Clara stomped to her office. She was dejected. She slammed the door shut as she paced around the room. Her anger was rising. Earlier she was walking fast as if running away from the humilation and sorrow, she did not notice her black long heels caused her to get hurt. She eventually feel the pain as she stopped inside her office. She gave out a deep breath and tried to control her screams which was inside her heart. She was letting it out by smashing everything that she saw and could reach. Her noise was noticed but everyone knew better not to enter. They gossiped away.
"Why is this happening again? Why can't I be together with Charles?" she thought. She was practically screaming inside her head. She was angry. She could remember the first time she and Charles met. They were both innocent kids at that time. They were both happy. She was over the moon that she never could imagine at that time it would cause her to lose herself. She remembered how delighted she was when she learned that she was pregnant with Charles' child. She was hoping that she would be with him and would be embrace but in reality it was not. The tragic thing was she lost her child and could only blame herself. Clara held her stomach as if she could feel the little one still inside of her. She could no longer contain the emotions she held in. She cried.
"Why, Charles?" she kept asking in her mind. She really could not accept the possible ending of her chance to be with him. She thought of things that they could possible do together as the official lady boss of the company. But it went down the drain again.
"Why can't she just remain hidden or much better dead in the unknown place?" she rumbled as she sat down to the large soft sofa. She leaned back and closed her eyes as she felt headache kicking in.
The long silence broke as a call disturb her thoughts.
"Dad"
"We can't do this Charles" Sam tried to convince him to let go the crazy idea. "We are done, Charles. We failed last time, its very clear it can fail again" she added as she kept following her. Her attorney already left her. She was well aware that he would report to her grand father. She could imagine how angry would her grandfather be. But she knew that she needed to face this. It was a difficult task. Her emotions kept swaying. She wanted to stay, not only for her child but for herself. She was really selfish with his love. But she was afraid of the outcome that she could not foresee. She wanted a chance to be happy again with her love, but it was a difficult to swallow how it could easily shattered by a single person. Her fear was rooted.
"Why are you always thinking that this will end?" Charles finally spoke out when they entered to his office. His secretary did not follow anymore. They were left alone to talk in a large room. A big window was at the end of the room where she could see tall buildings next door.
She could see his frustration of her negativity of their relationship. She did not hope anymore with what they had ended. Correction, she finally decided to end. Her fear overcame her. She could not imagine if she could survive again if Charles again turn his back from her. She looked away. She did not want to look at his sad face.
"Sam, we are married. We have a child. We are family" he emphasized. "We promise through thick and thin. I know and I am well aware of my flaws, but please don't give up on us" he said. He stepped closer and held her hand as if he really depended on her.
"Sam" he called out again as he wrapped her within his slender arms. "You don't know how I want to end it all, but thinking for you to come back with our son, it is possible for me to wait" he said as he leaned his head to her shoulder, "Charles, please stop it" she begged him. She scolded herself to be sway with such phrase. Her fear was stronger as she doubted herself to be able to walk away from this relationship.
"I love you so much" he added and kissed her intimately. It was a rough kiss but his desire to have her was clear as day. Sam was in the same spot. She wanted him as well. The cycle of love-hate relationship was evident, but she was unable to think anymore. She wanted to think for herself. She wanted him. He wanted her. Both were eating into their desires.