Y/N POV

Now two months have passed since my accident and I feel great. Things are going very well with Tom, just like at work. We are a real dream team. We can rely on each other and the best feeling is being able to call him my boyfriend. The only thing that is still complicated is my relationship with my brother. He still thinks that Tom is the same as he was a few months ago. But I don't want to cling to it. 

Right now I am lying next to the man who stole my heart. Today is Saturday and I can't describe how happy I am that it's the weekend. It's been a really busy week, especially for Tom. He's been going from one meeting to another and if I hadn't reminded him that he's something once in a while, he would have forgotten about it too. Since I wanted to let him continue sleeping, I slowly get up and get ready in the bathroom. I take a closer look at myself in the mirror and you can see how good this relationship is doing me.

Freshly finished, I go down to the kitchen where I meet Isabella. "Good morning Y/n, what would you like for breakfast?" she asks me, but before I could answer I hear Tom talking on the phone in the living room. I give Isabella a quick sign to wait a moment and go into the living room. "Why wasn't I told about this earlier?" he says sourly. I wonder what the problem will be. Did I forget to tell him something? "Alright, I'll be there, but this will not happen again, do we have an understanding there!"

He hangs up and goes through his hair stressed. "Is everything alright?", I ask him and snuggle into his chest. "Good morning princess. Yes everything is fine," he greets me and gives me a kiss on the temple. "It didn't sound so good though. You don't have to lie to me.", I look up at him and his look tells me he is considering telling me. "I was invited to an annual fundraiser, but they forgot to inform me about it."

"But today is Saturday, you should get some rest. Besides, we haven't had togetherness in a long time." I say to him and slowly stroke his arm. "I know baby. I attend this gala every year and it wouldn't be so good if I didn't show up because we brag about it everywhere we attend. I would, however, be very happy if you were my date." While I'm a little sad that we won't be able to enjoy Saturday in a relaxed way, I still do something good.

"Gladly I come with you, but the morning we spend together, right?", hoping that we have at least a little time together still. "Actually, I was still going to the office to work off the stuff I couldn't get done yesterday." A slap in the face. I pull away from his arms and look at him uncomprehendingly. "You promised me yesterday that we would do something together!" he tries to take my hand but I pull it away. "Baby come on. You know how busy I am. You must be able to understand that, right?", uncomprehending I look at him.

"Alright, do whatever you want. Go work, then I'll find someone to spend time with!", I bitch at him. I put on my jacket and grab my bag and leave the house. I can still hear Tom calling my name, but I ignore it. I quickly get into my car and drive off. I just drive off. Arriving in the middle of New York, the streets are very crowded at that time, so I decide to stop at a café. How can Tom always think about work? Of course I understand that he is the CEO of the company, but he also has a private life. We talked yesterday about spending the weekend together. When I arrived at the café, I ordered a tea and sat down by the window. I take my cell phone out of my pocket and see that Tom has written to me.

Tommy: Baby, where are you?

Tommy: Y/n I'm sorry. Let's talk about it

Tommy: Please come home and we will have a nice morning.

I ignore his messages and text Grace to see if she has time to talk. In the last few days I have written with her more often and we get along great. Fortunately, she also says yes to me relatively quickly. Normally, when I think about it, I don't get angry so quickly, but that Tom just breaks his promise from Friday really made me angry.

After half an hour, I see Grace come into the café and smile at me. "Hey," she greets me and gives me a hug. "I was surprised that you wrote to me for a spontaneous meeting. You usually have everything planned out, don't you?" she says. She is right about that. Working with Tom, my schedule is pretty full. "Hm. Tom and I had a little fight and I wanted to get out of the house," I tell her and she looks at me understandingly. "I understand that, of course."

Grace was very easy to talk to because she always listens to you and doesn't cut you any slack. I'm glad my brother met someone like her. "How is he?", I ask her. I do care about my brother, however, I am still hurt. "He is still very sorry for what he said. But how long do you think until you have completely forgiven him will it take?" How long will it take for me to completely forgive him? That's a good question, but is it even possible to answer such a question? It takes time, especially when your brother calls you a bitch.

"I don't know. The words he said to me are not easy to take, not because I've never heard such words from other people. At a party or something, but it came from my brother," I try to explain to her so she can begin to understand how I mean it. "I see what you mean, only there's nothing he can do that will speed up the whole process a bit?" i take a deep breath and exhale, looking at Grace. I understand her wanting to help us, but we're old enough to handle it ourselves. "Grace..." but she looks at me pleadingly. "Alright. I want Harrison to notice that Tom has changed. The best thing would be for the two of them to meet. When he finally realizes that Tom has changed, I'll forgive him."

With a quick nod she agrees with me and so the topic was finished and we could talk about something else.