Anxious heart
Rowan

“Sir? Is there anything you need me to get for you from the restaurant?” My secretary asks, but I continue

staring outside my office window.

The view was really great. It was one of the reasons why I chose it, but today it didn’t offer me the

tranquility it usually does.

“No. Not today,” I answer without looking at her.

“Okay then, I’ll be back in thirty minutes”

I don’t answer her and after a few seconds I hear the door closing. I sigh in frustration. For some reason

the feeling of foreboding clung to me. It surrounded me in waves. Today more so than the previous days.

I don’t know what it is, but my heart is anxious. I can’t settle nor can I fucking focus. It’s like my soul is

trying to tell me something, but I can’t figure out what.

Trying to distract myself, I think about Ava and our talk. I get her. Damn do I get her hesitation. I’ve spent

more than ten years drilling into her that Emma was the only woman I’ll ever love.

I did everything in my power to show her just how little I cared for her. I’ve spent nine years punishing her

for something that was beyond her control. I drilled into her head that I hated her with every fiber of my

being.

How then could I turn around and claim to love her?

It’s frustrating as hell, but I understand her. I understand her reluctance to believe me. If the roles had

been switched I wouldn’t have believed it so easily.

Apart from all that, I also have to consider the pain I’ve caused her. Nine years of pain and mistreatment isn’t something you get over within a day or week. Hell. It will probably take years to heal the wounds i

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remain with her though and considering the damage I caused, I

she’ll ever forgive me.

more than anything, but if she doesn’t take me back, then let it be so. I’ll have no one to blame but myself. It will be my penance for

I’ve caused over

face and tactics I could use to get her to take me

try to assure myself, but it doesn’t work. I stand up and start pacing again. I

crazy.

hair, probably messing it up, but I don’t fucking care. Not when I feel like my fucking heart was being squeezed

hearing other people’s voices will help me calm down. It was better than listening to my own since it was distorted, jumbled and

the room when my door opened. I turn to find

anguish in them.

easily fazed. We share that trait as twins. If he looks anything other than that then something serious must be

as my

it our

finish his sentence. His voice was mixed

Tell me what’s wrong. Is it

before his

Ava” he

to ask him what’s wrong with Ava when an

in the direction of

Rowan…don’t watch it, focus on me” My brother

needed to know what the hell the reporters have to

BREAKING NEWS.

written in

of The Hope Foundation was today gunned down by unknown people. We are yet to know the state she’s in, but the gunman opened fire to what seems to be a hit targeted at her. The video you’re about to watch maybe disturbing

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but nothing could have prepared

multiple times

out of an ice cream

face. Whoever took the video captured a black SUV

direction. Just before the drove past her, a masked person, rolled the window

sped past her, leaving Ava to crumble on the ground in

pool of blood

the presenter

are yet to establish why these gangsters would shoot a pregnant woman, but stay tuned as we

find out.”

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