There's purpose in his walk, leaving no doubt about where he is going. He's coming to me. Each step he takes feels deliberate. He gives a brief glance to Kayla, acknowledging her presence, before he looks back to me. A second glance to her and the recognition isn't easy to hide. He remembers her. This seals what I already know. He came looking for me, just like he is doing now. " I'll see you tomorrow, Milla." Kayla says, giving me a side hug. " Hmm." I nod, watching with anticipation for some kind of interaction or acknowledgement as the two walk past each other. She only gives off a nod and I can't help but feel abit disappointed. I needed words but none were heard. William stops infront of me but I don't look at him as of yet, wanting to prepare myself. His heated gaze burns the side of my face, demanding for my attention. I put up resistance while trying to figure out what to say to him. How do I go about looking for answers when I struggle to voice out, exactly what
" Do I really have to?" I bite on my bottom lip while staring at the folded clothes on my bed. " Yes, you do." Lia answers. She has not left my room eversince I told her the truth about Liam and I. Well, half the truth. She is now aware that a reunion between William and I had happened, months before he made his come back. Why I chose to share half the truth and today of all days, was because I couldn't take anymore of her questioning. She was curious, very much so. I blame it on that night, the tension between William and I had been too hard to ignore. It must have been uncomfortable for Lia, not to mention Lola. Even I felt the same for them. Confessing the truth had never been easier. There's something about the way one gets extremely nervous, exposing the hidden. The reception can go in any direction. So I didn't exactly have it in me to bare out the whole truth, it didn't feel like the right time. Nor the right place. My mother was in the next room and I didn't w
One name comes to mind and no other. Mr Shard. But the thing with William is that he isn't very fond of talking about him, so for a split moment I kind of doubt myself. It's not helping that he's gone quiet now, leaving the rest of what he had to say hanging in the air. " If you have something to say, just say it now." " It doesn't matter." He shakes his head, already taking a step back. I quickly grab his arm so he doesn't get too far from me," no, you don't get to do that to me. You won't leave me overthinking, I won't allow it." I say. He wordlessly stares me down, frustrating me just a little. " You're quiet and that's not fair." I complain. " I'm thinking." Liar. I narrow my eyes at him, " you want to keep things from me again?" " If there is something I want to tell You, then I will -------" " Even if you didn't and I wanted to know. Would you still tell me?" " It depends." " On what?" " Timing." " Well this is good timing then." I release h
We stand facing each other like two people waiting for the other to make the first move. I've caught up to him and instead of something being said, we've let silence between us be the voice. He's standing by his car, his hand resting on the top of the opened door and I, well I'm watching him, still trying to recover from the whiplash I experienced when he started acting crazy. ' Or more like confuse me even more.' " What are you doing right now?" " Waiting for you to get in the car." " Why?"" Isn't it obvious that I want to take you somewhere?" He says it like its obvious.Maybe it is and I'm missing it." I'm not going anywhere with you." I cross my arms, already denying him that." Okay then." He nods. " I want to take my wife out for lunch then she'll accompany me, to get a gift for my mother in law. Oh and one last thing( he holds up his finger), I'll drop her off." " Would you stop mentioning that whole 'wife' and ' in law ' thing, it's creeping me out." I shudder, shaki
To witness love and to experience love, is quite different. I played the role of a witness while my mother experienced love, one received from my father. He was simply a man in love, not with the idea of love, but with the woman who introduced him to their kind of love. I recall the days of admiring how beautiful and easy, they made everything seem. It just felt right with them and I, a few times so, desired to be the one to experience such love. In unfortunate turn of events, tragedy decided to knock at our door. It claimed the life of my father, separating and leaving us out in the cold. My mother seemed lost without her other half, which hurt to witness. The desire to better relate to her pain had overwhelmed me. All I wanted was to offer more support and be a reliable source of comfort for her. The unhealthy mindset I had then, in the early days of fresh and raw pain while mourning, was strong, I admit to this. What amazed me through it all, was the way my mother notice
Moments come and moments go, which leave a person in their most vulnerable period. That was me, 6 months ago. It hadn't been long since my father passed away, when my mother suddenly fell ill. It hit even harder when she had to be admitted to the hospital and we further learnt how serious the situation was. I felt alone, I was alone and it felt like I was thrown into a big storm. The situation seemed out of my control and I was left both vulnerable and confused. I felt small, facing a huge mountain infront of me. At the very same time, I had to dig deep within and search for some kind of remaining strength I had left. One thing I knew not to do, was to give up. I could not afford to, the situation simply didn't allow for me to. Battles came on each side and as I tried to conquer each one, fate decided then, to bring about a witness in the name of William Myers. Until today, I keep on asking, why him? It shouldn't have been him, the one cut out from my life. From past expe
