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Chapter 5: Getting Back (Will)

The life that i had two years ago was coming back to me in bits and pieces. It was reviving. My old life was reviving. I got back to work.  Started to work out.  Started to live life as a normal businessman. I started to work again. It usually was very tiring and exhausting. I couldn't give Louisa much time. She said she wanted to work too so she used to go and work at the florists. That woman loved flowers you see especially sunflowers She was extremely happy when she was around flowers and all.

I was happy she actually kept herself occupied. She would actually get bored . We usually used to meet at night. I used to be more tired than her. And i actually used to go directly to sleep. I couldn't help it. Work was extremely tiring. My daily routine was to get up early go to work come back and be babysitted by Louisa. Literally!. Atleast that was what usually happend. I used to come back home. She used to keep all my clothes and everything ready for me to freshen up. I usually used to resist going to freshen up but she used to force me . After struggling in taking a shower. I used to go to my bed and fall like a human corpse. Louisa used to usually feed me,like i was a two year old. She used to help me out with keeping myself in shape when the pressure was actually less. But as the pressure at work increased , i was unable to meet her like i used to before .

Getting back to normal was tiring. Plus Louisa wasn't always there at home. She used to go to her house directly from the florist. I used to get a bit irritated and upset of not seeing her. And my mother used to observe this. When i was paralyzed i didn't actually work so much. Basically i couldn't work, because my arms and legs wouldn't let me. Suddenly getting back to all that pressure was tiring.

"If you get so irritated and agitated at not seeing her at your place when you come back,why not bring her to your place permanently?". My mother asked me .
"You think i don't want that mother?. I completely understand what you mean and i want it too. But now is not the right time to ask all this". I replied.
"So when will be the right time son?".
She asked again.
"Soon". I replied.
"I need to completely adapt being my Normal self first ". I continued .
As the work pressure on me rose, it became next to impossible for me to take out some time for myself. I was the heir to the Traynor Industries after all. My father started sending me to all important​ business meets and presentations. He wanted me to be completely ready. I saw less of Louisa as the days passed. We usually used to talk on the phone.

But still not seeing her in the flesh and infront of me was a bit depressing. Still i hoped to see her soon enough.