I take out an extra toothbrush from the cabinet for Jamie, after we brush our teeth, we start to kiss again.
“Your kiss smells good.” she smiles.
I chuckle, “Back at you.”
I carry Jamie up and put her onto the bathroom countertop. We put our tongues into each other’s mouths.
She grabs my shoulders and pulls me close, she spreads her legs and wraps her legs around my waist.
In my ear, she whispers, “I want you inside me, Henry.”
As I hear her seduction, my heart thumps hard and fast, my breath accelerates, a
It is the moment Jamie discovers the mole under the tail of my left eyebrow when she jumps down from me and dashes out of my bathroom with a complicated expression on her face.It was the water from the shower that washed off the concealer I applied on my mole.She picks up the towel and wraps her body up as she walks away from the bathroom. When she turns around, she sees me coming out of the bathroom putting up a towel around my waist.“Don’t come here! Stay back!” Jamie screams as she swipes her wet hair to the back. She picks a magazine up from the table next to her and points at me, “I said stay back! Henry Nosrevi!”Nervously, I put up my hands and show her my palms, telling that
After Jamie left, I returned to my penthouse and put on my clothes. I grab my phone, my keys, and dashes out of my penthouse again. I get in my car and head to Minerva, where I thought she would be.As I drive, I keep calling her. I called her several times, yet not once did she pick it up.Her phone keeps directing me to her voicemail box. I want to talk to her personally, yet I can’t do it if she doesn’t answer her phone.I keep calling, and calling, until suddenly, the call can no longer be connected. She has switched off her phone, I can no longer reach her.“This is the voicemail box for the number…”The
Before I knew it, the sky had turned dark.I am at a fountain at the end of the street, I sit on the black marble fountain basin with a bottle of opened beer next to me.I look at the bottle of beer, finding it is still almost full. Bitterly I chuckle at myself.Now I know how bad it is to be a man who is not able to drink. I don’t want to stay in my penthouse, or the bar, or anywhere filled with people I know. I want to be by myself just with a bottle of beer that can allow me to forget things.But I can’t drink in public. I’ll start to undress myself.I am a miserable man, yet I can’t even drink… How much sadder can it be?
I spent the following days waiting for Jamie to return my call.On the other hand, as my boss, Jamie hasn’t yet fired me, so technically, I am still her secretary. Although it was the weekend, I reported to work as usual.Not as Henrietta Chandelier anymore, but as Henry.The big Donald Duck plush I won from the funfair last night, I brought it here and placed it on Jamie’s couch. I wasn’t trying to please her with that, it’s just, I knew she likes Donald Duck, and I want her to be happy, that’s all.Jamie hasn’t been showing up in Minerva, yet I bought her favorite ristretto and grape wine lamb and porcini lasa
“Daniella…” I called her from behind as I caught her red handed, “What are you doing with my phone?” I questioned in a dubious tone.“Henry…” while Daniella puts up a smile on her face as she sees me, “I was just checking your phone, it is bad if the juice destroys it, right?” she then passes the phone to me, “But it’s all fine. I’ve wiped it for you, as clean as new. Here you go.”I remain my eyes on Daniells for a second before I take my phone back. I unlock it and check my phone, nothing abnormal is going on.My phone is fine, it seems like what she said was true, she didn’t touch it, she was just checking if the juice caused damage to it. Moreover, she wasn’t hiding wh
The rain became so heavy when we were done eating and walked out of the restaurant.People walk along the street with umbrellas in their hands, while we stay under the canvas awning outside the restaurant. We look at the rain pouring down, the cold wind blows and wraps us up. Before we know it we are standing so close together to provide each other some warmth.I insert both of my hands into my jeans pocket. In my head, I start to think about Jamie again.I wonder what she is doing right now… Will she feel cold? Does the cold weather make her feel uncomfortable? Is there someone by her side to warm her up and take care of her? Will she think of me at a time like this?…
It was the moment when I walked out of the bathroom after I cleaned my stained clothes in Juicy Punch, I saw Daniella holding my phone in her hands, she was looking at the screen…It happened then, didn’t it?Jamie’s message came in at the time when I was in the bathroom cleaning my clothes, and Daniella saw Jamie’s message come in.As she makes the payment for the umbrella at the cashier, I give her smiling face a glance.Daniella Greaves…She said she was just checking if the fruit juice that splashed across the table destroyed my phone, but the truth is...She saw
It was past midnight when I finally arrived at the garden in front of Minerva.The rain is still pouting, and I still have the black umbrella in my hand.Although it is dark, some of the lights from the buildings nearby help light my way up when I search for Jamie.It took me quite a while before I found a lady in a light pink dress among the bushes of flowers.In the pouring rain, she squats in the middle of the path, with two paper cups in zarf sleeves labeled with the logo of Coffee Bloom are seen in front of her white heels.She hugs her arms and buried her face on her knees that are covered under her wet dress. She shivers in the cold wind as the rain
After a few minutes travelling in my red Lexus LS 500, Jamie and I finally arrived at our destination. After Jamie gets out of the car, I pick up a red velvet box from the glove box and put it in my coat. I then catch her up from behind. It is a big house built next to the beach. The house is fully furnished and renovated. It is ready for people to move in and live in it. I am the architect who designed and built the house, however I haven’t decided what to name it yet. Well, anyway… I first bring Jamie through the garden on the beach, I open the door with the key and we enter the house.
