Chapter Seventeen

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RACHEL'S POV

I watched as Leon walked out of the office, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Emily. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Why did he have to fall for her? Why couldn't he see me, the one who had been by his side all these years?

As his assistant, I had grown accustomed to being invisible, to blending into the background. But the truth was, I had feelings for Leon. Feelings I had kept hidden, even from myself, for far too long.

I sighed and began to pack up my things, my mind wandering back to the conversation I had with Leon earlier. He was so smitten with Emily, and I couldn't blame him. She was charming and beautiful, with a spark that drew people to her.

But I knew Leon, knew his quirks and habits, knew what made him tick. And I couldn't help but feel that Emily was just a passing infatuation, a distraction from the real issues he needed to face.

As I left the office, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach. I didn't want to see Leon get hurt, but a part of me couldn't help but hope that he would realize his feelings for Emily were fleeting.

I walked home, lost in thought, wondering what the future held for Leon and me. Would he ever see me in a different light, or was I doomed to remain his invisible assistant forever?

As I opened the door to my apartment, I was greeted by the familiar sight of my cat, Luna, curled up on the couch. I smiled, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me.

I sat at my computer, my eyes scanning the files I had compiled on Emily. I had been digging into her past, searching for something, anything, that could be used to sabotage her relationship with Leon.

Why did he have to fall for her? Why couldn't he see me, the one who had been by his side all these years?

I sighed, my mind racing with jealousy. I knew I had to be careful, couldn't let Leon suspect what I was doing. But I couldn't help myself, I had to know more about Emily.

As I scrolled through the files, I stumbled upon something interesting. A mention of Emily's mother, a woman with a troubled past. I leaned in, my heart racing with excitement.

This could be it, the secret that would ruin Emily's chances with Leon.

I began to dig deeper, my fingers flying across the keyboard. I would uncover everything, no matter how small, and use it to my advantage.

Leon deserved better than Emily, and I was the one who could show him that.

I spent the next few hours digging deeper into Emily's mother's past, uncovering a web of secrets and scandals. I couldn't believe what I was finding - Emily's mother had been involved in some shady dealings, and it seemed like Emily might be hiding something too.

I leaned back in my chair, a triumphant smile spreading across my face. This was it, the ammunition I needed to take down Emily and win Leon's heart.

But as I began to organize my findings, a nagging voice in the back of my mind started to speak up. Was I really doing the right thing? Was sabotaging Emily's relationship with Leon worth risking my own integrity?

I pushed the doubts aside, focusing on my goal. I would show Leon the truth about Emily, and he would finally see me in a different light.

Just as I was about to pack up and leave, my phone buzzed. It was Leon, asking me to meet him for coffee the next day. My heart skipped a beat - this was my chance to reveal what I had found, to show him that Emily wasn't the perfect woman he thought she was.

I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of anticipation. Tomorrow was going to be a very interesting day.

I closed my laptop, satisfied with the progress I had made. It was getting late, and I needed to wind down before bed.

I got up from my desk and began my night routine, starting with a warm bath to relax my muscles. As I soaked in the tub, I thought about the next day's plan. I would meet Leon for coffee and casually bring up my findings, watching his reaction closely.

After my bath, I put on a cozy pair of pajamas and made myself a cup of herbal tea. I sat on the couch, sipping my tea and scrolling through my phone. I saw a text from my best friend, asking about my day. I filled her in on the latest developments, leaving out the juicier details.

As I finished my tea, I felt my eyelids getting heavy. I got ready for bed, climbing under the covers and snuggling into my pillow. I thought about Leon one last time, wondering how he would react to the news.

With a contented sigh, I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the possibilities tomorrow might bring.

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