(Jack)When I walked into the living room, a bit late in the morning, my mother was sitting quite stiffly in the living room.“What’s up, mother?” I asked, pressing a kiss to her cheeks as I waited for our cook to prepare some breakfast for me.Mother did not say anything and instead, turned to face me and just stared.“What?” I asked again, my suspicions rising.Quietly, she slid her phone towards me. Confused, I picked up the phone to see what had made her so weird early in the morning.What I saw left me a bit slack-jawed.It was a picture of me leaving the Tiffany & Co. store and then getting into my car. I pressed my lips together and returned the phone.“So?” I asked her with my rows raised, “I know you want to say something, just tell me what it is.”“Who is she?” my mother asked, her lips trembling.I looked at her with a sardonic smile on my face, “Don’t act like you don’t know already. It’s Ruby, who else would it be?”She bit her lips for a while and then said, “I didn’t kn
(Ruby)I was in my room, preparing one of the pieces for the boutique I had hopes of opening soon when there was a knock on my door.“Come in!” I shouted. The door opened to reveal Lydia with a look in her eyes that I did not quite catch.“What is it?” I asked her, returning back to my work because I should have been starting on another piece today but yesterday we had spent lazing off and now I was behind my set time of finishing the piece.“You’re not too busy are you?” Lydia asked sheepishly as she came to sit on the bed beside me.“No,” I told her, then looked at her suspiciously, “Why have you suddenly started to grin so weirdly?”“I have something to show you,” she whispered, darting her eyes to the door. I know mother had come back from her chemo and was resting in her bed, so what had Lydia almost vibrating?“Did Thomas ask you to be his again?” I asked teasingly and received a smack on my head in return.“No!” Lydia said almost in a panic.“Chill, I was only joking,” I told h
(Lydia)I didn’t know what to wear to my dinner with Nathan.I had asked him to meet up on the same day because I wanted to spend the rest of the time with my kids before I left for the tour.I had already informed Thomas that I would be picking them up tomorrow after school and then they would be living with me until the day I depart.Just the thought of leaving them was making my heart heavy. I don't know what I would do once the time for me to leave actually comes.I rummaged through my closet in frustration and then sat on my bed which was filled with all kinds of clothing. Only after driving myself crazy did I think about the fact that I was thinking too hard about this dinner.This was just a casual meet-up between two coworkers, hence, that meant that I didn’t have to dress so formally.Just then my phone pinged with a notification and I realized that it was Nathan providing me details on the meet-up.He had planned to meet up at a posh steakhouse, which meant that I definitely
(Thomas)Mabel and Miles were eating their mac and cheese happily.The meal was their favorite but what made it even more special was that I had cooked it with them. Making mac and cheese wasn’t a hard task but I hardly cooked for myself.Although cooking with my kids evoked a very different kind of joy within me; I felt warm from the inside, which I rarely felt until recently, after my kids and the love of my life came back into my life again.“Uncle Thomas!” Mabel called out to me, breaking me out of my daydreaming, “Can we make cookies next time?”Miles nodded vehemently in agreement. I grinned at them and acted like I was thinking hard about it. I had an index finger on my chin with my mouth pursed. “Let me see, what would we need for cookies?”“Oh, I know, I know,” Miles jumped up, raising his arms as he left the table to get something.“No running, Miles! And you don’t leave the dinner table without finishing your food!” I called out to him.He slowed down to climb up the stairs
(Jack)I honestly could not tell you why I had agreed to do this.Mother's tears had worked on me like magic. I felt guilty because I felt like there was some truth to her words. However, I wouldn’t have let it get to this if she had not seen those pictures of me getting out of the jewelry store.I should have been more inconspicuous when I went out to shop. So many things had happened in our family in this past year that the media’s eyes were always on us.I thought Thomas had taken care of them but it seemed like they were still on our tail. I might have to take matters into my own hands.The way to the steakhouse was spent agonizing over what I should tell Ruby. Should I be honest with her and let her know that I would be going on dates for at least another month or should I let this month pass, find very good reasons to reject every girl mother shows me, and then take Ruby away on the holiday I had planned.Nothing in my life has ever been smooth so I know it would not be the case
(Lydia)The moment my eyes landed on Jack, it felt like the world was falling apart. My mouth fell open as I stared at him in shock.He took a seat right in front of a blonde girl and passed her a smile.What was happening?They were conversing together after ordering. Well, the girl was talking but Jack was nodding along, listening to her words.Was this a business meeting?But then again, the way she was batting her eyes at Jack, it did not feel like a dinner to discuss business at all.“Do you know them?” Nathan’s voice cut my attention from Jack and his company.I whirled around to face him, “Yes? Did you say anything?”“I asked you if you know them,” Nathan repeated his words, albeit a bit slower this time.An embarrassed smile crossed my face as I shook my head. “No, sorry. I was just looking 'cause the girl’s dress is just beautiful, don’t you agree?” I lied straight through my teeth. If I were to be honest, I would have to take another peek to notice what color the girl’s dres
(Thomas)I had worried myself sick the entire way to the restaurant that when I actually got there, I did not even have any idea what to do.I sat and blinked in my car before realizing that I had come here in search of Jack.I got out of the car and marched towards the entrance foyer. “Was there a reservation for a Mr. Lombardi?” I asked the person working at the front.The poor guy immediately started to nervously rifle through the lists of names in front of him.“Yes, sir. But here it says-”I didn’t bother listening to him. Someone will tell him who I was sooner or later.I walked into the main area of the steakhouse and started walking between the tables to find Jack. Although if he was here then there would be more than usual staff hovering over his table.Had I missed him?I walked ahead and was almost giving up the search when my eyes landed on a set of familiar red curls.The feeling of joyful surprise washed over me.But then my eyes moved to her company.It felt like my hea
