"Yeah. I'm going into the office." She said, an idea suddenly popping into her head as she spoke. She hesitated, but after a second long pep talk, she spat it out. "Wanna meet us and grab some breakfast?" "Breakfast?" She nodded her head, knowing fully well that he couldn't see her.
"Yeah." As she waited for his answer, she bit down on her lower lip and tapped her finger on her thigh.
"Mhm, that sounds like a great plan." He responded, and just like that, she felt the air in her lungs return. "Would it be okay for me to pick you up from the office?"
"Yeah, yeah that can work."
"Alright. Two hours, would that be okay?"
"Yes, that would be perfect."
"Alright. Leonica whispered and cut the call, looking at the screen and sighing.
"What are you doing?" She asked herself, her brows furrowing and her finger pressing against her temple.
She was doing it again, letting a man into her life. But then again, Owen wasn't just any man.
She knew him.
He wasn't Gabriel, he was different, and she wasn't going to let her past experiences dictate her life.
"Letting yourself go, is a good thing." She reminded herself, looking at her reflection. "You can't live forever, afraid of being hurt. That's no way to live. If you keep doing that, you're gonna lose people. People that matter."
She shook her head and turned away from the mirror, heading downstairs for breakfast, which she didn't intend to stay long for.
"Good morning, Ms. Romero." Grace greeted and placed a plate in front of her, a cup of freshly brewed tea beside it.
"Good morning." She replied, picking up the cup and taking a sip, the warm liquid instantly warming her.
As she ate, her phone buzzed again. She picked it up and groaned when seeing it was a message from Kennedy.
She opened it.
[Ms Romero, there's a problem]
narrowed the message and she placed her cup down,
1, using both hands to type a response.
[What is it, Kennedy?
passed before Kennedy replied. [Earlier this week, you had requested 1 do a background check on
up by the eerie feeling she had been
the rest of Kennedy's words had taken quite a
few seconds went by. A minute, two minutes and yet no
She texted again,
Kennedy couldn't bring himself to type
wasn't as bad as she was making it
anxiousness growing more and more. With one
dinner." She instructed as she stood up, grabbed her keys and headed for
day, ma'am." Grace
Kennedy still hasn't replied and the
time she arrived at the office, there was yet to be a reply and Kennedy wasn't waiting for her
of going straight to her office, she
"Good morning Ms. Romero."
find out if Rennedy's arrived at work?" She
her computer. "According to the security
to work today. I'm sick, I apologize.]
standing a few feet away, his gaze hard and cold as
pair of eyes watching
away
she saw Stuart walk away, his steps slow and steady as he disappeared around a corner in a sluggish way
Romero, Is everything okay?"
the direction where Stuart had walked off in, and then back
care of, inform me if
some part of her told her that
and Leonica hurried off in the same direction where
before he walked off.
her with a simile on his lips b Her eyes twitched at his action. For a few seconds, she remained rooted in her spot, wondering what he was doing Leading her on? Where and why? She wanted to know the answer to those questions,
ignored them
him, the more
more her anxiety y rose and the faster her heart
storage room, a place Leonica never liked visiting, the door
deep
room, boxes upon boxes of files stacked everywhere and a small couch placed
and searched, finding nothing out of place not even Stuart was present. Yet she was sure he had
hadn't hallucinated the entire
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