I reached the opposite side of the road and turned back around to stare at the back of the man’s silhouette. I didn’t realize how much I was anticipating for him to look back at me until he disappeared completely, and I let out a pained sigh.
At that moment, my impulses got the better of me, and I ran back across the road, completely disregarding the red traffic light. As a result, lots of cars screeched to a stop to avoid crashing into me, but their angry shouts went in one ear and out the other as I kept on running.
Getting bumped by a car and falling onto the road didn’t even faze me, merely brushing the blood of my scraped palms on my clothes before picking myself up and rushing towards where Christopher was.
For what felt like an eternity, I stood in the middle of the crossroad, cars, and people whizzing past me as I desperately tried to look for him. Growing dizzy, I squatted down and took a minute to calm my quickening breaths, tears threatening to overflow from my eyes. I felt like a child who had gotten separated from their parents in the supermarket.
Fortunately, some god or deity must have been watching over me because I spotted Christopher walking towards a clubhouse as soon as I got back on my feet. Brushing my tears away, I made my way over.
The bouncer at the entrance held an arm out, blocking my way. “This is a private establishment, miss. Please show your membership card to gain entry.”
Christopher was getting further and further away from me. “I don’t have a membership card,” I frantically explained to the bouncer. “Please let me in! I’m just looking for someone. I promise I’ll come out quickly!”
“I’m sorry, but you can’t enter without a membership card.”
It was such a simple thing that only emphasized the distance between Christopher and I. All I wanted was to see him, but I couldn’t even enter the places he went to, left with no other option but to watch him slowly disappear from my sight.
Christopher was the sun, blazing high in the sky, and I was nothing more than a moth drawn to his light.
I left the clubhouse and went back to my workplace, stuck in a daze for the rest of the day. When I occasionally pulled out my phone to see if I had received any messages from Christopher, Mave teased me for being hopelessly in love.
If only she knew.
Aware that I wasn’t in the right state of mind, I didn’t dare type up any reports, only daring to photocopy some documents and such. When I was on the way to the finance office, I suddenly spotted Yvette. She was dressed in formal business wear as she walked out of the elevator with some documents in her hand. I tried to backtrack and hide away from her, but it was too late. She’d already seen me.
My sister looked me up and down with a critical eye, giving me a tight, polite smile. “What are you doing here?”
“I work here.” I was wearing the company’s uniform and even had a name badge. There would be no use trying to lie.
Yvette laughed, her cleavage shaking as she did so. “You work here? How are you able to pay rent with this measly salary?” She pointed at the badge pinned to the front of my shirt, sneering, “I’m currently the assistant to the CEO of Tanner Corporation. Wanna guess how much I earn monthly?”
I’d already been in a bad mood before bumping into Yvette, and her appearance only worsened it. “I’m surprised you aren’t calling me ‘sister’ this and ‘sister’ that anymore,” I scoffed. “Is it because there’s no one else around us for you to keep up the act for? Not even Crystal is here to watch your performance.”
“Like you said, we have different mothers. Why should I continue to refer to you as my sister? You don’t have the right to be related to me anyway.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder, fixing me with a disdainful glare. “Look at you. No one would believe me if I told them you’re my elder sister. Keep on working hard, and don’t waste your effort on seducing your way up the ranks, okay? Employment is hard to come by these days; you should treasure your job while you still have it.”
