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Amaya

Beautiful! I exclaimed as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. If not for the eye bags I managed to cover with makeup, I looked perfect! I could barely stay asleep. My anxiety got the best of me... again!

"This is it" I mumbled as I typed in the address for the interview on google map. Can't get lost on the day you finally get to meet the man who broke up your heart and relationship of 4 years over a text.

SHERATON HOTEL
RM 345

I smiled as I remembered how much he loved the hotel and the few times we had lodged here, in an attempt to run away from our crazy schedules. Him taking over his family business, me finally getting promoted to reporter and fashion writer. We barely had time for ourselves and as busy as we both were, Ahmad always found a way to make time for us to hang and just enjoy the warmth of each others arms. It was beautiful until it wasn't.

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"Good morning ma" my assistant greeted. She was obviously waiting for a couple minutes as she kept shifting from one leg to the other.
Morning dear. Hope you slept good? Is everything set up? I asked without waiting for a reply. I was grumpy today and I was trying so hard not to piss everyone off in the process.
"Yes it is. The crew are already set and waiting for him to return from breakfast"
That's nice I said absentmindedly. I was having a battle with myself. I had to find a way to calm my anxiety. CHOCOLATE! yes right. That was my comfort food. I quickly found a bar in my bag to nibble on while waiting for the elevator to get to the top floor... typical Ahmad! He always loved heights and breathtaking views. Can't blame him. The man was a view himself.
"Madam stopeeet!" I internally screamed to myself.
"We're here ma"
That was what it took to bring me back to my senses and actually look around my environment. My assistant led the way and it felt too familiar but nobody had to know that.
We got in and there were too many echoes of "good mornings" I didn't need at the moment. Thank goodness for my staff. They understood sometimes I get into a mood and they adjust to it.

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My makeup was retouched for the second time in barely an hour.
I've been here for 30 mins already and was growing impatient. I had grabbed a second bar of chocolate and was about to begin nibbling on it when I heard the voice that tormented my sleep for over a year.

"Maya?" He looked like he had seen a ghost.
Hello sir. You're finally here, we've been waiting for you for almost an hour.
I said bringing forth my hand for a handshake.
He looked at me and back to my outstretched hand and pulled me into a rather tight and inappropriate hug. His cologne was just as I remember. It invaded my senses and rendered me breathless just like it's owner had.

'Errrrmmm' I cleared my throat and attempted to pull away suddenly remembering we had audience.
He finally pulled back and I dared to look into his eyes. I could see something like guilt but just as soon as I did, he looked away, masking his feelings as that was his mastery. If I didn't know better, I would have thought he felt guilty for what he did.

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Shall we begin? I said leading to the setup. "Sure. You look amazing" he whispered. I gave him a weak smile afraid if I opened my mouth, I'd say something that might cause my magazine one of our biggest interviews.

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The interview was going on just fine as we even shared a joke in between. I had been skipping a question until my assistant's voice came through the earpiece I had long forgotten were on me.
I took a deep breath and finally asked with a fake amused look.

So Mr Ahmad, I began there has been a rumor going on for a while about you breaking up with your girlfriend of over 4 years just a few weeks to your marriage, Which had made a lot of people think your marriage was rather rushed and feels like a marriage of convenience so we'd like for you to clear the air and let people know what they have been dying to hear. I said finally with a smirk.
He adjusted in his seat nervously and looked straight at me like he was accepting a challenge.
"First off, I've never dwelled on what the media has to say about me. And yes My marriage was rather too sudden and that has nothing to do with convenience but I have known my wife since we were little. I knew she was my soul mate and I didn't feel the need to inform the public about our relationship until it felt right. She's a rather private woman as I am too.
Concerning the alleged long term girlfriend," he put his hands up in quote and I could feel my heart beating as loudly as it could, " she was my best friend, we met at a point where we both needed someone to lean on. She had just started out her life, I had too and it just felt right to be with someone who understood your daily struggles. We kicked it off, she was the most amazing person I knew asides my wife that is" he said smiling into the camera.
I felt my whole world crumble at that moment but I knew I had to round up the interview before breaking down.
I smiled a rather bright smile pushing all of my feeling away, at least for now.

Well ladies and gentlemen, you've heard it from the man himself so give him a break to enjoy his family and no more heartbreaker replies on his posts people.
Thank you Mr Ahmad for having us.

I didn't wait for the crew to stop rolling as I fled the building fighting back my tears. I almost tripped over my heels as my vision was already blurry. Once in the elevator, I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. 'Best friend' I kept saying to myself as I drove all the way home.