chapter two: home calls

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   "One two three, kick! One two three, kick!"the trainer inside the flat screen tv yelled

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"One two three, kick! One two three, kick!"the trainer inside the flat screen tv yelled.

Sage in her living room trying so bad to copy her moves, tired she kick her leg mid way in the air too exhausted to go high.

It was Sage's off day, something she rarely got. She was happy though it meant time to dedicate on working out or at least trying to work out. Ever since the big move Sage has been lazy and unhealthy. She eaten out way too many times in a week and she barely works her limbs beside when she's at work, but on normal day she usually in her office sitting down.

Pressing pause she shut the trainer up and plopped down on the couch.

Sage's apartment was pretty quiet, granted she did live alone and had one friend, which was Janise one of the many employees in the marketing department.

Seeing that her and Janise have never actually hanged outside of work, she usually spends her off days sulking into a bowl of popcorn watching her shows. Today was different, she wanted to take her mind off of Justice and his how he spoke to her in the board room.

It rubbed her the wrong way and it made feel so less than. She hated the fact that she couldn't even have a civilized conversation with Justice. His pain she created still lingered and for that she knew she shouldn't expect any less on the way he treats her.

Back in college Sage learned the true meaning of what love was and after what happened it was like all her happiness, love, everything was snatched away. Justice iced her out, people who knew them hated her and even those who didn't know her had something to say.

However, as much as she hurt him Justice never spoke ill on her. Anyone who asked him what happened would get a mumble of an answer that wasn't the actual truth.

That's why she was shocked by how he spoke to her. Then again he is a change man she realized.

Thinking again of college and how he really never dragged her name through mud like most ex's do once they've been wronged.

Whether that was for his benefit or hers, she was thankful nonetheless. She finished school with her head down ashamed and disgusted with herself. It was only the ending of law school that she truly forgave herself for all that happened and the part she played in it all.

Looking around her empty apartment she sighed, despite feeling excited about the change in her life she couldn't help but too feel sadden.

No friends, no family and no Justice. Her life was just consumed with work and stalking Justice with her eyes.

"I'm pathetic,"she muttered picking at a lint on her yoga pants.

Hearing her phone go off she looked down at her coffee table seeing it was her sister Ivy, she pondered if she wanted to talk.

Basing her decision on boredom, she clicked answered. "Hey girl!"she cheered through the other end.

Ivy slapped her lips together annoyed, "Don't hey me bitch, I've been trying to call you since yesterday."

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