Eva“Is he going to still keep us waiting?”“Jon,” my voice came out harsher than I expected, but it was rightfully so. Jon looked trite immediately. He looked away and set his jaw, making me deflate instantly. Out of all the words I could use to describe Jonathan, insufferable wasn't on the list yet it seemed that way now more than ever. I couldn't blame him for how he's been reacting though.It was my fault for making the decision so abruptly, especially when I had so confidently told him that I wouldn't let Viktor into their lives. Despite his attempt to be supportive he hadn't expected me to go through with it, hence his reaction now It had taken a day to come to terms with my decision and another day to muster up the courage to tell Jon. It took a few days more for us to talk about it.He was far from happy once I told him my decision but he'd accepted it, or claimed to at least. Despite his veiled irritation and his attempt to pick on things, he was still here for me. For all
EvaMy heart raced as I reached the door leading into the cafe.My words the day before were like a fever dream. It wasn't until hours later when night had fallen that doubts and panic of what I'd done began creeping in.It was still the weekend and Penelope had snatched the children away to play for the day. Jon had left to the penthouse leaving me wearing down the floor of my room alone.‘I should have waited a little longer. I wasn't prepared yet. Why did I say that?’ doubts filled my thoughts. I’d made that declaration still high on the feeling of reciprocation, to equal his determination. It was cowardly yet I was second guessing everything. ‘Maybe he hadn't told her. Maybe he would postpone it.’ All the possibilities that he wouldn't take me on my word reared its head and for a moment I nearly deluded myself into thinking that it wouldn't happen. The text I'd gotten twenty minutes after rid those thoughts away. ‘‘We’re on our way to the cafe.’’ he said.The ticking time I
EvaThe cold wind made me shiver as I walked through the city streets, but nothing could compare to the icy chill in my heart. The doctor's words still echoed in my ears even though I was far away from the hospital.Pregnant. I was pregnant.How was I going to deal with this? It has been half a year since I graduated from college and still had no job. I didn't even know how I was going to tell him, how he would react...I stopped in my tracks when I saw the building I called home. It at least used to be one.It was late, but I was sure Viktor didn't mind, if he was even there in the first place.Things wouldn't have been so bad if not for his constant attitude and neglect towards me. Anytime I tried to reach out, he acted violently, cursing me and breaking things around me. It hurt too much to think about. So I left him alone, even though it hurt. Since then the home that we shared together felt more like a cold house. He was never there and if he was, he never stayed long. Anytime h
SIX YEARS LATEREva“Cory! Anthea! Hurry up your friends are waiting for you!” I screamed in exhaustion towards the empty hallway.“Yes mom!” A chorus answer filled the room before footsteps approached and four little feet drew closer. I smiled fondly at the two eager children in front of me. Cory was still chewing the breakfast I made for him while Anthea had peanut butter stains on her cheek and hand.I lowered to their level and wiped the stains off her hand before facing both of them.“Don't forget what I said. Stay with your teachers all the time and stay safe.”“Yes mom.” They chorused, smiling cheekily. I couldn't help the tears that sprung from my eyes.My son and daughter, the lights of my life.It came as a shock to me that I gave birth to not one but two children. They both looked alike as well, sharing my mocha complexion with only a difference in our eyes and hair.I kissed their cheek and gave them a firm hug before leading them with their small luggage in my hands.Com
EvaI reread the name over and over, but it never changed.This couldn't be possible. It had to be a mistake.Shaking my head I turned back to Face, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my chest.“Can you repeat the name again?” I asked, my mouth turning dry. “Viktor Reynolds.”The knot in my stomach tightened as I looked back at the file, seeing the name there.Reynolds Family Corps. There was only one company with the name like that.Throughout the six years I spent in the city I managed to steer clear away from him with little to no effort. Even as I rose up in the ranks and joined business parties I never saw him and I had avoided any news related to him, his family or their company successfully since. This city was big enough for the both of us and I thought I would go my life without seeing him.My worst fears had come to pass.I would have to face my ex, the man who threw me out without a second glance once again. The man who had cheated on me with the person who was suppos
EvaThe entire meeting was clear and succinct. I did most of the talking while most of them gaped my way. Richard was still pale, nodding to everything I said while looking at me in shock. Brienne looked infuriated yet she couldn't say a word. I smirked inwardly.Viktor’s gaze was especially bored into my face to the point I could feel it. Still I managed to keep my cool until I was done.“Now that the briefing is done, I will see you all tomorrow.” I stood up and it took everything in me to not bolt out. Instead I walked calmly and found myself in the nearest restroom which was thankfully empty.That went well, I thought breathlessly as I looked in the mirror. Still I couldn't believe I handled myself and I was still shaken by the entire thing.The door clicking open made me jolt. I whipped my head towards the entranceGrace, Victor's mother faced me directly, no expression on her face. My heart hammered in my chest as I looked at her. What was she going to do now? Threaten me? Shou
