

open and the lady I met on the first day, the nice smiling lady now with the look o

st on the table. "No, you can't cancel our wedding, I

d forward, his eyes partially flitted in

." She bit her lower lips as tears rolled down her

"I can't marry you anymore, because I don't love you. I

eturning to Rogers. "I don't understand, you like someo

n my direction and I looked away pretending I was

ies in the office and that was his fiancee and I, if he wasn't re

, Rogers grabbed my hand and pulled me up to my feet.

fog. I was more shocked than Alva. She was speechless. Her eyes filled with hatred and

think you are?" Alva Screamed, h

ore I could complete my statement, Mr Rogers

gainst her perfectly structured body, she looked at her dress which wa

od classy clothes. I was just an average working-class lady who couldn'

e a smirk on Mr Rogers's face as he watched Alva. I couldn't believ

hat, she stormed out of the office and s

"Don't feel bad, she's always like this," he comme

t. "Why did you tell her that

. "Because

comprehend how he could say something l

aned back in his chair. "Bec

e trying to accomplish by saying all th

he pushed my face closer to him, I gulped. He was so close to me, he smell

e as if he wanted to memorize it. "How

is was a joke

't want to marry her, she's too selfish, proud, and self-cent

ng or where he was he was heading until he c