Days have passed and yet the actual day, has not been confirmed. At some point I had hoped that he would change his mind and stay away, but it seems unlikely he would. Now that I've learnt about William returning soon, it's like I can't escape talk about him. My ears would catch onto conversation about him, especially with many interested in what he may look like or how different he must seem now. If only they knew. Different made up scenarios of possible encounters between us, has placed me on edge. Seeing him again, feels like all my secrets would be staring me in the face soon. It's clear that I haven't been myself and now Lia has taken notice. She's questioned me on how I am doing so many times today, it's kind of annoying. I know it's not her fault, I'm just being cranky. I honestly wish I had found out everything much later. It's sad to think that I might be the reason my mother ends up in hospital again. There's no doubt that my deeds would be heavy for her to bea
~~ Flashback~~ ~A few hours ago.~ I heard the door open and close but didn't move from where I sat. It had been some time after his mother left and still, I couldn't wrap my head around the visit. My mind replayed the conversation like a tape recorder, trying to find some hidden message behind it. ' Mrs Myers really came here for him.' I heard Lia say as she stood close. ' It's not like she was thinking about me all this time.' I said, sparing her a glance. ' Here.' The smell of hot chocolate hit my nose as I received the cup. 'Thank you.' I said. She joined me on the bench and we sat in silence for a while. ' In some way, I think she's right.' I turned to her with a frown, ' No.' I disagreed. 'Not about everything, but that you were his childhood friend.' ' We weren't that close.' ' It didn't look like that back then.' She disagreed in sing song tone. I rolled my eyes at her. ' You and mom are just the same.' Mom made sure to have her own word in, a
We stand facing each other like two people waiting for the other to make the first move. I've caught up to him and instead of something being said, we've let silence between us be the voice. He's standing by his car, his hand resting on the top of the opened door and I, well I'm watching him, still trying to recover from the whiplash I experienced when he started acting crazy. ' Or more like confuse me even more.' " What are you doing right now?" " Waiting for you to get in the car." " Why?"" Isn't it obvious that I want to take you somewhere?" He says it like its obvious.Maybe it is and I'm missing it." I'm not going anywhere with you." I cross my arms, already denying him that." Okay then." He nods. " I want to take my wife out for lunch then she'll accompany me, to get a gift for my mother in law. Oh and one last thing( he holds up his finger), I'll drop her off." " Would you stop mentioning that whole 'wife' and ' in law ' thing, it's creeping me out." I shudder, shaki
One name comes to mind and no other. Mr Shard. But the thing with William is that he isn't very fond of talking about him, so for a split moment I kind of doubt myself. It's not helping that he's gone quiet now, leaving the rest of what he had to say hanging in the air. " If you have something to say, just say it now." " It doesn't matter." He shakes his head, already taking a step back. I quickly grab his arm so he doesn't get too far from me," no, you don't get to do that to me. You won't leave me overthinking, I won't allow it." I say. He wordlessly stares me down, frustrating me just a little. " You're quiet and that's not fair." I complain. " I'm thinking." Liar. I narrow my eyes at him, " you want to keep things from me again?" " If there is something I want to tell You, then I will -------" " Even if you didn't and I wanted to know. Would you still tell me?" " It depends." " On what?" " Timing." " Well this is good timing then." I release h
" Do I really have to?" I bite on my bottom lip while staring at the folded clothes on my bed. " Yes, you do." Lia answers. She has not left my room eversince I told her the truth about Liam and I. Well, half the truth. She is now aware that a reunion between William and I had happened, months before he made his come back. Why I chose to share half the truth and today of all days, was because I couldn't take anymore of her questioning. She was curious, very much so. I blame it on that night, the tension between William and I had been too hard to ignore. It must have been uncomfortable for Lia, not to mention Lola. Even I felt the same for them. Confessing the truth had never been easier. There's something about the way one gets extremely nervous, exposing the hidden. The reception can go in any direction. So I didn't exactly have it in me to bare out the whole truth, it didn't feel like the right time. Nor the right place. My mother was in the next room and I didn't w
There's purpose in his walk, leaving no doubt about where he is going. He's coming to me. Each step he takes feels deliberate. He gives a brief glance to Kayla, acknowledging her presence, before he looks back to me. A second glance to her and the recognition isn't easy to hide. He remembers her. This seals what I already know. He came looking for me, just like he is doing now. " I'll see you tomorrow, Milla." Kayla says, giving me a side hug. " Hmm." I nod, watching with anticipation for some kind of interaction or acknowledgement as the two walk past each other. She only gives off a nod and I can't help but feel abit disappointed. I needed words but none were heard. William stops infront of me but I don't look at him as of yet, wanting to prepare myself. His heated gaze burns the side of my face, demanding for my attention. I put up resistance while trying to figure out what to say to him. How do I go about looking for answers when I struggle to voice out, exactly what
The call has ended. I could not answer, I wasn't ready. Mr Shard called. Gosh, he contacted me after all this time. What do I do? Will I be ready if he ever calls again? I'm just not ready. " Milla?!" And I'm not ready for this too. I try to compose myself better while watching both William and Lola come my way. They look very nice, with William in dark jeans, white shirt and red blazer jacket. Lola wears a navy blue long jumpsuit with heels, her hair is tied up and make up is on point. For a brief moment the image of them together by the pool comes to mind. They seemed close. ' They seem even more closer now.' I mentally say, watching Lola step even closer to him, her hand wrapped around his arm. The night has shifted for me and my mood is no better. " Night out?" William is the first to speak, when they stand infront of me. " Hmm, you can say that." I answer while watching him glance to the bar. He's probably figured out where I've come from. " Are you here alone?"
