MOAB

Chapter 47: Galene @ 2.7x nhs

Chapter 47: Galene @ 2.7x nhs

Three months went by. She threw herself on her project to keep her mind occupied, but it was extremely hard these days when her brain could handle so much.

She got an office and a full-time Timeshaver team. The service was a success with a small, but extremely loyal customer base. As a test, they even doubled their pricing and the subscribers didn’t even budge. It took time for new people to get used to it, but it slowly built up an audience that wouldn’t let go. It became a solid revenue stream for Hermes corp and she ran it and improved upon it. Rumour was that Hermes himself used it daily.

She went down at IT some times to blow off steam. George avoided her, people snickered every time they saw the two of them. She had the meme ready to fire as soon as he uttered a word at her, but she never needed it again.

Her knee healed and it was better than before. The prosthetic was excellent, probably cost more than a house and a car and a yacht combined. She didn’t care. All it did was remind her of that night.

She got a bonus. She gave it to her mom to treat herself a bit. Buy something for herself.

Simba never came back.

The elevator doors opened, and she froze. After a while, the building’s AI nagged her to get a move on.

She cursed under her breath and stepped off. The elevator went down, leaving her at the penthouse lobby. It felt unfamiliar to her, just like the first time she had come up here all this time ago. Silly vase she could fit in, check. Silly security door, check. Silly carpet, check.

She dreaded to take another step.

She took out her keycard, and swallowed the lump in her throat. She touched her belly lightly.

She swiped it.

Red light. No access.

No biggie. These stupid things sometimes didn’t work properly.

She swiped it again.

Red light. No access. Please step away or security will be notified.

She stepped away. He had locked her out. She knew he was in there, but he had deliberately revoked her access. After all those big words and the gestures and all that had happened, he had simply ghosted her.

What. A. f*****g. Asshole.

She screamed at the top of her lungs and threw the vase on the floor. It came crashing down and broke off into a million pieces all over the expensive carpet.

Just like her heart.