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Emeliano's pov

Week 3

My fingers typed away on my laptop's keyboard. Work had piled up for me, the stupid break I took, almost cost me a fortune... But thanks to Piper and Diego always having my back, I was still okay. But through the past week, I had occupied myself with work.

It was the only way to stop myself from thinking about her. I tried to hate her, to feel the intense wave of hatred when I hear her name of even think of her, but it wasn't working- this was different from Camilla's case...

It still felt weird to be without Rebecca, it still hurts to think about her betrayal or whatever it was, happened between the both of us... If there was ever a both of us.

You're doing it again Emeliano... Focus...

My fingers tapped on the backspace key, erasing the rubbish I typed.

I got distracted when I heard a knock on my office door.

Why the hell was Piper knocking? Did she forget about the office line?

"Yes, come in."

My eyes moved up briefly, "Piper, you know I'm busy-"

"You have a visitor." Piper Said.

There was an edge to her voice.

"I'm busy."

When no movement was heard, I looked up at Piper's pale face.

"What's wrong?"

"She's here."

A sharp pain sliced through my chest. I knew it was only a matter of time before- before I see her again- but-

"Emeliano?"

"Send her in."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah..."

You've got this... You've got this. I chanted in my head, over and over again.

My palms started to tear up, my breathing became uneven and it almost felt like I was hyperventilating.

Shortly after Piper left, someone else came in... I couldn't bring myself to look up, but I would recognize the lovely scent of that rose like perfume anywhere anytime.

"Sit." I said, still not looking up. It was her. It was Rebecca, I knew it... The tense silence in the office could be felt from every angle.

My fingers refused to stop typing rubbish, I needed something else to concentrate on. something except Rebecca... The new version of Rebecca.

"I'm beginning to think you're not actually doing anything on that laptop." Her voice halted my stupid attempt to not look at her, my fingers paused, my whole body went stiff. I gulped down, fighting the urge to not let my eyes move to her direction.

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