“Anastasia” he calls me again when I go quiet“I’m sorry Stewart,” I say, removing my hands that were placed in his.“I’m sorry, Stewart. I can’t do this” I add, standing up and packing my sheets from the floor.“Anastasia, please wait” he pleads, and I stop in my tracks not bothering to take a glance at him“You don’t get to do that Stewart. You disappeared for a long time. You didn’t even reply to my text. You ghosted me, Stewart. And frankly speaking, I don’t even feel the same cause I took you as family. But maybe I shouldn’t have” I state, not caring if I was overreacting“Stasia”“I have a boyfriend anyway” I add before walking away, and I heard him sigh.Getting into my room, I bang the door and a tear falls freely down my face. A tear I didn’t even know I was holding.I lay in bed and slowly but gradually, I fall asleep.I wake up to a continuous knock on my door and I sigh“Who is that?” I asked, annoyed.“Stewart left at night, Anastasia, do you know where he went to?” Kendr
“Who is who?" I am surprised by Jim's sudden change in behavior.“Don't dare me Princess” he says, holding my wrist firmly that it hurts“You're hurting me Jim” I tell him“Who is he, Anastasia?” He questions.“Who” I yell and Jonathan comes into the room.He releases my hands from Jim and takes me out of the room, holding my hands.“Are you okay?” He asks me when we're in another room that I assume to be his.“Yes I am” I say rubbing my wrists, “why did he act like that?”“Jim is very possessive, and possessive people do not like sharing what's theirs” he tells me, taking my hands into his and applies an ointment on it.“But he was hurting me” I whimper when Jonathan presses hard on my wrist.“I'm certain he didn't mean to” he tells me blowing my wrists and I let out a sigh.“Is he always like this?” I ask Jonathan.“Only when it comes to someone he loves… Just give him a little time”“Okay” I sighHe sits me down on the bed before leaving the room.I hear shouts and I squeeze myself
I stare at her as she sleeps peacefully, and it kills every aggressive thought in me. I lay in bed with her and I stare at her face, tucking a strand of hair that falls loosely on her face behind her ears.“You’re my girl and mine alone” I tell her even though she’s sleeping and place a kiss on her forehead.“Mm mm” she says smiling and gradually opens her eyes.“You’re awake” I say, stating the obvious.“Yeah, cause you couldn’t let me sleep in peace. And how long have you been staring at me?”“Long enough to realize that I wouldn’t want to lose this beautiful face to anyone else” I say“I promise you won’t” and her words ease me.“I love you princess Anastasia” I smile, kissing her forehead continuously, and she lets out a giggle.“Can I have some food now?” she questions, smiling like a baby.“Of course, princess, you can. Now let’s get you downstairs”.“I want to have it here instead. In your room, on your bed and with you” she whines.“Alright, fine! After eating, then we can go
Anastasia’s POV“Ordering Jim around was fun, it just gives me a sense of happiness, like he loves me enough to do what I want” I tell myself and smile.Jim goes downstairs to drop the tray like I told him to, and I decide to take out my phone from my bag.I tap on my screen and open the phone.Opening it, I see Stewart’s chat displayed on my screen, and I can’t help but wonder when I opened the chat.“Was it Jim? Is it that he doesn’t trust me?” I ask myself and I could feel anger rising in my chest and my face clearly revealing how disgusted I am with his behavior.“Why is he so goddamn insecure?” I whisper yell, not wanting to attract Jonathan’s attention.Just at the right moment, Jim opens the door and I could see him read the expression on my face“What’s wrong Anastasia?” He asks me like he doesn’t know what he did wrong.“Did you go through my phone? Hell yes, you went through my phone. Why Jim?” Annoyance evident in my voice.“Maybe you shouldn’t have lied about Him, Anastasi
“I told this bitch to stop playing pranks on me with all her uncalled bullshit. I’m finally happy with my life, so why can’t she accept it” I say to myself.I ignore the message and go ahead to continue trying out my new fit.“This looks so cute” I say to myself after putting on the plain black jeans.I walk out of the change room and look for Jim before finally seeing him in the joggers section.“Hey baby, take a look at this”“Damn! My girl is sexy” he hypes and I smile.I go back in to change to the baggy jeans. It has a perfect fit and it defines my curves.“I love your body, babe, and I love the fitting that the trousers gives you. It defines every bit of your curve and damn it’s tempting. You look good my girl” he tells me, pulling me into a hug and places his hands on my butt.“Thank you” I say shyly, hiding my face in his chest and I could feel his heartbeat. It’s calming.Everything about him is calming, and I wish I could stay there longer, but he pulls me out of his chest.
