I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Forty Three

It was after nine in the morning, and I still hadn't gotten out of bed.

I felt like I needed to rest, though I didn’t fully understand why.

After everything that had happened last night, I had completely broken down. Mordechai had been there for me, quietly and patiently.

He didn't ask anything more about my past or push me to explain. He just let me sleep on his couch, wrapped in enough blankets to survive a winter storm, and for the first time in a long while, I felt safe.

The next morning, he drove me home, and I told Devin everything. His surprise mirrored my own, I hadn't expected Mordechai to hug me, to dry my tears, to show such gentleness.

That night, he had seemed like a completely different person from the arrogant, self-centered boss I thought I knew.

I realized then that everyone carries more than one side to their personality, and perhaps, just perhaps, some sides are worth discovering.

He gave me that day and today off. I will be returning to work tomorrow and I don't really know how to feel about it. I was going to face him again and I didn't know if he told anyone about what I told him.

I don't really think he will it's just, I don't want anyone else to know from those that already did.

I was also wondering if he was going to get back to his old arrogant self and pretend nothing ever happened or just be how he was two days ago. I'm not sure I was ready for either of those sides to him.

Here I was just laying in bed thinking away at the future which I had no control over. If I wasn't good at anything at least I was good at overthinking.

I sat up and reached for my phone on the table. I went to my messages and a smile sprung to my face when I saw one from Mordechai. I opened it and just stared at the message for a good few seconds before replying.

'How are you feeling today?'

'I'm fine," I replied back before holding the phone to my chest and turning onto my side.

Was there a possibility that he actually liked me? Will there even be a chance for us if he did? His dad certainly wants him to get married to some high status woman and not some assistant who used to dance for money.

I was thinking way too much. I threw the covers off my body and got up. The bed was calling me back but I ignored it and went to the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror and saw that I had eyebags and my hair was a complete mess. I brushed my teeth and left the bathroom. I didn't even glance at the bed as I left the room.

Devin wasn't here so it was just me and my uncontrolled thoughts. I went to the kitchen and a paper on the fridge door caught my eye. I slowly took it off feeling a bit uneasy because why would Devin leave a note when he told me he was leaving?

I opened it. My breath immediately hitched.

'Nice place, Vanessa. Don't worry, you'll be in mine soon. It's much nicer. As soon as I get rid of the people around you, especially that guy who took you from me. See you soon, love.'

I crumpled the note and looked around.

I didn't think Zed was here. He would have come straight to my room. My chest tightened with anger and fear because I knew that even after I escaped he would still find me, no matter where I ran.