Morgan's POV

Another agonizingly boring and slow day at the office. How nice.

Michael couldn't even come to work because he's out of town visiting his mom, so being here is even more boring than usual. Don't get me wrong I love my job—is being in the office the one thing I dislike. It also doesn't help that my boss completely despises me, but I think I deserved that.

I haven't really reached out to Elizabeth, or properly spoken to her since that ever since that day in her office—I don't want to give her the wrong impression again so I just keep my distance and be professional —I only speak to her about work related stuff.

But in truth Elizabeth has been more in the back of my thoughts—like sure she's my boss and I see her almost every work day, but to me she's just there.

There is just one person that has occupied my thoughts for months and I don't know how to make it stop—or if I want to make it stop.

Spring break came and went a while ago and all I could think about was Hayley and our plans for her to come visit me during it. That time was hard for me because I miss her—I haven't gotten over her and I know I won't.

I'm trying to grow as a person—it has proven to be a little difficult, but I do know I have to learn to be less impulsive and act my age when it comes to important life decisions. I'm taking it one step at a time. So when I'm ready I'll go to her and hopefully it won't be to late for ud to try again.

That moment would maybe come soon as Matty's birthday it's in a few months, meaning I'll have to go back and knowing my mom she will invite Hayley.

But that's a problem for the future.

"Valentine." Omar one of my coworkers called out my name and stopped in front of me. "The boss is requesting you upstairs."

I frowned—confused as to why would Elizabeth could be calling me. "Can I know why?"

"No idea—you'll have to ask her yourself." He gave me a pity look before walking off—Elizabeth has a scary reputation here so I get the look.

Damn what could she want now?

With a sigh I stood up from my desk and with a heavy heart and tired self walked to the elevator. I'm really not in the mood for more work.

I waited till the elevator reached the last floor which was were Elizabeth's office is and exited as soon as the doors opened again on it. I looked at the desk besides the big wooden door but it was empty—making me wonder where was Alice... but my wondering was cut short as I saw her leave Elizabeth's office.

"Hey Alice... are you okay?" I asked once I saw her wipe a tear.

She rolled her eyes and tried to act as if she wasn't crying. "Just go in, she's waiting for you," she grabbed a mug from her desk and walked away— you could tell she was pissed off by the way she did.

Great this is gonna be awkward.

I knocked once and waited for Elizabeth to tell me to come in—which I started to do after our falling out. After hearing my cue to enter I did and softly closed the door behind me.

Elizabeth was sat at her desk—one her hands rubbing her forehead in clear aggravation. "Morgan just come and take a sit already," she said with irritation on her voice. Her long brown hair was down and straighten out while her tan skin was as gorgeous and perfect as always—she was wearing a complete white suit with not shirt underneath the blazer. She looked spectacular.

"If you are done staring at me I would like to be able to tell you why I actually called you here, Valentine." Elizabeth spoke without bothering to look at me—I nodded in embarrassment of being caught.

"Sorry."

"I don't want your apology." She still didn't look at me.

"What's up with you? Are you okay?" I asked genuinely concerned about her. Like I know that she won't be the nicest person to me given our past, but the time we've talked Elizabeth always knew how to keep things professional.

"Don't pretend that you give a damn about me."

"I do care about you Elizabeth, I always have despise how badly things between us turned out."

She shook her head and stood up from the desk, "I'm not doing this. You can go, I'll email you what I need you to do—have nice day Miss Valentine." Elizabeth walked to the window—clearly done with the conversation but I wasn't.

"Elizabeth." I said but got not answer so I gathered enough courage to stand up and walk up to her. "Elizabeth..." I repeated once I was next to her—but again she wasn't looking at me.

"Leave Morgan." She tried to sound harsh but failed.

"I'm sorry."

"I don't care anymore."

I was done with her not looking at me so I grabbed her arm and turned her around—I grasped her chin and made her look at me. "I'm sorry for how I treated you Elizabeth. You an amazing woman and I just treated you and your feelings as if they were nothing—I took advantage of them to some level. I'll always regret it. I'm an asshole—one that doesn't deserve to be even talking to you."

"I loved you." Elizabeth whispered—her voice the most vulnerable I've ever heard it be.

My heart dropped at the confession.

I should've seen that coming... god I'm such an asshole.

"But I understand that you don't feel the same way. I do now. It's bloody awful and it hurts... a lot—but I'll get over it." She wiped a tear from her cheek and I proceeded to wipe the one that followed with my thumb.

"I'm sorry... you are amazing Liz—"

"Clearly not enough."

"You are enough, please don't say otherwise." She has always been so confident in herself so it pained me to hear her speak like that—even more so knowing I was the reason behind it.

"I'm just not her am I?" Elizabeth grabbed my hand that rested on her cheek and sighed softly—her caramel eyes staring at my grey plain ones.

"I'm sorry." I said knowing who she was talking about.

"Stop apologizing Morgan," she shook her head softly.

"I hurt you."

"I will heal."

"Forgive me."

"I will."

I pulled her closed to me and engulfed her in a hug—Elizabeth seemed to be hesitant about at first but ultimately returned it. "I'm sorry too... for the way I showed up at your house."

"You had every right to after that awful text I sent you, Liz."  I sighed into her shoulder.

She chuckled, "Yes you are a jerk, sometimes unintentionally so."

"I'm working on that." I smiled shyly at her as I backed my face from her shoulder so I could see her.

"That is goo—"

"You have the investors on th- oh..." Alice froze when she entered and saw us. I'm sure this hugging wasn't a good look for us. I couldn't read Alice's emotions but I do know she was not happy—that much was painfully obvious.

Alice cleared her throat and put on a facade. "The investors are on the phone again Ms. Sinclair."

Elizabeth and I broke from the hug as she nodded at her secretary, "Of course, I'll be with them in a second. Thank you Alice."

The secretary didn't respond anything to that, she just wordlessly walked out of the office—leaving some awkwardness in the room.

"You should talk to her." I adviced the woman by my side.

"I don't understand her in all honesty." Elizabeth sighed.

I put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly. "Talk to her, don't make the same mistake I did with you. I'll leave you to your work now—you can email me what I'm supposed to do."

"Sure. Have a nice day Morgan."

"I am now—thank you Elizabeth."

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