Chapter 1

-Summary: Andrew didn't come back for her and she leaves to spend her year in Canada since she cant apply for her visa again until the year is up. When she returns, things have changed. Andrew is now chief editor. But is she willing to accept that the only available position is his personal assistant?-

Okay so this is my story continued. Last year I was deported back to my home country of Canada. But before I left I had a nice proposal with my assistant of 3 years, Andrew Paxton. We almost got married. To this day I still wander what might have happened had we actually gone through with the marriage and well ya know gotten married. Only God knows.

Anyhow…for the past year I have been working for a business in Toronto, who does printing. It wasn't exactly publishing, but it was a job. Last week marked the year anniversary of my being deported, thus I was able to apply for another visa. Lucky for me, this time I actually took the time to do the paperwork that was involved and as promised I should be receiving a visa within the next few months. Thankfully I didn't have to deal with Mr. Gilbertson, but I did see him. I have an appointment with my old job tomorrow at Colden Books here in New York. I'm hoping they will give me my old job back as chief editor. But for now I am settling back into my old apartment. It feels nice to be back here and its more of a home to me. After all, I lived here for so long. After a long day of unpacking, I am exhausted and need some rest.

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8:30am.

Another busy day at the office. Andrew rushes into his office to begin editing the leftovers from yesterday. He had business to take care of and didn't get to finish them. "Damnit, where is an assistant when you really need one?" He takes a sip of his coffee and begins to settle down.

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"Ah, Margaret Tate, how nice to see you again." Jack greeted her as she entered his office.

"Its nice to see you again too" Wow he hasn't changed much. This place still feels the same, as if nothing has changed. "So uh, I was hoping you could help me out with a job?"

"Well we have been expecting you, unfortunately the only position available is editors assistant. Our new chief editor is in dire need of assistance."

Assistant? I don't want to assist someone, I want to be my own boss. My mind was screaming at me but I knew I had no choice, so I accepted the position. "Alright, gentlemen, I accept the position."

"Excellent, so can you start tomorrow?"

I nodded, then left their office. I was curious, and was hoping that maybe I might catch a tiny glimpse of him as I ventured around the building. But he wasn't there.

What she didn't know was that he was in her old office working as an editor. He was now the big shot. On her way out she bumped into a lady on her way to the elevator.

"Oh excuse me."

The lady just smiled at Margaret and walked away.

"That was weird." I hate when people run into me like that. I try to keep a low profile as I walk towards the exit of the building. I didn't want to make a huge scene about my return.

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The next morning.

6:30am my alarm goes off. I get up and ready to begin my life once again as an editor, well editors assistant this time. I eat my bowl of cereal and then its off to work I go. I rushed, but I don't see why, I had plenty of time to get there.

Upon my arrival, Jack greeted me at the door. "Good morning Margaret. As you may have heard we have a new chief editor" As they were speaking he was leading her to where her old office was. As soon as they entered the office she was in shock. On the door was a plate that said his name on it, Andrew Paxton, chief editor.

"Andrew?" She interrupted Jacks speech.

I was in the middle of a phone call when I heard someone speak my name. Wait a minute, I know that voice. "Margaret?" I hang up the phone and jump up completely surprised by her presence and in my office. "What are you doing here?"

"I guess they didn't tell you did they?"

"Tell me what?" I was confused.

"I'm your new assistant."

Holy shit. I could not believe this, was I dreaming? I reached for something and ended up spilling my coffee all over my desk. She had come back. A year ago I was in love with her and she left me at the altar standing alone, but now so much had changed. I don't think she will take the change in very well.

"So what have you been doing all this time?"

I told her to take a seat at the chair in front of my desk and she did just that.

"Working, in Toronto for a printing company."

I was still in shock from her being back. I had been dreaming of this moment for months now, but that was before…

A knock at the door.

"Sarah hey, what are you doing here sweetie?"

Margaret had a confused look on her face, for this Sarah woman was the very same lady she had met in the elevator yesterday. And Sweetie? What the hell?

"I was coming to see what you wanted for lunch today?"

Andrew motioned for me to give him a minute, as he stepped outside with his, I'm assuming girlfriend? I watched them talk through the glass. So he had started dating again, that's nice, at least he wont be bothering me anymore. Even though I really did enjoy our Alaskan adventure we had together. Before she left, I watched him kiss her, and I felt my body being ripped into thousands of pieces. I hadn't felt this feeling before. Was I jealous? I should be happy for him. He walked back into the office.

"Now where were we?"

"Sweetie?" I raised a brow.

"Look, she is someone who works here, but,"

"Who is she?" I wanted to know the truth.

"Margaret, she is my fiancé." Okay now I wish he hadn't said that.

I felt like I was going to be sick, so I excused myself to the bathroom.

"Margaret wait." He kept calling my name but I ignored him and kept walking.