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g and place my plam on my chest as it gets difficult for me to breathe. If only I wasn't this helpless I wo

days

side down. I could feel my vision getting clouded with tears as everything came back. I pushed the thoughts and te

, Mikala informed me that it would take some time for them to start with my

stem. Brian was too young that time. I guess he was two and I was twelve when our mom passed away from Cancer. He was too young to feel the pain but I felt everything. Every inch of that pain was stuck in my heart like a bullet which I ha

f losing my mother. And now my father. God why did this have to happen to him? A beautiful soul and an amazing father

of my thoughts. I wiped the beads of sweat f

not so lucky

all confused. "W

o will be conducti

....

sat on top of it. Everything about this room was minimalist. On my left were four gigantic windows with the beautiful New York skyline. The sun was descendi

was fascinated by them. Books were my solace, my escape from reality. I was half convinced to get

Gale Alessandro, his wife and a famous Architect. She was shorter in comparison to her husband. She wore a sleek off white satin dress which enhanced her beautiful face with honey blonde hair styled in waves and her hazel eyes portrayed pure love as she had one Of her plams resting on her daughters shoulder who sat in front of her. I could feel t

yself in his eyes. The light in those orbs were replaced darkness, the same darkness that I was afraid of. He was in his mid twenties, I guess around twenty four- twenty five. He wore a dark grey suit simila

ike the sound of it. " But I cannot give you the job as it requires a lot of experience and even

eatened my eyes. But I held on. I could

me. If only you could consider." I was at a loss of words. I needed this job but I wouldn't beg. He

bed his temple and thought over it. I could feel

y and looked at me. His pupils dilated for a moment and then. He gave me a soft

again. But I didn't want to get my hope

Your And Brian's education pa

my Forehead. There must be a but in it

. The but I. Was waiting for. Everythi

chair around to look at the window and folded his arm

me. "You have