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elt this nervous

, she kept peeping into her phone for how many minutes were left

t 10 minutes more to go for the meeting to be over and now she checked, it was

through her spine at

ly"; sh

er office; dialing Marie's number as she walked in.

wrong" s

he office, finally halting at

een at the wedding to witness

wood desk covered with intricate c

e. Her shoes were high-heeled and her makeup was flawless. The model looked like sh

ly, seconds felt like hours as she waited for the call that never came. She pick

ach ring, she tried another inf

all th

er heart incr

do now?"

er fingers as she picked up o

ant calls her back, a gleam of hope flows through her spine; she concludes its good news and en

sorry ma'a

for what

bad ne

er office chair

s? It ca

but they still managed to put everything back

hat even

't you do anything?"She threw interrogative que

ere was absolutely nothin

you eve

d, smashing her phone

re and was going to con

must be mine" she says; pacing arou

ipping the earth she walked on but it was something different with field; he made her feel what she had

for that night and had no idea that the model had nursed an affec

; how was she going to achieve ruining Fie

d working; her head was blank, al

, snatching her car key off her d

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ildhood years; mum would always prepare this for her whenever she was having a bad day and the moment she gulped in a spoon or two she would immediately

hand, she pondered on how she got to this part of her life where s

ate, alive and purpose driven

he had embarked on to New York after she b

e bustling streets of Manhattan, taking in the towering

nds of the traffic and sirens.... It was such a

ept defeat and take on su

me up with a better

ose again, stirring up the broth

e knife on the cabinet top with a loud yell and washed her hand, ordering t

dark aura to her soul, smoking ou

oadly, forget