A racing heart

ing her to pay off the victim’s family. The

rite suit. It was a gift from my younger sister,

eeline for the elevator. She looked so familiar. L

face perfectly. “Could it be her?” I wondered al

ll. I caught her in my arms but she had alrea

where even when I begged her to run with me. She always w

would surely have my head now.

not saying anyth

e been really nice.” I normally didn’t lose my cool like this but

ng her to talk. She finally looked at me. She g

ys get another one.” She shouted back,

dumbfound

her when a doctor and some nurses came to drag her away. Her

in the bin and made my wa

oaning in pain as he tried to sit up. “And wh

o clean myself. “The person you hit almost

sor

ss partner. We’ve been causing trouble

ce. I also have to pay the victim’s famil

you B

shoulder and

*

eted, extending my usual cup of espresso tow

have

also, there’s this Mr. Brian Stones. He’s the Managing Director

t ab

nue for a one-week long event — it’s a meeting of foreign business e

see to it that the Directors don’t wait for me. Tell t

little, as she was fond of d

the lady who’d ruined my suit at the hospital yesterday. Something abo

octors coming to get her and taking her away like that… she h

ea why it bothered m

k and Irene coming in. She looked disturbed and upse

ed towards my table holding her phone. She dro

She was the same one I had been thinking of about two seconds ago; the lady from the hospital. Then I saw the c

Toronto finally

htened. “W

got published anonymously on t

nned the screen as I was tr

garnering attention and producing conspiracy theories. The top 5 hot

CE AND STEAK FI

: Candid photos of B

AK AS BYRON BLADELL

IDE TO THE

THE WAY – B

hed my jaw. My eyes went back to the photos and the woman that stirred up all the fuss. Part of her face was hi

nd as the image blurred with

anger burn my chest. “Get someone from PR to run this down quic

s s

t of my office but I ca

s s

le of mineral

s s

t? How did anyone even recognize me at the hosp

al, this was something my parents could use to pressure me into marriage. I told dad times

glass on it — on my table. She straightened up and folded her hands together, s

d in fru

im we are resch

him

ou sur

how him in an

y si

g you can about her. I decided to forget about it for now and face

*

eep away the news but not very surprising

parents’ house back

e house, telling mum and dad about the news excitedly. Then, they will mak

h Regina, my girlfriend. She would un

e gotten married to her if my parents hadn’t rejected h

had been a redhead when I met her and I was almost convinced she was th

*

a Tho

my face. Free of pores, without any blemish, thin perfectly arched eyebrows, smokey grey eyes, pouty lig

d the light classical music that was playing. It added a certain kind of charm

ss walls, everyone looked so tiny and insignificant in comparison. It made me feel like I was on top of

. I got the script of my latest movie, it is set to be a hit to be released next fall. I don’t doubt it’s success as I don’t dabble in uncertain thi

atmosphere

voice, “Worki

the only one that can get a smile out of me that fast, he was the reason

hich he avoided it making my lips land o

icant rumors bother you.” I said, g

” He let out a frustrated sigh

he didn’t avoid my touch. “Let me help you forget about your troubles.” I said, coquettishly r

ed idea that he loved me and neither did I harbor such emotions towards him. He g

eached for it and I saw his whole countenance change. I glanced at the s

o go.” He said, the previous

ying over?” I asked, sw

off ,”Someth

door open an

forehead out of an