DALIA'S POVMy life had changed so much in just nearly four months. I was pregnant with the baby of a man I could not stand the sight of, and dad was bedridden at the home. Emily and I had gone to see dad every two weeks since I got the news. He didn't seem to be getting any better, but he didn't seem to be getting worse either. The extra care incured more expenses for me, but I didn't mind. Emily had also offered to pay half of the extra fees with me. I declined but after a passionate speech about how he was just a much as her dad as he was mine, and a long trip round memory lane, I gave in.After West asked for a paternity test, I asked my nurse how soon we could do one. She gave a look filled with judgement, but proceeded to tell me it could be done after the first fourteen to twenty weeks of pregnancy. I had passed this information across to Eros via email, as that had been our means of communication ever since I came to apologise at his office that day.I had not quite started sh
EROS' POVI sat at the back of my vehicle, as I waited for Dalia to come down. It hadn't occurred to me until just now in her office, how much she actually despised me. Of course, the feeling was mutual, and I was only slightly bothered because the possibilityofus having a child togethe. I was no stranger to being disliked, over the years I had made quite a number of enemies, but barely any of them were women. Even fewer were as young, and attractive as Dalia. I did not think much of her personality, or intelligence, but even I knew that Ms. Thompson was a gorgeous woman. Maybe under different circumstances, I would've slept with her on purpose. The front bell rang as the door opened and closed, and I saw Dalia coming down the steps.She had put a coat over her outfit, and tied her hair back in a low ponytail. She stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking in different directions in search of something. I realise the windows of my car are tinted, and that she cannot see, and then ask
DALIA'S POVI watched as all the blood drained from Eros' face. Dr. Ryan quickly noticed the shift in the aura, exchanging glances between Eros and I. She folded up the test results, and put it back in the torn envelope, before handing it over to me."I'll just be in the hall, in case you need me." She said quietly, before leaving us. Sebastian cleared his throat awkwardly, and walked over to where Dr. Ryan had just been standing."I'll be stepping out as well, Mr. West." He stated. Eros nodded, and Sebastian followed Dr. Ryan out, giving Eros and I some privacy. I took a couple deep breaths, and spoke."Still not sure it's yours?" I asked rhetorically, the moment I was sure Dr. Ryan and Sebastian were out of ear shot. I got up from the chair, and walked over to the opposite end of the cubicle. Eros let out a heavy sigh. He dropped his leg, and bent forward, bowing his head in between his spread legs, with his hands put together. "Now you've got nothing to say, huh? I hissed. I shook
EROS'POVIt felt like an earth quake in my car, as a climbed into the back seat and slammed the door shut. I almostt though I would just come apart as the vehicle shook from the force."You sure everything's alright, Mr. West?" Sebastian asked cautiously. I looked up into the rear view mirror, and caught his stare. Our eyes locked instantly, and I held my gaze for a minute or so, before watching as Sebastian shuddered, and looked away. "Alright then." He said under his breath. It was only when he looked forward that I was able to see my own eyes. They did not look like they belonged to me. They had taken on a slightly sinister appearance, the dark circles beneath them looked much darker, my eyes themselves had become narrow, and appeared sunken. It was almost like I was staring into two hollows."I've got to get a fucking grip." I mumbled, looking away from the mirror. Sebastian started the car, and began driving us back to West Inc. head quarters. I shut my eyes, and inhaled deeply,
EROS' POVMy phone rang for the twentieth time this morning."Should I get it, Mr. West?" Isaiah asked. With both hands in my pockets, I turned away from the large square window behind my work desk, and faced him."No, no." I objected. My chest heaved as I took a deep breath, pulled out my right hand and ran it through my hair. " I know who it is." Isaiah nodded slighty, and hummed in understanding. Dalia had sent me about fifteen emails in the last one week. My guess is that she soon realised she had to try other methods, and so she began to call my personal phone number. Not only did I have absolutely zero idea how she even got my number, but I was nearly losing my mind because of her persistent pestering. There was not a single day that passed where Dalia did not call my line, morning, noon, and night. Sebastian had also noticed, and was curious to know why I just wanted speak to the mother of my unborn child.Of course, to this I responded with some transfer of aggression disguise
DALIA'S POVI had rushed out the house without even having breakfast this morning, and it seemed my day had only gotten worse from there. I was very late for work this morning, but that was the thing that bothered me the least as I stepped through the large front doors of MELT head quarters. I had just come from West's office. Emily told me not to go, but I hadn't heard from him since we did the paternity test. I would describe Eros west a many unpleasant things, but never for once did I imagine that deadbeat father would be one of them. I was having a difficult time. Keeping up with work, and going to visit dad, we're already stressful enough before the pregnancy, now it just seemed like all odds were against me.My clothes were starting to feel a lille tight, as I had finally gotten my baby bump. It was a small bump that could still be hidden by baggy clothes, but it made everything so much more real for me. Emily tried her best to be there for me, video calling after work, and brin
DALIA'S POV"Dalia!" Jeffery's voice came stern and loud. He grabbed me by the ankle, and shook me energetically, startling me out of my short nap. "What are you doing, man?" I jumped to my feet, straightening out my clothes, and flattening my hair with my hands. Standing in the door way, we're two other employees, staring at me. I turned to face Jeffery, who was pacing up and down the office, face all swollen in anger."Mr. Starr, I am so, so sorry. I don't know what got into me-""Exactly!" He cut my off mid sentence. "Nobody k ows what's gotten into you, Dalia. You're falling asleep in my office, you're late for work, and for weeks now you've been so distracted. Do you even know if what's been going on with the company?" Jeffrey stood with his arms spread wide open. He dropped them carelessly to his side, so they slapped his thighs, and shook his head as he turned away from me."Boss, I-I know my head's been a little up in the clouds lately." I admitted."Yeah," Jeffrey scoffed. "
Dalia’s Pov“You are incompetent, clumsy, stupid, useless, I don’t even know why I slept with you in the first place!”I woke up with a start, sweating bullets. “Just great Dalia. Now, you are beginning to have nightmares too.” I cussed, trying to get up from the bed. It seems my leg was stuck in the sheets. After a while of pulling, the last one landed me on the floor. I gasped in fear as I covered my baby bump with my palms. As if that would do anything.It was then I realized something. I want this baby. If the drama at the abortion clinic didn’t confirm it enough. If the insult I received from Eros pertaining this child wasn’t confirming enough. I started rubbing gently as I got up from the floor like nothing happened.“Dear baby, if your Dad was here, he would be the one rubbing and whispering sweet nothings to my ears.” I whispered to my self as I made my way to the sitting room. Then I saw something I shouldn’t.There it was, a creature with no face and cucumber for eyes. It wa
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