She lay there, in the stillness of her bedroom, clutching onto her pillow like a lifeline. The tears had left tracks on her cheeks, and her eyes were red and swollen from the weight of her emotions. She tried to steady her breaths, but the sobs continued to shake her small frame.

The overwhelming feelings of loneliness, emptiness, and sadness had consumed her, threatening to suffocate her with their intensity. The wind outside howled mournfully, as if echoing her pain and longing for comfort.

But no amount of wind could soothe the ache in her heart. Everywhere she looked, she was reminded of him. The memories and images of their time together haunted her, and she couldn't escape the piercing ache in her chest.

She tried to distract herself by focusing on her surroundings, but it seemed as if he was everywhere. When she looked in the mirror, his reflection seemed to stare back at her with his pretty face, his twinkling eyes filled with passion and longing for her. She could almost feel the warmth of his body as he held her in his arms, his breath hot against her neck.

Even when she closed her eyes, she could see him clearly. She could hear the sound of his laughter, the feel of his hand in hers, and the sound of his voice whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

The closed door across from her taunted her with the possibility that he might be waiting for her on the other side. She longed to open it and find him there, but she knew deep down that it was just wishful thinking.

So she lay there, wrapped in her own sorrow, holding onto her pillow as if it was him. The wind continued to whisper mournfully outside, as if begging her to let it in and comfort her. But she knew that nothing could fill the void that he had left behind.

--

Every night, as she lay down on her bed, her mind wandered towards him, and he appeared beside her like a dream. His touch sent shivers down her spine, electrifying every nerve in her body. She yearned for his warm embrace and missed the cuddle times they spent together, feeling closer to each other. As they snuggled, they could feel each other's breath and heartbeat in unison, as though they were one.

The emptiness of her life without him had left her physically alive but emotionally dead. She couldn't bear to go on like this, and the thought of never feeling his touch again made her heart ache. The tears flowed like the raindrops on the roof, as if the weather was colliding with her emotions, and the storm within her raged on endlessly.

But even as she cried, her heart held on to the hope that one day he would return, and they would be reunited. She clung to the memories of their love, the warmth of his touch, and the feeling of being in his arms. Those memories sustained her through the long nights, and she prayed that one day they would be together again, to cuddle, to feel each other's heartbeat, and to be close once more.

As she sat there on her windowsill, gazing out into the darkness of the night, she couldn't help but feel the deep sense of loneliness that consumed her. The cold air seeped through the small cracks of her window, sending shivers down her spine. She pulled her blanket tighter around her body, hoping to find some solace in the warmth it provided.

But it wasn't just the cold that made her feel lonely; it was the emptiness inside her. The void that was left behind when he walked out of her life, leaving nothing but memories and a heart full of pain. It had been a long time since he had left, and yet, she still couldn't shake off the feeling that he might come back.

But she knew better. Deep down, she knew that he had moved on, that he had forgotten about her. And that thought, the thought of being forgotten, was slowly killing her. She couldn't bear the idea that someone who was once such an integral part of her life could just forget about her like she never existed.

It was then that she realized she needed to wake up from this daydream, this false hope that he would one day return. She needed to accept the harsh reality that he was never coming back, that he was gone for good. It was a painful truth, one that she had been avoiding for far too long.

With a heavy heart, she took a deep breath and made a promise to herself - a promise to move on and live her life without him. It wouldn't be easy, she knew, but it was the only way forward. She needed to learn to be alone, to find happiness within herself, without depending on anyone else.

And so, she started the journey of healing. It was a slow and painful process, but every step she took towards self-discovery and acceptance brought her closer to finding inner peace. She found solace in the small things in life - a good book, a warm cup of tea, a walk in the park. And with each passing day, she learned to live without him, to find joy in her own company.

--

It was a lonely night, a cold, lonely night. But she was no longer afraid of the loneliness. She had learned to embrace it, to use it as a tool for self-reflection and growth. And she knew that as long as she had herself, she would never truly be alone again.

