A week has passed since the premiere and it is currently the 1st of October. I have to find a way to get a few days off so I can go back home for my birthday and attend the thing. I never went but I feel like I should go. I don't need to take pictures or anything. I'm quite interested to see who would show up if we're being honest.

"Look Romain I didn't agree on this. It is Rose's birthday we're talking about! I am going to have to leave her at your place in a month. I can't not see her for two months. I'm her mother for god sake." Scarlett yells on the phone as she walks though the living room.

"Oh now that's rich. Oh fuck off Romain I can handle my own relationships" Jesus what did he say that made her react that way. Nothing good that's for certain.

"Fine, I'll find a way to see her in that time. I hope you're happy asshole." she says and sits down on the couch. She puts her head into her hands clearly upset.

"Are you okay?" I ask

"Do I look okay?" she yells at me

"No" I say back calmly

"Then don't fucking ask" she hisses

"Fine, I'll be in my office, not bothering you from there" I say and leave the living room.

I know that they just fought but there was no need to yell at me. I didn't do shit. So why do I get the backlash? Ah fuck it. I don't care anymore. Over the past week I've discovered that I am most certainly falling for Scarlett Johansson. I think and worry about her. I even had a dream about her the other day. I get an email from my cooperative team from England and hurried to read it. There seemed to be a shortage of supplies in one of the company's and the new manager doesn't know who to call to fix the issue. I emailed him a few numbers he can call to prevent that from happening.

It was around 3 pm when I walked to the kitchen to make something to eat. I have no idea what to make though. I opened the fridge and there were no left overs so I guess there is only one thing left to do. That is make something from scratch. Not my favourite activity but it will help calm down my nerves. I haven't had pasta in some time so I guess I'll make that. I put some water into a pot and wait for it to boil. I don't break the spaghetti like some people do. I put some salt into the water and put the pasta inside. As that is cooking I make some sauce to go with. While stirring the sauce I hear footsteps emerging from the hallway. I turn to see Scarlett standing there. She looks like she's been crying.

Her eyes are red and her hair is a mess. She has red cheeks and her complexion is not the best. She just stands there looking at me. Like an android. Asking her if she's alright again is not a good idea so I guess I'll just stay quiet and wait for her to speak up. I finish the sauce and the pasta. Without thinking I try to lift the pot with no mittens on.

"Son of a bitch" I yelp putting ny hand under cold running water

"Are you alright?" she asks coming closer to me

"Yeah, just a burn. I'll be fine." I say and go to strain the pasta

"Can I help with anything?" she asks

"You can set the table if you'd like for the both of us to eat together." I say putting the pot on the counter again.

"S-sure."

Did she just stutter? What is going on with this woman? I serve our food and get a bit of cheese from the fridge. I great some on top of our pasta and carry it to the table. She took out a bottle of wine? Really? At 4 pm?

I sit down opposite of her and begin to eat. She and I don't say a word until she dares to speak.

"Am I a bad mother?" She asks

"Huh, wait why are you asking me this?"

"I said am I a bad mother?" she asks again this time her voice is a bit different.

"No, I don't think so." I say continuing to eat. She doesn't say a word back just nods at that. We finish our meals and I take the dishes into the sink. I didn't drink during lunch because I didn't feel the need to. I cleaned everything and got back to work. If I spend more time with her I'll ask her questions. And if I ask her questions I'll be invested. And if I am invested I'll do everything in my power to make her happy and that includes anything she'll like. I can't do that. I can't let go and just run into her arms. I don't even think she wants me to run into her arms.

I've already told her I don't hug and after that she never tried ever again.

I've known her for two months now. I never hugged her. I want to but I can't. If I fall for her completely I'll be doomed for another life time of sadness once she's gone. I know for a fact she she's not planning to stay. She just needs me to do her work. That is it.

She enters my office at 8 pm and closes the door. She pulls up a chair and sits next to me in silence.

"Hey" I speak up

"Hi" she says not even looking at me

"Do you think I'm pathetic?" she asks

"Is that what Romain told you earlier today?" I ask back

"Not in those words, no" she says

"I don't think I'm the right person to answer that question." I say

"Are you afraid you're pathetic too?" she asks me

"Not really the word I would use, but something like that, sure." I say turning off the computer.