(Lydia)For a moment, Thomas stood there frozen, as did I.The next moment I blinked and he was gone.“Excuse me,” I told Nathan and immediately got out of my seat. I couldn’t let him get away without letting him know that this was just a friendly hangout.I don’t know why it was so important for me to know that he had not misunderstood anything.Heart in my throat, I left the steakhouse without caring for any decorum but the moment my feet landed on the curb, Thomas’ car sped out of the parking spot.I watched it leave with a sinking feeling in my stomach. I went to look for my phone but realized it was in the clutch I had left back at the table.I felt like I had all eyes on me when I walked back into the steakhouse. I awkwardly smiled at the staff at the front who had probably seen me running out like a maniac.I didn’t regret it though, what I regret was that I had been too late.Thomas had left already.Just as I went to step into the main area of the steakhouse, I was stopped by
(Lydia)When I woke up in the morning, I felt completely refreshed. Today was special. Thomas and I had a date planned, just the two of us. It had been far too long since we’d had an evening to ourselves, and the thought of spending uninterrupted time with him filled me with excitement. Thomas was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed as he adjusted his tie. His usual morning routine was precise, and I admired how calm and collected he looked, even when I knew his day would be busy. “Good morning,” I murmured, leaning up on my elbows. He turned, smiling warmly, “Good morning, love. Sleep well?” I nodded, sliding closer to him, “You’re leaving early today.” “Lots to do before tonight,” he said with a wink. I couldn’t help but smile at the playful glint in his eyes. Recently, he had been waking up looking like he didn’t get much sleep the night before. But today, he looked like he rested well. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kissed him passionately, savoring the
(Thomas)The drive back to the mansion was quiet, the city lights a blur as they passed by the windows. My mind replayed the events of the day, the chaos with that one candidate, the interviews that went nowhere, and then Jack. That wound, the tension in his voice, the possibility of Marco being involved, it all left a sour taste in my mouth. But I pushed it aside for now. I didn’t want to bring that storm home with me.By the time I pulled into the driveway, the mansion was bathed in soft light, welcoming and warm. I exhaled deeply, the weight of the day slowly lifting as I reminded myself of what mattered most, my family.Inside, the familiar sounds of home greeted me. Miles and Mabel’s laughter echoed from the living room, where they were playing with a set of blocks. Lydia sat nearby, her eyes flicking between them and her phone. When she looked up and saw me, her face brightened in a way that made the tension in my chest ease instantly.“Daddy!” Miles and Mabel shouted in unison
(Thomas)The hallways of the office were unusually quiet as I left the disaster of the last interview behind me. My steps echoed faintly as I made my way toward Jack’s office, needing a moment to vent about the absurdity of the day. Jack always had a way of grounding me, even when the world felt like it was spiraling out of control.But when I arrived at his office, it was empty. The blinds were drawn, the desk cleared except for a mug of cold coffee. I frowned, pulling out my phone to call him.He picked up after a few rings. His voice was low and somewhat strained when he spoke, “Thomas?”“Jack,” I said, glancing at my watch, “Where are you? I just came by your office.”“I’m at my apartment,” he replied, his tone clipped. “At your apartment?” I repeated, my frown deepening, “It’s the middle of the day, Jack. What’s going on?”There was a pause, long enough to make me suspicious. “I had to step out for a bit,” he finally said, “I’ll be back soon.”“Jack-”“Thomas, I’m fine,” he int
(Lydia)As we pulled into the driveway of the mansion, I couldn’t help but glance at Ruby in the passenger seat. Her face was calm, her usual cool composure firmly in place, but I could tell she was exhausted. Whatever had happened earlier was still playing in the back of my mind, but I didn’t press her further. Ruby had always been good at deflecting, and I knew better than to push when she wasn’t ready to share. The front door opened before we even reached it, and there stood Mama, smiling weakly but genuinely. She leaned on her cane, her movements slower since the surgery, but her spirit was intact. Ruby was by her side in a flash, steadying her and guiding her gently back into the living room. “Ruby, you didn’t have to come all the way here if the boutique was busy,” Mama said softly, though her eyes betrayed how much she appreciated the gesture. “I wanted to,” Ruby replied simply, her voice steady, “And you know me, I don’t trust anyone else to make sure you’re properly ta
(Thomas)The office felt unusually stifling today, as if the walls were closing in on me. My desk was piled with documents, but my attention was split. Half of my mind churned through what would happen when I met Nathan again.I had not seen him face to face since the last time, the night I found Lydia after he had kidnapped her. My blood boiled just thinking about that moment. I would have made a rash decision if it wasn’t for Lydia’s hand in mind and the thought of our kids, their smiling faces flashing through my mind.They had already spent so much time without me, their dad, I wasn’t going to make a horrible decision by harming Nathan and landing myself behind bars.I was glad that I hadn’t acted out of emotion, but that was also due to the fact that Lydia was right in front of me, looking relatively unharmed. If he had done something to her…then I would have taken it into my hands.Apart from this, there was also the added stress of finding another personal assistant for myself.