Trix felt a wave of mixed emotions as she read her own words. She remembered the hurt, the pain, and the anger that she felt when Vincent ended their relationship. She also recalled the moments when she tried to move on, to let go of the memories that they shared together. But somehow, it seemed that no matter what she did, she couldn't escape the shadows of their past.

Trix wondered what it was about their relationship that made it so hard for her to move on. Was it the intense passion and love they once shared? Was it the betrayal and heartbreak she felt when Vincent left her? Or was it simply the fact that she was afraid to face the unknown future without him by her side?

As she pondered these thoughts, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with a sense of sadness and longing. She missed Vincent, his touch, his laughter, and his love. But she also knew that it was time to let go and move on with her life.

Trix took a deep breath and closed her diary, feeling a sense of closure wash over her. She knew that it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to start anew. She looked out of her window, taking in the beauty of the sun setting on the horizon, and smiled for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.

She knew that she had a long road ahead of her, but she also knew that she was strong enough to face it. With each passing day, Trix made a conscious effort to focus on the present moment and to find joy in the little things in life. She surrounded herself with positive people and experiences, and slowly but surely, she began to heal.

Trix learned that moving on wasn't about forgetting the past or erasing the memories. It was about acknowledging the pain, accepting the past, and choosing to live in the present. She realized that the future held endless possibilities and that she was free to create her own destiny.

As she drifted off to sleep that night, Trix whispered a silent prayer of gratitude. She was thankful for the lessons learned, the memories shared, and the strength to move on. She knew that the road ahead would be bumpy, but she was ready to face it head-on. Trix closed her eyes with a newfound sense of peace and contentment, ready to embrace whatever the future had in store for her.

--

11th of August

Why do you have to leave

Without even saying goodbye?

My heart is going to explode

As I don't understand why

I've tried my best

Yet you turn your back

If the love fades away,

Could you have at least tried to stay?

Could you have at least told me?

Even how much it hurts,

I would willingly accept.

When you hold my hand

I did the same

With hope, you and I will work out

But why'd u suddenly let go?

Why'd it have to end up so sudden?

Like stardust, you've gone forever.

Now I'm curled up sobbing

Maybe everything happened for a reason,

I might not know it now,

But I hope one day I will.

- Trixie Lee Beanne Lopez

11th of August was a day that I will never forget. It was the day when my heart shattered into a million pieces, and my world turned upside down. It was the day when you left me without even saying goodbye.

I remember feeling so confused and lost, not understanding why you had to go. I had given you my all, tried my best to make you happy, but still, you turned your back on me. My heart was filled with so much pain and sadness that it felt like it was going to explode.

If the love had faded away, I wished that you had at least tried to stay. I wish that you had told me, no matter how much it would hurt, I would have willingly accepted it. But you didn't, and now I'm left with so many questions and so much pain.

When you held my hand, I thought we were in it together. I held on to the hope that you and I would work out, that we would overcome any obstacle that came our way. But why did you suddenly let go? Why did it have to end so suddenly, like stardust that disappears in the night sky?

Now, I'm curled up sobbing, trying to make sense of everything. Maybe everything happened for a reason, maybe it was a blessing in disguise, but I might not know it now. I hope that one day, I will find the answers to all my questions and the strength to move on.

---

Trix lay in bed, staring at the crumpled page in her hand. It was a letter from Vincent, the man she had loved deeply and devotedly. As she read it, her heart shattered into a million pieces, and all she could do was sob. How could he do this to her? How could he leave her without a word? How could he break her heart so callously?

With trembling hands, Trix ripped out the page from the notebook and threw it across the room. She could feel the anger and bitterness coursing through her veins. "I should hate you, right, Vincent?!" she murmured through gritted teeth. "But dammit! How foolish I am to believe you will come back. How stupid I am to believe that you still love me, that you will think of me."

Trix's tears flowed freely as she lay on her bed, surrounded by the remnants of her shattered dreams. "I wish I could just cut my heart and throw it away. It's useless," she whispered to herself. She could feel the pain of her broken heart, a dull ache that seemed to throb with every beat.

