VERONICA’S POV“What do you want from me, Vincent?” I asked pushing down the bile that was already rising inside of me slowly.Vincent stared at me. Then he said, “I want us back... I want us back together. I missed you, Veronica. I miss us... I know I made mistakes but I really want you back, I swear.”I was numb. It felt like a bomb had gone off in my chest and then the loud banging sound had reverberated in my ear. And even when I was sure I had heard the clattering of something in the table behind us and the waitress serving the coffee, I couldn’t actually tell how it had all happened.“What did you just say?”I felt my heart race. Surely it wouldn’t be because I was happy to hear that my ex wants me back.“I know you are mad at me right now but the truth is that I haven’t been able to forget you all these whiles, Veronica. I thought of you every single day and every single time. I regretted my actions...I have regretted breaking up with you every single moment ever since you left
WRITER’S POVAfter they walked out of the coffee shop and away from it, Veronica stopped walking abruptly and snatched her hand from Lawrence’s grip.“Oh, I’m sorry...” Lawrence apologized.She faced him squarely. “Why did you come here? To see how miserable my life is? Huh? Ah, I guess to see for yourself what great man I had come to see...”“Vero...” he called, almost in whispers. The flesh of his face folded into lines, lines of both worry and disbelief.“Why? Are you disappointed? Yes, that’s my ex... he is just like any other man...after all you men are all the same. Why did you have to follow me?! why! Why!” She yelled, feeling her body vibrate and her voice shake.Veronica couldn’t bring herself to agree with the fact that Lawrence had not only witnessed everything that happened but also saved her.Why did it have to be him? Why did he have to do something that will make her keep thinking of him when she shouldn’t?She turned away from him, sniffing back the tears that almost d
WRITER’S POVLawrence stared at Veronica.Please just this one time, look at me.But she didn’t look at him.Instead, she turned and started back into the house.He went after her.“Where are you going to?” he asked when he caught up with her.She looked at him.Eyes that said so many words and mouth that looked like it wanted to say so many words but never spurt anything stared at him. Lawrence felt his heart ache, as if it had been pierced a thousand and one places at once. He knew he would go crazy if she wasn’t there with him. His calmness, his ability to still breath was because she saw her face every morning. It was because he felt her scent around him.She wanted to leave. Away from him, away from the excruciating hurt her heart felt. Yet as she looked at him, the words well formed in her head ready to be slapped to his face, she hesitated. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him, those words.And then she wondered why her heart hurt so much just by the thought of telling him th
WRITER'S POVLaurie sauntered back into the house and then Veronica’s eyes fell on Lawrence.Once their eyes met, she looked away quickly. For a split moment, she wondered for how long he had been standing there and how much he heard.Lawrence walked over to her.“Which trip was she speaking of?”“Just a work trip. You should have been briefed by your secretary about it,” Veronica said without glancing at him.“Oh.” Of course, his father had told him and they even had a meeting about it with some of the important figures of the Group. For a fact, his secretary had equally mentioned it to him as well. The site where Williams Group wanted to open another Williams Fashion company. He was happy about it, happy for himself and his father and for the entire Williams Group.But hearing it again suddenly made it news to him. Or was it because he just heard Veronica was going on the trip.“Do you really have to go... It can stretch into a month or more,” he said quietly.Veronica turned to f
WRITER'S POVThe bedside alarm clock clanged. Lawrence’s eyes fluttered open. He reached towards the bedside drawer and quickly shut the alarm off. He actually hadn't got a need for the alarm clock. His body knew when to wake up, at least he felt it was so the last months. But for some reason he hadn't found the chance to permanently turn it off. He blinked and rolled to the edge of the bed. And sighed. Same room and alone, again. It was already morning but for the first time in a long while, his body was reluctant to get on. Time was slower than it had ever been. It was past five months but it felt like it had been nothing short of a couple of years. Lawrence couldn't have been more certain that the universe was punishing him for his sins. Veronica was away. It was supposed to be a few months of being away but then it had stretched into more than months. He barely saw her the whole time. A few of the weekends she had dropped by but always left again. Work was going well b
WRITER'S POVThe hospital took Bianca from them as soon as they got to the hospital.Transfered her into a stretcher and wheeled her inside. Lawrence and Bianca followed after them. Bianca was grunting, yelling and gripping onto the stretcher. “I'm sorry, but we will have to take her to the second floor. The ward is filled up here.” One of the senior nurses reported. “What are you dimwits fuvking doing! Get my baby out already!!”Bianca growled and grabbed one of the nurses. “Quickly! Let's take the elevator. Clear the elevator immediately.”“Yes, senior nurse.”Bianca was wheeled into the elevator and taken to the labour room in the second floor. The door shut once they wheeled her in, Bianca's screams blocked by the walls, muffled. The senior nurse turned around. She glanced at Veronica and then focused on Lawrence. “You must be the husband. Would you like to be inside with your wife while she delivers or…”“It's okay. I will wait here,” Lawrence said. “Ah, alright then.”T
WRITER'S POV Lawrence's apprehension had hiked up a notch. He stood and walked around hoping one of the nurses or doctor came and explained the situation to him. Luckily one of the nurses came out. “What's going on, nurse? Is everything alright in there?” “Yes, Mr Lawrence. As a matter of fact, it is with great pleasure that I announce to you that your wife has given birth to a baby girl. You can see both your wife and your daughter now. Congratulations.” The nurse announced with a beam. Lawrence went still. Then sighed in relief. But then the nervousness came again. Now that Bianca was safe and had delivered safely, he had suddenly developed the cold feet to do anything. What if it really was his child… what if he had hated Bianca and paid no attention to her all these while because he believed she wasn't carrying his child… “Are you coming in, Mr Lawrence?” The nurse called out to him again. He snapped back and quickly followed the nurse into the room. There lay B
A DAY AFTER BIANCA'S CHILDBIRTH“So how long do I have to stay here?”Bianca asked the nurse as she finished administering an injection to her. “I'm sure you will leave soon. As soon as the doctor finds it safe for you to leave the hospital and our watch.”“Exactly when is the time? I am tired of eating this cheap trash you call food here. I wanna go home with my daughter and my husband.”“I'm sorry ma'am but I can't say that. Only the doctor can say for sure but I'm positive you will be leaving soon.”“Get out.” She ordered the nurse, irritated. She was dying to get home. If not for one reason but to flaunt her baby before Veronica. To establish her authority and put her in her place. She looked across where Lawrence was holding their little girl and looking out the window. He was holding her delicately. “Picture perfect…” she muttered. She felt happy and satisfied. “Stay faraway Charley, my child has the perfect father and I want it to remain this way.”Now she was more than