Emma’s POV “Hey, Anna,” he greeted her as she walked up to where we stood. “Hi, Liam,” she responded, smiling at him. It was honestly so funny how she completely ignored my presence. She just continued speaking to him like I wasn’t standing right there. “Hi, Anna,” I decided to speak up, interrupting their conversation. She ignored me. Liam didn’t say anything about her ignoring me either. “Hi, Anna,” I spoke up again, my voice louder this time. “Hello, Emma,” she looked at me in such a vile manner. The smile she held while talking to Liam dropped instantly as she rolled her eyes. God, she acts like such a witch. “Nice turnout tonight. I hope your designs are worth my evening,” she said with her lips drawn up into a tight smile. “Am I supposed to thank you for that statement?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. “I don’t need your thanks,” she scoffed and faced Liam again. “So are we still on for tonight?” she asked him, her smile reappearing again. “Yes,
Liam’s POV“Thank you,” Emma responded, moving her eyes away from my gaze.“Listen, I’m sorry about earlier. I am. I was just frustrated, and I took it out on you. That was wrong and I apologize”.She scoffed, then apologized and let out a little laugh.“You’re kidding, right?” she asked, looking me in the eyes again. “The way you spoke to me was so uncalled-for, and now you’re telling me it was because you were frustrated?” she said, sharply.“Emma,” I started, but she put her hand up to stop me from talking, so I put my head down, unable to hold my gaze on her any longer because of how bad I felt.“Honestly, Liam, I thought we were past all that. I thought the relationship we’ve had with each other these last few months has meant something to you but clearly not, especially since you were able to talk to me like that and because of someone who you know doesn’t like me for shit”.I pinched the bridge of my nose and shut my eyes, trying to compose myself.I get that I was wrong to spe
Liam’s POV“Hey, man. Are you home?” I asked Ryan as soon as he picked up the call.“Liam? What’s going on?” he asked.“Are you home? I’m about ten minutes away from your place, but I want to know if I should keep heading over or just reroute myself right now. So, are you home?”“Yeah, I’m home,” he sighed.“Samantha isn’t there, right?” I inquired.“Nah. I dropped her off about an hour ago,” he replied.“Alright, cool. I’ll see you soon,” I said, then hung up the call.Since Anna decided to kick me out, and I wasn’t ready to be in the same space as Emma, I decided to head over to Ryan’s place and spend the night there.I arrived in less than ten minutes, parked my car, and went up to his front door.“Liam, if you break my door I swear I’ll break you,” Ryan threatened from behind the door as I repeatedly pounded on it.“You’re the one who was taking so long to answer,” I replied as he opened the door with a look of annoyance plastered on his face. “Fix your face,” I said as I pushed h
Liam’s POV“What do you mean ‘what trip’?” Ryan asked, turning to face me. “Emma didn’t tell you?”“If she had told me, I wouldn’t be asking you about it, now would I?” I responded, rolling my eyes at the silliness of his question.“Whatever, man,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes as well. “Anyway, Sammy has been really stressed out at work recently, so I opted to take her to Bora Bora for a week, and we plan to leave this Saturday. She asked if we could make it a group thing with you and Emma and I didn’t mind, so she told Emma, then she told me that Emma said she was going to tell you and see if you were up for it”.I sat in silence, baffled.Why wouldn’t Emma tell me about this?Did she not want me there or something?“She really didn’t mention it? That’s crazy. I mean I wanted to be the one to let you in on it, but Sammy said Emma was going to handle it. That’s why I didn’t bother”.“I don’t get why she wouldn’t tell me,” I said, placing the controller on the coffee table in front of
Emma’s POVHe let out a sigh of exasperation and rolled his eyes at me.“Now look who’s rolling their eyes at whom,” I said, pointing a finger at him.“Whatever, Emma,” he said, putting his hands on his face and then running them through his silky, beautiful hair.One thing I admire about Liam is how his hair always manages to look so good. I mean, he could literally wake up from a rough sleep and his hair would still look as good as it did at the start of the day. He could go a whole day with the hair, and it wouldn’t frizz or anything. It just always looks perfect for some reason.“I’m not with Anna right now because she kicked me out of her place. There. I said it. Are you happy now?” he asked, shifting his gaze from my face.It was almost as though he was ashamed of what he had just said.“Why though? Why did she kick you out?”Honestly, I was genuinely curious. I mean, earlier tonight she couldn’t stop cheesing when she was talking to him, and now he’s telling me she kicked him o
Emma’s POV“Alright, look, I get where you’re coming from, but honestly, I want to go, and I want to go with you. We may not be together, but I still really like you as a person and God knows I need a vacation even though I’d still be working half the time. Point is, I just need a change of scenery, so I want us to go,” he responded, then smiled at me. “Can we go?” he asked, his eyes filled with hope that I’d say yes, and of course I did. “Yes we can,” I responded, chuckling lightly. “Don’t you have that murder case though, the one you said involves a public figure or so to work on?” I asked. “Yeah, for sure, but his trial isn’t due for the next few weeks, so I’m good. Besides, I could have my assistant put me through any calls I would need to take then I’d take them from over there”. He responded. “Alright then,” I nodded. “And Anna?” I asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. I know it seems as though I am trying to bring up her name all the time, but that’s honestly far fr
