EROS' POVI sat alone in my office when I heard a gentle knock on the door."Enter." I said, from behind the screen of my laptop, my eyes fixed on the figures in bold, black font. I knew exactly who it was that had come in. Not merely because he was the only person scheduled to meet with me at this time, but because I had heard his footsteps as he approached my office. "Mr. Starr, top of the morning to you." I greeted. Over the years of our friendship, I had gained the ability of knowing when Jeffrey was coming from quite a remarkable distance away, simply from the way he walked. That prosthetic left leg of his made it incredibly easy, as every second step he took was always louder than the first."Pleasant morning, Eros." He replied, shutting the door behind him. I finally looked up from my computer to see him walking over to my desk. He was dressed in a white, yellow, and blue plaid dress shirt, with rolled up sleeves. His pants were made from a fine, navy blue khaki like fabric, an
DALIA'S POVFor some reason, the pizza tasted so good this afternoon. I munched down all six slices, and had a big size Coke to wash it down. After I was done eating, I got up, finally ready to clean the apartment. I started by wiping down the kitchen surfaces with a damp cloth, and offloading the dishwasher. I stacked the plates, and pans in their respective shelves, and stored the cutlery and cups back in the drawers. Soon, I moved into the living room. I stared at just how untidy it was. The floor was littered with all sorts of things, from empty Doritos packaging, to plastic hair rollers, shoes, and of course, the dress from last night, which now reeked of vomit.I braced myself, holding my breath before walking over to where the dress lay. It wasn’t until I picked it up from the ground that I saw the bottle of wine that had tipped over and emptied on the floor, soaking the dress as well."Just fucking great." I hissed. Emily would not be happy about this. She had refused to even
EROS' POVThe issue which had taken me out of my office this afternoon, was a supply problem in the transportation department. Isaiah had filled me in on the details during the ride here, but something didn't quite seem right. Preston, the head of department, had sent me an email of complaint two weeks ago. Apparently, he believed someone was sucking out the gas from the larger trucks, and selling it in the black market.Usually, I would not even consider leaving the comfort of my office to attend to such matters, but now that West Incorporated had a new partnership, word of untrustworthy and dishonest staff could not get out."Good day, Mr. West.""I don't believe there's anything good about the situation at hand, Preston." I replied as I walked into the conference room, Preston treading quickly behind me, and Isaiah following him.I took my seat at the top of the long, rectangular table, while Preston and Isaiah sat on the first two seats on my left."So, Preston, you believe someon
DALIA'S POVThe next morning came faster than I had expected. My alarm woke me up at thirty minutes passed six, but I had snuck in an extra hour, getting up just around seven-thirty. Emily was not one to keep to time, but something told me today would be very different. Maybe things were different for me today. For one, I was on my way to the doctor's, to check out the human being growing inside of me. It still seemed very much unreal to me that I was pregnant. I couldn't imagine myself being someone's mother, I could barely take care of myself. I didn't eat homemade meals, unless someone else cooked them, I had the memory of a ninety year old, and I left my laundry in the dryer for way too long. I was not mother material.I rolled off of the mattress, stood to my feet, and made my bed, before going to brush my teeth. As I scrubbed the back of my tongue, I felt something rising in my throat. I pulled out the toothbrush from my mouth, and quickly dipped my head in the sink. I remained
DALIA'S POVI yanked the door of Emily's car open, and slumped into the passenger’s seat, before closing it shut again. I thought back, to the lady and her baby from the elevator."What's wrong with you?" Emily asked, after noticing the look on my face. I took a deep breath, and pulled the seatbelt across my body."Nothing." I said, as the buckle clasped. I felt as tears began to gather in my eyes. I didn't want to start crying all over again, I didn't want to worry Emily, but I was beginning to feel overwhelmed. "What if I don't want to keep it?" I breathed."That's fine." Emily replied. She reached over to me, placed her hand over mine, and rubbed it softly, then raised my chin so that my glossy eyes met hers."It's going to be okay, Dee. Whether you have this baby, or you don't, that's totally up to you. Alright, it's about what you want to doing, and I will be here supporting whatever decision you make, okay?" She said, using the back of her hand to wipe the tears that had eventu
