(FREYA Anderson's pov)
It's been two weeks since the bowels of the earth had opened up to swallow the pride of our family.
I wish it would be easy to let it go but to me it still felt like yesterday.
The Police have been trying by all means to find any trail that could lead them to finding mother's murderers. It was pointless they kept on turning around in circles. Anyone could tell this was a perfectly planned murder.
It was believed that they had fled out of the country because if they were still they would have heard or found a thing or two about where they could be. But I guess one way or the other they had an inside man in the police department that had their name cleared and unnoticed. There was more to this than what met the eye.
Father had given up a very long time ago the fact that mother was gone declared the last of him. It was like he didn't know who he was anymore , Aunt Shay never showed any interest in the first place and she had been the one influencing my father to give up on the case .
I was also starting to give up but Mother's last words and what she keeps on saying in my dreams wasn't eazy to ignore , A dying person wouldn't lie especially my mother.
My mom's been in my dreams and that makes me miss her even more. But the best part about that is that we have a few conversations.
It's been two weeks and I miss her this much , I just don't want to know how much I'd be missing her in the years to come.
"Can I come in ", Mike manages to take me out of my thoughts while he stands by door carrying a tray in his hands
"Yeah sure you can , I'm up already", I say shifting to the side making space for him to come sit with me.
"You look horrible", he says indicating to the black eyebags on my face and it's become a norm nowadays that I wake up with them.
"I made you breakfast ", he hands me the tray and flips the blanket so that he gets in .
" Well breakfast in bed for a beautiful lady like me once in a while isn't a bad thing at all ", I say shoving a fork full of some of the scrambled eggs and bacon on the plate.
I continue devouring my food till I noticed that Mike had been silent for a while and he seemed nervous.
" Mike what's wrong with you".
"Well, I've been meaning to talk to you about something".
"huh, what is it you've done now cause that's when all the pampering happens , when you want me to cover up something for you" .
"No it's not that....it's just that mother has been....."
"She's been doing what Mike , tell me "
I just hope she's not been coming for Mike too , if so then things won't be easy as I thought they would be .
He'll keep seeking advice and answers from me . What am I going to say to him . I'm all he has when it comes to someone who has for talking to him .
Father is always busy with work and I don't think that they'll talk...
The mention of mother draws my attention and raises a queston has he's been having her in his dreams too? Great why did things suddenly have to become complicated
And my suspicion is confirmed when he tells me that she been telling him that all answers we're looking for are right infront of us but it won't be easy .
"Freya , what answers? And what is it that's not going to be easy? ...Ever since the funeral she's been telling me this again and again.
"The same has been happening to me .That's why I wake up this horrible all the time. I'm not getting any rest .
I was about to throw the towel but mother's words carry an even deeper meaning and I have to be alert.
After our conversation I go shower ...get a some clothes from my closet, get dressed and go to work ..
**
I'm very busy with work and I don't realise how fast the hours have been going and soon it's time to go home.
A knock on my door draws my attention as I was packing a few files since I was already leaving.
A tall figure enters the room. My eyes seem to like what they see because they don't blink for a while till they start burning but still don't shift their attention to the Greek god that enters the door.
A tall dark and handsome gentleman enters and the moment I lay my eyes on him I feel some tight knots forming in my stomach and his appearance screams Power , Dominance and wealth.
He's wearing a Charcoal tailored suit ,which sits very well in his body, dress shoes, tanned olive skin and God what is he ? Some kind of Greek god or something just landed in my office but this could be one of God's finest creations. He looks like he'd have any girl he wants at anytime
Someone clearing his throught brings me back on Planet earth.
"Well if you're done with all the starring , may I come in", he says with a smirk on his face
"Hi Mr?
*no answer*
" oh sorry, please come in " ,he comes in and his face brightens at the sight of me and he does his own share of staring. Amd I mean a lot of staring.
I point the chair infront of him , signalling for him to take a seat and he finally snaps out of it.
"I'm Samuel but you can use Sam" ,he says holding out his hand to shake mine
"Freya ", I say shaking his hand .
The moment I touched that hand I felt tingles running all over my body , my hands felt numb , pictures of us being together ran up and down my mind . This is him . The man I've been waiting for my whole life .
What's all this nonsense Freya get yourself together you're not going to think of such at just a sight of him don't forget what love did to you.
Why does my heart always have to remind me of this everytime I try to move on I felt a little bit weird but it was a good type of being weird ..I loved it..
LOVE? Love makes you weak and vulnerable and I don't want to be in that position again. I can't fall in love. Not now or coming years. Only the Lord knows when. Me ? Love?never!
" You look even more beautiful in person Ms Freya",
Have we met? cause if we have I'd like to go back there because this is so awkward.
Slightly shifting his heard to the side he gives me his thousand dollar smile which make me recognise that he has a dimble on his left chick.
Ohhh cute, if I could have babies with him there'd be so cute. What would they look like? Would they have my eyes? His nose? Probably his lips too.
Ohhhh and speaking of lips, this pair infront of me would probably kiss you till you're breathless.
" You don't look so bad yourself Mr..?", I ask for the second time raising an eyebrow hoping that he'll answer me this time..
"Thompson "
" And by being more beautiful closer you meant ?Forgive me have we met before ?" I ask these two questions in confusion while still trying to recall of any time met him.
"Not that I know of"
"Or ....You've been spying on me ?"
What the heck ,what if he's some kinda spy or thug. I hadn't thought about it why choose such an awkward time when almost everyone is gone .
How could I have been stupid I'm busy having fantasies about a person who could be a thug.
"Spying is a very strong word for that ", he says leaning back on his chair while smirking a little.
"Lets , get to business shall we ?"
" Ofcourse , how can I help you?"
Oh! He's probably Mr Thompson's son because he was the only one with the highest bid for the Company . I'm actually selling it . I have so many plans and this is one of them . Want to hear about the rest? Patience child patience.
After talking for quite some time I finally say that I was going to think about his proposal and get back to him . We exchange contact details and finish off.
For a few seconds I imagine him taking me in every postion and places I'd think of . Like on my office table, kitchen island , shower . *dirty mind *
What a little dirty mind I have here. But all those were just imaginations at the moment it seemed like my heart amd mind was not ready for anything called a relationship at the moment .
Relationships weren't my specialist or Something was wrong with me just like Marcus had said.
But he's nolonger in my life so what he said doesn't matter now ..or still does.
Just as I was also about to go out I go out with him and part ways.
His eyes are glued on me for quite some time while I put all my bags in one of the back seats and drive off.
**
" how was Uni ?"
I ask Mike while my food is placed infront of me.Mashed Potatoes, Steak, stir fried veggies and some gravy ..Yummm
Father has been away for sometime and so is Aunt Shay , he asked Aunt Shay to accompany him .I'd suggested that he got someone else but he insisted because his PA was on leave.
It seemed so strange that he'd have to go with Aunt Shay who also has her own work to do and they were not in the same department not to mention that she had a higher position than just going to replace a Secretary.
Aunt Shay has been a great help and we've always loved her around.She's been really great. But something's off about her but maybe I'm wrong who knows.
Maybe it's because of my mom's passing we don't grieve the same way , so the least I could do is to respect how she grieving.
So we spent the rest of our time at the dinner table talking about the good times we had with our Mother while Father was on Business trips most of the times...
And I don't notice a tear until Mike wipes it off and I give him a smile.