Desiree's POV
When I leave his place, I'm confused and frustrated; it feels like everything occurs in a rush, and then I'm crying because the way he delivered his words truly hurt me.
Maybe I should move on with my life and forget about him, he is just like a man who knows nothing about me. Calling me a slut is a big no-no. I won't tolerate that, I sighed then I just realized when my tears raced down on my face, its rolling slowly but I'm sobbing continuously.
"Miss, are you okay?"
The taxi driver asked me, I just stopped crying and pulled some tissue to wipe my tears and my running rose.
"I'm okay." I respond while crying. The taxi driver just nodded his head at me, while looking at my reflection in the rear mirror.
When I got to the hospital, I sighed and exhaled as I ran inside. Some people are perplexed as to why I'm running, but I don't care; I just want to see my father that he is finally awake from months in a coma.
"Daddy!" I said and I ran to him when he opened his arms wide for a hug, I smiled and closed my eyes, the tears in my eyes burst, it is a tears of joy now. I love how the doctor and nurse get inside and greet my father for a successful bringing his life again.
"Mom!" I said when my mom came for a group hug.
"I miss you so much, Dad." I said.
"I miss you too, my princess." He said this while clutching my hand warmly. I cry, unable to trust that our lives will resume normalcy now that my father has returned.
I cried in happiness, that tomorrow will be different, that all my effort was worth it because he is alive now right in front of me.
I saw my mom smiling at me, she is very grateful. I am happy that her genuine smile is back.
"I'm back…" he said, his tears rolled down his face while he was hugging us.
After a few days,
I didn't see Alexander again. Only Enrique makes my day cheerful since he is like a joker, even if his jokes are all dry, he knows how to make a girl smile, whereas my father is slowly rebuilding his firm with the help of some of his friends who are prepared to invest in him in order for him to have a major company again.
I miss him.
I'm not sure if I'll just sit here thinking about going to the office and handing him a resignation letter because I don't want to see him again.
When I see him, memories flood my head, which is not good for me.
I swear, I miss him terribly, but I can't be such a fool.
Then I decided to go to his office, and I made my own resignation letter.
Enrique drove me to the company because he is a good friend to me.
"Are you sure you can go alone?" he said,
"Yes, I can. Thank you for being kind." I said.
"No problem, I am always here for you…" I was touched when he said that, but my mind is still thinking of the person who hurt my feelings.
"I gotta go now…" I don't know why I am thinking about a person like him. When I have Enrique for being the good guy, why do girls fall in love with the man who always hurts them?
"Just call me when you need something…" he said and I nodded my head before he left me.
I feel sorry for him, I can't give him what he is asking for. I always see him as a good friend and treat him like a childhood friend even if his feelings are so visible to me.
I walked inside the building, my co-worker, soon to be ex-worker, stared at me with a curiosity in their eyes. I continue to walk while holding my envelope because the inside of it is my resignation letter.
When I knock on his office, "Get in!" I heard his baritone voice, my hand trembled because it feels like he is having a bad day.
I open the door and get in swiftly and clears my throat because I am facing his back. He slowly turned around and stared at me in shock but he remained calm.
"What are you doing here?" he said as he adjusted his neck tie and pulled it harshly.
"I am here to give you my resignation letter." I said, he stared at me with his wide gaze, I put it on his table and he never even looked at it. "Fine, so get out of my office now…" he said, "But you need to sign it." I said softly.
He lifted his gaze on me, it feels like our moments with each other is like a time that slipped away because we never own time.
He opens the envelope and grabs a pen to sign it, "Why I don't see you for days?" he asked.
I don't know how to respond to him, my tongue tucked inside of my mouth.
"Because you don't need me anymore?" He said he would give me the envelope after he signed it.
"Now get out!" he barked at me and pointed to the door.
I jumped on my feet when he said that, because of my anger and I can't help myself but to turn around and face him, "But you can't treat me like this, after what happened to us! I hate you so much!" my voice shakes when I say, "I hate you for making me feel this way!" I added, he just stared at me while I cried.
He just remain to
It's so heavy in my heart now to say this to him, "This is the last time I will see you…" I said and exited his office, I slam the door to let him know I'm furious because he hasn't apologized at all.
His ego, like his pride, is too overwhelming.