EROS' POVBy the times I got up the next morning, the time was already forty minutes after nine. I would've probably slept for much longer if Sebastian hadn't come banging on my door. Princess was curled up in a ball next to me on my bed, clearly not interested in day time activities just yet. I stumbled out of bed, and made my way down the stairs to my front door."Good morning, Mr. West." A worried Sebastian greeted, startled by the force at which I'd swung the door open."Morning, Sebastian." I let him in, and walked to the kitchen. "Why have you banged on my front door this morning? Did someone die?" I said, sarcastically, as I turned on the coffee making machine that sat on the far end of the kitchen island."Uhm, no, sir." Sebastian stood by the door. "It's just, the time is almost ten 'o' clock, Mr. West. You clock in at work at eight-thirty." He stated. I gestured for him to leave the door, and sit down in the living room, before joining him. I took a deep breath."Well, Seba
DALIA'S POV"So how're we doing this, call, email?" Emily said, as she walked through my front door which I held open for her. I followed her in and closed the door behind me, dropping my keys on the tall, wooden stool by the door."I'm not entirely sure myself." I prop my hand in my food bag, and bring out the flyer Dr. Amber had given me. "On here they have a telephone number, an email address, and even a F******k account." I stated.Emily turned around, walking backwards to the living room. "F******k?" She cackled. "What, are we in like, twenty-twelve?" She turned back around, and flopped into the long armed chair facing the T.V.I let out a low chuckle, as I walked over to the kitchen island, and set my things on there, before turning behind to the sink to wash my hands. "Well, I think I'm just going to call then." I said."Alright then, let's do this." Emily slapped the arm of the chair repeatedly, like she was gas up a bunch of uninterested teenagers, at a school pep rally. I tur
EROS' POVThe time passed by quickly as Betty and I rummaged through my closet, looking for what I'd where out. She had gotten hungry not too long after our quest began, so I ordered a pizza and heated up some left of chicken nuggets from the fridge."How do you live here all alone, don't you ever get bored?" Betty asked, as she dropped the large pizza box and the centre table, and sat on the rug. She folded both her legs inwards, and turned on the television."I'm not alone." I replied. "I live with Princess." I said, dropping the plate of chicken nuggets beside the pizza box. I walked back to the kitchen, and pulled out two large cups from the drawer. I rinsed them, and filled them with ice cubes, before grabbing a big size Fanta bottle out of the fridge."Princess isn't a real person." Betty laughed. "No offense, baby." She said to Princess who was snuggled on the couch behind her."Y'know, I strongly disagree, but I don't see the issue here. I'm barely home anyway. Most of my time
Dalia's POVThe days went by pretty fast. One afternoon, I was in the hospital, and the next, we were on our way to the West mansion. Eros didn't have to send a message like he usually did."You didn't leave the baby in the house, did you?" I asked Eros who looked better than he did a month ago. He barked out a laugh. "What? I already tucked her in."I sighed in relief. It happened sometimes because we were too preoccupied with each other. If Emily learns of this, she will take the baby from us permanently. I smiled at the thought.We were still in the first paragraph of the chapter. It was beautiful, just like I had always wanted. One time, I heard the maids discussing Betty. What she did when I wasn't around was nasty.Why would she seduce Eros? It was there that I learned that Eros had slept with her one drunken night. My heart sank at the discovery, but it was a long time ago. A long time, yet Eros hasn't said anything about it. Hold on a minute. I don't go about telling him abou
He had received the divorce papers, but they weren't signed. Good.Eros jumped at the vibration of his phone. He hoped it was good news. Then he frowned when he saw Emily plastered across the screen. He picked it up immediately. She hasn't spoken to him in a long time. He knew the reason."Dalia got into an accident. I will send you the address." She hung up and Eros panicked. He tried the number again, but it went straight to voicemail. Then the message came in. She was in Spain! He didn't mind. He would meet her anywhere. All he wanted was for her and the baby to be fine.The maids watched with hands folded as he turned the house upside down while preparing for the journey.They no longer saw Bethany Woods because they overheard Eros rejecting her during a heated moment. He said he loved Dalia and she was his wife. Betty had left with anger. Now, she has lost Eros as a friend too.***********It was a drunken mistake. Nick had swerved right into an upcoming truck. She had been lucky
