REINAIt's been two weeks!Two fucking weeks since I allowed Ethan fuck me after we had separated for years. I still do not know how to feel about it.I have not forgotten about the experience and I doubt if I would be able to forget about it.“My God! I was so stupid!” I screamed in my room.I had told this man to fuck me and I desired him even more. I wonder what ran through his mind as I had requested all that from him.I had to let go of that thought since it was only making me feel guilty of what I have done. I haven't been able to get over that thought even though I don't.I laid on my bed doing nothing. My phone rang, distracting me from my thoughts. On the display was Bruce’s name and I gasped when I saw it. “Holy heavens! I have totally forgotten to call him back after Ethan disrupted our outing that day,” I said to myself.I was already feeling guilty of my actions. I was not a good person and I know that I had done a lot to hurt him.I had to pretend nothing happened as I
REINA “No, no. I just want to know what happened so that I can advise you and give you my words. Some men are not really who they say they are. You know I care about you and I don't want to see you hurt,” he explained and I felt bad once again.I knew he did care. “I know you do.”“You have suffered enough and I don't want you to suffer again. I care about everything you feel, please don't do anything to hurt yourself.”I shaked my head and one side of my mouth twisted.“The truth is that Ethan has changed for the better and that includes the way he talks to me and treats me,” I started revealing things bit by bit and I wished that I could give him a hint.I sincerely can't start saying everything that happened. It won't sound good to the ears and he may not see me the same forever.“How sure are you that he has changed for the better?”“He took me to an expensive restaurant and paid for a full three course meal,” I answered, deliberately removing the fact that he also took me to a
REINAHe was right. I would not joke with issues that concern my child for anything.Thinking about Andrew, my son and seeing him makes me think that Ethan was right here with us. The bog was just a replica of him and I am sure that he may have a heart attack when he sees that this boy resembles him so much.I didn't know what to do about it. Out of guilt, I left my room and went to see him where he was being creative in his playroom.“My baby,” I called him and as soon as he heard my voice. He jumped up happily and abandoned everything he was doing to hug me.I lifted him up and played with his hair.“I have missed you, my baby. You know that right?” I asked him as I brightened him down.“I know, mum. Remember, you promised to take me out next weekend. Hope you will be available for that?” he asked and I chuckled.To be sincere, I had forgotten that I had promised him such a thing. I was a terrible mum, I agree.“I will definitely be available to take you out and we will have all you
REINAThe time I had to sort things out was not enough for me. Come tomrhjnk if it. My son's nanny asked me an important question. When was I going to tell Ethan that I was in possession of his child?It was so scary to think of and I don't think I am emotionally ready to take that step. “No, no. I don't think I am that courageous,” I soliloquized.I didn't know when my eyes which were once wide open shut slowly as before I knew it, I was already dozing off in the living room.I was woken up by the loud ringtone from my phone.“An unknown number?” I asked myself as I stared at the phone.Who could this be? I just finished a long conversation with Bruce over the phone. I really hope it's not one of my staff from work. I already told them that we would resume work next week.Why are they so eager to work? I complained before answering the call. It was when my phone rang for the second time that I answered the call.“Hey, bitch!” That was the first thing I heard when I answered the c
ETHANReina calling me to come over was very weird. I never expected her for one day to send me her address, expecting me to drive down to her house. The key word in what she said was “urgent”. She claimed that it was very urgent and I needed to be there.I have already given her my words, if I didn't, I would have turned her down. I slammed my laptop on my desk and made to leave the office.While I was on my way to her place, my phone rang and it was an unknown number.“Seriously? Haven't I gotten many calls already?” I asked.After much hesitation, I answered the call and the voice I heard gave me the greatest shock of my life.“Hi, Ethan. It's your wife on the line. I know you didn't miss me but, can we see?” she asked.“I'm afraid not. Is it something of great importance?” I asked as I focused my eyes on the road as I drove down.Making calls while driving was wrong and I didn't know how I entertained that with Ravenna on the line.“It is. It's about Reina and your child. I need
ETHANI could sense that Reina was not comfortable as she sat far from me. I had to prepare my mind for whatever was coming towards me.“Work is fine. My company hasn't recovered from the tremendous work you did with that Triple A project. We have been making so much profit ever since. I am working really hard to maintain it,” I answered.“That's lovely. But, remember that there is always profit and loss. When you lose, don't beat yourself up. It's normal. You just have to make up for the losses,” she advised.“I'm aware of all that. Thank you.”That advice was totally unsolicited. It was obvious that she was using all that to buy time. I would not blame her. Whatever was bothering her may be too difficult to let out and she probably does not have a good way to start talking.“Well, I invited you here because I felt it was time for me to tell you the truth,” she started off.I glanced at her and she buried her head in her hands. My heart began to greatly against my chest as I waited