The time is five in the evening. I am back in the office building, sitting on the couch, waiting for the interview session to start in approximately half to one and hour.I grab my phone out and check my messages again.I had made a few calls to Jamie through various ways, she never answered the phone, and now, there is still no sign of Jamie.Weimar is seven hours ahead of Chicago, which means it is twelve at midnight at where Jamie is.It is already the next day in Weimar, and that makes this the second day I lost the sign of Jamie.Weird… This is weird.Jamie never leaves me hanging for m
April 2023. Two years later. It is spring in Chicago again, a time when the florals come back to life again, well so do the people. The warm breeze brings the voile curtains up, allowing the morning sunlight to shower on my white bed through the French windows. That is when I am woken up by the sound of this hectic city. I stand on my balcony in my robe, yawning and stretching my body at the same time. “Good morning, Chicago.” I take a glance at the scenery of the city from the top of this building, I see people and vehicles all over the streets, everyone is ready for work and vac
June, 2021.It had been almost one month since the accidents happened.I was discharged from the hospital, rested at home for a few days, took some medicine, did some simple rehabilitation practice… I am almost fully recovered.The news reported that Melonie Myers was brought into custody by the local police. The police told me that I no longer need to worry about stepping out of my house.Also, it is Wednesday morning, a regular working day for me.And so, I am now back to work at Minerva, no longer as the CEO’s secretary, but as the CEO and the owner of Minerva; no longer in skirt and lipstick, but in suit and tie.
Air flow, machines, birds chirping, and a woman sobbing… Those are the first things that come into my ear when I gradually return to my consciousness.They sound really vague at first, but turn louder after as I slowly open my eyes too.There, I find myself in a ward bed. My face is covered with an oxygen mask. My arms are surrounded by tubes and wires.And, I see someone burying her head in the bed, holding my hand tightly in hers.“I’ve lost our baby… I can’t lose you too, Henry… Please wake up...” she sobbed.Slowly, I raise my other hand, and lay it on her head. I caress her gently, stroking her hair th
Assuming that it must be Mr. Hurlock behind the door, I unlock the door and open it without peeking through the cateye.I ask as soon as I open the door, “Yes, Mr. Hurlock? Did you forget someth-”However, just when the door is fully opened, the face of the person standing in front of the door is revealed in front of me.It is a lady in black attire, with a bike helmet on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulder, and she holds a knife in her hand.It isn’t Mr. Hurlock, it is...“Hi there, Henry.”“Melonie Myers…”
It is almost midnight when I sit in my living room alone, waiting for Jamie’s butler to show up. It is always a quiet night like this that makes people feel lonely, isn’t it? Tears ooze out of my eyes abruptly, they trickle down my face one after another. No matter how many times I wipe them off, no matter how hard I try to stop myself from crying, my tears just won’t stop. I cover my face with my palms to cover my sound, I sob as quietly as I can, not hoping to wake Jamie up. I try to stop myself by clearing my head, yet every quiet moment like this keeps reminding me of the fact that we’ve just lost our child. Our dear child… If you can hear us,
The accident and our loss hasn’t been too kind on us, especially for Jamie. The impact of losing our child hits her heart and mental condition so badly. She had been crying for days, she didn’t eat much. She fainted a few times. She became so tired and weak, that the doctor kept her in the hospital for another few days.Tonight, Jamie is just sitting on the bed, sometimes leaning on my shoulder, imagining how different our life would be if everything never happened, how our life would be if we hadn’t lost our child.What gender will it be? Will it be a little princess? How heavy will she weigh when she is born? Will she look more like Jamie or me? What name will we name her? How will we celebrate her first birthday? How excited will we be when she says her first word or takes her first step? Will she first say mommy
“Jamie…”Not knowing how much time has passed, I gradually woke up when I heard myself mumbling.I first feel my senses are unblocked, just like when one who sinks in the ocean for a long time gets back up from the water.The next thing I feel... is my body covered in pain, especially my head.“Umm…”Holding the pain back, slowly, I try to open my eyes.It is the moment when I open my eyes again, bright light seeps into my eyes. I squint into the light, my eyes take quite a while to adapt to the light.