Poles apart (Cate Blanchett x Rooney Mara)

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A/n: This chapter is purely Therese's POV, on the other hand. Time to jump in!

(Long chapter)
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It's been a month since I've tried to contact Carol... last time I tried an attempt, I could only hear the sorrowful breathing of her voice. I ached for her to say something, to reassure me... but that was out the window when the line went dead.

I wanted to know if I did something wrong for her to leave me like that, but in some regards I knew she had her reasons.
Reasons.... Something we tell ourselves to feel better about the situation, how terribly wrong was I.
On the bright side Dannie got through his friend and I now work at the times, something I wished for, worked for- earned.

I was standing in a room; a room full of men, wasn't being stared at which was lovely. I just blended in like furniture, that part quite baffles me... how us ladies, women, we can be in a room full of other gals and be worshipped and loved.
If you were a girl's- girl's.

On the other hand for men, you could be their prey, their meal... or just stay put, not speak and just blend in. I chose to blend in and only stand out when the time was right... The only correct way to work the game of this cruel excruciating world.

Writing on my clipboard that resided in my grasp or ever so putting my input in for a photo when asked a question in the cubicle.

"Belivet!" My head instantly shot up when my name was called. Was my clothes to revealing? Was I doing something wrong? I dreaded for the answer. Making my way over to the clerk he sticks his hand out- looking down there was an envelope.
Glancing back up I took it from him "It was hand delivered" He informed.

I smiled at him and he was gone, disappeared into the crowd of work, of men.

Returning to my own renown desk, the envelope just staring at me; waiting for it's contents to be snatched apart and consumed like a cheetah who was stalking it's next meal. The sweat on my palms forming, my leg bouncing with a mind of its own.
The anxiety sure as hell kicked in- I opened the envelope swiftly...

It was from her, she wants to see me. After so many days, weeks, a month; she finally wants to see me. My heart longed for this- awaited for this moment until reality slapped me hard reminding me what had happened... that letter Abby gave to me at the diner, it crushed my soul, a soul I never knew I had. The spark in me that day didn't go out.

It merely just dimmed itself, waiting for God knows what. Funny how love works.
"Ritz Tower Hotel, 6:30 this evening"
Is what was asked of me, half of me didn't want to go, the other however. Did.

I wanted to see her; to be able to look into those reassuring eyes of hers. Eyes that held so many secrets she wouldn't dare say out loud, you just had to dig for it.

Six-thirty rolled around fast and every second was eating me alive, barking at me like dogs who couldn't be controlled.
I entered the hotel that I was asked to attend, thankfully I was well put together. Guess I learned a thing or two from something or rather someone.

Shown to my table I sat down anxiously waiting for her, my breathing uneasy and my heart beating fast like a stallion galloping a race, like someone beating the roots of a drum.
Then those familiar steps could be heard, tensing up without even knowing or realising.
There she was... entering my peripheral vision out the corner of my eyes.

"I wasn't sure you'd come... it's nice of you to see me" She directed towards me smiling.

Warmed my heart to see her do that, to see her at least the tiniest bit of happy especially with all the shit she's going through.
Even though I was thrilled to see her I couldn't display like I wished for a moment like this, I had to uphold myself. Couldn't be soft and tender how I was before... I wasn't the same girl I was on that trip- I changed...
Rather for the greater or good, hopefully the greater.