I went back to my station after staring at my reflection unable to straighten my face. I was glowing like a frigging sixteen year old simply because a guy told me he loves me. The feeling was exhilarating.
“Are you okay brother?.”
Catherina inquired. She had no idea what was going through my head. If Van was leaving his wife, he’ll go after Elena and I might loose her.
“Are you sure he’s going to leave her?”
The weird thing was that Octavia didn’t look like someone who was just about to loose her husband.
“Does his wife know?..”
“They’ve been having issues but he hasn’t really broken the news to her yet. Why are you so concerned?”
She added making me shake my head.
“It’s nothing. I guess I’m just surprised that’s all.”
I chuckled lightly to ease the tension.
“Alright then. I didn’t come to gossip. How’s my brother doing..”She beamed and took a seat.
This time, I zoned out again thinking of ways to ensure Van doesn’t brain wash Elena for the second time.
I was on my phone when his office door creaked open, Catherina walked out full of smiles. I couldn’t greet her properly having a lot on my mind but I managed to say hello.
After she left, I was worried Damon would request for me. Would we go back to where we left off or did he not want to do anything anymore? Everything is happening so fast that I can barely keep track.
Sadly, he didn’t call for me. In fact, I didn’t see him for the rest of the day. It was sad because I felt as if he thought everything that happened was a mistake and he probably regrets it.
When the day was over, I felt reluctant to inform him of my departure. I simply grabbed my purse and made my way out of the building.
As I was about to board a taxi, a figure appeared in front of me.
I gasped in sheer annoyance.
“You’re stalking me now…”
“Elena, I just want you to listen to me for the ten minutes. Hear me out and then I swear to you I’ll leave you alone. Just ten minutes.”
He pleaded. My lips had already formed a negative response but realising that this might be my only chance of getting rid of him, I agreed letting him lead the way to his car.
“After this, I never want to see your face ever again.”
“When you hear me out, it’s your choice if you want to see me or not. You never heard my side of the story.”
“I doubt anything you say could make it better.”
“I’m leaving Octavia.”
He dropped the bomb shell opening the door for me.
“I’m leaving her. For good.”
He added helping me in. That was just the introduction to his revelation I presume. My mind was made up. There’s nothing Van would tell me to make me hate him even less. Nothing at all.
Do you think she’s right? Can her mind be influenced? Read on. Find out.