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I had taken to try and be as close to Bella as I possibly could. Unfortunately, we never were assigned together, so I could never work with her. But from what I found out from Jacob, she was dating some guy called Paul. He was some motorbike racer or something.

More than a year had passed since I first joined Cullen Enterprises and I couldn't have asked for more. I was already promoted to a manager and now James and I were like equals. James didn't really let that come in the way of our friendship though. And I really respected him for that.

I'd figured that Bella didn't really like James too much because he insisted on calling her Isabella. She had stopped correcting him now, wary of his attitude. Taking the investment decisions for Cullen enterprises had been fun, and I had earned Cullen Enterprises a lot of money, thus getting into everyone's good graces. I barely socialised with people at work, but I had gained myself the reputation of the greatest investing mind around the company.

James had gotten engaged to Victoria having thrown a party to celebrate the engagement. The party was at Joe's Shanghai Restaurant and everyone from the finance department was invited. I managed to sit opposite Bella. She was wearing a short tan dress and her long hair cascaded like waves down to her shoulders. There was a minimal hint of eye makeup and she wore clear lip gloss. Her only jewellery was a pair of golden hoop ear rings and she wore golden gladiator sandals. She'd never looked so radiant before and I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Seriously, now you know what kind of shoes she wears, wow, enough said I think on that subject Masen! I just groaned at myself, leaving my thoughts and looked back upon Bella.

She was talking to Victoria about her family and how she thought family was important and how one should always stay firmly grounded to one's roots. I instantly thought of my own family back in Charleston and how I had abandoned them because I couldn't take the repressive atmosphere.

More than once, Rosalie caught me staring at Bella and I had to immediately pretend that I was eating my noodles. The evening passed by quickly and soon, it was time to leave. Thank God the next day was a Saturday. I knew that I was going to have the worst hangover in my life. I'd had too much to drink…c'mon…I was happy for James. Sure keep telling yourself that, if it makes you feel better, pansy.

I spent the weekend nursing my hangover and reading. My roommate, Eric, wanted to go out and party but I much rather preferred to read, thank you very much. Deciding to get a haircut on Sunday, I found my thoughts drifting towards Bella yet again, hopefully she would notice my cleaned up hair.

Monday morning, I reached work late because of the traffic, well it was late by my standards – I had arrived at 9. Normally, I arrived at 8:30. People would call this workaholic behaviour; I simply call it "getting an early start".

Bella was waiting for the elevator with the other interns. I hoped she'd notice my hair. Oh that is just classic, next you're going to be wondering if she notices what you are wearing, pansy, definitely becoming a pansy. But she didn't even notice me…she was that engrossed in her discussion with Rosalie. I think it was about some book they had read. I smiled fondly…the fact that Bella liked reading made her all the more desirable. I wonder what she likes to read, I thought to myself while trying not to listen to their conversation. But I just couldn't help it; anything that had to do with Bella instantly had my undivided attention.

That evening, at around 4:30, I was smoking outside on the staircase. Cullen Enterprises had a very strict policy about smoking within the premises. You just couldn't smoke anywhere anymore. So I went outside to light up, I would go one flight above, normally, so people didn't see me. I just really didn't want to have to talk to anyone and well to be honest it is annoying when you get the looks of 'oh he's a smoker'.

Suddenly, I heard Bella's voice and I peered down. She was talking on her mobile and laughing, "Yeah honey. I'll be there. Don't worry."

She paused for a moment as her spare hand slew to her forehead and she massaged it gently.

"Nothing…it's just the smell of nicotine. You know how it gives me a headache. Why do people smoke I will never understand," she said. She laughed some more and then told the caller on the other end that she had to go get back to work. Well that was an interesting piece of information. I threw my cigarette, vowing to never touch one again.

A few days had passed since that incident, when Bella came to the office in a terrible state. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked tired and her normally bright brown eyes were heavy and sad. There were tearstains on her cheeks. Apart from me, Rosalie was the only one who noticed and she all but dragged her outside.

Curious as to what had happened, I went outside and noticed that Rosalie had taken Bella out to the staircase. Looking through the glass door, I noticed that I couldn't see them. So I figured that they would be on the 10th floor. I quietly slipped outside and discreetly eavesdropped on what Bella had to say. Good lord Masen, nosey much? Maybe we should change your name to 'Noseyward Masen instead' you know there is a little thing called privacy! Pushing my thoughts aside, I leaned in a little closer to so I could hear what they were saying a bit better.

"He didn't even say it to my face. He just messaged me saying it was over," she was crying. I knew instantly that she was talking about Paul. The fact that Paul had broken up with her gave me some sort of marginal satisfaction.

I popped a cigarette in my mouth as they walked back to the office. I had carried a box of cigarettes every day, despite having quit. It was more of a symbol really – reminding me how perseverance could overcome anything. But more than that, I kept it as an in case of emergency, knowing that I would need a smoke.

It seems my efforts weren't necessary. Rosalie and Bella went back inside without even noticing my presence. I sighed and put the pack back into my pocket. As much satisfaction it brought me to know that Bella was no longer with Paul, I was still plagued with remorse. I never wanted to see her upset or hurt, it just wasn't right. Is that so, so now what? You going to be her personal superhero or something? I just shook my head at my stupid inner monologue and headed back into the office.

So there it is...please review and let me know whether you liked it or not!

Also, I may not be able to update anymore before Christmas...it seems difficult, so let me just take this opportunity to wish you all a very Happy Christmas! Enjoy the magic and all the other wonderfully beautiful things that are associated with this season!

Also, do check out "The Office", which is kind of a parrallel, from Bella's point of view.