Eric’s POVI know I’m making her uncomfortable, but does she even think about how she makes me feel? She looks a bit ridiculous sitting in that big leather swivel chair practically engulfing her.If she just sat up straight and even pretended she had an ounce of power, she would look more natural. I
Perhaps I can reconcile my ill ending with Annie by making amends with Renee. Building a relationship with her will somehow abridge me and Annie’s lost connection.Though this is exactly the issue. Emotions and feelings are illogical. In fact, there’s no evidence linking them together at all and bel
Renee’s POVThe sudden force of the door bursting open causes me to jump out of my seat, which I only too soon after realize makes it appear that something suspicious was going on. I resist the urge to blurt out that nothing was actually going on. I bite my tongue, knowing that would only make matte
Ignoring Eric’s intense gaze, I shoulder my way to the door. “Nilo is not my biological child.” Eric calls out after me and I hesitate, almost turning back around, but I don’t.Annie might care about that statement, but Renee doesn’t because ultimately it doesn’t matter, even if Eric is telling the
Renee’s POV I expect the principal to sort this out right as this would be an excellent opportunity for him to exemplify his credentials, but to my horror he rushes over to Nilo with great concern.He wraps Nilo into a hug, fawning over him, checking his body for scrapes and bruises. “What happened
I want to be bothered by the amount of times Eric has stood up for me considering I should be able to fend for myself, but this is for Debbie. Word by word, Eric’s voice builds her confidence back, and for that I’m grateful.Unfortunately, Eric defending her is only going to increase her desire of h
Renee’s POVBack home, I send Debbie upstairs to play and get out of her pink dress while I try to wash out the dirt.I lock myself in the laundry room, close my eyes, and rest my head against the door. My pride got the best of me. I stubbornly agreed to a physical exam just to prove to Eric that I
I can hear the laughter and ringing of gaming stands when someone wins a prize. “Cmon!” Debbie says pulling at my hand.“I’m going!” I tell her, she’s really excited to get inside. When I look back up, I stop moving causing Debbie to nearly trip over her feet.Eric is casually leaning up against the
The man approaches Eric, who remains in his seat, clearly not seeing the man as a threat. Though I can’t hear what they’re saying, I can gather the conversation well enough based off their loose hand gestures towards the house. Just then the stranger looks up and smiles knowingly at Emily and
This is not like Eric. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the tiniest bit impressed, still it’s not fair of him to do this. I haven’t moved from the couch, despite Emily’s efforts. “Just hear him out,” she says stifling a yawn. By now we could have watch both of the movies we wanted to. I sha
this out for him so he can hear how crazy it all sounds. Eric nods. “Like I said, I’ve realized my mistake and besides I thought she was dead before. That doesn’t mean a day didn’t go by where I didn’t think about her, where I had to shove the ache in my heart way down,” he locks his eye son t
Emily’s POV Why do they make you pick between sharp or easy to use when buying a razor? Why not both? I throw both in my basket, unable to make a decision. Whatever one I don’t like Renee can have the other. Who knows how long she’ll stay. The market is busy for a Friday afternoon, but I g
“Of course your donation is what got me here in the first place,” I say trying to save face. “Thanks,” Jasper says letting me know he knows what I’m doing. “I’m happy for you, regardless how you got here, it wasn’t because of me or Eric- it was all you,” he says and pride swells up inside me. Ja
Renee’s POV A week passes and Emily and I fall into a rhythm with one another’s schedule. It helps that Emily’s guestroom comes with a guest bathroom. Every morning we both wake up at seven, get ready for the day and meet in the kitchen. Whoever is there first starts making breakfast for the bo
Emily is waiting for me on the driveway of her cottage-like home. She lives in a very rural area, far away from the city. Her quaint and simple living is almost an ironic stark contrast to her bold and loud personality. She wraps me into a hug and it’s only then do I realize that I’ve been crying.
Renee’s POV It’s late by the time I wake up the next morning. After I left Eric, I went for a drive. Aimlessly moving through the streets mulling our conversation over and over again in my head. I don’t know what time it was when I finally snuck into bed and fell restlessly to sleep. Now, the b
“I wanted a nice marriage; you ruined that, I wanted to pay for Debbie’s health treatments; you took over that, my wolf almost died because of getting it by a car just so I could get away from you,” I count off my fingers. “How is that my fault?” Eric aka only focusing on the last thing I told him