The place where I vowed to never return.
I looked all over the familiar room. I rubbed my eyes to make sleep go away completely to see if the things I was seeing in front of my eyes were true or my delusions. But even after the sleep completely vanished from my eyes I was still present in the same room. The scenario in front of my eyes remained unchanged. I looked around the room this time with a clear vision. It's still the same as when I left it. As if no one was staying here until last night. I should get out of here as soon as possible. I can't stay here anymore, not even a second more. His scent lingers in this room and it was making things hard for me. I don't even know how I came here in the first place. I remember sleeping on the hospital couch and now I'm here in a place I never wanted to return to.
Hospital!
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What the hell he is doing here. All my thoughts of getting little rest vanished in a split of seconds as soon as I saw his smirking face. "What the hell are you doing here," I asked in my angry voice as I saw how his smirk widened as he saw me standing in front of the door of the room. "What do you mean what I'm doing here?" He asked while folding his hands around his chest while leaning on the door frame. "What are you doing in this room at this hour," I asked in my irritated voice as he was trying to swirl the words to make me angrier. "Oh! you already met him," said Miss Bankers as she came up with a pitcher full o
What kind of dream I'm dreaming of. This thought didn't even last in my mind for a second more as exhaustion took over me making me close my heavy eyes again pushing me more into my sleep. I felt those soft lips like a feather moving from my lips to my cheeks and then those lips were pressed on my forehead as his hands caressed my swollen tummy in a manner that made me feel relaxed and calm-like everything will be fine. This hard time is just a phase and it will be over soon. I exhaled deeply as a sense of relief took over which I failed to feel in the past five months. The next day I slowly opened my eyes when bright sun rays slipped from half-open curtains and fell on me. I looked at the bright blue morning sky. A cold morning breeze came rushing in to say good morning to me. I exhaled deeply with a faint smile on m
Why is he making everything so difficult for me? Jack's hurt face flashed in front of me, making me cry even more. Slapping him was the right thing I did. I didn't let him take advantage of me and showed him that he should keep his distance as I demanded on the day I left his house. I stopped myself from ruining myself again. I did everything right. Even though I did the right thing my heart hurt more. Why do I feel like this? Why is the hurt look in his eyes making my heart pain like someone squeezed it hard almost taking the life out of me? Why in just a split of seconds everything feels so wrong. I kept crying until I felt a little calm. I didn't know until I stood there still sobbing thinking about everything. The peace I was feeling a few moments
"Nian I'm mad--"but before he could continue we heard Miss. Bankers' voice made him lose his grip on my waist. "Nina your dad woke up" Hearing those words I immediately looked in the direction of the voice. Miss. Bankers were standing at the door with a cordless landline in her hand and a happy smile on her face. I got out of Jack's hold as he let me go without any protest. I found myself walking with eager steps toward Miss. Bankers. "What did you say," I asked her to repeat as I couldn't believe what she said a second ago. Did I hear right? "Mrs Miller called me as you both were not picking up your cell phone.
"I can't hide it from you anymore. Let this old man be free from all the burdens" His words confused and scared me so much at the same time. What does he want to speak about? He tugged my hand a little asking me to sit beside him where I was sitting a few minutes ago. I slowly moved and took a seat back on the bed as I didn't want dad to stress about anything more. I have to listen to what he has to say. If he feels like telling me something about Jack even if I'm not ready to hear it I still have to sit and listen. I kept looking down aimless as I was still immersed in my thoughts. "Nina" dad called my name softly. "Hmm" I hummed lightly as I still kept looking down. What he wanted to talk about this question was still floating in my head. "Kit
To mark his territory again. He kissed me very slowly yet passionately making me feel each emotion he was feeling for me. It was very clear in the slow stroke of his soft lips on mine, making me close my eyes tightly and curl my fingers around the sheets as I felt the longing and intensity of his passion. His words increase my heartbeat even more. Even if I'm angry with him for not telling me the truth I can't deny the love I feel for this man. For most of my life, his words, his thoughts, and his actions had dominated my mind. Without me knowing he made me so used to him that at one point I couldn't imagine my life without him and to be true I can't imagine my life without him because I don't know when he became my life. The rude arrogant Jack Miller, the person I hated, made me fall for him so deeply that I still ha
"Jack, make love to me, make me forget everything" I said it while looking straight into his eyes. His eyes widened in happiness. Listening to my words he didn't waste a single moment more. He covered my lips with his and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. The dam of his long logging and urges was broken with my permission. He moved his wet lips all over my face pressing passionate wet kisses to all my face. I slowly moved my hands to his back wanting to feel his warm bare skin. It was good that I came to bandage his hand when he was trying to wear his t-shirt. It's been so long since I touched him and my hands don't waste time exploring his bareback. He kissed my eyes like kissing away all my tears then his lips moved down to kiss my cheeks then my nose finally he captured my lips again for a passionate kiss. H
Letting me know his eternal love for me. The morning arrived soon but this morning was different from all the mornings today. When I opened my eyes I didn't find myself in an empty cold bed. My Satan husband was sleeping beside me so close snuggling like a baby. I moved the hair away from his face which had grown so long and was now covering his whole forehead. I lightly brushed the hair away from his face so his sleep was not disturbed. Even though I very lightly touched his hair he still stirred a little in his sleep. He slept as if he was sleeping peacefully after so long. I kept slightly moving my fingers in his messy uncut hair. He moved more near me by tightening his hold around me and if my little actions pushed him more into a deep sleep. I keep looking at my sleeping face with all the running thoughts in my h
