The door clicked close behind me signally the formal end to my job interview. I heaved a loud sigh as I maintained a straight back and walked away from the President’s office towards the elevator where her secretary was waiting to take me back down to the lobby.
“Thank you so much for your time today,” I thanked the secretary politely.
“No worries. I hope the interview went well,” the secretary, a woman who was probably in her forties, replied with a gentle smile.
“I hope so too. Thank you!” I replied politely.
The interview lasted longer than I had anticipated, I hope Edward isn’t bored of waiting. I picked up my mobile and dialed his number. I couldn’t wait to tell him all about the interview.
“Edward?” I spoke into the phone.
“The number you’ve dialed is currently out of service area…” a machine voice answered me instead of Edward.
Why isn’t Edward picking up? Is his phone out of battery?
Maybe I should look around here for him. This building was huge but I’m sure he’s hanging around here somewhere just waiting for me.
I hurriedly walked around the lobby of the building looking for Edward. I couldn’t find him anywhere in the lobby or at the cafes and small shops located on the same floor. With a sigh, I headed towards the building exit. Perhaps Edward was waiting outside.
There were many cars parked out in front of the building but as far as my eyes could see, I didn’t see Edward or his car. Great. These heels are beautiful but walking around too much in them was starting to become a nuisance.
I guess I’ll go around the building in my one last attempt to find him. If I don’t, I’ll just wait for him at one of the sofas in the lobby waiting area.
With my heels clicking against the pavement, I began circling around the side of the building. When I was about to round the bend towards the back of the building, I spotted Edward.
“Ed…ward…” his name died on my lips when I realized that Edward was not alone.
I turned and ran as fast as I could in the damned high heels that I had on. I didn’t realize that I had been crying until I saw many people stare my way as they gave me weird looks. I touched my eyes and cheek and felt the wetness of my tears on my fingertips. I wiped them away before quickly heading into the building and to the nearest restroom.
It was after I had washed away my tears and touched up my make up that I realized who that woman with Edward probably was. Her name, if I wasn’t wrong, is Irina and she is one of the models who was super famous nowadays after being featured in a variety of series and advertisement campaigns. The color of her red auburn hair was quite unique.
I sighed loudly as I reapplied my lipstick. There had been rumors in the tabloids of Irina secretly dating a socialite. Guess I found out who the man in question was today. Good job, Natalia.
Who Edward is dating or seeing is none of my business. It doesn’t matter how many times I see gossips of him and his affairs in the tabloids, it is none of my business. I repeated this to myself over and over like a mantra until I seated myself down on one of the sofas in the building’s lobby as I waited for Edward to either call me or find me.
To distract myself and my gloomy thoughts, I flicked through various shopping websites on my phone as I waited for Edward. At this point, I honestly wouldn’t mind if he didn’t turn up at all. It would be better if he didn’t turn up…unfortunately, I knew that sooner or later he would. So, until then, retail therapy it is.
--To be continued…
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