Chapter Forty Seven- Third Person

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🎵Treat You Better🎵

Chyna's POV

I fold my lips as I parked the car rather slowly. So far my morning had not been a good one, I woke up to flat tire only to discover that I had suffered a puncture earlier on.

Well then, bad luck seems quite fond of me.

The moment I switched my car off someone parked facing me. I stared until I discovered that this was actually Sasha's car.

It has surely been a while since she drove that one.

I applied my moisture to my skin, NY eyes falling on the dark circles under my eyes. Well I can surely thank Kenton for that, we argued the entire time he stayed in my apartment.

I laughed at the reflection of our argument. There was nothing wrong with me expressing how I felt about this romance.

Eventually I will no longer enjoy this romance and so will he.

Sasha was practically forced out of her car, her heels in her hands. I stared wide eyed because that only concluded one thing.

Her boyfriend was the one driving her car. I balled my fist, how could she allow him to treat her like this?

She said nothing as the car drove off slowly, Sasha making her way indoors after her heels were on her feet. I reached for my very own pair, my eyes on the dash.

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There was a gentle knock on my door, my eyes falling on the door. I closed the paper folder, my pen tapping the desk lightly.

"Come in" I instructed only for Zedd to enter and close the door behind him. I stood with my pen raised.

"Don't worry, I'm here to suggest something serious" he told me and I narrowed my eyes at him in a playful manner.

"And you seem to take a woman's body quite serious" I teased and he saddened as he took a seat. My eyes resemembled his immediately, it was never like Zedd to be sad.

He was the reason each and everyone of us in this building had something to laugh about. I sat next to him, my eyes on my shoes.

"You are worried about her as well?" I asked and he stared right at me.

"Actually I want to get her out of the situation" he told me and I toyed with my nails for a minute.

"She is stubborn and forgive my stupidity for saying this but she loves that man" I told him. He made what I assumed to be a pained face.

"Don't remind me Chyna" he hissed and I placed my hair behind my ear.

"How will you get her to leave?" I asked because that made me quite curious. Sasha was one really though cracker, how would he really get her to leave?

I'm quite sure many have tried.

"Well I am going to express how I feel about her" he told me and I nodded.

"Yes I have really thought on that. We are her coworker's but the care we hold goes beyond that. Sasha deserves better than that and she needs to see. We should help her do that" I stated firmly.

"Chyna..."

"The man resembles the kind of guy that I would run from at the shopping mall" I carried on.

"I think..."

"If he has been doing this for the entire relationship I am really disappointed in her" the moment I said that there was knock on my door.

I stood, Kenton making his entrance the moment the door opened.

"Look about last night..."

"It's fine!" I squealed immediately, Kenton didn't even spare a glance to find out if I was alone.

"No Chyna the way I behaved was unacceptable. You are right to express your feelings but what I assure you is that I will never break your heart. You are free to leave if I hurt you in any way" he told me as he touched my cheek.

Before I could even predict his lips were on my own. I tried speaking but he mistook that for a moan, his body moving into my own.

He stared down at me, my lips landing on his ear.

"I was trying to tell you Zedd is right behind you" I told him and the man went stiff in my arms.

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