ETHAN “Did you just say the child of this son is Bruce?” I asked her and she nodded, repeating the same words that she said earlier.I stared at this young boy in front of me and there was no way he looked like Bruce. He got my same exact features. The shape of my nose and the shape of my head. The completion too, everything was all the same. “Are you telling me the truth, Reina?” I asked, still in doubt and she reaffirmed that she was saying the truth. “He's Bruce's son. I really don't want to talk about all of these in his presence. He is too young but, what I told you is true.” The young boy stared blankly in our midst. I bet what must be going through his mind was what exactly was going on and why was this strange man having a conversation with his mother.This was more than I could handle even as an adult and I doubt if this young boy could handle this in any way. He was not emotionally strong. “I will take your word for it, Reina. But, have this at the back of your mind. I
“Out of wedlock? Was that what she said?” she inquired. “Yes. That was all she said.” “I know that you trust her too much, that your trust for her has blinded your eyes, that you can't see that this lady is lying to you.” “What do you mean?” “Looks Ethan. I called you here to inform you that the child you saw in Reina's house is your child. She is scared of what I can do, that is why she lies like this,” Ravenna revealed. “I am tired of all these games, to be honest. How am I supposed to know that you are also telling me the truth and not a lie?” I asked her. Ravenna was not the person that I could trust. She was not clean either. She has done a lot of things in the past that makes me question whatever comes out from her mouth. “I believe that things would be easier since you said you saw the child. You don't need any DNA, that child is your replica. I have seen his picture before and all I saw was you, Ethan. Think, Ethan. Think!” My stomach growled in anger. I knew
Ethan Reina looked up at me, her eyes filled with both hope and fear. “We are going to get through this, right?” I nodded, though my throat felt tight. “Of course, yes. We are together. Don't forget. ” And in that moment, I knew we had no choice but to keep fighting for Andrew, for each other, for our family. Finally, we were both with him after waiting for hours. Waiting. That was all we could do before being let in. Wait and hope. The clock on the wall seemed to move slower than usual, its ticking loud and relentless, as if mocking us. I sat in the sterile waiting room, the faint smell of antiseptic in the air. Reina was beside me, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her knuckles were already white but she didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes stayed fixed on Andrew and I'm glad we were both seeing him. I wanted to comfort her, to tell her everything would be okay, but how could I when I didn’t even believe it myself? For hours, Andrew has been in there, fighting for hi
Ethan Reina looked up at me, her eyes filled with both hope and fear. “We are going to get through this, right?” I nodded, though my throat felt tight. “Of course, yes. We are together. Don't forget. ” And in that moment, I knew we had no choice but to keep fighting for Andrew, for each other, for our family. Finally, we were both with him after waiting for hours. Waiting. That was all we could do before being let in. Wait and hope. The clock on the wall seemed to move slower than usual, its ticking loud and relentless, as if mocking us. I sat in the sterile waiting room, the faint smell of antiseptic in the air. Reina was beside me, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her knuckles were already white but she didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes stayed fixed on Andrew and I'm glad we were both seeing him. I wanted to comfort her, to tell her everything would be okay, but how could I when I didn’t even believe it myself? For hours, Andrew has been in there, fighting for hi
Ethan “Mr. and Mrs. Ethan,” the doctor said as he approached us in the waiting room. His voice was calm, but the tightness in his expression betrayed the gravity of the situation. “We have done everything we can to stabilize Andrew, but his condition has deteriorated. He needs surgery immediately.” The words hit me like a truck. My knees almost buckled, but I gripped the edge of the chair to prevent myself from falling. “Surgery immediately?” Reina’s voice cracked as she stood up beside me. “What kind of surgery?” “We need to address the complications caused by the infection. If we don’t operate now…” The doctor hesitated, and his eyes moved between us. “Just say it,” I barked in a sharp voice. I sounded so desperate of course, I just wanted my child to get out of this damn hospital. “If we don’t, his chances of survival are very slim.” The room spun, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Reina let out a soft, choked sob and covered her mouth with her hands. “How soon?” I fo