"I don't understand you Lena" she says

"why is that-

"I don't understand you and it is eating me from the inside." she interrupts

"What is there to understand?" I ask getting up she follows my steps

"How are you so goddamn perfect? You're like a robot that has been programmed to respond to everything with patience. You are friendly and open with everyone except me; the person you spend most time with. You have no weaknesses. I've never even seen you cry in the past two months I've known you." she says coming closer to me.

"You're looking into this way too much Ms" I say getting away from her

"I have a name for a reason. Use it!" she says getting even closer to me. I'm afraid if I move further I'll be pressed up the wall behind me.

"What is the problem? Maybe we can fix this. Do you want me to talk with Romain?" I ask her ignoring the things she's saying to me.

"Fuck Romain! This isn't about him. I've been torturing myself for a month. Just give me an answer."

"Why don't you want to touch me? Now you be honest with me." she says

"I touch you. Remember when I held your hand in the car or when we walked the carpet." I say

"I'm not talking about that kind of touch. Why won't you let me hug you?" she says quietly. If I wasn't so close to her right now I wouldn't be able to hear it.

"I don't hug everybody." I say

"And yet you hug Maria, Tony, Emily oh and my mother."

"As I said I don't hug everybody." I try to keep my cool. She scoffs at that. Looks like I've struck a nerve.

"Good to know my mother is on a higher pedistal than I am."

"There is no need to be upset. I am your assistant after all"

"You don't see the problem do you" she asks me

"What problem"

"The reason why I am acting the way I am is not because Romain told me some nasty words or because I can't see my daughter in two months. The problem here is I thought you at least considered me your friend." she says tearing up.

"Look, I don't make friends with the people I work with"

"Tell that to Maria"

"Maria is an exception!" I say enraged

"Why is she an exception? Maybe because you two fucked? Do I need to get into your pants so I could see your heart for just a moment? Or is that spot only reserved for her" she yells.

"Are you out of your mind? I never slept with Maria. She's married!" I yell back.

"Like that would stop someone like you!"

"What the hell does that mean." I ask

"Oh I think you know."

"No. I don't think I do. Please, enlighten me." I yell

"You are ambitious, too much for anyones good but yourself. Maria told me what you did to get to where you were back in the times. You are so cold and disconnected with the world. I've never even seen your friends. That brings me the explanation that you don't have any. I don't know your full name which means you don't want me to find out. You are driven by your ego and all you do is ruin people from within. Just like you did to me" She says pointing a finger my way.

"I did that to you?"I ask

"Yes. You made me like and want you even. You make sure I'm okay but then pat me on the back like nothing happened. You don't want me near you and yet here you are."

"If I am so destructible then why am I still here?"

I get to my desk and search for my contract. This conversation is my tipping point, all of it. I don't need this. I have kept my identity in the dark for years and I will not let someone like her destroy that. I finally find the contract and give it to her.

"Rip it." I say

"huh?" she looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"Rip this up and I'll be on my way." I say

"I can't do that" I nod and pack ny things.

"Then keep tabs of your Email. You'll receive my letter of resignation there." I say and open my bag.

I take out her phone, the keys and the cards and everything that is associated with her. She just stares at me in disbelief.

"Goodbye Ms Johansson" I say and leave.

I arrive back home and the minute I open my door I collapse on the floor. I can't believe what happened. She, she hurt me even behind the walls. She was able to do serious damage to me and I let her. I guess I was silly to even think I could work with her with these feelings of mine. I really hope I made the right call.

Back when I was in high school I did a lot of rebellious actions and I was simply a bad kid so my father covered up my identity and presented me as Agnes Adams. Using my middle name of course. I was happy to be out of the bubble and no one knew who I was. I was and still am shocked Emily recognized me.

I use my first and last name and people don't associate me with them. They think that Agnes Adams is back in England running the company and all. They didn't even think that someone like me could be living here in New York.

I take a shower and get dressed for bed. Today's events went fast and I am very tired because of it. I fell asleep in seconds..