Emma’s POV“Emma, we have to go!” Liam yelled from the bottom of the stairs.“I’m coming!” I yelled back in response from my bedroom.After Liam left my room for me to finish up packing, I did most of my packing, then got distracted and eventually slept off.Big mistake, of course, because I still had so much left to do. I woke up by past 4 and started rushing all the packing. At this point, I’m pretty sure I didn’t pack the second pair of one of my shoes, but I didn’t have time to check for that.I believed I would have woken up by 3 because I knew I set an alarm, but that didn’t work, so this is my life now.“Emma!” he yelled again.“My God. Is this how angsty you get when you take trips? Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed as I walked out of my room, pushing my suitcase in front of me.“I’m not angsty,” he huffed. “You’re just slow,” he rolled his eyes.“Screw you, Liam”.“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Do you need help?” he asked, walking up the stairs to meet me.“Does it not look like I do?” I as
Emma’s POV“Wake up, sleepy head,” I heard Liam whisper into my ear.“Go away. I’m not done sleeping yet,” I whined.I opened my eyes to see him crouched down by my head. His eyes and mine instantly locked the moment I opened them, so I was staring into his beautiful orbs.“I can see that,” he laughed. “But you have to get up, Emma. We’re about to descend, so you need to sit up and buckle up. Thank you”.I turned my face the other way so I wouldn’t get lost in his eyes, then hugged a breath of annoyance.“How many minutes till we descend?” I asked.“About two hours,” he said, standing up and walking over to his seat.“So why the hell did you wake me up now?” I shrieked, turning my head back to face him.“I was bored,” he answered, staring down at me.I honestly hate this man so much sometimes. I grumbled and tossed around the blanket that was on my body, then eventually sat upright. I cleared my eyes and noticed that Sammy and Ryan weren’t anywhere to be found.“They’re in the bedroo
Emma’s POVAfter hours of work that were mixed with hours of contemplation following me and Liam’s conversation from that morning, the work day was finally over, and it was time for me to go home. I knew that if I went home, I would have to confront the situation at hand between Liam and me, which I was not prepared to do, at least not before talking to Sammy first, and since I felt this was a conversation that I had to have with her face to face, I did the same thing of calling Liam ahead to let him know I’d be coming home late. “Hey,” his raspy, tired voice spoke up as he picked up the call. “How are you?”“I’m good, how are you?”“I’m okay”.“Are you sure,” I asked, worried. “You sound tired and stressed out. Are you still at the office?”“Yeah, I am. I’m tired, but I have a case I’m working on right now and want to try and make some progress with it before leaving here”. “Hm. Alright then. Just take it easy please”. “Yeah, I will,” he said. I could practically hear the smile i
Emma’s POVThroughout my drive to the office, all I could think about were Liam’s last words to me before he left the house. Considering how shocked I was by everything he had said, it goes without saying that I had no adequate response to give him at that moment. All I could muster at that point was, “I’ll think about it”. Shit. One thing for sure was that I know I definitely didn’t even say those words in a reassuring tone or anything, because the way his face fell once the words left my mouth was enough to let me know that he was disappointed. In my defense though, it was all too sudden. I felt cornered and just didn’t know what to do.“Emma! Hi!” my coworker, Dina, startled me out of my reverie as she knocked on my window. “Hey, Dina,” I rolled down my window and smiled at her. “You startled me”. “I’m sorry,” she laughed. “One of the janitors mentioned he saw you pull in a few minutes ago and, since you hadn’t come in yet, I decided to come down and check on you”. When she sa
Emma’s POVIt had been a bit over four months since I gave birth to Amelia, and it was finally time for me to go back to work. Normally, I should’ve resumed last month, but the management of the Fashion House asked me to stay back a while longer because they didn’t want to stress me out and all that. I definitely wasn’t going to argue with them, so I obliged, but I kept it down to a month extra because, truth be told, while I’ve been having the time of my life caring for my daughter, it’s been very exhausting and I need a break. I need to get some normalcy back in my life and the only way I can achieve that is by going back to work. Thankfully, today was finally the day. “Emma!” my mum’s voice called out to me from behind the front door after she had knocked. “Coming!” I responded, placing Amelia down on one of the chairs in the living room and rushing to open the door for my mum. “Hey, mum,” I hugged her. “Thanks for coming,” I said, stepping aside for her to walk in. “No need to
Emma’s POVAfter close to forty-three hours of labour, my baby was finally here. “I was told you were unaware of what the baby’s gender was before now, so it’s my pleasure to tell you that you’ve just delivered a beautiful baby girl,” the doctors said to me, her voice overlapping my baby’s cries, as she handed me my child. “Hi, there,” I cooed, poking her nose a bit as I looked back up to the doctor with a smile on my face. “Thank you, Dr. Bailey,” I said to her. “You’re most welcome, dear,” she smiled back. “Alright, I’ve got to go now. The nurses will help get you cleaned up, then I’ll see you again in a few hours, okay?”“Okay, I nodded. Please can you help call in Liam on your way out?”“Of course. Take care now,” she said and walked out of the room. “Baby!” Liam said as he rushed into the room, pausing when he saw our daughter in my arms. “She’s beautiful,” he breathed. “Yeah, she is,” I smiled at her. “Shame on you for not being in here for the birth,” I smacked his hand.