“You have a message” I tell himHe quickly grabs his phone and as it lights up, indicating that he has seen the message, his face shows no expression, and it only leaves me wondering if it's Jessica that picked me on the day of the ball.“Is everything okay?” I ask him, deciding not to bring up the topic of Jessica.“Yes” he says, turning his face towards me, placing his palm on my covered lap and giving it a little squeeze.“It’s really nothing to worry about” he assures me and I brush it off.The man passes our order to Jim, and I mouth a “Thank You”.I carefully place the food on the laps and wait.“How about we go to my spot, and then we can have a mini picnic”“That’s okayyy” I cheer in excitement.“You’ve been really excited lately, anything fun happening in your life?” He asks.“Well yeah, you!” I smile, proud of my flirty line.“Girl, ain’t no way you were trying to flirt with me. Little wonder you haven’t got any man before me” he says in a duh tone.“Fuck you Jim” I giggle a
Jim's POV.“I promised to kill all the memories. But does killing the memories also entail not talking about it with my girl?” I contemplate my thoughts.“Anastasia I want to tell you something” I tell her and the expression on her face says that she’s been waiting for me to tell her somethingBut a call rudely interrupts my confession.I look at my phone and it reads “Mr. Michael”I try to hide the name from Anastasia, but I think she already saw it.I don’t want her to suspect anything.I decide to ignore the call“That’s my contractor” I lie“Oh, what are you building?”I knew telling her that was going to prompt questions, but it’s better than telling her the truth.“Nothing serious” I blurt out when nothing else seemed to work.“Well then that’s fine, I guess. You were about to say something”.“Don’t worry about it.”“Let’s head back, I want to grab some groceries and head home”“Okay princess” I tell her, and we get into the car.While I’m driving, my thoughts are conflicting, a
Anastasia’s POV.“You would be able to see Anastasia Michael, your daughter” are the words I hear, loud and clear, immediately I open the car door.I see the shocked expression on his face that tells me that he was hiding something and I just caught him in the act.The words keep repeating in my head and a tear flows freely down my cheeks“Who are you” I ask“What do you mean Princess?” he says like nothing happened.“Who the fuck are you Jim” I yell“Calm down Princess, why are you so mad? What did you hear?” He asks.“Who were you on the phone with, and who did you promise could see me?”“Princess, I told you that I’m not hiding anything from you. I was talking to my mom. Ain’t no valid reason you’re pissed Anastasia” his voice filled with disgust.“Start this car and take me home” I order and he does so quietly.“Princess-“Here is your card” I interrupt, carefully placing his card on his lap.“Princess, we’re not going to go to part ways when we’re mad at each other”“I don’t want
Three months later.....The morning sun bathes our kitchen in a soft glow as I decide to whip up breakfast, the familiar routine grounding me in the comfort of our shared life. The scent of pancakes fills the air when, suddenly, a sensation unfamiliar sends a shiver down my spine. A warm rush, and I freeze.My water breaks."Jim!" I call, my voice betraying a mix of excitement and anxiety. In an instant, he's by my side, a mixture of concern and joy etched on his face.He guides me gently to the car, the anticipation of the imminent arrival of our little one palpable in the air. The drive to the hospital feels like a whirlwind of emotions, the rhythmic hum of the engine punctuated by the intensity of each contraction.Jim's reassuring presence grounds me as we navigate the hospital's corridors, the anticipation building with each step. The medical team takes charge, their efficiency a comforting backdrop to the rollercoaster of sensations enveloping me.The delivery room becomes a san
It’s been two weeks since Jim proposed, and we finally decided to get married.Our families are present here in New Zealand, and my growing stomach a revelation to the family that were about to build together.Jim’s mother and my father insisted that the wedding be done in one of the biggest churches…It’s a night to the wedding and I’ve been too eager to sleepAs the night wraps its comforting arms around us, Kendra and I find ourselves in a room, surrounded by the soft glow of fairy lights. The air is filled with a mix of excitement and tranquility, a prelude to the significant day that awaits us tomorrow, my wedding day."Anastasia, can you believe it's finally here? Your wedding day! I mean if we were to have this conversation years back, there’s no way I would have believed that you’re going to get married before me, but here you are sissy, and I can’t lie, I am so proud of you and of how far you have come in this journey of life, despite the setbacks… I’m always rooting for you,
We freshen up, the anticipation of an evening of elegance and gastronomy adding an extra beat to our hearts.In the soft glow of our bedroom, Jim and I stand facing our wardrobe, selecting the perfect attire for our evening at Le Paragon. I run my fingers over the silky fabric of a deep burgundy dress."What do you think of this one?" I ask Jim, contemplating my choice of outfitJim, a black suit in hand, smiles appreciatively, "it’s Stunning princess, It'll complement the ambiance of the restaurant perfectly.""And what about you, Mr. Dan? Going for the classic black?""Always a safe bet, don't you think?" He teasesAs I slip into the dress, Jim takes a step back, his eyes reflecting admiration."You look incredible, Anastasia." Jim compliments.And the one thing about Jim is that he never forgets to compliment me…. He never forgets."Thank you, Jim. Now, let's make sure you're equally dashing." I say, blushing.We share a moment of laughter as Jim adjusts his tie, the meticulous car
