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ELEANOR'S POV
With each passing moment, I felt his dark and piercing gaze bore into my soul, his patience running thin.
Quickly, I suppressed the pain and signed the papers then I pushed it slightly to him.
Desmond took the papers and scanned the document with meticulous care as if confirming if I truly signed the papers.
After he had exited the room, I collapsed onto a chair and rubbed my heart that clenched at the thought of the divorce.
Picking up my phone, I dialed my best friend's line who answered the call at the first ring. "Taylor, please can you pick me up at the house now?" I asked with my voice choking as I talked.
"What's the matter?" Taylor asked, his voice laced with concern.
"I'm fine," I'll explain everything to you when we meet, I said dismissively.
I went ahead to pack up my belongings into my box ensuring I did not take a dime from Desmond's house and waited for Taylor to arrive.
Taylor arrived in an hour .
"What's going on ?" Taylor inquired after I told him about my divorce.
"Ele, you know you can always confide in me and my doors are always open to you" Taylor told me.
I thanked Taylor for always being there for me though I felt guilty that I am always a bother to him.
Due to my father's betrayal, I couldn't go back to my family as my father was the mastermind behind my predicament, so I was left with no choice than to move in with Taylor.
Few days later, Taylor wrapped my thin and fragile body in a tight embrace, willingly to let me go. I chuckled as I deliberately cleared my vocals to grab his attention.
After a while, I was freed from Taylor's grip. I thanked him as I took my luggage and went over to the waiting line to board my flight.
I looked down from the plane with a glint of sadness in my eyes at the city that held lots of memories to me.
Hours later, the long flight came to an end when the plane landed in China.
I dislike long travels, but I had to go on this one to heal and take a break from all the dramas in New York.
I breathed a sigh of relief as I got my luggage at the baggage claim area and exited the arrivals gate.
Thankfully, Taylor made arrangements for someone to pick me up at the airport and help me around the city till I'm conversant with the city.
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