92–Keith

Sarah’s pov

Once I saw the divorce paper lying on Justin’s desk, I held my breath. Justin looked at it mechanically and tossed it aside.

He stubbornly opened his laptop and started working on it. The man was going through so much all at

once.

“Stand up,” Holding his hand I tried to pull him onto his feet.

“What is it?” he tried to act nonchalant, but I knew him better.

“I said stand up, Justin Deluca.” Sighing heavily, he pushed back his laptop and stood up.

“Now, what, Sarah?“.

“Nothing. I just wanted to hug you, silly.” I circled my arms around his hard body and leaned my cheek on his chest. He kept standing there obstinately letting me have my way.

“Hug me, a*sshole!” I muttered in his chest and felt his strong arms around me, “Not like this. Hold me tight. Think of me as your friend. A friend who wants to be there for you, Justin. Don’t push me away. Please. Let me in!”

When his demeanor didn’t change, I kept glued to his body purposely, silently telling him that I wasn’t backing off. But then I felt wetness in my hair.

“She sent me divorce, Sarah.” He whispered against my head, “She hates me.”

He was not crying but he had no control over his tears, “I am such a shithead. Why was I even born? When

I was a baby… granny should have let me go with my parents. If I was dead nothing of this sort would have happened.”

“Justin Deluca! Don’t tell me you are giving up.” I warned him sternly, “Ashley is safe and that’s what should be your top priority right now.”

“Thank you, Sarah. I am lucky to have you.” He said squeezing me into him.

We stayed like this for some time.

After that, he had gone painfully quiet. He stopped expressing himself, turned cold towards everything, and seldomly smiled.

He was my friend, and I knew he was in pain. I used to hug him a lot, offering him my shoulder.

Justin always engrossed in his work. He started expanding his

one month since Ashley left. Keith and I started dating secretly. We both were big shots so to avoid any acquaintances we started

him to stay at mine. We both were trying to take it slow without any intimacy. Plus, too

Justin as soon as possible but for some reason I was scared. What will Justin

used to be his fiancée and was spending

I

gather enough wits

  1. it. As a friend I stayed beside him, consoling him, but whenever I wanted to tell him about Keith,

used to go

92–kelth

in a separate accommodation, but Justin needed me. I daily used to sit with him in his office and used to help

desk to attend a business call. While clicking the keys, I felt the study door opening. Thinking

Shit!

Keith?

Justin’s friend, but he rarely

to no one

tried my best to engross myself in

“You look

and I threw a

managed to say and locked my eyes on the screen.

1

this time

away, “Are you nuts?”

argue but didn’t move away either. Exhaling a sharp breath, I turned my face to

“Keith! Not now.”

would make it worse by hiding it from him.” Keith was right,

me, Sarah. You won’t regret it.”

laptop, “because there is nothing to regret. Like, come on. We are not sleeping

his body go tense, “We did once, though.” He pointed out.

couldn’t he

“Keith! Go!”

“Sarah …”

could finish it, I

revolving his seat to us, “Hello there,

even bother to

Keith had firmnessther a second glance.

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