She thought that walking away was the hardest thing she'd ever do. She didn't know how wrong she was. Living, that was the hardest thing she'll have to do.
Aurora and Gio had a love like no other. They would die for one another if the chips we...
It's been almost a month since I left him. Asleep and alone, I left him.
The thought of how he must have felt waking up alone pains me. The confusion, the loss, and loneliness. It was everything I have felt, every morning, noon and night. The difference is, he didn't see it coming. He probably thought he'd have a chance to say good bye, or talk me out of it. I couldn't take that chance. I know, if I stayed any longer I'd never leave.
A week ago I found a place of my own back in the city. Just on the opposite side of town from the penthouse. I found a job as an assistant in the city by some miracle. That's the only way I could afford my own place. I could've gotten my old job at the store back, but there were too many memories of Gio there. I needed a fresh start.
The sun shining through my windows proves to be a beautiful day. The weather has been getting warmer. A new season, new job, and a new place. If only any of that could make me feel better.
I have gotten better at hiding the pain. I can keep the tears in. I'm able to fake my way through a conversation I care nothing about, and my phony smile is perfection.
My alarm goes off, alerting me that my time for sorrow is over, and I need to get ready for work.
I'm the assistant to the CEO of a big hotel chain. I've been told that I'll be doing the same things I was doing for Gio. Setting up business meetings, scheduling lunches, preparing the board room, and files for meetings, getting him coffee. Same shit different office.
I have yet to meet said boss. I know nothing about him except that he's 32, and his name is John Phillips. I probably should have googled him to get an idea of what I'm in for. But thought hell, let it be a surprise.
I dress in my usual pencil skirt and button up blouse, and black heals. I go easy on the make seeing as how i don't have anyone I want to impress. I run a thick curling iron through my hair leaving it down and a spritz of flower bomb to my neck. Checking the time, of course there isn't enough for coffee. So I just grab my shit and leave. I'm sure they have a coffee maker at the office.
I get a cab outside my apartment. There's no way I'm taking the train on my first day. My luck it'll get stuck in between stations. At least in a cab I can get out and run.
The cab pulls up in front of the building and I give the guy cash, "Keep the change. " Not waiting for his replay I get and walk quick to the revolving doors, getting my work I.d. out incase I get stopped. Thankfully I don't. As I wait with a group of people for the elevator, all I can think is something bad is probably coming my way. I never have this much luck in one day.
As everyone piles in, my assumption comes to life. There's no room for me. A guy offers to wait and let me go, but I wave him off. While I wait for the next one I check out my shoes, making sure there aren't any scuffs or scratches. Out of the corner of my eye a tall man stands next to me a few feet away. He's wearing a Gray three piece suit, with brown leather shoes.
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