As the rain outside continued to pour, Trix tried to compose herself. "I hope this will be the last!" she said, wiping her tears and slapping her face gently. "Please, Trix, pull yourself together!" But it was too much, and she fell back onto the bed, overcome with emotion.

With not enough strength left in her body, Trix closed her eyes and let herself drift off to sleep. She could still feel the tears falling down her cheeks, like the raindrops that still pelted against her window. She didn't know what the future held, but for now, she allowed herself to rest, to grieve, and to hope that one day, her heart would heal.

--

Trix's heart had been shattered into a million pieces, and it seemed like she would never be able to put them back together again. It had been three long and agonizing years since her break-up with Vincent, yet the pain and hurt lingered on like an unwelcome guest that refused to leave. It was as if time had stood still for her, and the events of that fateful day felt like they had just occurred yesterday.

The scars from the past were so deep that Trix felt like she was trapped in a never-ending cycle of pain and heartbreak. No matter how hard she tried, it felt like the wounds just wouldn't heal. The pain was like a needle piercing through her heart, an excruciating sensation that made her want to end it all.

Trix knew she needed closure to move on, but it seemed like an elusive concept that was out of her reach. She didn't understand why Vincent had left her, and it was driving her insane. She longed for an explanation, a reason why he had walked out of her life so abruptly. It was only fair that she deserved to know, so she could make sense of everything and try to come to terms with it.

She often found herself questioning if she had done something wrong, said something that had caused Vincent to leave her. Had she missed any signs that he was unhappy? She wished she could go back in time and do things differently, but it was too late now.

The truth was, Trix was desperate for answers. She needed to know what she could do to make things work, to fix the relationship that was once so beautiful. Maybe it was too late, and there was nothing she could do to change the past, but she had to try. She had to know if there was any chance of reconciliation or if she should finally let go and move on.

Closure was something Trix desperately needed, as it was the only way she could continue living a full and meaningful life. She knew she had to face her fears and confront the painful memories head-on if she wanted to find inner peace and happiness. It wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to do whatever it took to find closure and finally move on from this tragic past.

--

"I'm sorry, Trix, but I can no longer continue this relationship. Let's end it up here!"

These words that came out of his lips are the most painful words she has ever heard in her entire life. These words tore her world apart.

"But why, Babe? Where did I go wrong? Please give me a chance to correct whatever I've done wrong. I require you. Please don't do this to me. You can't do this to me." though shuddering, she loudly speaks these words.

Vincent turned his broad back to her, leaving no answer. She wanted to run after him, hug him tight, and beg him to stay. But her legs trembled and weakened, so she does not have any strength to take even a single step.

Her sight began to get blurry, and the last thing she remembered was his image slowly fading away.

Trix stood there in disbelief, her heart feeling as if it was shattering into a million pieces. She had never imagined that Vincent would break her heart so cruelly. They had been together for two years, and she had thought that they were going to last forever. But now, all of her hopes and dreams had been shattered in an instant.

She could feel her eyes getting teary as she looked at Vincent's retreating figure. Her mind was racing, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. Had she done something to upset him? Was he seeing someone else? She desperately wanted answers, but Vincent was not willing to give them to her.

As he walked away, Trix's legs felt like jelly, and she could barely stand. She wanted to run after him and beg him to reconsider, but she knew that it would be futile. Vincent had made up his mind, and nothing she said or did would change it.

Trix's mind was consumed with thoughts of what her life would be like without Vincent. She couldn't imagine waking up every day without him by her side, or going through life's ups and downs without his support. The thought of losing him was too much to bear, and she felt like she was drowning in a sea of sadness and despair.

As Vincent disappeared from view, Trix's vision started to get blurry, and she collapsed to the ground. Her body was wracked with sobs, and she couldn't stop crying. It felt like her world had come to an end, and she didn't know how she was going to pick up the pieces and move on.

The pain of heartbreak was something that Trix had never experienced before, and she didn't know how to cope with it. She wanted to reach out to someone, anyone, who could help her make sense of what had happened. But she felt like she was all alone in the world, with no one to turn to.