I pulled all the bags out of the storage to pack them with my kid's clothing. "Jack help me" I shouted from storage as I needed help to carry them to our room. "Coming cupcake," he shouted from downstairs. He came to the storage room and then looked at me and the bag with confusion. "Cupcake, why do we need so many bags?" he said, eyeing all the five bags in front of me. "To lack our clothes, what else would I want so many bags," I said while dusting the bag. "But still don't you think there are too many," he asked, still eyeing the back. "No they are not I need to pack all the clothes for the kids, don't you know Aiden dirty his clothes more than three ti
"Amelia, Aiden" I called my kid's name while searching for my imported files on the desk. Why are they not answering me? "Oh God why I'm not getting it," I said in annoyance as all the things were scratched on the desk and some were even lying on the floor. I stood up with both hands on my hip and eyes on all the mess that was in front of me while exhaling deeply. My desk was a total mess and his desk in the room was not looking any better either. Yesterday I and Jack made this whole mess. We messed up our shared office when kids were at the school. My cheeks burned red as I remembered how I begged him as he kept teasing me to the point I needed to scratch his back needly. It continued until I passed out in his arms. That Satan never lets me off easily. I bit my lower lip as the mere memory of yesterday made me feel hot again. The way he was holding me while saying all the dirty words to me made me feel as if he was still
I don't know when we both slept looking at his cute sleeping face with a happy smile on our faces. The next day I woke up to find me and Jack trying to fit in a small bed trying not to squeeze the baby. He was still asleep with his one hand firmly placed on my waist as if making sure I didn't fall out of bed in the middle of the night. I looked at our sleeping baby and then at him. He was still so deep in sleep. I know we slept less because the baby woke up in the middle of the night crying telling me he was hungry. Jack stayed up with me until the baby fell asleep. Even though I told him to sleep he didn't, instead, he helped me in making the baby burp after I breast-feed him. I knew it was his way of saying he was there for both of us. It warms my heart knowing he was willing to help me in everything. I already knew
And that's how our baby boy made its grand entry into this world. I jolted up from my sleep with the noise of a small cry. Even though my body was feeling weak I tried to sit up. I was still in the hospital and I tried to find the source of the cries I could hear. Hearing those cries my chest heaved with all the disastrous emotions. I found the sound coming from the cradle beside me. When I looked more, that's when I saw a small figure in it crying. My baby was crying and looking at him in discomfort my chest became even heavier. The urge of making him soothe his pain increased in me. I tried to move out of bed even though there was not much strength left in me. I found an IV attached to my wrist. Still, I tried to move to take my crying baby. I was about to step down from my bed when the room door opened, making me l
"Jack my water broke" Those words from her mouth were enough to scare me. The panicked look in her eyes scared me even more. I moved my head down and saw liquid pooling at her feet with a hammering heart. I met her gaze again. I just kept looking at her with a blank look on my face not knowing what to do next. It "My water broke" she repeated her words this time a little loud and with more panic flooding her tone. Listening to her words the chattering on the table stopped making everyone look at us. "We need to hurry fast to the hospital," Jane said in her eager voice, getting my attention. Listening to her I immediately stood up in alert mode while rubbing my face in nervousness. "Jack bri
JACKS POV I buttoned up my tuxedo blazer and hurriedly walked out of the room to go to the adjoining room to help my very pregnant wife. Opening the door I saw she was standing in front of the bed with Amelia standing in front of her dressed in her pink frock. The mother and daughter were speaking to each other and laughing about something. Their laughter was like music to my ears. These two ladies had a special place in my heart. I walked in and my little angel's happy blue eyes fell on me. "Daddy" she squeals in happiness, throwing her hands up for me to take in and I didn't waste time and took her in my arms with a big smile as she stretched on my face. "How do I look? Did you like my frock" she asked in her excited voice. "First let me see
"I hope I'm not disturbing you ladies" He flashed us his pearly white teeth smile and from the corner of my eyes, I looked at Ava who seemed pissed looking at his smiling face. "Long time no see Mrs Miller," he said while looking at me. "I was wondering how you are doing. You look very much pregnant and beautiful as always," he said in his heavy voice which had an accent mixed with his English making me wonder where exactly he was from. I blushed a little at his compliment. He always says all those cheesy words to me, making me think if he likes to flirt with everyone. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Ava sighing in frustration. It was visible on her face that she was not happy to see him there.
"I love you too." The memory of the day makes me smile even in my dreams as from now onwards I have decided only to live with all the happy moments and forget all the bad ones. I have decided to keep moving forward, forgetting all the bitterness of my past but not forgetting the experience I got with it and it is what makes me feel powerful every day. It's what has given me the strength to live my life with all my past good and bad occurrences. These days saying I love you back makes me feel happy. It gives me the power to express my love for him which I have never done before. Those words never stop coming from his mouth and it always warms my heart when he says them to me. It makes me feel like I'm in love with him all over again. The awareness of the person I love loves me back with the same power and thriving in it make
"Yes I would love to" That night we celebrated and Amelia was so happy after listening to my reply. She jumped in happiness from here and there telling everyone that now she had mom and dad. His happy laughter made Jack's and my heart swell up in happiness. I always wanted her to be my daughter and now she was as I had already signed the papers. All the foundation kids were happy for her. She was the favourite of everyone here. They were a little sad knowing she would move with us but they didn't show her and celebrated with her. It has been over a month since that day. Dad, uncle, and aunty come frequently to meet Amelia with gifts for her. They are showering her with lots of love. Why won't they? After all, she is their first grandchild. A smi