Nunew accidentally crashes CEO Zee Pruk Panich's car when working as a valet. He expects Zee to make him pay back the cost of damages but the young businessman has another arrangement in mind.
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I sighed as my eyes scanned the computer screen, already feeling a headache coming on from the amount of work that had piled up while I was away. Clicking my inbox, I quickly read through my emails. Most were about the new branch overseas. Some were from my hotel downtown. None of them were very important. Not when all I could think about was what it meant to be home. How I'd have to take the next step, whether I was ready to or not.
I'd thought about it the entire train ride back to the city. It'd been an interesting experience to sit in the near empty cable car. I hadn't ever ridden on public transportation before. There'd never been a need and in all honesty, I'd never felt curious enough to try. Normally I would have taken my car to go find Nunew but this time it would have only caused complications.
I knew my father was still a lingering presence in my life. Even though he'd all but left me alone since our last confrontation, his threat still hung like a weight over my head, ready to crush me at any moment.
I'd asked my secretary to find out whatever information she could about Nunew. His background. His friends. Any possible lead as to where he might have gone after disappearing from my life. She'd been able to track down his references which led her to a small rural town a few hours outside of the city. To be honest, the word small was being a bit generous. The town had one main street and no grocery stores.
I knew if I had taken my car there it would have only brought attention. That was the last thing I needed.
I was running from a fake engagement, pursuing a lover who may not have even wanted me, leaving behind the life of a well respected businessman. The headlines could write themselves. It would have been chaos if the media found out. Worse if people in the town recognized me and posted pictures on social media. If that were to have happened, I'd have little to no control over the story.
I sat back in my leather chair, my hands coming to rest at the back of my neck as I stretched. Thankfully the town was quieter than I had thought it would be. And the train ride had proven to be successful. I'd gone there and back without anyone noticing.
Still, I couldn't help the nervous feeling that somehow my father knew. Even in my desperation to find Nunew, I'd tried my best to be careful. But had it been enough?
Letting my arms fall, I glanced at my phone. The screen was black as it sat on my desk. I grabbed it before swiping it open. There weren't any new messages. I hadn't expected any. We'd talked this morning and I was sure he was busy.
I opened the message app, my pulse pounding as I read his text.
I miss you.
Just three words yet my blood was racing. How could such a simple sentiment make the strings in my chest so damn tight? My ribcage was pulled so taut, I felt as if I couldn't breath. He missed me. It'd only been a day and he fucking missed me.
