Separated Lovers

CHAPTER SIX

(Rachel's POV)

I held his I.D. in my hand. It was an office I.D. for a nearby office. Since it had his name on it, then he must work there.

        Dazma Center Incorporated

That was my next stop. Where I would see him, where I would tell him that I forgave him.

       I knew there was no time to waste. I started walking to the office and 5 minutes later, I arrived.

      I headed to the receptionist....

"Excuse me? Is there a man named Cameron O'Neal that works here? I have business with him."

"Excuse me maam, but what exactly is your business with him?"

"He dropped something and I wanted to give it back to him."

"Well then. Just leave it here and I will deliver it to him."

"No. I need to talk to him. Immediately if possible."

She called his office up.....

"I am sorry. Mr. O'Neal is in a meeting with Mrs. Butler at the moment. They will be done in about an hour. If you can wait, then I suppose you can talk to him."

"Yeah, I can wait, I can wait."

One hour later

"Maam, Mr. O'Neal is done with the meeting. Please wait on the ninth floor lobby and he will be there shortly."

I entered the elevator and pressed the number 9. Once it stopped, I got off and went to the lobby.

There I saw a man, so finely groomed. So handsome, there I saw Cameron. When I started to talk, he cut me off.

"Look, I know you came here to give me back my I.D. You can just give me back my I.D. and leave if you want. I know you don't want to see me."

"Cameron, I didn't wait one hour just to give you your I.D. back. I could have just left it at the reception. I waited because I needed to talk to you."

"You waited one hour? Just to talk to me? Does that mean that you forgave me already?"

"Yes. I forgive you. I forgive you for trampling on my dreams."

"You don't sound like you forgive me?"

"Do you want to give me another reason to be mad at you?"

"Nope. I am GOOD!"

"Anyway, thanks for helping me pick up my stuff earlier. Let me treat you to a snack later. Sounds good?"

"Sure, just let me finish up over here and we can go."

Right at that moment, a big load was off my chest. I felt that we were friends again. I felt that I had the courage to confess to him.

Wait, what? No, I am not ready. Not yet. What if he thinks that I am joking and just being nice to him?

Well, I can think about that some other time.

He finished up and we went to a nearby Starbucks.

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So they meet...... good or bad things coming up?

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