Begin Again

Chapter Twenty Four

"Morning breaks, take my hand. Wide awake with arms wide open. Catch your breath, walk this way. No regrets on New Year's Day."

Salomé's P.O.V.

Looking back at the events on Christmas Eve at Trevon's house, as I was packing away the last few materials in my office for the new year, to now, I realised that since then that our relationship was still very much professional to the oblivious, however there would be occasional humour that could be considered flirting. Although I really didn't want to consider it as that as I needed to focus on myself and the new year. New year, new me. I used to hate that quote because it was something that would be said by everybody who ended up carrying on their same characteristics from the year before. But in my case, it really was new year new me.

Sighing, I slumped into my office chair, feeling bittersweet. Pleased that I was able to sort my belongings just before work started, so I was one of the only people in the building, leaving me with less distractions. Trevon. Who, surprisingly, hadn't shown his face yet. Another feeling that was stirring in the pit of my stomach was guilt. I had been working in the company for just over half a year, yet I was lying my butt off; not only to the company's records, Mrs V and Trevon, but to myself also.

How long was I supposed to keep up this 'Kelly Best' charade? I refused to allow this act to continue further on to a point where somebody got hurt. Who was I kidding? Someone was bound to. Whether that was Mrs V and Trevon feeling betrayed at my dishonesty, me being fired from this excellent job for lying, or in an even worse case scenario being reported to the police for my fraudulent act.

With my head resting in the palm of my hands, I weighed the options in my mind of whether to tell Trevon the truth about my identity or continue to lie in his face. If I told him the truth a huge weight would be lifted off my shoulders, but it would mean he would know my past, which would've definitely affected, if not ruined, whatever our relationship was. If I carried on lying, on the other hand, I would continue to feel this underlying feeling of guilt, and I didn't want that.

The shrill sound of my ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts, and reaching out to my phone, I saw that it was my sister.

"Hey hey hey!"

I ran a hand through my hair, chuckling lightly at her optimism.

"Hey, cutie, what's up?"

"Nothing much, sister. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come with me to Grace's place tonight for the new year."

"I'd love to, honey, but I can't. I've got work and late night stuff to do at the office so-"

"You're working on New Year's Eve? What kind of boss do you have?"

"It's not his his deciding, I don't want to intrude in your evening with Gracey." I giggled, dragging out her name.

"Oh please, you won't be!" She insisted, laughing along with me. "Wait wait... If you're going to be in the office, that mean he will be there as well, won't he?"

"Who?" I asked, feigning innocence, even though I knew exactly who she was talking about.

"Your darling boss," She replied, sarcastically. "I can't believe you kissed!"

Yes, I told her. She's my sister, after all.

"I can't believe it either," I sighed, resting back onto my chair. "But I can't lie, Rach, it felt so good! Good isn't even the word for it. I don't know whether it's because it's been a while for me, or because he's genuinely a dazzling kisser, but if his phone didn't ring, then I really don't know how far we would've gone."