(Lydia)By the time I reached Ruby’s apartment, I could hardly breathe. My legs burned from climbing the stairs two at a time, but I didn’t care. My mind was racing, filled with every worst-case scenario I could imagine. Ruby’s phone going unanswered and her not showing up at the mansion had sent my thoughts spiraling into dark territory.I pounded on her door, my fist landing hard against the wood.“Ruby? Open up! It’s me!”The hallway was eerily silent, my frantic knocks echoing off the walls. I pressed my ear to the door, hoping to catch even the faintest sound of movement inside.“Ruby, please! Are you okay?”The seconds stretched unbearably. Then, finally, I heard the muffled shuffle of footsteps. Relief surged through me, but it was fleeting.The door opened just a crack, and Ruby appeared, peeking through the gap. Her face was calm, but her eyes held a flicker of something…annoyance? Discomfort?“Lydia,” she said, her voice carefully even, “What are you doing here?”I pushed th
(Lydia)I spent the car ride back home in relative silence, my thoughts consumed by everything that had happened in the past few months. The whirlwind of Nathan’s threats, Jack’s complicated relationship with Ruby, and Mama’s illness. It felt like I was constantly running a marathon with no finish line in sight.Now, as I crossed the threshold into the house, a surge of relief washed over me. At least for a few hours, I could breathe.My speech in the Assembly Hall had been well-received and I was grateful for that. What I had done was a long time coming because I had been worried about Mabel and Miles’ school for quite some time. Ever since they came home one day and told me what the kids were talking about, I had a thought in the back of my mind that this was going to be a problem moving forwards. And it was.Well, I hope all of that was settled now. As I walked into the living room, I saw Mama sitting in a recliner, bundled in a blanket despite the warmth of the room.“Back alread
(Ruby)I left the boutique in the afternoon to go to my apartment. I had some chores to do and I knew the apartment was probably a mess. When I reached there, I immediately started to do laundry. It took time, but I got it done just in time.As I folded the last of the laundry, I couldn’t help but think about what to eat since I’d planned to grab a quick bite before heading to the mansion to look after Mama. One of my workers was closing the boutique for me today, a rare reprieve I desperately needed. I had just gathered my things when a knock at the door startled me. I paused, glancing at the clock. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Peering through the peephole, I saw nothing but the empty corridor. My first thought was that it might be another bouquet. Curiosity got the better of me, and I opened the door. What I saw made me gasp so loudly I nearly dropped my bag. “Jack!” He was on his knees, his face pale and sweaty, twisted in pain. Blood stained his shirt and pants, and his han
(Jack)The tension had been building inside me all morning, a storm of frustration and unanswered questions I couldn’t shake. Thomas’s decision to meet with Nathan still gnawed at me. It wasn’t just the secrecy of it, though that alone was bad enough, it was the recklessness. The risk. But as much as that boiled my blood, there was another matter weighing heavily on my mind, and this one had a name: Marco.By midday, I’d had enough. I wasn’t going to get anything productive done sitting in my office, stewing over things I couldn’t control. I grabbed my jacket, told my assistant I’d be out for the rest of the day, and headed for Amanda’s apartment. If anyone could give me answers about Marco, it was her. When I reached her apartment, Amanda opened the door, her eyes widening slightly in surprise as she asked, “Jack? What are you doing here?” “We need to talk,” I said, stepping inside before she could protest. She frowned but didn’t argue, closing the door behind me. Her apartme