Gilliam POV
There are so many things I want to talk about but I know she won't hear it now. Mostly I want to say sorry. Sorry for everything.
"As you say Ms. Roger's let's talk about project."
She started her presentation about renovation my office building. It was really good. After the end of it she asked if I liked it.
"No." I only said. I don't know why but I said 'no'. The presentation was not just good but the best I could ever see.
"What? What you didn't like?" she asked me as if someone push her from top to bottom.
"Who made this worthless plan?" I asked in fake anger but for other it may be real.
"Me. I.... I made this plan." she said to me with disappointment.
"God I am such an idiot..." I thought in my head. Before I could say anything or even a sorry she spoke about showing other plans and left her cabin.
I took the file where she had printed a rough copy of her plan and started to study it. In past I know she study architecture. We both went to the same university where I was in engineering and she in architect. But I never knew she was this good as I never allow her to do jobs. She was to stay at ours home and be homemaker. I was to make money as she was to make our home. She stayed at home alone and I went out and away for work but in the process of making money I went further away from her.
She came back in the cabin with some files and plans sketches with her. And started to present it to me as she show the sketches. As she completed, she looked at me to see any response.
"Stacy about all this 3 plans, the 1st one was better. And about 1st plan can you make it little like a office instead of a hotel? It's good but not what I am looking for." I replied kindly to her. I just need a reason to see her again. I know that she won't listen to me today but if I keep pestering her she would at least give me a chance. And that's all I need right now, a chance to be with her again.
The last time when I divorced her, I was too confused about our relationship or I can say I was made confused by certain someone who was once my trusted person. I trusted that person more than I trusted my relationship, more than my love, my life, my Stacy. Me being the one who earn money started to look down on my wife who stayed at home. And that person took advantage of that situation and got my mind infected with doubts about us, mostly about her.
"Can you tell me what do you really want? I can think better if I have any idea of what you want?" she said to me in a professional tone. I know she means business and nothing else. But I won't let her go.
"Stacy, look, I can make my office as advanced as anyone can want but not this dreamy. Dreamy is for people to rest not work. I want some that will be comfortable for my employees but also for their work."
After so long time I finally found her and I am not going to loss her again. I only know how my life has been after I lost her. I have always wished to have her back and now that I have been granted by my wish, I am not going to let it down.
She nodded as she asked for some time for it, to which I definitely said OK.