' You know, I thought I'd be seeing a ring by now.' These were Nicole Smith's words, that have not left my mind. The encounter had been unexpected and unsettled me in some ways. Yes, the last time we interacted, it had been settled that I would return a married woman. The wife to Mr Shard. Her being a connection to the secrets I hid, made seeing her again, feel like my secrets were being exposed at that moment. Similar to William. One thing would be left and it's the appearance of Mr Shard, to bring the ultimate bomb. It had taken only a couple of encounters to sum up that Mr Shard was a private person. So it didn't surprise me that he had a few he considered his people. These were the people who knew a little more about him, unveiling layers of him that made him seem more human to me. It was through such information and discoveries of those parts of him, that changed a bit of my view of him. You see, Mr Shard at first seemed hard to approach. The intimidating and a bit of col
" Liam?" He looks at me. " Are you trying to make me stay here longer?" Silence. I need to ask, he's acting too suspicious. " Yes." He admits, honesty dripping through his voice. " Okay." I nod, continuing to eat. I'm surprised he admitted to that. I feel him looking at me the whole time I'm eating, which is making me feel a little awkward. I sigh and stop eating, leaning back against the couch. " You shouldn't do that." I say, playing with the sleeves of his shirt. " I'm being selfish. Let me." " W-what?" I turn to him now. He throws in a piece of peach in his mouth and I wait for him to finish eating. " I'm taking advantage of this moment." I don't say anything, waiting for him to explain. He turns his body to face me completely, letting his arm rest at the back of the couch. " This is the first time we've actually sat together like this, since I came back." He shrugs in a casual manner despite the seriousness that comes from both his voice and eyes. I can ki
" I-I'm cold." I pretty much breathe out the words. " I'll get you something warm." He says, moving back. He looks at me for a moment, before he walks away. I remain unmoving by the door, afraid that I will make the floor more wet if I move around. I watch him for a while as he moves around, as if I'm not there. He disappears for a little bit inside his walk in closet, and I take that time to look around his room. This is the first time I've been to his room. He's changed rooms, I can tell. The last time I was in his previous room, was years ago and it looked a little different. The theme was more boyish with toys, trophies, medals and stuff. Now, this room has more of a mature vibe. It matches the style of a young adult, from the size of the bed to his working space, not to mention the chilling area and colour. William's room is literally an en suite. Its pretty cool. In the past, his colour was blue, now the theme of his room leans more on forest green with a touch of ear
The last errand of the day is the one that has led me, to the Myers residence. My feet had stayed rooted in place, the moment I stood infront of those big gates. My task is really simple, that is why it was last on the list. Or maybe I wanted to delay this as much as possible. 'I try to stay away but something keeps pulling me back here.' It's been days since the last time I was here yet it feels like the first time. And it's been 3 days since I last saw and heard from him. Did I count? No. It simply came to mind. Distance was what I had asked for and he gave me that. Now here I was, in his home. What does that say about me? ' Sorry mom, but you are setting me up again.' 'No, she only asked me to run her an errand. She's innocent in this.' ' I'll do my part and leave. Simple as that.' " Miss Milla?" A female voice startled me, knocking me out of my thoughts. " Yes?" " Mr Myers will be down shortly. He's currently busy with a call." She informs me. I nod. " Oh oka