Falling for Florence

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Dedicate to Shully_Sylv

Florence and troy were seated in the office. There was a dark grey corner table with wooden legs, and a high back wooden chair on which Troy was seated, an inkjet printer to the right, and a bookshelf to the left.

They were meeting to discuss work, but Florence's mind felt so foggy that she could hardly think. She felt like if she was spinning or the room was moving before her eyes.

She left home without having breakfast and had an argument with her mom about being irresponsible.

Troy was a keen observer. He noted many times she wasn't fine.

She tried to move slowly and carefully, but even that became too much, and eventually, she collapsed, fainting. It was because her balance was impaired.

Troy stood up quickly from his chair. He rushed towards her and tried to wake her up, but it was all in vain. He picked her up from the chair and stared at her face for a few seconds. She looked cute when she was sleeping peacefully. He put her on the sofa to sleep and called the doctor.

While waiting for the doctor, he sat beside her and ran his fingers through her hairs, staring at her face. He didn't know why he was doing this? but he couldn't control himself. He was worried about her, it was clearly shown on his face.

After the check-up, the doctor told him that there was nothing serious, just that her blood pressure was low.

After ten minutes, she woke up and asked him about what happened.

"Your blood pressure was very low. When did you last eat?" He informed her, and asking a question at the same time.

"Last night..." she answered and tried to stand up, however, Troy told her to lay down for a while.

She was thinking about how she was here on the sofa instead of the chair, realizing that Troy actually carried her here. She stared at his face for a second, and he stared back. Looking away, he ordered some food and juice for her. She, again, took a glimpse, finding him still looking at her.

"Why are you confusing me?" Florence asked.

His PA brought juice and food for her, put it on the table, and then left. She refused to eat, wanting him to answer her question. He stood up and gave the juice to her. "At least, drink this, good girl," Troy spoke.

"Does it make you feel good to confuse me?" She interrogated, taking a sip of her juice.

As she finished her juice, she stood up. She wanted to leave, but he grasped her hand.

"How dare you?!" she burst, exploding with anger.

"I dare very easily. I'll do what I want; just try it out," he chuckled.

"You'll regret this," she warned and tried to free her hand, but he wouldn't let go.

"Only time will tell you. Now let me know, what's the problem? What's the reason for your worrying?" He asked as softly as he could, letting go of her hand as gently as he could.

"Sharing my problems with you is just a waste of time and energy. You'll never understand because our life policy doesn't match. We both are from really different planets," She walked a few steps to the left.

"It seems like you have enough anger on our planet," he curved the corner of his lips and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"It's crystal clear. Sometimes, I feel really helpless," she yelled.

"Sometimes, I also feel helpless, too. It's life. Ups and downs are a part of it," he tried to calm her down.

"Don't try and compare yourself to me, at least I am not like you," she left without waiting for his reply.

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Aurora was sitting alone on the sofa that laid on the lawn, crying for the past thirty minutes. There was a rectangular table, brown chairs and one high back chair of grey colour. She had a file on her lap and reread it for about twenty times. Mom entered the home. She was quietly staring at her. She came closer to Aurora.

"Is everything alright? You did not even greet me? What happened? Why are you crying?" Mom asked as she took a glimpse of her face, quickly becoming worried. She came closer and sat with her, wiping her tears.

"Mom, you have done something very wrong to me?" Aurora complained as another tear fell from her eye.

"What? What have I done?" Mom asked suspiciously. Her mind became a blur, she failed to understand Aurora.

"Stop it, mom. You've betrayed me. You've distanced yourself from me when you needed me the most." Aurora tried to hold in her tears.

"No, I didn't do anything of the sort," Mom said in confusion.

"If you can't tell the truth, then please remain quiet, at least let me vent out my anger," Aurora yelled, bursting with anger, and was being rude for the first time in her life. Mom failed to understand the reason, though. After a few moments of silence, Aurora spoke, "I know about your sickness."

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Hey!

So finally Aurora knows about illness, what you think? What will happen next? Any idea.
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