EvaI groaned as I entered the empty house. There were no cries of children, none of the usual screaming, nothing. I didn't know how much I missed it until moments like these.Entering my room I swiped through my phone. I couldn't call them now, considering that they were likely asleep, so I settled on calling someone else.The phone rang for seconds before it clicked. Contentment filled me as Jon's face came into view.“Hello my love.” he drawled out in his deep sexy voice, making heat rise to my cheeks.“Still such a flirt even when you're cities away.” I scoffed playfully, making him smile wider.“Who can blame me when I'm with someone like you.” My heart grew soft under his praises. Even though he'd been doing this since he showed interest in me years ago I still wasn't used to it.I stroked his face on the screen “How are you doing?” I asked.“Good, which isn't surprising because it's me.” He wiggled his eyebrows immediately after.“But overall I'm mostly worried about it. How a
EvaThe drive was a reminder of memories I didn't want to remember. Once upon a time, Viktor brought me here to introduce me to his parents. Considering that mine had practically neglected and abandoned me years before I grew up and left them, he thought he could let me spend the holidays with them.I remembered the nerves I felt back then, followed by the absolute relief as Grace welcomed me in with open arms. DespiteHe had fought over me with his father before we abruptly left the house.“You're the only family I need.” He'd said.I shut my eyes tightly. What a joke it was, and what a fool I was to believe him then. Anyways, the past was the past. I was here on a mission, and if he thought he was going to unnerve me by pulling this stunt, he had another thing coming.I drove to the gate when I was stopped by a security guard.“I'm here for Viktor Reynolds.” I told him, waiting as he turned away for a moment, likely to confirm permission. My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I
EvaMy heart raced as I reached the door leading into the cafe.My words the day before were like a fever dream. It wasn't until hours later when night had fallen that doubts and panic of what I'd done began creeping in.It was still the weekend and Penelope had snatched the children away to play for the day. Jon had left to the penthouse leaving me wearing down the floor of my room alone.‘I should have waited a little longer. I wasn't prepared yet. Why did I say that?’ doubts filled my thoughts. I’d made that declaration still high on the feeling of reciprocation, to equal his determination. It was cowardly yet I was second guessing everything. ‘Maybe he hadn't told her. Maybe he would postpone it.’ All the possibilities that he wouldn't take me on my word reared its head and for a moment I nearly deluded myself into thinking that it wouldn't happen. The text I'd gotten twenty minutes after rid those thoughts away. ‘‘We’re on our way to the cafe.’’ he said.The ticking time I
Eva“Is he going to still keep us waiting?”“Jon,” my voice came out harsher than I expected, but it was rightfully so. Jon looked trite immediately. He looked away and set his jaw, making me deflate instantly. Out of all the words I could use to describe Jonathan, insufferable wasn't on the list yet it seemed that way now more than ever. I couldn't blame him for how he's been reacting though.It was my fault for making the decision so abruptly, especially when I had so confidently told him that I wouldn't let Viktor into their lives. Despite his attempt to be supportive he hadn't expected me to go through with it, hence his reaction now It had taken a day to come to terms with my decision and another day to muster up the courage to tell Jon. It took a few days more for us to talk about it.He was far from happy once I told him my decision but he'd accepted it, or claimed to at least. Despite his veiled irritation and his attempt to pick on things, he was still here for me. For all
Viktor “Did something happen?” My mother asked, her worried tone filtering through the phone. I smiled even if she couldn't see it, trying to muster.“Nothing bad happened mom. It's just some extra documents to sort out in the office. I'll be coming home later than normal is all.” I said. It wasn't necessarily a lie, yet it still sent a sliver of guilt to me that I would miss dinner with her. I didn't want any setbacks on the relationship we were rebuilding.The anxiety eased as she sighed,“Okay…” my mother trailed off, “Don't forget to eat.”“I won't,” I quickly assured her, “I love you mom.”Despite time and efforts bringing us closer I was still half expecting her to hesitate and not day it at all. It made it all the more relieving when she chuckled.“Love you too.” she said and the call ended. Putting my phone down I turned to the empty street from my office window. Only a few hours ago, I was recieving what felt like the best and worst news of my life.A part of me still couldn
