LOST

Chapter 2. Pain makes people change

It is said that a single incident holds the power to change your whole life, it seems as if your life took a 180 degree turn, totally opposite from what you're facing now.

Your mind changes, your thinking changes, your beliefs changes and most importantly, your heart changes.

Few people cope with it well and try to move on but there are few people who are not able to move on even after trying their hardest.

For some people 'just move on' is like a trigger for their heart, it reminds them again of the beautiful moments which have just been remembered as memories .

Pain changes people.
The pain of losing something, the pain of losing someone, the pain of losing whom you love.

It results in trusting less, you won't trust anyone, all their words, all their promises will seem a lie, which actually is.

You cut off people from life, you think that you're coping with it all alone which is actually true. You become an introvert, who never expresses any feelings, you start fighting a battle unknown to you.

The same is with me and my life. After losing him, the pain which I felt in my heart is something I cannot even explain. It was like, I was just breathing but not living and it is killing me from inside.

I hate myself for making someone else my priority other than myself. I shouldn't have loved him that much.

He didn't deserve that, did he?

Never I thought that the quotes in my office would be so accurate in my life, my eyes went on them at yesterday night when I was leaving. But I am still not able to take them off my mind, these are like the horror memories that strike back again and again.

But anyways we need to leave for office as we have a 'super important' his words not mine, meeting to attend. It's honestly not that important....But never mind.

With my black trousers, baby pink top and black coat my outfit was ready. My long platinum brown hair was falling down and for the second time in a month I wore my coral heels.

I looked at my heels with a sigh and pleading eyes.

" Please don't embarrass me" I mumbled.

I just hope that I don't fall flat on my face because it's the only thing I keep repeating in my head until I take them off.

So let's go to this 'super important ' meeting which I personally do not want to attend because it's fucking Sunday.

Who the hell keeps meeting on Sunday's?

But then, of course, Mr Ashton.

I swear, these are the days when I really want to kill him with my bare hands or these killer pointed heels. Sundays are for relaxation which I most definitely don't have in my life but still!

I tapped my foot on the ground impatiently as I waited outside my apartment. Ashton said he will pick me up. I sighed looking at my wrist watch, Mr Ashton Johnson is late.

The person who hates people who are not punctual and now see, who's the punctual one.

" This guy needs to buy a good watch for himself. " I muttered to myself and let out a frustrated sigh.

A Porsche 959 stopped in front of me and I breathed out relieved. Finally he's here! I thought that I would have to wait for an eternity more.

" Good morning, Henry " I greeted with a smile.

Henry is his driver or bodyguard you can say, he's in his early 40s and loves me like a daughter. In a month I have been really close to him and his wife who is as sweet as him.