Begging For A Reconciliation

Leah lifted a faint smile. Whenever someone mentioned Ian, she thought about Han as well.

She was reminded of the scene he made in the office earlier; she had never seen him so angry in the ten years she had known him. She was both frightened and saddened by his reaction. She would never get back together with a madman like him.

“I have to use the restroom. Be right back!” She realized she had been reacting strangely, so she stood up abruptly and she made an excuse to Serena. Serena shrugged, “Sure.”

As she was walking toward the restroom, Leah felt someone following her, and it made her jumpy. She had been feeling as if someone was watching her recently, and now the feeling grew stronger. She stopped to turn around, but there was nobody in sight.

She frowned. Perhaps she had been imagining things. She shook her head before stepping into one of the cubicles in the restroom. Once she closed the door behind her, she heard someone locking her inside.

Leah’s blood turned cold. She tried to push the door frantically, but it would not budge. “Who’s there?” She asked. There was no answer. She only heard someone turning on their heels.

As she gathered herself, she called Serena. Serena rushed to the restroom. She unlocked the door, letting Leah out. “Why are you locked inside?” Serena asked curiously.

Leah shook her head, “I think someone’s following me, and they locked me inside.” Serena asked if Leah had seen the person’s face, but Leah shook her head once again.

time, so I don’t think anyone saw the person,” said Leah. Serena frowned. Worried, she suggested, “Should we

“The person didn’t harm me after all, so I don’t want to make this a big deal.” She had a

face. “You should tell your fiancé, so he

the incident had ruined their mood, they called it a day, and Serena sent Leah home. Leah had a simple dinner, and she worked on

trying to waste her time by asking to play Animal Boom in the office, she had taken up freelance gigs to practice jewelry design; she did not want to disappoint her

it was half past nine. Leah was restless; something bad always happened when it rained. She was trying to regain her focus when her phone rang. Her heart skipped a beat. She glanced at her phone, and she was

sounded tired, “Are you home?” Leah smiled, “Yes, I am.

place. Can you open the door,

flowers, right?” said Ian. “I’ve never attempted to please a girl before you. I hope this is not too much.

Leah ended the call. She put on a coat and

in another. He had always bought her red roses. She accepted the

her tenderly and he planted a kiss on her forehead. “Good night.” While he drove away, Leah

behind her. She held her breath, thinking it might be related to what happened earlier today. She turned around

stumbling toward her in the same all-black suit he was wearing this morning, soaking wet as he