EvaI entered the cafe booked for this meeting. It was a new place, unfamiliar to me unlike my regular spot with Penelope’s Cafe or the growing familiarity of the Greenhouse cafe. It was exactly what I wanted for this occasion.I needed a neutral spot, free from any influence to meet him. This time, we were on equal grounds.“Good day, what's your order?” The unfamiliar waitress smiled at me. I ordered a random pastry and some water to pass the time. I wasn't planning on staying for long.The noises around helped keep me calm but I kept on questioning if this was the right thing to do.‘We’ll see,’ I told myself.The door opened and this time I looked up to meet a familiar face..he was right on time.Viktor entered the cafe, looking around. I silently nodded the moment he spotted me, waiting with bated breath.Less than a few days ago I'd finally solved the conflict brewing in my mind with a single call to the RCF office. They recognized me and amidst my issues, forwarded my call to h
EvaI tensed hearing his name from her mouth. Penelope sighed beside me.In the past, she hadn't done so much as blink an eye when I told her my past and who my ex lover was despite him being a literal billionaire from one of the wealthiest families. While many others would have found a way to take advantage of the information, she hadn't even bothered mentioning it after I told her except when she wanted to curse him out. It was rare to see someone like that. It was one of the oddest things that made me question her in the past but that was just the way she was. Grounded. The money glitz and glamor didn't seem to affect her. I was grateful for it.“Julienne, let's change the topic.” she offered while Julienne remained feel “B-but..”“Yes. He is.” I cut her off, giving Penelope an assuring glance that made her relax in her seat. Switching my gaze to the brunette, I saw that her face turned slack.I expected the shock, but I I hadn't expected her face to turn stormy. “So when he che
Eva “Stop,” I spoke through the silent room as I paced, as if it would help. Spoiler alert: it didn't. In the end, settling on the couch was the only reprieve for my tired legs. I shut my eyes, digging my fingers into the side of my head as frustration brewed in me Why? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? It was already Friday, four days since I confronted Viktor. Normally I was able to brush up any upsetting thing with a layer of professionalism as I did in the past or simply block it out, get for some reason that day and his words remained stuck in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking back to him, his face and his words. And worst of all, it was making more guilt settle in me for rejecting him and his desire to see the children. Which was insane…right? My hardy words that day still rang true, yet a stabbing feeling came to my gut as I recalled how his face fell. His sincere expression. I was doing the right thing by keeping him away yet my conscience was telling me
Eva I couldn't hide my restlessness for the rest of the day. My mind was going haywire. If not for Lucy constantly keeping me in check I was sure I would have been a spaced out mess. Every action I took felt more automatic than conscious. Thanks to a text I received I knew that Jon wasn't coming back till evening. I couldn't wait to get home. The moment it was nearing closing time I stormed out, grabbing my bag and keys to leave. I told myself to wait three days until things cooled down, but Victor's appearance changed everything. I had to tell Jon, tonight. “Mommy!” Cory squealed, jumping up to hug me. I caught his embrace, putting on a smile. How ironic it was that I'd just spoken about them a few hours before. Their signature green eyes haunted me. “Were you two good?” I teased lightly after separating from them, forcing those thoughts away. ”We’ve never been bad!” Anthea cried out while Cory pouted. I stifled a laugh. “Alright. Let's go.” I foisted them I to the
EvaI swallowed thickly. It was ironic that he was here now that Jon was away. The man I wanted to tell everything was absent while the one I wasn't ready to face stood in front of me.I wished I could be defensive and pull it under the rug. A part of me urged to walk away and completely ignore him, but what good will that do when he would still find me here or could corner me somewhere else?Despite his actions, this time, he actually had the moral high ground to come to me demanding answers. I couldn't refuse, even if I wanted to.There wasn't any escape this time.I quickly glanced around. Just as I hoped,the parking lot was empty, leaving me in privacy.I sped my footsteps to near him, heart shaky. I stopped several inches away, leaning in as the spice of his cologne wafted.“Not here,” I said in a low voice, averting my gaze. When I finally looked up, I met his face full of disbelief and anger.“Not now. I have a meeting minutes from now. After…we can talk somewhere else.” my wo
Eva Darkness filled the room and I had a feeling that it was past midnight. Jon's breaths beside me were supposed to be soothing but my thoughts ran even louder.“Are you going to tell me what's wrong?” He'd asked soon after I'd recovered. He was so considerate, despite not knowing what or why I was in that state as he led me inside, making an excuse as we passed the kids about why I couldn't show my face until he led me into the bedroom. I tried to speak. I tried, but the words couldn't come out. I was still too spaced out, too in my head and in shock to do so. the question of what if was torturing me. That had been happening more times than I liked.In the end he'd sighed and happily brushed it off, set on distracting me. I was both relieved and pressured. How could I hold this back from him?Guilt bubbled my gut horribly , both then and now. It didn't help that throughout dinner Cory and Anthea's faces were there to remind me of the accident that happened.I always kept a pictur