Ethan Reina looked up at me, her eyes filled with both hope and fear. “We are going to get through this, right?”I nodded, though my throat felt tight. “Of course, yes. We are together. Don't forget. ”And in that moment, I knew we had no choice but to keep fighting for Andrew, for each other, for our family.Finally, we were both with him after waiting for hours. Waiting. That was all we could do before being let in. Wait and hope.The clock on the wall seemed to move slower than usual, its ticking loud and relentless, as if mocking us. I sat in the sterile waiting room, the faint smell of antiseptic in the air. Reina was beside me, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her knuckles were already white but she didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes stayed fixed on Andrew and I'm glad we were both seeing him. I wanted to comfort her, to tell her everything would be okay, but how could I when I didn’t even believe it myself?For hours, Andrew has been in there, fighting for his life, and
Reina“Why isn’t he waking up, Ethan?” I whispered, clutching the edge of the hospital bed.My voice trembled as I stared at Andrew’s pale face, his tiny body was almost swallowed by the sheets. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room.I was going crazy. My only child was in a critical condition. “Reina, calm down,” Ethan said softly, though from his voice , I knew he was also scared. He was standing by the window, his hand pressed against the glass. “The doctors said they are running more tests.”I snapped my head towards him. “Tests? Ethan, he has not opened his eyes in hours! This is more than a fever. I know it!”Ethan turned to me and his face tightened. “Do you think I’m not worried? I’m losing my mind here, Reina! But panicking won’t help him.”The tears I had been holding back spilled over as I buried my face in my hands. “He’s just a child. Our child. He doesn’t deserve this.”The night before, Andrew was not sick. He just suddenly became
Reina The email came at 7:45 a.m. sharp. It was as if the person who sent this mail did it deliberately to give me chills. I was sitting at the kitchen table, still in my oversized sweatshirt and sipping my first coffee of the day when I saw the subject line. “Congratulations on Your Appointment". My hand shook as I clicked the email, my heart pounding. And then I saw it: the confirmation that I had landed the job I had been dreaming about for years. It was the job of a Creative Director at one of the most prestigious firms in the city. I let out a gasp so loud that Ethan came running into the kitchen. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you fine?” he asked, his face filled with concern. “Nothing’s wrong!” I said, laughing through my tears. “I got it, Ethan! I got the job!” His eyes widened in disbelief, and then, like a switch, his face softened into a smile. “Are you serious? Are you serious right now, sweetheart?” he asked, stepping closer. I nodded, holding up my phone
Reina The following morning, the house felt colder than ever. It was not the weather or the light drizzle outside my house, it was the emptiness Ethan left behind. After our little argument last night. Ethan left the house and refused to answer my calls. I was going crazy because of a husband I had married and now, he had refused to come back. My heart became so heavy as I began to think about the implications of our argument. Had I pushed him too far this time? Was this all my fault? I would have shut the fuck up and not talk much to him about anything. It would have saved us a lot of stress. I stared at the clock, my coffee untouched on the table. Every second that passed without a word from him felt like a ticking bomb. My pride told me to wait, to let him be the one to come back and apologize, but my heart was screaming at me to call him, to beg him to come home. I needed him home. I needed to see him even if we were quarreling. I picked up my phone, my fingers hov
Reina “Damn it!” I almost yelled at the blank wall b The sound of the rain splattering against the window just reminded me of how my mind was. The atmosphere in the house had changed since the accident. I was getting better of course, I knew I was. I was taking my drugs and going for my frequent checkups to make sure I was fine. I was doing all I wanted to do to stay alive. Because, Damn. I still had a little boy that I needed to take care of. Ethan was trying his best to be present, trying to make things better between the both of us and I always appreciated his efforts but something still felt fractured. No matter how hard we tried, the pieces of our relationship didn’t fit the way they used to. That was just the plain truth. I could not continue lying to myself. I loved him, yes. But we were not as we used to be. Tonight, the tension felt unbearable. I sat at the dining table, staring blankly at the steaming cup of tea in front of me. Andrew was already in bed, and t
Reina Everyday in the hospital was filled with so much pain and all I could see were patients who were attended to and nurses who were filled with so much concern. Ethan never left me for a second. He was there every morning when I woke up and every night when I drifted into restless sleep. But the accident had changed something. It was not just in my body, but in the air that surrounded us. I could feel it in the way he hovered over me, his hand brushing mine as if afraid I might shatter. I could see it in the way he looked at me. It was not just love; it was fear. And I hated it. “You are not eating enough,” Ethan said one afternoon. I pushed the food tray away, the smell of the hospital’s chicken broth making my stomach rumble. I hated the sight of food. I didn’t want to eat anything. “I’m fine.” “You are not fine, Reina,” he said, his tone hardening. He sat down beside me, his knee brushing against the edge of the bed. “You almost died.” I flinched at the word. “You