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
The letters! Dalia mentally facepalmed. She should have kept it well. Away from Betty's hideous eyes. She thought she had them hidden.Eros' face was ashen in color and when he didn't say anything in reply, it occurred to Dalia that he already knew about it. Her heart sank deeper. She didn't think about telling him because it was nothing. Maybe when they went to the office the next-day, she would have told him about Nick. Only if he asked!A loud knock on the door pulled Dalia out of her thoughts. Eros sighed, making his way upstairs. "They are here again. Increasing by the minute all because of my foolish wife."'he called me his wife' Dalia realized with sadness. It was at that moment she knew that she fucked up. Now she has Eros in a tight spot. He may not look like it but Eros was enraged. It's just that he just apologized to her yesterday so it seemed like he was tired instead."I am sorry!" Dalia cried out. She didn't know what to say that would soothe him.Eros paused on the se
Dalia paced the room up and down. She was restless and could not place her butt somewhere. "Pick up, Emily!" She gritted out. How did it happen? Nick only grabbed her because she was about to leave! They were not doing anything like whosoever that took the picture was suggesting!Emily picked up at the third ring. "What the hell? Dalia!""Emily! What should I do? I know everyone has seen the picture. I don't think Eros should see it.""Eros should never see it. Go and see for yourself and make sure he doesn't have his phone around him."Dalia nodded, opening her door. She was down the stairs in a flash. "What should I do if he has already seen the picture?""I don't know. You love him, I don't." Emily's downcast voice dampened Dalia's spirit.Dalia could imagine her friend shrugging in helplessness. "I swear, it was a mistake!" She was still explaining to her dearest friend when she saw Eros with his phone. He wasn't looking at it but beyond it. He was looking at her. He knew about th
Dalia's POv.The next morning…I arrived just in time to see Tracy drop another letter on my desk. What is it this time around?! The letters were getting frequent! I am not in the mood for his pranks and silly antiques.I dismissed her quickly, snatching up the letter.I tore it open expecting to find cheesy lines, but I didn't see any."Come to the park by 7:00 p.m.; I have a surprise for you." Why would Eros ask me to come to the pack when he snubbed me on his way to work this morning. What surprise does he have for me? I folded the piece of paper in anger, dumping it into the trash bin.Tracy walked in with a cup of coffee. Just what I needed for my already puffy eyes. "Not in the mood? I have got just the right thing for you." She subtly eyed the dark shades sitting on my nose.I have nothing to say to her.I left work early because, I mean, who can stop me from leaving whenever I want to? Not even Eros, because I am pissed at him.The park was almost empty. It was evening, and
Dalia's POVShe was always right.My dear Emily.Why is she friends with someone as daft as me? She told me to confront Eros about Betty because she was biting more than she could chew. I have decided to take the bull by the horn today.I need to hear from his mouth whether he loves her or not. If he says he loves her, I will move out of the way, give birth to my baby, and divorce him. The baby won't have to live his life thinking he was born out of wedlock. When it comes to custody of the child, I won't allow him to get away with his misdeeds.The drive home was quiet as usual as I mused over the things Emily told me that afternoon. She expressed her anger for Betty and wished she met the bitch one more time. Her words, not mine.I entered the house to see Eros in aprons. He greeted me with a small smile, which made me confused. He has never smiled like this at me. The last time I saw him smile, only in a bigger version, was with Betty! My mood was already sour and damp."Your food m
Dalia's pOV. I found Emily later that afternoon slurping down her lunch. She had consumed two bowls already. It was noodles and boiled egg. Rosalind's Diner was an old Korean diner that specializes in homemade noodles. I almost snorted when she raised her messy face. A noodle got stuck at the side of her chin. Today she was putting on a blue belly blouse that revealed her smooth arms and palazzo jeans. From where I stood, I could see her belly button and her shaved armpit when she drank from the plate. "Eating lunch without me." Emily paused only to look at me before going back to her meal. "That's why I suggested this place." She said with mouth full. She looked wicked whenever she did that. "And I foolishly agreed with you." I turned to the woman sitting behind the counter. "A bowl of noodles and fried egg. Add extra spring onions, and chili." At the look of her confused face, I pointed at my baby bump. A look of realization clouded the form