As she lay there, crying and broken, Trix knew that her life would never be the same again. She had lost the person she loved most in the world, and she didn't know if she would ever be able to love again. The pain of heartbreak was all-consuming, and she felt like she was drowning in it.

--

As I look into your tear-filled eyes, my heart aches to see you in such distress. My precious baby, my love for you is infinite and nothing in this world can ever change that. So come here, my darling, let me give you a warm, comforting embrace. This hug is not just any hug, it's your favorite one that always seems to make everything better.

I know the world can be a harsh and cruel place. It's a fact that we must learn to face, but that doesn't mean we have to let it defeat us. You have promised me that you will stay strong, and I believe in you. You have the courage and strength to face whatever challenges come your way. Remember, you are not alone. I will always be here to support and guide you through life's ups and downs.

I may not be physically present with you right now, but my love will always be with you. You carry a piece of me in your heart always, and nothing can ever change that. We may be apart for now, but we will meet again someday. Until then, always remember that you are loved more than words could ever express.

My dear child, I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart. You bring joy and happiness to my life that I cannot explain. I am grateful for every moment we spend together, and I cherish each memory we make. You are my sunshine on a cloudy day, and I cannot imagine my life without you.

So let those tears fall, my love. Cry as much as you need to, but remember, this will be the last time you shed tears for this reason. From now on, we will face the world together, and I will wipe away any tears that may fall from your eyes.

I love you more than you will ever know, and I will always be here for you, no matter what. Thank you for being my child, and thank you for allowing me to be your mother. Until we meet again, my love.

---

END

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“Mom, mom.....”

---

As the sun slowly rose above the horizon, its radiant rays painted the sky in a vivid spectrum of colors. Blinking her eyes open, Trix let out a yawn, stretching her limbs as she slowly rose from her bed. Glancing at the clock, her movements became snail-paced as she realized that it was already 6am on August 22.

For Trix, this day held a special significance, as it marked the tenth anniversary of her mother's passing. A wave of nostalgia washed over her as she fondly remembered her mom, missing her with every second, minute, and hour of every day. Even though her mother was no longer with her, Trix knew that she was safe and happy in the arms of her little sister and loving father.

It was a decade ago when Mrs. Lopez tragically died in a car accident, only a month after Trix's father's burial. Losing both her parents in such a short span of time had been a double blow for her, leaving her in a state of shock and despair. However, as time went by, she slowly began to come to terms with her grief.

The road to healing had not been an easy one for Trix. She had struggled with moving on from the tragic past, and the pain of losing her parents had left an indelible mark on her heart. However, it was the love and support of her brothers and sisters in the orphanage that had helped her fill the void in her life. They had loved her unconditionally, showering her with affection and care, and there was no room for sadness or tears.

With time, acceptance, and hope, Trix had eventually found the strength to move forward. She had learned to cherish the memories of her parents, finding comfort in the fact that they were watching over her from above. As the sun continued to rise higher in the sky, Trix felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that her parents would always hold a special place in her heart.

---

“Good morning, Big Boss!” Trix greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Manager Lopez. Good luck for today!" CTO Fernandez responded positively.

Trix works as Graphic Art Manager at Elliom.org for almost 4 years.

Elliom.org is a top-of-the-line graphic design company that is not only recognized locally, but also globally. This company has earned a reputation for creating captivating illustrations and images that leave clients absolutely smitten. The quality of their work is unparalleled, and it's no surprise that their clients keep coming back for more.

So what is the secret behind Elliom.org's incredible success? It's simple: they put their heart and soul into every project they undertake. From the initial concept to the final product, Elliom.org's team of dedicated and passionate employees pour their creativity, expertise, and attention to detail into every aspect of their work.

Thanks to this commitment to excellence, Elliom.org has won several prestigious awards and accolades, both within the industry and beyond. Their ability to consistently bring new business to the organization is a testament to their exceptional talent and professionalism.

Moreover, Elliom.org has worked with a wide range of high-profile clients, including renowned companies such as TVM, KBC, and many more. Their innovative and creative approach to design has helped these brands achieve their marketing goals and stand out in an increasingly crowded marketplace.

