Contracted Love

eaning back in the chair, I surveyed my office whilst fiddling with a gold engraved pen. The wall with the door was empty apart from a piece of artwork I wasn't even sure if I liked.

he more official filing system. The wall opposite the door was not a wall at all

crete towers. Today, I quickly looked at the variety of buildings but mostly noticing the sky. It was a vibrant blue with very few clouds and the sun was beaming.

t to the door, my right wall hid a a closet where my coat and other things hid away in. My oak desk then sat in the centre but slightly more t

it but there was nothing sentimental or anything that meant something to me. Even the pictures t

. "Come in." I called. The door then opened slightly and my father s

ing the door gently behind him. I walked over to give him a hug and he kissed me on the cheek before holding me at arms leng

my seat and smiled at him. "Maybe." I said screwing up my nose. "So what can I do for you?" I questioned. Dad wasn't the kind

retired in the past ten years and missing it was always expected. Dad looked at me suddenly remembered I was there. "And your mother with the wedding," He inhaled sharply. A

oo hard!" He sat up straighter and lent forward slightly. I stood up and walked around to the window. "Dad, running this place isn't easy. You of all people should know that." I now had

ust barely see him with all the hours you're putting in" He shrugged and had a guilty look on his face. Mum must have sent him. Especially with the comment on my boyfriend. My non-existent boyfriend. "We see each other. He'

quickly. When I returned to my office, I noticed Ellise was still here as her computer was still logged on. Looking around for her, I spotted her at the photocopy on the other side of the room. If any one worked as many hours as me, it was her. After pulling on my coat and grabbing m

lves at picked up this months accounts and a contract for one of the magazines we published. "I heard." Dad said as I returned to my desk, plopping myself in my chair fairly gracefully. "You've obviously got work to do," Dad said getting my attention. I looked up to see him standing. "But don't let you