//Ella's POV//

I sat in my office chair facing the large window. The sun had gone down hours ago and I had stayed to finish up my work- but now I gazed at the twinkling city lights. My fingers rhythmically tapped on the arm rest on their own accord. I closed my eyes and suddenly a pair of marvelous brown eyes invaded my thoughts. His velvety voice rang in my ears and I felt my lips turn upwards on their own accord.

I couldn't understand this feeling. It seemed as if I was being sucked into a portal. The crazy thing was I didn't mind. I should but I don't. This was bad.

Really bad.

Sighing I smoothed my hands over my wavy brown hair and stood up. I looked around my office before walking through the empty building. Everyone had taken off hours ago. There was only a few security guards and janitors rummaging around the building. They nodded to me and wished me a goodnight. My heels clicked across the pavement as I approached my car, the cool wind whipping against my bare legs. I silently drove back to to my little apartment that was located on the quiet sight of town. It was cozy, quaint, and safe.

The elevator took me up to the 7th floor. I stared at my blurry reflection in the doors. I wasn't sure if it was still me. I looked much older. The doors opened and I walked down the hall to the third door on the left. The key had to be wiggled and turned right twice before it finally opened. Precautions never hurt did they I smiled at the thought.
After locking the door behind me I shrugged off my coat before placing it in the closet. My eyes immediately landed on the vase of flowers. George's flowers. The past few days had been extremely chaotic and I didn't realize they were still here. My eyes lingered on the dead hydrangeas and my fists clenched along with my teeth.

They were dead. Exactly how I was inside.

A chuckle escaped my throat. I was so pathetic. He cheated on me. I knew I deserved better but then why was I so heartbroken. A part of me wished he didn't cheat. Was I so undesirable?
All the deception I had faced, the terror, the agonizing pain -he was the one who was honest. He had unknowingly saved me. The hope, the flicker of light in  darkness. I shook my head at her foolishness before grabbing the darn flowers and tossing them into the trash.

After slipping out of my heels and peeling off my dress I stepped into the clear shower. The hot steamy water relaxed my tensed muscles as I stood with my hands pressed against the wall. Grabbing the loofa and shower gel I scrubbed my skin raw until it was slightly pink. The white lines still prominent on my sides and across my back. My fingers brushed over the knotted skin over my hip bone as I pulled up my silky shorts. The scar was surrounded by a tattoo of a Phoenix , just like my father's. The image was burned into my brain. I pulled on the matching silk top to my pajamas and settled into the king size bed only to lie wide awake. The silence and emptiness I heard and felt crawled on my skin. I didn't want to be alone anymore.

I didn't want to isolate myself from the world. I had George. My life was peaceful and everything was at ease. I I did my job effectively and came home to a calm life. Theoretically everything should have worked out-but it didn't. Being attached to George only brought be sorrow . Maybe I didn't quite love him but he was there .
And now I felt my hurt flutter at the sight of him. He was everything George wasn't. The mere sight of him sent me into a frenzy and that made me angry at myself.

Why wasn't I strong enough to be numb?

Sifting through the side table I took out a sleeping pill and swallowed it dry.

They kept the nightmares away.

The following morning I sat up in my bed stretching up my arms. The floor was cold beneath my feet and padded my way into the kitchen for a cup of coffee.

The aroma of coffee wafted throughout the entire apartment. I blew the surface of the steaming cup before sipping it.
The sound of light rustling caught my attention and I slowly put the cup down onto the counter.

My fingers curled around a rolling pin and I slowly approached the front door hearing faint footsteps. I looked through the peephole and saw nothing.
With a deep breath I slowly opened the door and saw-

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing was there.

I heard light breathing and glanced in all directions before stepping back into the apartment.

There wasn't a need to put my home in jeopardy.

The sound of paper sliding caught my attention and my breathing stopped.

I looked down to see a white card with "Ella" carefully written in cursive writing.

What the hell.

I slowly crouched down to pick it up.

My fingers ran over the small card and I found that it actually was a note. The handwriting was familiar but I couldn't exactly place a finger on it.

I slowly opened the note to see what was inside .

"Bella, I'm waiting for you downstairs. I hope you haven't forgotten about the date we have. I don't mean to rush you but we are pressed for time-my apologies. I shall see you soon"

My heart hammered in my chest and there was a stupid grin on my face. I was acting like a damn boy-crazed teen.

Wait

Today is Tuesday.

I face-palmed myself before looking at the time.

It was 9 am.

Who goes on a date at 9 am.

I downed my coffee and hurried into my room. After shuffling through my closet I settled on a silky blue top and a black pencil skirt and black heels.

I combed through my hair with my fingers and put on makeup. Winged eyeliner made my eyes pop and brown lipstick coated my lips.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves I stared at my reflection. Its going to be all right.

After spritzing on some perfume, I grabbed my purse and headed out.

Stay calm.

Stay collected.

And have some fun.

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