In short, Elliom.org is a company that truly cares about its clients and the quality of their work. Their passion and dedication are evident in every project they undertake, and it's no wonder they're one of the most sought-after graphic design companies around.

---

“Turning your imagination into reality” this is what they do.

When it comes to bringing your wildest dreams and creative visions to life, there are few endeavors more exciting and fulfilling than turning your imagination into reality. And for those who are skilled at transforming these imaginative concepts into tangible works of art or innovative inventions, the possibilities are truly endless.

Whether you're an artist, engineer, or entrepreneur, being able to take the sparks of inspiration that ignite your mind and transform them into something tangible and meaningful is an incredibly rewarding experience. From creating awe-inspiring pieces of artwork that stir the soul and challenge the mind, to designing groundbreaking technologies that change the way we live and work, those who have the ability to turn their imagination into reality have a unique and powerful gift.

Of course, turning your imagination into reality is no easy feat. It takes skill, determination, and a willingness to take risks and push boundaries in order to bring your ideas to life. Whether you're working on a creative project or a technical innovation, you'll likely encounter challenges and obstacles along the way that require you to be adaptable, resilient, and creative in your problem-solving.

But despite the obstacles that may arise, the joy and fulfillment that come with seeing your ideas take shape and come to life are truly unmatched. Whether you're creating something for yourself or for others, the sense of accomplishment that comes from turning your imagination into reality is a powerful motivator that can keep you pushing forward even in the face of adversity.

So if you have a burning passion to create, innovate, and bring your imaginative ideas to life, don't let anything stand in your way. With hard work, dedication, and a little bit of courage, you too can turn your imagination into reality and achieve the kind of success and fulfillment that comes from pursuing your passions to their fullest extent.

---

As a Graphic Design Manager, Trix is responsible for ensuring that her team produces high-quality designs within the given budget and timeline, while adhering to the concept and specifications of the project. Her duties include supervising and leading the graphic designing team, collaborating with different departments to improve design quality, and resolving project-related issues.

Trix's creativity and marketing expertise have made her one of the most sought-after designers in the industry. She has worked on countless design projects for companies of all sizes around the world. Her talent and skills have also made her a valuable asset to Elliom.org, where she works under the leadership of Mr. Zander Fernandez, the Chief Graphic Technology Officer. Despite the pressure of working under this experienced 40-year-old, Trix manages to exceed expectations.

Trix's colleagues respect and admire her, often referring to her as "Miss Perfect." She has a natural beauty and a charming personality that everyone loves. However, despite her many talents, there is still one area in which Trix is lacking. She has yet to find her true love, and she often wonders when she will find the one who will complete her life.

---

It's a common misconception that someone with all the trappings of success must be living a perfect and fulfilling life. Perhaps you see someone who appears to have it all - wealth, status, beauty, a successful career - and assume that they're content and fulfilled.

However, this assumption couldn't be further from the truth. Happiness is not guaranteed by any particular set of external circumstances, no matter how seemingly perfect they may be. And the reality is that many people who appear to have it all are actually struggling behind closed doors.

Take, for example, the woman you might see as a goddess or a princess. From the outside, it might seem like she has everything anyone could ever want. But in reality, she's far from content. Despite all her successes, she's still missing something - the last piece of the puzzle that would make her life feel complete.

What is this missing piece? It could be anything - love, companionship, a sense of purpose or meaning. Whatever it is, it's a deeply personal and individual thing, and it's not necessarily something that can be obtained through external means.

So the next time you find yourself envying someone who seems to have it all, remember that appearances can be deceiving. It's entirely possible that they're struggling with their own challenges, and that the things you assume would make them happy are actually the very things that are missing from their lives.

---

Though Trix broke up 3 years ago, she never had an eye on guys who lure her. Many guys have attempted to win her heart, but no one ever did. Not even close.

Reason?

She knows that her heart still belongs to someone. Yes, she hasn't moved on yet and still hoping that Vincent will come back. She still damn hope that Vincent will appear from nowhere and will tell her that she still love her.

