Downgrading Miss CEO novel Chapter 4

The day went by extremely slow and for some curious reason, I was looking forward to having lunch with my sister. My sister and I have always been close, but some part of me envied her. She got to live the life she had always wanted for herself. She was living the life I had once set out for myself. But everything changed after that one night. That one accident turned my life upside down.

I got my phone and keys and put them in my bag before I looked around my office one final time. After that, I sent Ali home for the rest of the afternoon, but she made sure to still be here at 5 to help me get ready for dinner with that Marc guy. I decided to walk to the restaurant where I agreed to meet with Ava instead of taking my car. It was only a five-minute walk and the weather outside was nice enough. A nice spring breeze, not too warm and certainly not too cold.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw Ava already sitting inside next to the window. I gave her a little wave before I stepped in, hang my coat, and sat with her in the booth. "I'm sorry I'm late. It was a hectic day at the office. But I'm here now. How is med school going for you?" I asked her as I hang my bag on my chair and then my coat over it.

"Seriously Luce, are we not going to talk about the bomb dad dropped on you? I know you're trying to hold yourself together right now because I know this is not how you expected to get married." Ava moved her hand to lay it on top of mine. "I know nothing about your life is what you wanted it to be and I'm sorry. I feel like you gave up your own dreams to let me live mine."

I shook my head and gave my sister the most genuine smile I could manage at that point. "Ava, you're my sister, I would do anything to make you happy. I'm the oldest now, and that means it's my job to look out for you. Don't worry about me, I will find my way out of this. Just enjoy med school for both of us, okay? Besides that, I have a date tonight. It's a setup with one of Brandon's college friends. His name is Marc, and according to Alison he's a catch."

I looked at my sister and studied her features. Between the two of us, it was safe to say she got all the good genes from my mom and dad together. She was the perfect balance to my mom's refined and elegant beauty, and my father's fierce and speaking eyes. Personality-wise neither of us took after my dad, which was something we're both extremely grateful for. My dad was a cold man, always has been. We were raised by my mom and several nannies while my dad was constantly working, being able to provide us with everything we wanted, at least that was how he thought about it. In real life, it was sort of lonely for us, and my mom.