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The Aftermath

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The wail of sirens filled through the silence and was growing louder until it stopped not too far away from where he was. He looked lost, and out of sorts.

Andrew stood still, all he could hear was the ringing in his head. It hadn’t stopped since the moment the sedan hit the other car. He could see the scene over and over again in his head.

His eyes were locked on the twisted wreck of the transport vehicle as the smell of oil, smoke, and blood hung heavy in the air.

His men were moving fast, shouting commands he barely processed.

“Sir! Over here!” One of them waved as the ambulance screeched to a stop beside the wreck.

Paramedics spilled out, wheeling stretchers, but he stood there, dazed out.

Andrew forced himself forward, each step feeling heavier than the last. The heat of rage sat under his skin, crawling through his veins with a mixture of anger and anxiety.

He should have known better! He should have seen it coming immediately he got text, because this wasn’t a random h

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Burke’s eyes flicked to hers the moment she cut him off. For a heartbeat, neither of them moved. The hallway was narrow, holding the tension between the two as neither of them said a word.Lillian gave her a quick glance as though to caution her, but she ignored her mother.“What do you want?” Lizzy repeated, her voice more tensive than she intended, but she didn’t take it back. She didn't want him here, not after what he did initially.Burke’s jaw tightened. For a second, it almost looked like he might walk away, but instead he stepped inside with a hint of nonchalance. “We need to talk.”Liliana looked between them, clearly reading the tension brewing in the air. She gave Lizzy a searching look before speaking softly. “I’ll… give you two some space.” Her hand brushed Lizzy’s arm briefly before she turned and disappeared down the hall, her footsteps fading away.Burke shut the door behind him, Lizzy hated how small her living room suddenly felt with him in it, to make matters worse
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With a deep sigh, Lizzy sat curled up on the edge of her bed, knees pulled tight to her chest. The curtains were drawn, shutting out most of the daylight, but a thin orange glow still shimmered in through the cracks, painting faint lines on the floorboards. For some reason, Lizzy felt lost. The air in the room felt heavy, and awkward. Anyone could have heard a pin drop with how quiet it was, it had been five good days since she got to know that Andrew was the CEO, but to make matters worse, she didn't know how to deal with the news. Her phone lay silent on the nightstand, the black screen staring back at her, with no new calls or new messages from Burke telling her that he had answers. In a way, just that alone made her furious. She couldn't help the feeling of frustration it gave her but what could she do? To make it worse, that silence that filled around the room screamed louder than anything else. She’d checked it so many times her thumb ached, hoping for something that nev
The Aftermath
The wail of sirens filled through the silence and was growing louder until it stopped not too far away from where he was. He looked lost, and out of sorts. Andrew stood still, all he could hear was the ringing in his head. It hadn’t stopped since the moment the sedan hit the other car. He could see the scene over and over again in his head. His eyes were locked on the twisted wreck of the transport vehicle as the smell of oil, smoke, and blood hung heavy in the air. His men were moving fast, shouting commands he barely processed. “Sir! Over here!” One of them waved as the ambulance screeched to a stop beside the wreck. Paramedics spilled out, wheeling stretchers, but he stood there, dazed out. Andrew forced himself forward, each step feeling heavier than the last. The heat of rage sat under his skin, crawling through his veins with a mixture of anger and anxiety. He should have known better! He should have seen it coming immediately he got text, because this wasn’t a random h
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Andrew's mind was still running berserk, right now he was telling himself that he did the best thing leaving the pub without breaking down or accepting what Baron was trying to instigate. Andrew stepped into his penthouse, the door shutting behind him with a click. Regardless of the distress, he stood before his glass wall that had a view of the outside world and took a deep sigh. The city stretched out beneath the glass walls, from the buzzing street, to the street light. Normally, the view calmed him but not tonight. Tonight, it had a different view... dark and cloudy like his mind. Baron’s words looped in his head: “What would you do if she comes back?" It was the most difficult question anyone had asked him, yes he hated his guts but the fact that he didn't answer maybe meant he hadn't gotten over her fully. He found it funny how she was the only one who could make his pulse spike and his thoughts scatter like broken glass, just like it was now …And the truth, he hated
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Lizzy didn't stop pacing around the room as her heart kept beating frantically. It didn't help that Katrina still wouldn't pick up the damn phone. She was acting rather irrational as she wanted to know if what she was saying was right about the message. “You are going to miss your flight. " Her mother started stepping close. “I don't care if I miss it, isn't this more important?" She was thinking in quite a different way, her mind remained puzzled. “How?" She muttered again. “Maybe it is just a coincidence and you are over thinking." “No. I am sure it is not…I know what I saw." It was obvious, she was staring right at it and wouldn't accept the fact that she could be mistaken. There was no way. She stood near the window bracing the frame as wind blew through the wood, gliding through her hair. Deep in her heart, she thought about the impact all of this had, and she didn't want it to be real. But it looked certain, too certain that she shut her eyes and opened them again, h

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