(High hopes)

It may seem a fantasy, as she still daydreamed of him, but there's this feeling inside her telling her to just hold on as Vincent still love her. That she is still the girl he wants to be with and share his whole life.

(Damn this feeling!)

Trix doesn't want to use a guy's feeling just to forget the past. She told herself that in case she will fall in love again, she will make sure that her heart is fully healed and is open to love again.

For now, the door to her heart remains locked.

---

Matt walked towards the door of the cafeteria, feeling rejected once again. He had been trying to ask Trix out for weeks now, but every time he did, she always had an excuse. He couldn't help but wonder if there was another reason why she kept saying no. Was it him? Did she not feel the same way he did?

Trix, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel guilty for always turning Matt down. She knew he liked her, but she didn't want to lead him on. She valued their friendship too much to risk it on a romantic relationship that might not work out. She sighed as she gathered her things, ready to head back to work.

As she walked towards the exit, she heard someone call her name. "Trix!" It was Matt again. She turned around, a bit surprised to see him still there.

"Hey, Matt. Is there something else you need?" she asked.

"I just wanted to say that I understand. Work is important to you, and I don't want to get in the way of that. But just so you know, I'm not going to give up on us. I'll wait for you, Trix. As long as it takes."

Trix felt her heart skip a beat. She didn't know what to say. She had never had someone be so persistent in pursuing her before. "Matt, I appreciate that, but I just don't know if I'm ready for a relationship right now."

"I know," he said. "But when you are ready, I'll be here. I'll be the one to invite you out next time."

Trix couldn't help but smile at Matt's determination. "Okay, Matt. You've got a deal."

They said their goodbyes once again, this time with a bit more hope in the air. As they went their separate ways, Trix couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest. Maybe, just maybe, there was something more between them than just friendship.

---

Trix was a woman who tried to live every day with positivity and a smile on her face, despite the challenges that life threw at her. But no matter how hard she tried, she always felt like her efforts were in vain. Despite this, there was one person who brought light to her life and made it all worthwhile - Vincent.

Vincent was Trix's rock, her guiding light through the darkest of times. He was the one who made her feel loved and cherished, even when the world around her seemed to be falling apart. Trix couldn't help but think of Vincent as her personal ray of sunshine, a rainbow after a storm that always managed to make everything better.

Even though their relationship had ended, Trix couldn't bring herself to forget the happy moments they shared. She refused to let the pain of their breakup overshadow the joy they had experienced together. Instead, she held onto the memories of their laughter and the times they made each other smile. Those were the moments that made it all worthwhile, the moments that reminded Trix of the love they shared.

Even now, as they had gone their separate ways, Trix couldn't help but hold onto the hope that they would find their way back to each other. She knew that they were meant to be together, and that their love was special - something that couldn't be easily replaced. And so, Trix held onto the memories of their love, cherishing every moment they had shared, and hoping that one day they would find their way back to each other.

---

"Let's call it a day, lady. It's time to rest your heart and mind now", Trix words at the back of her head while looking her reflection in the mirror.

---

[]Undressed, she directed herself to the shower.[]

---

Vincent sat on his leather chair, staring at the documents piled on his desk. He rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the fatigue that had been accumulating throughout the day. He checked his watch and realized that his meeting with Mister Alfredo would start in just 30 minutes.

"Sir, your meeting will start with Mister Alfredo in 30 minutes. Please get ready," Isabela, his secretary, reminded him.

"Thanks, Isabela. You may get back to work now," Vincent replied, trying to sound as polite as possible.

"Yes, sir," Isabela said as she headed towards the door.

Vincent stopped her. "And oh, one more thing, can you cancel all my appointments this weekend and reschedule it. I've got some personal matter to do."

"Noted that sir. It will be done," Isabela assured him before closing the door behind her.

Vincent leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes. He knew he could trust Isabela to take care of things. She had been his secretary for years, and he considered her as one of his closest confidantes.

After a few minutes, he got up from his chair and walked towards the window. He gazed outside, looking at the view of the city. He loved this view, especially at night when the city lights illuminated the skyline.

Vincent heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he said, turning around to face the door.

"Sir, Mister Alfredo is here," Isabela said as she opened the door.

