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this to establish the fact that this is a one sided affair on her part, if affair is what you want to label it.”
    “Did you tell Sophia? Or will you tell her?”
    “I will tell her. I have to make her mine, first, Sir.” That thought makes me want to smile like a damn fool.
    The corners of his lips tip upward slightly. “One piece of advice I can give you is be honest with her. Don’t wait, because if she finds out from someone else, it won’t be good. Also, Nicole is a go getter, meaning if she sets her mind to something, she normally gets it.” Sighing he continues, “She’s worked hard to get to where she is. If she has her sights on you, I’m almost afraid to think of what she’ll do. But let’s not create a ghost just yet; maybe her loyalty to me will put a stop to her advances. Now that we’ve settled that one, you know they’ll target your family. Do they even know what’s about to happen?”
    He can sling any obstacle at this, but I won’t budge. I can’t—not at this point. Not after having a taste of her.
    I take a deep breath in and expel it out slowly. “My family isn’t a problem, Sir. They can hold their own.”
    We lock eyes and a stare down follows. No one blinks, each of us sizing the other, willing the other to back down—but I won’t. Never have . . . never will. A silent agreement flows between him and me. One of consent from him, and a sense of gratitude and acceptance from me. We don’t flinch or break eye contact. Even with a loud knock on the door the connection is still solid, but a loud gasp from the girl we both love breaks it.
    Her soft questioning voice echoes, “Dad?”
    I don’t look at her, though everything in me screams for me to turn around. No more verbal exchange happens between her father and me. A simple nod ends our eye duel with a hidden message of me treating his daughter with the utmost respect, and him giving me his blessings.
    Turning to leave is when I catch a glimpse of my Wildflower with a mixture of surprise, nervousness, annoyance, and even a hint of anger on her face. Am I surprised? No, definitely not. She lives up to her name—WILD—and it’s up to me to calm her raging emotions. But should I? I quite enjoy the vibrancy of everything about her. She’s the zing to my dullness . . . the light in my darkness . . . she’s the color in my, otherwise, stark white life.
    Sophia is simply my WILDFLOWER.
    Beginnings —I’m definitely looking forward to them—every minute of them.
    Endings —I’m definitely praying against them. When it comes to Sophia, any form of ending is not acceptable. It’s something neither my mind nor my heart could never understand.

SOPHIA
    HE FINALLY REMOVED HIMSELF FROM my detail. Does it hurt? Of course, but I’m a work in progress. Even though I’ve told myself if and when Damien transfers I’ll be ready, I don’t think I could ever prepare myself from the sting I’d feel when it actually happens.
    The drive to my studio gives me ample time to walk down memory lane, remembering how Damien impacted my life. The sweet moments we’ve shared as well as the moments when I drove him crazy. The first time we met I’d rather not remember since he wanted to wring my neck. I’ll settle for the second time we met. . . .
    “Where’s Luke?”
    “Ah,” Sarah clears her throat. “Why don’t you ask Dan, Soph? He can explain it better.”
    I look at Sarah with obvious confusion on my face while thinking of who I need to call. I’m about to call my dad when the last person on the face of the Earth I ever wanted to see steps out of the elevator.
    Dear God, is this my punishment for giving Luke a hard time?
    “Good Morning, Ms. Andrews.”
    “What are you doing here?”
    The bulldog in question raises his brow at me. “I work here, Ms. Andrews. You didn’t get the memo? I suggest you call my boss. He’ll give you the clarity you obviously need. Do you need his direct extension?”
    I want to grab my Prada shoes and