The soft hues of dawn filter through the curtains, coaxing us into wakefulness. As I open my eyes, Jim stirs beside me, his gaze meeting mine in the gentle morning light."Good morning my Prince Charming.""Morning, beautiful." Jim yawns“How was your night?” I ask“It was good, slept like a baby and that’s only possible when I’m with you” Jim replies, making me smile.Our dialogue begins, setting the tone for the day ahead. The idea of a relaxing morning unfolds, and a spark of spontaneity lights up our conversation."What if we start the day with something different? How about a soak in the hot tub?" I suggest"That sounds like a fantastic idea. Let's do it." Jim saysOur dialogue turns into a playful exchange as we make our way to the inviting warmth of the hot tub. The bubbles swirl around us, and the aroma of fresh coffee mingles with the crisp morning air."This is bliss. We should do this more often. Plus it’s so relaxing for myself and for the baby” I say."Agreed. It's the pe
“So pretty, what do you have for me?” Jim asks and I rest against his chest,"Jim, do you ever think about how we got here? It feels surreal." I ask"Absolutely, princess. Remember the uncertainties at the beginning? Now, look at us.""The twists and turns were worth it. This place, this moment, it's a testament to us." I say, my mind racing back to the memories that we shared together.Jim's fingers trace patterns on my back, his touch a silent acknowledgment of the intimacy between us."Every step led us to this. From uncertainty to a haven far from everything." Jim says and I smile because I know it’s true.So much uncertainty from the beginning, but we never gave up on each other, we we’re always with each other, every step of the way, despite the situations that embraced us."It's like we're in a different world here." I say, and I’m happy about it"Our world, away from it all."The dialogue dances between us, revisiting milestones and deepening our connection."Our shared advent
“Oh no!” I say, squealing in excitement.“Do you think you’re ready to spend the rest of your life with me?” Jim asks“I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with you Jim, I’m so happy…. I really am” I say, and I’m unaware of the time the tears flow out of my eyesI give him my finger and he inserts the ring into it, the warm arm and the setting sun bathes the landscape in warm hues, casting a golden glow over our skin, sealing this moment in the skies.“I love you my princess” Jim says, placing a soft kiss on my head, and he uses his fingers to wipe the tears out of my cheeks.“This is a testament of our love and the love that has sealed is even till this very moment” Jim says“I love you so much Jim, thank you for making my life brighter” I say, tears streaming down my faceHe engulfs me in his warm embrace “it’s okay princess” he whispersAs we walk hand in hand, the sand beneath our feet tells tales of our leisurely stroll along the beach. The setting sun paints the sky in hues of
Touching down in New Zealand, the air carries a crisp freshness that hints at the natural wonders awaiting exploration. As we disembark, the airport buzzes with a mix of languages, creating a vibrant tapestry of cultures.Jim grins, his excitement contagious. “Anastasia, welcome to New Zealand! Ready for the adventure of a lifetime?”I mirror his enthusiasm, feeling the thrill of being in a new land. “Absolutely, Jim! The air here is invigorating.”We gather our belongings, exchanging glances that echo the shared anticipation of discovering this picturesque destination. The airport becomes a stage for our initial impressions and conversations about the cultural nuances we notice.The car that has been assigned waits at the entrance and we place our luggage into the car.Arriving at our vacation house, the car door swings open, revealing the picturesque landscape surrounding our temporary home. Jim takes a moment to absorb the scenery. "Anastasia, can you believe this view?"I join him
As we step into the bustling airport, the air is charged with the anticipation of the journey ahead. We navigate through the check-in process, ensuring our bags are properly weighed and boarding passes in hand. The familiar hum of airports surrounds us, a symphony of travelers embarking on their own adventures.After completing the necessary procedures, we make our way to the gate. The overhead announcement signals the impending departure, adding a sense of urgency to our steps. Jim, ever the calm presence, leads the way, his hand reassuringly intertwined with mine.As we board the airplane, I expect the familiar rows of seats that define economy class. However, to my delightful surprise, Jim directs us towards the front of the plane, first class. The realization dawns on me, and my eyes widen in astonishment. "Jim, is this...?"He grins, "A little upgrade for a more comfortable journey. Thought we could use some extra pampering."My heart swells with gratitude, and I can't help but
The next morning, the sun rises on a day filled with final preparations. Conversations about the excitement ahead punctuate the air as we pack our bags and double-check our checklist.As we descend the stairs, the sight of Jonathan in the living room catches us off guard, his eyes lighting up in welcome."Morning, you two! Ready for the journey ahead?" Jonathan exclaims, a cheerful grin on his face."Absolutely," Jim replies, mirroring Jonathan's enthusiasm. "What's the plan?"Kendra joins the conversation from the kitchen, "I thought we'd start the day with a hearty breakfast to fuel up for the trip."Anastasia chimes in, "Sounds like a plan. But Jonathan, any hints on what you're up to today?"Jonathan winks playfully, "Ah, that's a secret for now. But trust me, it'll be a day to remember."As we gather around the table, conversations flow effortlessly. Jim and Jonathan exchange stories from their childhood, reminiscing about shared experiences that evoke laughter and camaraderie. K