Chapter 416 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

She had hoped that Miley would deny it and tell her it was nonsense or maybe a prank or misunderstanding. She hadn’t wanted to hear that it was true.

How could she live knowing that she wouldn’t be able to talk to Miley anymore? She wouldn’t be able to spend her leave traveling around with her?

She sat up when it suddenly occurred to her that she was thinking of herself, not Miley. If she was feeling this way, how must Miley be feeling? Miley had so many dreams and aspirations, and now she was going to die?

It must be difficult, seeing as she had not been able to bring herself to tell her parents about it. She needed to pull herself together and be strong for Miley. Crying wasn’t going to help either her or Miley.

Amy stood up and walked to the bathroom to run some water over her face. Standing by the mirror, she took a deep breath to calm herself as she looked back at her puffy face, her eyes red and swollen.

With a sigh, she returned to her living room and paced the entire length of her little apartment as she thought about what she could do to help Miley. One thing was sure, regardless of whatever Miley said, she couldn’t let Miley be alone at a time like this.

If Miley had just six months left, then by God, she would spend that time with her doing whatever she wanted to do and making their remaining time together memorable for her.

Having made up her mind on that, she returned to her laptop, and this time she had a determined expression on her face as she typed her resignation letter. She loved her job and was very proud of it, but she wasn’t going to let it get in her way of being there for Miley.

Even though it was sudden, she was going to beg Celsie to let her resign, and if Celsie refused, she was just going to have to provoke Celsie into firing her.

After typing the letter and going through it, she sent it as a mail to her computer in the office, and then she picked up her car key and walked out of her apartment without bothering to fix her appearance.

Once she got to the company, she didn’t care about the weird looks she received from other staff as she walked past them and headed for her department office.

Immediately she got there, she ignored her colleagues who were looking at her curiously as she headed straight to her desk. She printed out her resignation letter quickly and went to Celsie’s office.

Celsie, who was on the phone with the head of the design unit at the factory, glanced at the door when Amy knocked, “Please, hold on,” she said to the man before calling out to who was at the door to come in.

She was surprised when Amy walked into her office, looking completely unlike herself and in a worse state than she had been that morning, “Please, I will call you back. I have to attend to someone right now,” Celsie said apologetically before hanging up.

“What is wrong?” She asked as she walked around her desk to go to Amy.

“I’m here to submit my resignation letter,” Amy said, making Celsie’s brows draw together in concern.

“Resignation? Why that all of a sudden?”

“It’s nothing. I just don’t want to work here anymore,” Amy said, and her lips quivered as she spoke, shaming her.

“Did something happen? Amy, you know you can talk to me, right? There is no way I’m letting you leave my office without knowing what’s wrong with you,” Celsie said as she placed a hand around Amy’s shoulders and guided her to sit on one of the chairs in the office.

Tears gathered in Amy’s eyes as she looked at Celsie, and somehow she believed Celsie would understand. She had a best friend, after all. One who had dropped everything and had even broken up with her boyfriend in public just to run over to her. Celsie would definitely understand.

“I just found out that my best friend is dying. She has cancer,” Amy cried, and Celsie teared up immediately.

“Oh, dear!” Celsie murmured as she embraced Amy.

Although she couldn’t exactly call Amy her friend yet, Amy wasn’t entirely just an employee to her either. Amy had remained by her side and stayed loyal to the point of challenging her colleagues who she had known way longer before her. Amy had given her the pep talk she needed just the previous day to act like the team leader she was rather than looking down on her ability.

Amy’s body shook as she cried once again. Saying the words out loud seemed to tear down the dam that had been preventing her tears from falling for the last hour. Admitting that her best friend was dying shattered her heart.

She held on to Celsie as she cried while Celsie patted her back, not knowing anything to say to her. What could she say? She couldn’t even imagine how devastated she would be if anything happened to Sonia. No. She didn’t even want to imagine it.

Although she didn’t know just how close Amy must be to her best friend, but she knew that whatever they had must be very special if Amy was choosing to resign because of it.

As Amy struggled to pull herself together, Celsie handed her the box of tissues on her desk, and Amy drew out a few pieces as she blew her nose into it and wiped the tears from her face.

“I’m sorry I’m a mess,” she said apologetically, and Celsie waved off her apology as she wiped her own face.

“I’m sorry about your best friend. I wish I knew what to say to make you feel better, but I don’t. I don’t think anything would make you feel better. I actually don’t think anyone should feel okay after hearing such news,” Celsie said, and Amy nodded in agreement.

“What is your plan?” Celsie asked, and Amy shrugged.

“I just want to spend what little time she has left with her doing whatever she wants and taking care of her,” Amy said, tearing up again, and she looked up to blink back her tears.

“Do you think you might want to come back to work after? I could get a temporary replacement for you until then,” Celsie suggested, and Amy looked at her, surprised that Celsie would make such an offer.

“You will do that? For me?” She asked, and Celsie smiled when she saw the hope in Amy’s eyes.

“We are a team, remember? Apart from the fact that I like you, you are good at your job, and I would rather work with you than anyone else. Instead of a resignation letter, you can email me an official letter requesting sick leave. I will print it out myself and put it in your file. I will talk to the CEOs. So feel free to do whatever you need to do for your best friend. Your job will be waiting for you when you get back,” Celsie promised, and Amy’s heart swelled with gratitude.

“Thank you so much, Director Miller,” Amy greeted, deeply touched by Celsie’s kindness.

“Please call me Celsie. I will like to believe that you see me as not just your superior in the office. I’ll call you from time to time to check on you and know how your best friend is doing,” Celsie said as they both stood, and Amy embraced her.

“Thank you,” Amy said once again before leaving the office.

It wasn’t until she had gotten into her car and was on her way home that she remembered that Miley had said she was with Celsie’s twin brother.

How did she know him? She remembered Miley saying she had run into him by coincidence and that she would talk to her after he left. After he leaves where? The Hotel? What were they doing together? Should she have mentioned it to Celsie? She shook her head.

Miley’s relationship with Celsie’s twin brother wasn’t her business. She was just going to go home, type the letter Celsie had asked her to send, and then book the next available flight to go be with Miley.

Matt sat in the dressing room with his script in hand as the make-up artist powdered his face. This was unlike him. He was unable to focus, and he was struggling with his lines.

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