ETHAN'S POV I stared at the footage, my eyes fixed on Bruce and Reina as they slipped into bed together. Reina didn't even seem the least disturbed that she was getting into bed with another man. I mean, is that supposed to be normal? From what I saw, there were a lot of empty rooms that Bruce could use but they decided to act like a couple and sleep together? Or are they really a couple? I've hesitated to believe that from the onset but all this is infuriating. There's no way they are a couple! Fuck, I really really really, refuse to believe that. My mind raced with anger and jealousy, my fists clenched at my sides. How could she do this to me? How could she just move on so easily? Okay, I think I'm acting a bit mad now. I slammed my second laptop shut, the screen cracking against the wall. I didn't care. I couldn't care. I was too consumed by my own rage. This makes it the second laptop I'm destroying in a space of 10 minutes. I grabbed my phone and logged onto the camera f
ETHAN'S POV I stormed out of my house, my mind racing with the new information from the private investigator. Yes, I was unable to sleep well after seeing the footage of Reina and Bruce so I called up Liam and he referred me to another private investigator that resumed work the other day. Andrew was alone at school, and they were having a father's celebration event. This was the perfect opportunity to confront him. I arrived at the school and made my way to the auditorium, where the event was being held. I could hear the sound of laughter and applause as I approached. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was to come. Come what may, today I have to talk to my son. I'm sure he would also have his own opinions when he sees me but I was prepared for it. As I entered the auditorium, I scanned the room for Andrew. He was sitting on stage, looking smug as usual. I made my way through the crowd, my eyes locked on him. "Mr Ethan Walters!" Someone had called out to me a
REINA'S POV"Is there no way you can speed up? I need to be in my sons school in hours." I pressurized the uber driver. Out of the least of things that has happened, today's failure was huge. Andrew's school was celebrating Father's Day and Bruce was supposed to be there but he caught a flu the night before. My car suddenly broke down so I had to take the Uber which only took things to an intense level."Ma'am, I'm riding within the speed limit." I facepalmed myself, he had said that about a million times now and I was tired of hearing it.Soon, I was already at the school. I wondered what he must be feeling with other kids surrounded by their families while he was alone.He would feel so lonely and that prompted me to start running with my heels towards the hall.The front part was quieter than usual, and the silence was oppressive which was normal as the hall was far inside rhe compound.Oh hold on, did I forget that there was a father's day celebration?That would be where all th
ETHAN'S POV They say pain comes in different dimensions and often times, embarrassment hurts more than it but if I had the power to shift the hand of the clock, i would definitely say that i get embarrassed every day of my life than face this kind of pain that was coursing through my veins. I watched in agony as Reina dragged Andrew away, his small hands reaching out for me. "But mummy, this uncle is a nice man. I was already getting bullied by some kids that my daddy won't show up when he came. Surely, he deserves to be called Daddy for just today." The small kid stated and my eyes welled up in tears. How broken I would.be when it is finally cemented that he is not my child, if I'm able to survive the pain then I'm pretty sure I can survive every other thing. "Let him go, Reina. Just few more minutes won't do any harm.." I begged, my voice echoing down the hallway. "Andrew? Where is daddy?" Reina asked and I used my hand ker chief to wipe my eyes that were already red and hot
REINA'S POV. "What did you say, Andrew? There's no way Ethan is here right?" I turned to stare at Bruce who was smoothening Andrew's hair as he had just ran inside. "I don't think the child saw a ghost, Reina. If he said he saw Ethan, then there is every possiblity that Ethan is here." Bruce stood up walking towards the door and it seemed like our hearts were in sync because that's exactly what I wanted to do. "Are you?" I didn't complete the question when he nodded and I ruffled Andrew's hair slightly. "Baby, stay here okay? I and uncle is going to be back soon." I assured and he nodded I stormed up the stairs with Bruce by my side, expecting to see Ethan walking away when I saw them. How ironically beautiful. He was here not just alone but with his wife. Ethan and Ravenna, standing there like they owned the place though one could feel the spite and anger between them but it didn't deter me from walking over to them. "What are you doing here?" I spat, my anger boiling over as
REINA'S POV "Oh my goodness, Reina." Bruce rushed towards me and dragged my seat from Ravenna's bleeding body. I thought that she was going to pass out or die from the impact but she was still very much living and breathing but at least, my anger had calmed down a bit."Just when I think to myself, that okay. It's time to stop. You give me another news to feed to the media." Ravenna winced, holding the side of he chair in pain."You daughter of a bitch. Who told you that you could take shit about me anytime, anywhere and won't face the consequences?" I questioned with hands akimbo as Bruce typed away at his phone. This whole situation was infuriating me and for some reasons, I wished that Ethan was here to witness this.We heard footsteps from down below and it turned out to be Ethan who was actually coming out of his apartment and as he got to where he was standing, he just shrugged and sighed."Now that is cold." He simply said and walked off and I wondered when the man I knew beca
REINA'S POV With my head held up high and my shoulders poised, confidence on a maximum level, I walked into the conference hall determined to defend myself in every way possible. I was going to do my utmost best and not be intimidated.I pushed the conference door open and stepped inside, surveying their faces when someone ushered me to a seat just nearby by Ethan making my skin crawl but I couldn't show any signs of discomfort.I masked it all up with a smile and sat down after greeting the entire members of the board."Good day everyone." I greeted and they answered in unison before I take my seat."Good morning everyone." Ethan took the floor immediately I saw down, his voice drilling with hoarseness and authority. A fucking lunatic that I detest."This morning, there was a lot of drama surrounding me that could have totally affected the company growth if it isn't curved." Seriously? He is going to be the one to talk about how I bashed Ravenna's head against the wall here? Then i
REINA"So if you didn't submit the weekly design, who did?" Ethan asked once again and I shook my head in confusion.At this point, he was talking like my boss and not my baby daddy that hurt me and I had no other choice than to be professional."I'm so sorry for this sir, I'll sort it out and report back to your office." I excused myself and called an impromptu meeting with all the staffs that were under me."So as you're all aware, the Triple A project is almost coming to a wrap and though that's not what I'm here to talk about, I'm proud of everyone that has taking out their time to work consistently following the success of the project." Everyone applauded as I decided t tread carefully.The person who did this must have had another motive in mind for submitting such poorly designed piece of art so I had to be careful and not make any accusations or assumptions."Another news I'll like us all to know is that our design for the week has been uploaded." There was no applause as the
Reina POV“Do you think he’ll wake up today?” Ethan’s voice broke the stillness of the room.The room was quiet as usual and even if a pin dropped to the floor it would be heard. I glanced at Andrew, who was still lying on the hospital bed. He was looking fragile as always and the machines were still giving him the support that he needed. “I have no idea, sweetheart. I wish he could wake up today. It would be a relief. Don't you think so?”I asked and I reached out to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. “I want that to happen too. It would be a miracle.”“He has to wake up,” I said firmly, though my heart trembled with some doubts. I was uncertain about what was happening. “I can feel it. He is going to open those eyes and look at us.”Ethan sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I wish I had your faith.”I turned to him, my eyes narrowing. I was the most pessimistic person but, somehow I had a little faith in me. “You do. You are just scared to admit it.”He stared at me for a
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