"Thank you, Isabela," Vincent said as he walked towards the door.

Mister Alfredo stood up as soon as Vincent entered the room. They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries before sitting down.

"It's good to see you, Vincent. I hope everything's going well with the company," Mister Alfredo said.

Vincent smiled. "Yes, everything's going well. We're still sailing amidst the storm that will come along the way," he replied.

They discussed business matters for the next hour, and Vincent was satisfied with the outcome of the meeting. After Mister Alfredo left, Vincent sat back on his chair, feeling exhausted.

He picked up his phone and dialed Isabela's number. "Isabela, can you bring me a cup of coffee, please?" he asked.

"Right away, sir," Isabela replied before hanging up.

Vincent sat there, lost in thought, until Isabela came in with his coffee. He thanked her and took a sip, relishing the taste of the hot liquid.

"Is everything okay, sir?" Isabela asked, sensing something was bothering Vincent.

Vincent sighed. "I'm just tired, Isabela. It's been a long day."

"I understand, sir. Is there anything I can do to help?" Isabela asked, concern etched on her face.

Vincent smiled. "Just having you around helps, Isabela. Thank you."

Isabela smiled back, and Vincent felt grateful to have her as his secretary. He knew that he could count on her no matter what.

As he sipped his coffee, Vincent thought about his father and the company he had built. He knew that he had big shoes to fill, but he was determined to make his father proud. He also thought about his personal matter and knew that he had to take care of it before it's too late.

Vincent's phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from his mother.

"Hi, Mom," Vincent said as he answered the call.

"Vincent, how are you? How's the company doing?" his mother asked.

"I'm fine, Mom. The company is doing well," Vincent replied.

--

Vincent Russell Vaughn is the Chief Executive Officer of Vaughn Dior, a company that specializes in designing and manufacturing high-quality furniture products. The company was established by his late father, Victor Villarosa Vaughn, who had a passion for creating furniture that was not only beautiful but also functional.

Under Vincent's supervision and hard work, Vaughn Dior has become one of the top furniture companies in the world. The dedication and hard work of the employees have played a crucial role in the success of the company. They have been able to increase the company's stock and sales, bringing it to the top spot where it has remained for the past few years.

Vincent is a visionary leader who understands the importance of teamwork and collaboration. He values the contribution of each and every employee and always makes sure to acknowledge their hard work and dedication. He believes that a company's success is not just based on the quality of its products but also on the relationships it builds with its clients and partners.

On a particular day, Vincent had some exciting news to share with his team. "Great work everyone! I want to commend you all for your contribution to the growth of the company. I will not be able to do it without you all. With that being said, we will have a dinner tonight. As a celebration of Vaughn Dior and Elliom.org collaboration to this certain huge project. Finally, they have signed a contract with us. As you may know, they're reaping and soaring high now. So it's really a good thing we are joining together for this project. See you at Tai-Yeb Restaurant at 7 pm. You're dismissed now," Vince proudly announced.

Vincent's hard work and dedication had paid off when Elliom.org finally signed a contract to work with Vaughn Dior. He knew that Elliom.org was known for its excellence in design, and he was excited to work with them. However, Vincent's excitement went beyond the project as he looked forward to meeting Trix, someone whom he had not seen in a long time.

Vincent had regretted leaving Trix without a trace in the past. He knew that he had been a coward and that his actions had hurt her deeply. He had missed her terribly and had thought about her every day since then. He knew that he still loved her and wanted to make things right with her.

As Vincent prepared for the dinner, he couldn't help but think about how much he wanted to see Trix again. He wanted to hug her tightly and apologize for his past actions. He knew that he had made a mistake, and he regretted it deeply. He wished he could turn back the clock and do things differently, but he also knew that there was no point in dwelling on the past.

Vincent was determined to make things right with Trix. He wanted to catch up with her and see how she was doing. He wanted to see her beautiful smile and know that he was the reason behind it. He knew that their love story could end if he did not play his cards right, and that was the last thing he wanted. He was eager to make up for lost time and build a future with the woman he loved.

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