<b>Chapter </b>73
Addison
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At that moment, a call came in from Marco and this time, I did drop the flowers from shock.
“Hello?” I whispered into the phone after epting the call while my heart pounded away. There was a feeling of guilt lingering in my chest over what I had donest night, but I was trying not to dwell on that too much right now.
“Are you still mad at me, Addi?” Marco’s sad voice filled my ear in the next moment, washing over me and making the feeling of guilt within me swell in folds. I swallowed emptily as I exhaled slowly, my eyes falling on the roses which was on the ground.
My mind drifted over tost night, over the dinner which had been aplete disaster. I hadn’t expected for me to be utterly embarrassed and humiliated like that and if Zane hadn’t been present, I wasn’t certain if Marco would have bothered to defend me even once. That thought didn’t make me happy in any way, considering the fact that he promised me it wouldn’t be like that anymore. However, I was filled with guilt from what I didst night, so I’d just feel more horrible if I refuse to forgive him right now.
Even though he didn’t get the type of flowers I liked despite me telling him a bunch of times, I guess it didn’t matter. It was the thoughts that count, right? And actions does speaks louder than words at the end of the day.
“Addison?” He called, pulling me out of my thoughts and back to the present. I let out a small exhale before ncing down at my fingers.
“Yes, Marco. I forgive you.” I breathed into the phone.
Marco’s heave of relief made my heart flutter a little. It sounded like he had been genuinely worried that I wouldn’t forgive him, and that made me feel better cause it meant that he took what I said seriouslyst night.
“That’s a relief. I’m d. I’m really sorry aboutst night, I mean it.” The way he sounded tugged at my heartstrings and my heart fluttered again. The love I had for him swelled in my chest and filled my entire body with warmth.
“It’s alright, Marco.” I tell him, meaning those words. To be honest, I was mad at himst night and had meant those words but I knew i couldn’t be mad at him for long once he came to apologize. It was hard for me to stay mad at him throughout the time I was madly in love with him and that was yet to change now.
“Really?” He asked, sounding giddy and I felt a smile tug at my lips as I moved towards the flowers and picked it up. I nodded even though he couldn’t see me, then I walked into the kitchen and ced the roses on the counter. Then I searched for my vase and filled it with water.
“So, is a second date on?” He asked and I nodded again, admiring the roses sitting in the vase. It would have looked so much better if it were lilies, but it wasn’tpletely bad.
“Yeah, it is. Where would you like us to go?” He asked and I hummed as I walked out of the kitchen into my bedroom, then I headed straight to my closet and ruminated through the clothes in there. I had work in forty minutes so I’d have to shower and get ready fast. Which means I didn’t have enough time to stay on the phone for long this morning.
<b>15:39 </b><b>Sun</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b>7 9 …
“Can we talk about this togetherter? I have work and…” I was still speaking when he cut me off.
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“Oh, yeah. That’s true, I forgot about that. I guess we can talk about thatter. Let me get off your phone right now so you can get ready.” He sighed, sounding like he wanted to stay on the phone with me longer and my heart fluttered.
After a little more back and fourth, the call ended, then I sighed and slumped against the wall, but I had a light on and the guilt I was feeling had lessened drastically. That went well, and I felt lighthearted and rxed unlike how I had predicted feeling this morning before falling asleepst night.
When I walked off to go shower, a dull ache in the spot between my thighs reminded me of what happenedst night, but I refused to dwell on that. I wasn’t gonna be thinking about that, or about the man responsible for that. I’ll only think of Marco and the fact that he loved me like I loved him.
With that, I went off to go shower fast so I don’t bete for work.
When I arrived at my job, which was apany dealing with tech and security, I felt a sense of normalcy fully settle within me as I stopped at my usual spot for coffee for myself, my cubicle mates and the HR. As usual, the old barista flirted with me and Iughed heartedly till he made ament that made me grow cold with dread.
“Wild night, huh?”
My eyes widened, and I wondered if it was that obvious. Heughed and pointed at my neck and I gasped on realizing I hadpletely forgotten to cover the marks Zane left there. I hadn’t even known there were marks till while getting ready this morning. I had grabbed a scarf for it but I put it in my bag instead of around my neck.
I quickly pulled said scarf and wrapped it around my neck, feeling grateful that at least that was pointed out by the barista and not my co–workers.
After I walked into thepany and rode up the elevator, I exchanged pleasantries with the few people I talked to, and after handling coffees out, I sat at my desk and powered up myptop. As I sipped on my coffee<i>, </i>I heard my name being called from the doorway.
When I nced up, I was shocked <i>to </i>see the manager standing there himself and I quickly rushed to my feet and walked around the table to stop a few feet away from him. Usually he’d send for whoever he wanted toe to his office,ing down here himself couldn’t mean anything good.
“Mr Van?” I asked politely while he held a hand up, his lips downturned as he spoke in a sharp voice.
“Miss Addison, you’re been fired.”