Skylar’s POVThe next morning’s events are awkward to say the least. Firstly, we happen to sleep in for an extra hour and we both wake up to Jason’s phone ringing. Twice. The first call is from his work. The second call happens to come from his parents. I get to listen to him and Jared talk while he gets ready for school and even until he gets into the car, to head to school. I burst in tears after the call again and while Jason tries to console me, Valentina walks into the room, frantically yelling something along the lines of ‘Aunty Skylar and Uncle Jay, have been eaten by the monster’. In a bid to pull away from each other quickly, Jason ends up hitting Lorenzo with his hand, effectively scaring him awake.Lorenzo promptly burst into tears from being disturbed. When he spots me, he motions for me to pick him up. I reach out for him but when he takes note of the tear tracks on my face, he turns to Jason and starts to hit him for ‘making his mommy cry’. Its a hassle to calm him d
Jason’s POVI spend some time talking with Skylar. She seemed sceptical when I told her of my plan to work on us. I couldn’t out rightly tell her that I have come to the realization that I’m so madly in love though. Yes. I am in fact in love with my ex wife. After the divorce, I noticed that I kept subconsciously thinking of her. I could be working in the office and she would randomly pop into my brain. I thought at first that it could be because I’d spent a lot of time with her, but then I’d start to hear her voice when Alex and I talk or when we’re being intimate. And then I tried to find her, because Jared wasn’t in the best condition health wise, and because I needed to quench this itch to know where she was and what she was up to. It’s safe to say that I went crazy when I couldn’t find her. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t work. I couldn’t think properly and it made me mad. I couldn’t find the same feelings in my relationship with Alexandra, and I started to wonder. Once, I had ar
Alexandra’s POVI ran straight to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I stared into my reflection, mascara melting into my face. My hair was in a mess, my face was red. Damn, I can’t believe what could transpire in such a short amount of time, ‘how did I do so much damage in trying to keep my relationship?’I remember the first time I saw Jason. It was in college. I was a new kid, I just moved here and we had one class together, social sciences. He was sitting there, with his earpiece in, typing on the phone. I don’t know why but I was instantly drawn to him, I saw a free seat behind his chair and I ran to it. I spent an hour if the class, staring holes in the back of his head. Things went that way all through college days. I basically stalked him, but he never took notice of me.Then one day, after he had graduated, I saw him walking through the central park. It seemed as though his thoughts were elsewhere, because he barely noticed the road in front of him. He kept
Emilio’s POVThe journey home went quickly thankfully. It was just over 90 minutes. When I got home I needed to lay down, but I was too weak to go upstairs after the journey. Plus my body was starting to ache, since the painkillers were wearing off. I headed for the sofa but they are SO low to the ground it’s ridiculous. Skylar tried to stack all of the cushion up so it was high, but it just wasn’t happening. I ended up laying there for a little while and then fought my way upstairs. It felt so good to be home, in my own bed with good TV and my family close by; but at the same time I missed having all of the specialised support and care there for me, round the clock.I’m not going to lie, I was a nightmare to be around for a few weeks. I was in pain, had trouble sleeping and was completely exhausted all of the time. Everything was a strain. I wasn’t allowed to go up or down the stairs without someone there for example, I felt trapped and fed up of it. I just wanted to get back to
Jason’s POVEmilio has fully recovered and has started taking part in meetings and site inspections and our projects together is finally finished. We’ll be launching in a couple of days and he took the workers out to celebrate, after which, he asked to speak with me in his car. The atmosphere in the car is odd to put it simply. It’s quite for a few minutes and I know he wants to talk about Skylar. I’m nervous though. ‘Does he want to tell me to stay away from his sister?’ I’m just about to go off in my head on reasons he would want to talk to me, when he clears his throat.“Jason, you’ve been a wonderful partner and I’m thankful I could do this with your help..” I give him a tight smile in acknowledgement, trying to not give away how nervous I am. “However, that is not why I’ve called to speak with you. You see, four years ago, when Sky first came to me, I didn’t know she was newly divorced or that she was even a mother. She was really attached to Valentina, and at first I thoug
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Skylar stirred in her bed, slowly awakening to the gentle sounds of birds chirping outside her window. It was Saturday, her one day to sleep in and relax after a long week of work. She stretched lazily, enjoying the comfort of her cosy bed for a few more moments. But just as she was about to drift back into sleep, she heard a faint giggle coming from the next room. Skylar smiled to herself, recognizing the sound immediately. It was her three-year-old son, Lorenzo. He must have woken up early, as he often did on weekends, full of energy and excitement for the day ahead. With a soft sigh, Skylar reluctantly pushed back the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and padded across the hallway to Lorenzo’s room. As she pushed open the door, she was greeted by the sight of her son bouncing on his bed, a wide grin plastered across his face. “Good morning,
The words hit him like a ton of bricks. His hands trembled as he listened to her. He could see the tears falling from her eyes, but he was to overcome by the feeling of betrayal to care. From the corner of his eyes, he watched Emilio pick up Lorenzo and take Val’s hand, leading the kids elsewhere.“I didn’t tell you because I was scared, Jason. Scared of what it would mean for us, for our future. But mostly for me. Somehow I knew that if you found out, you wouldn’t let me leave. I thought you’d take him away from me just like you ripped Jared from me. I was so scared to lose my baby to you, so o didn’t say anything.”Jason’s emotions swirled inside him – anger, confusion, regret. How could she keep something like this from him? A child, his child, had been growing inside her, and he had been completely unaware.“I’m sorry I lied. When you asked who his father was, I panicked and I said the first thing that came to mind.” Skylar continued, “I honestly didn’t think you’d buy the lie,
Skylar’s POVI woke up with an eager flutter in my heart, anticipating another day of joy, laughter, and discovery in my kindergarten classroom. As I sipped her morning coffee, making small talk with Emilio- who had been up since three in the morning, I imagined the vibrant faces of my young students and the boundless energy they would bring.Emilio and I hurried through our morning routine and coffee, ready to tackle the task of getting Lorenzo and Valentina ready for school. With Lorenzo, the energetic three-year-old, we engaged in a playful game of “get ready” to make dressing a fun adventure. Emilio pretended to be a superhero, swooping in to help Lorenzo put on his tiny shoes while I guided him through brushing his teeth with silly songs and exaggerated gestures.Meanwhile, Valentina, the responsible ten-year-old, efficiently packed her backpack and double-checked her homework assignments. I praised her organizational skills while Emilio teased her about being a “little a