My Billionaire Boss (ON HOLD)

• Nine

~Some things just can't be fixed~
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Week 1

Thursday.

The last 2 days have been hard. I fell into a deep depression state.

The days went by with me just going to work faking a smile, coming home, and crying myself to sleep.

I don't know why I was so sad. Seeing my mothers name after 13 years brought back so many memories. I just couldn't process it all.

And seeing Calian didn't help with it either. He would come over to my desk asking small questions about the project.

I would try to start a conversation but he would just shut me out. During morning rounds i'd catch him looking at me.

He keeps on sending mixed signals and it's stressing me out.

I called in sick today because I could get out of bed. I called Aaliyah and Abby but they were pretty busy.

I don't blame them. I haven't told them about the recent events.

I had a sudden urge to clean so I did. I started with the kitchen, then the living room, and then my bedroom. I was fixing the clothes in the drawer and saw the box.

I decided to open it. Inside there was a letter and a 2 pictures. One had a picture of my mom, her husband i'm guessing and 3 children.

It wasn't Gabriel though. I guess he's out of the picture. The other one was a picture of me and Anthony.

I opened the letter and it read,

To Naomi, my daughter.

I know that when you finish reading this letter you will be confused. A lot has happened the last 13 years since I last saw you. I am deeply sorry for how I just left. How I ignored all the signs.

The last time you saw me I was leaving. Well from there me and Gabriel moved in together and I found out I was pregnant with my daughter.

Her name is Bella.

Gabriel got mad and he just left. He left me and I was heartbroken because I was pregnant and had no one. Then I met my now husband Mathew.  He is the true love of my life.

I gave birth to Bella and 3 years later I gave birth to twin boys. Justin and Jayden.

Bella is 12 now turning 13 oh January 3rd. The twins are 9. They are growing fast.

When I gave birth to you at 15, I stupidly grew a hatred for you. You had all my mothers attention, because of you I had to miss so many events in my high school year. I blamed you for every bad thing that had happen to me and I regret that. I didn't get to see you grow into the wonderful woman I bet you are now. I didn't get to see my son grow up to be a man. I am so sorry for how selfish I was. How you felt all these years.

I hope that things are going great in your life. I hope that you and Anthony are fine and are close.

I am writing to ask you and Anthony to come to New York on new year's day. I would like to see you guys and for you to meet my family and your half siblings. It wound make me so happy.

Love,
Your mother.

I had tears in my eyes. On one hand I was happy for my mother for finding love and being happy.

And on the other I was angry at the fact that she blamed me for somethings I had no part in.

I didn't know what to decide so I just decided to put all of this in the back of my head. I put the box back where it was and finished cleaning.

Saturday.

I didn't go to work Thursday or Friday. I just stayed home and watched a lot of tv. I ordered a lot of food and just ate all my feelings.

I woke up and felt different. Usually I felt like shit but today I had a sudden burst of energy. I got up and made a healthy breakfast and took a shower.

I put on some workout clothes and went down to the apartment gym.

30 minutes later.

I was okay. I feel better now. Way better than how I felt in the last 2 days.

When I got home, I went to my desk, opened my laptop.

While I was gone Kylie was updating me on any new changes. They improved the code a little and picked 1 app out of the 5 we've chosen. She is really the best.

I was ready to go back to work on Monday. I was ready to put my career first.

I thought this again not knowing how the next week will go.

Let's just say it was an emotional roller coaster.

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