0 Celsius: To thaw a frozen heart novel Chapter 1

Today was a new beginning for me.

The chilly winds of mid December were making me pull on the front of my coat trying to shield myself.

Cars were zooming passed me

And life was going at a normal place here on the busy streets of New York for everyone.

Except for me.

I was still stuck where I was 2 years back

Those eagle eyes still haunt my nights,

Those playful kisses and cuddles at night still re open those only happy times of my life.

I long for all that love

I long for him.

But I know times will never be same again.

I lied, I cheated, I faked back then and even if I have changed now I will still remain as a gold digging bitch for everyone including him.

But today I was here standing in front of the 80 floor high skyscraper called R R Industries building with only one motive.

His forgiveness

I know I don't deserve it.

I know but I need him

His forgiveness will make things better , it will make me hate myself less ,it will soothe the pain in my heart and I was even ready to beg for it if I had to.

As I opened the glass doors bordered with plating of gold my dirty sneakers ruined the shine of creme Italian marble tiles underneath me.

'Just like I ruined his beautiful life with my entrance in his life 3 years back'

I thought.

I looked up to see people wearing expensive formal clothes moving around.

Feeling self conscious and trying not to make an eye contact with anyone

I made my way through them to reach the reception.

A beautiful blonde with blue eyes was there talking to someone on the phone.

She noticed my presence but continued to talk.

After 10 long minutes she finally ended her call and asked me

"How may I help you ma'am?"

Those 10 minutes I thought of various ways I will ask her my question but when she actually asked my mind and tongue lost coordination due to anxiousness.

"I...I.... wanted to ...meet....."

I hate myself!!!

I hate this weak self!!

Earlier I used to be so confident!!

I never used to think what others thought of me, I used to speak my mind even if I had to talk to the prime minister

And now I am the complete opposite.

He made me like this but still truly speaking I am myself the reason for this, my mistakes made me this.

She was looking at me with a look of disgust and irritation

"Ma'am I am busy, if you don't know why you are here just leave

Don't waste my time!"

I tried to answer directly

"Mr Alessandro Romano"

".....I need to meet him"

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No....but he knows me....can you please call him and tell him that I am here?"

She looked at me skeptically not believing that I know him

"Please ma'am .....please!"

She picked up the phone to call

"Your name?"

"Sapphire Brown"

She auto dialled a number and started talking in Italian which I couldn't understand

"Signore, una ragazza di nome zaffiro marrone è qui per incontrarti"

.(SIR A GIRL NAMED SAPPHIRE BROWN IS HERE TO MEET YOU)

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"si signore"(YES SIR)

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"Si signore"

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"Ok signore, mi assicurerò che se ne vada"

(OKAY SIR,I'LL MAKE SURE SHE LEAVES)

She placed the phone down

"Sir is extremely busy right now and his schedule is very tight, I am sorry ma'am but you can't meet him today"

"So what about tomorrow? You can book my appointment for tomorrow"

"I am sorry but he is going out of country tomorrow