Liam’s POVIt has been nearly nine months of Emma’s pregnancy and God knows that these past two months of it have been hell. Not just for her, but for me as well. Unlike at the start of her pregnancy, over the past two months have been when Emma has been experiencing terrible morning sickness and all the pains that come with being pregnant. For some reason, the first six months were a breeze for her. She barely showed, she barely felt pain, and she was rarely sick. Now though, where do I even start?At about four months in, her bump began to appear and with how well-rounded it looked, there was no way we could lie and say she was merely gaining weight. So, Emma and I decided it was finally time to expand the number of people who knew about the pregnancy from Ryan and Sammy to her parents, my mother, and all our friends and colleagues who cared to know. As expected, both our parents were ecstatic about the pregnancy; my mother was more than her parents, of course. Considering I am all
Liam’s POVIt had been days – nearly a week actually – since Emma and I had held a proper conversation with each other. To be specific, following that little bicker we had during our last hospital visit which lasted until we got home later that day, she and I had yet to talk to each other. We were taking this thing so far between ourselves such that she hadn’t slept in my room since that evening, and we hadn’t shared a meal since then either. What was funny was that appointment of hers was last Saturday. It was currently Thursday morning and I had only gone to work one day this week, and she has not at all, meaning that we were spending much more time in the house at the same times during the day, but we just weren’t spending them together. If I was upstairs, even though it was in my room, Emma would be downstairs. Then, if I was downstairs, she would be upstairs. Obviously, it was clear that she was behaving in this petty manner that she was, because she wanted me to give in first
Emma’s POV“What do you mean?” Liam asked me again, in a smaller tone this time. Honestly, my heart broke at how heartbroken he sounded by my words, but let’s be real, this marriage of ours isn’t an ideal one for anybody at all, and I do actually love him and want to be with him, so why not just come clean about exactly how I feel now?“Liam,” I took a deep breath and turned back around to face him, grabbing his hand in mine. “I love you and that much is real, but let’s be true to ourselves right now, this marriage isn’t real, and I need you to recognize that. Maybe it’s because I was the one who was forced into the marriage, so I recognize it all the time”. “And what makes you think that I wasn’t forced into this marriage too?” he asked, visibly upset now as he pulled his hand out of mine. “You think I wanted to have to settle down at the time that I did, let alone get married?”“Oh,” I responded in a low tone. “You really think that this marriage was on the top of my bucket list
Emma’s POV“And that right there is your baby’s bead,” my OBGYN said as she pointed out what looked like a small rock on the screen of the ultrasound machine. “Perfection,” Liam gushed. Yeah, that’s right, I told Liam everything. Three months ago, Liam and I had a lengthy talk about my being pregnant and what that meant for us. As expected, even though I had a lot of doubt in my mind, he was in full support of me, willing to ensure I was okay and that everything about the pregnancy went smoothly. If I’m being honest, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any man as excited to have a child as Liam was that night. Now, with about two ultrasounds out of the way, he and I are finally starting to see our baby take proper shape and, judging from his expression as he stared hard at the screen while the doctor spoke, I think it was safe to say that he was most definitely more excited than I was. If I’m being honest, it’s so crazy. Because this was a man who first presented himself to me as this st
Emma’s POV“Is this seriously something that you’re considering, Emma?” Sammy asked again as she let me out of her grasp. This time, her tone was filled with disappointment. “I can’t believe this”. “Are you seriously judging me right now, Sammy?” I asked in disbelief. “Yes I am,” she answered with a straight face. “If I wasn’t judging you right now, then I would be the worst friend, but that’s not me, Emma. I’ve known you for far too long to believe that getting rid of this pregnancy is something you really think is the right thing to do. Hell, I want to believe that you’ve known me for far too long to even think I’d support you wholeheartedly if you made a decision like this”. “Wow, Sammy,” I chuckled dryly. “You know what, Emma,” she hissed. “Keep up whatever act this is that you’re putting up for as long as you want, but deep down, you know that what I’m saying is the truth. This isn’t a pregnancy that came from a one-night stand that we’re talking about, Emma. This is somethi