Past Meeting Present

     I sat at the back of the Limo emotionless with no mind of my own, staring out the window as I was being driven to work. My mind was blank as I thought over my journey with Harrison. I never thought it would ever get sour. I was closer to him than I was to Ethan and Nathan. But now...? We are sworn enemies. I mean who would hide his originality from his friends. He was everything he claimed not to be. I mean, how can I not have associated him with the FORDS. It was right in front of me, he has got the resemblance, everything. I did not break the friendship with him because he lied to us, I broke the friendship when I found a voice tap he made of getting back to me for taking Susan away from him. The voice tap wasn't supposed to be let out but Nathan overhead him and recorded then sent it to me. At first, I did not believe it and when I confronted him, he did not deny it, I knew it was over.

  Clearly he liked Susan but I never thought he was serious and when I told him I was getting married to Susan, he was happy for me.

  I tried making up with him but he maintained he would pay me back for taking the love of his life away from him. Then finding out who he was, there was no redemption for our friendship again.

  And now, his son is here to bully my niece.

  I pressed my knuckles together and returned my attention back inside the Limo.

  I wouldn't be the first to strike a war between us for the sake of ol times but if he tries me, I will show that there is a difference between being born into wealth and making wealth from scratch. He won't dare me because he knows that I am not the Zain of yesteryears

 Jenny's point of view...

 I parked the car and got down then pick up my handbags. I locked the car and headed towards the restaurant with hopes of having a great day.

   The surrounding was getting cozy and I could literally smell the air. I sighed deeply and headed inside, the scent of coffee that met me smelt heavenly and I felt like having one.

  I met my assistant at the front desk.

  "Good morning ma'am," she said, walking around to meet me. I looked around as I noticed that the place was quite full. I guess people did not really make breakfast for themselves this morning. It's Friday morning so I supposed I should expect this.

  "Good morning, Louisa"

I greeted and handed her my bag as we walked side by side. I halted when I noticed a familiar figure sitting with his bag facing me at the far end. He had a coffee mug in front of him but it looked untouched. 

   He seemed in deep in thought. My breathing slowed when I took a better look at him.

I blinked several times, trying to know if I was seeing right. It can't be, not after all these years.

  Despite not trying to move towards the man, my body moved on it own and when I finally reached him, he turned slowly with a charming smile on his face,

  "Hello Jenny!"

His hair was cut differently than before. His facial features seem more defined and he looked older and wiser, a very handsome guy. 

I stared in shock, feeling a little numb. I couldn't even say anything or move until I heard Louisa's whisper behind me.

"Hi Lucas"

I mumbled while taking a seat. I needed to, if not I might fall any moment.

  I turned to Louis," please, get me a cup of coffee"

She nodded and left.

  We did not say anything to each other for several seconds until I spoke first.

  "Lucas, it's been a while. What are you doing here?"

I asked nervously. I felt like the worst person right now. What I did to him was unfair. After I left home, I had everyone cut off and I am sure he had tried reaching me.

  "It's been a while indeed. Thirteen whole years. I don't know your definition of a while"

He said, trying to mask his feelings. He said all that like it was some sort of forbidden words.

  The way he had his legs crossed in front of me with his eyes scrutinizing me, shows he is so disappointed in me. I didn't even know where to start apologizing from. I have a lot to say to him but the words were not coming out. I was numb, all I could do was mop at him.

  I don't think my day was going to get any better with people in the past popping out from nowhere. Who knows the next person that will pop out?