The Arranged Deal✅ |COMPLETED|

Shattered beyond repair.

~~~Steve's POV ~~~

Yes. I wanted to break her. Break her so that she is weak and I hate her. I was using this... what do we call it, yeah Insta-something account of Rick. Llan had been posting their pictures everyday and sure as hell they were enjoying. She was smiling in all the pictures. I couldn't help feeling burnt. This feeling was like acid pouring down my throat, through my chest. Immediately, I found my jaw and fists clenched.
I'd thought she was lucky for me. I don't deny that all the times that we had those family breakfasts and she smiled, I had good days.

But this time, I don't know what was wrong. I just couldn't concentrate. The moment I blinked, I felt her face flash before my eyes. The same adorable smile that she gave me when she shielded my eyes from the rain that evening in LA. I'd never thought that a simple drench in the rain could ever be so soothing. But it was. I tried to be angry with her when she noticed that I was in a good mood. But still. That night, our talk, I'd never felt that calm. At least I don't remember.

Words?
She is adorable. She is.
I said as I looked at my lock screen where her picture had replaced Gab's. She was pouting with eyes tight shut. Her hands formed a cheese pose on both the sides of her face and she tried to look like a cat. I knew that it was clicked before we got married due to the date when it was posted.

Are you stalking her?
No. I was stalking Llan.

But the pictures are hers.

Stalking! Her.
I sat upright on my chair. I'd done enough work for the day. It was half past eleven. I loosened my tie and locked the door.
Checking her account, I saw that she was not very active but still, there were pictures.

In the first picture, she was sitting cross legged, hands on her lap, looking sideways and smiling pensively.
It was a cliff sort of place.

It was captioned: When something is not going away, even if you've tried enough, believe me, it's meant to be there.💫✨

I saved the picture but didn't scroll more. I was confused.
This woman is so confusing. I can't understand her.
^^^
My alarm went off later than I had expected. Actually, I hadn't slept all night. All I did was think about what she'd be feeling. It looked as if my words affected me more than her. My words resonated in my ears and her silence spoke hell lot of things. The calmness in her voice was mistaken. She was not calm. I know. She was angry. She had every reason to be. But I also had reason to be offended. I needed to make it clear to myself that she is no one to me. Nothing to me.

Guess what?

Huh! I failed. Rather, I accepted the truth. I accept she is something, well a lot of things to me.

Another thing that repelled my sleep away was another picture of them. Llan and Miss Stanford.
They were hugging each other in the same way as they had when Llan had arrived that day. The moment I closed my eyes I saw them. I didn't like the feeling. I was going wild. I was going mad. I was getting frustrated. I wanted to do something, something which would get my mind off her. Good times, I thought about her, bad times, I thought about her. What the hell was wrong with me?

A few loud agitated groans and a cold bath later, I rushed to work. I'd covered up quite much in the five places I'd visited in the last eight days. I just had to wrap up and head to another city today.
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It was evening time when I received a call. It was a super excited Rick. "Boss, the ******* called. Meeting tomorrow, two in the afternoon." He yelled.
What?
"Are you serious?"
"I am." He said.
"Fine."
I got you Dwayne.
That was the idiot I had shouted on her about.