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"I know it's supposed to be a thing of the past, and we haven't exactly discussed it since we saw each other again," She starts. I immediately knew what she was talking about.
Our time together two and a half years ago.
"But I need to know why you left after we…." She trails off. She doesn't need to complete her statement before I understand what she's saying.
Wait, did she say I left?
I furrow my brow in confusion. "What do you mean? I didn't see you again after that night. I thought you were the one who left."
Serena's eyes widen in surprise. "No, I woke up the next morning, and you weren't there. You disappeared without any trace."
As the realization dawns on me, I let out a small laugh. "Oh, Serena, I didn't leave you that night. There was a conference in the same hotel, and I had to attend a meeting. When I got back to my room, you were gone. I thought you'd left."
We both stare at each other for a moment and then laugh. It's incredible how such a simple misunderstanding caused so much confusion and heartache.
"Wow," Serena says, wiping tears of laughter. "I can't believe we never talked about this before."
I shake my head, still chuckling. "Me neither. I guess we both just jumped to conclusions."
"So, it has been a misunderstanding all these years." She whispers, and I laugh again, shaking my head.
As our laughter subsides, we call a truce, agreeing to leave the past behind us and focus on our friendship. We head to bed, and as I lay there, I can't help but feel a sense of relief that things have finally worked out between Serena and me.
My heart swells with happiness, knowing we've cleared the air and can move forward.
In the quiet of the night, I admit that I still find Serena incredibly attractive. I can't deny the chemistry between us. Still, I know that pursuing anything more than friendship with her is completely off-limits. I don’t want to lose John’s trust.
As I drift off to sleep, I decide that remaining friends with Serena is the best choice for both of us. It's less complicated and allows us to preserve the bond we just built.
The following day, I woke up feeling lighter and more at ease than I have in a long time. I head to the kitchen to make coffee, and as I do, I catch a glimpse of Serena walking down the hallway, her hair a messy tangle and her eyes still heavy with sleep.
She runs her hand through her hair, and the baggy shirt she has on allows her flawless thighs to show.
Damn.
"Morning," I say as she enters the kitchen, my voice grouchy and husky. I muster a smile.
"Morning," she replies, returning the smile.
As we stand there, sipping our coffee and chatting about our plans for the day, I can't help but feel a sense of contentment.
We've weathered the storm of our misunderstanding and come out stronger. Although a part of me wonders what our relationship would be like if we didn't have that misunderstanding, I know our growing friendship will be worth cherishing.
But why do I feel like it's not going to be enough?
I arrive home from the office, my mind buzzing with excitement. I can't wait to see Serena and share my surprise with her. As I step into the house, I see her on her laptop, her brows furrowed in concentration. She looks up as I greet her, but her eyes are distant, lost in thought.
"Hey, Serena," I say, walking over to her. "What's on your mind?"
She sighs and says, "I've been trying to find a job in the fashion industry, but I'm not finding anything that fits what I want to do."
I feel a pang of sympathy for her. I know how passionate she is about fashion and how hard she's been working to make a career for herself in the industry. "What kind of job are you looking for?" I ask her.
"I don't know, something that allows me to be creative and make a real impact," she replies.
I smile, knowing I have just the thing to brighten her day. "Well, I might have some good news for you," I say, reaching into my bag and pulling out a letter. "This is a letter of employment to work at the House of Luxxani."
Serena's eyes widen in surprise as she takes the letter from me.
