How am I going to explain this?
As soon as I saw the familiar small house that we lived in during our honeymoon and the month vacation that we had, days before our divorce, my heart fluttered and at the same time I was confused.I remember Warren's reason why he bought this house in this country. He saw how I liked it in France, how I was happy with him in this country and he knew that we would be coming here too often so he bought this place where we could stay for our vacation.I can't believe that he still kept this place even after four years of our divorce. Didn't he want to get rid of our memories? Or was I just nothing at all to him that this place doesn't make him feel any kind of emotion?I looked at him, trying to read his face as he looked back at me too with soft eyes. All I saw in him was sincerity and determination. For what? I don't know.What are his intentions really? Is he just doing this for the twins and for closure or is he doing this foI turned on my bed as I woke up from my sleep. I sighed at the soft mattress below me and the fluffy blanket wrapped around me. This bed feels so cozy that I never wanted to wake up.My eyes shot open when reality and memories flooded to my brain. I cursed when I saw what bedroom I am in.I forgot that I'm in France with Warren living in our vacation house. For a moment, my sleep made me forget my problems. I thought I was still at home sleeping in my room.I yawned and stretched my arms above my head. I badly want to go back to sleep once more, but I need to do my duties as a mother and face my problem with Warren.Just as I'm about to remove the covers from my lap and jump off the bed, someone barged into my room and opened the door harshly with a loud bang, shocking me and taking my sleepiness away."Good morning, mommy!" Charlie shouted. I immediately recognized her thin voice before she appeared running towards my side.Charles ran towards the wind
I have no idea about Warren's plan for our vacation. He didn't tell me anything and I feel embarrass to ask. My main goal is to avoid him at all costs. That includes avoiding starting conversations with him and being here while being not. My sole purpose is to accompany the kids and to watch over them to make sure that unprecedented things won't happen again just like how it did when I first trusted Warren with the kids. Other than that, I won't use my existence to stop the kids from enjoying time with their father.When the car took turns on streets that I'm familiar with and when I started seeing some of the familiar buildings, I just wanted the ground to swallow me and remove me from this trip. We are going to The Louvre, the place where the memories I had of him that never failed me cry exist.I will never forget the things we did in that place. How could I ever forget that? Before, whenever I think of The Louvre, I thought of the books I read, but now all that I remem
"When Warren looked at me and waited for my face to expose any emotion, did I also looked at him to search if this place affected him too?" I asked myself in thought. "What did I feel when he looked at me with his sad eyes? Did I feel hope, anger or..." I shook my thoughts away as my mind gets deeper and deeper with questions I'm afraid to answer.However, I knew the answer.I looked at Warren's face because I was expecting an emotion from him. Was I satisfied with what I saw? I couldn't tell because I was numb. I felt numb and confused about everything. Before I knew what I want.I want to forget Warren, to live a life without him, and learn to love myself for the children. But when he came, he disrupted everything. He placed doubts in my mind and dug out the things I was hiding in my heart. When he came, he changed everything.Maybe he didn't change everything, he just made me more honest with myself."Why are you doing this Warren? What are you doing to m
Amelia used to tell me to never harbor any anger in your heart. She told me that no matter how hurt I was, I had to forgive all the people who had wronged, even those who nearly killed me."Why?" I would ask her every time she reminds me that."Because that's how we experience peace." That's always had been her answer and I would think she's right, but I procrastinated on forgiving them.Forgiveness can be procrastinated by not thinking about it, by avoiding it and focusing on the present without facing the past. It worked for me. I thought it did.When she died I remembered her words about forgiveness and I remember her story of forgiving herself for the death of her husband and daughter. She wasn't responsible for their death, but she felt that she was. So even though she had nothing to do with it, she learned to forgive herself and that's how she lived alone and still in peace.Even though she's dead, her words about forgiveness haunted me, so I forgive t
I looked straight at his face, not believing what he said. For five years, nothing happened between him and Ivy?I nearly asked him why, but thankfully I was able to stop myself from asking him a very personal question that I have nothing to do with. However, hearing it from him that he's been celibate for five years caught me in surprise and I didn't know what to say.I continued placing my folded clothes in the bag to hide my surprise and speechlessness.Warren didn't move from the door and he didn't say anything making me feel that I have to say something. "I guess Ivy wants to wait for marriage before doing it," I told him, but this time I know that when he got it, he wouldn't leave Ivy just like what he did to me."It's not that," he answered and sighed. "I couldn't do it because of you."I didn't get it. I never get him. "I was gone the moment you pushed me out of your life. I wasn't there to stop you.""I know, but I couldn't because of you," he
Warren's POV"S-she w-what?" I stuttered after she answered my question.I knew that she's telling the truth. The way she heaved heavily and how she suddenly hyperventilated before we even enter the woods were real. I just don't know how to react.Ivy was always there for me when I needed someone. I know her and she's a kind woman. I can't imagine her being this cruel behind my back, besides Ivy and Bella are high school best friends."Didn't you hear what I said?!" she yelled at me with tears streaming down her face. "Ivy was the person behind the photoshopped pictures. When she saw that it didn't work she kidnapped me and brought me to a hotel with some man. Then she nearly killed me after our divorce and threatened to kill my friends in exchange of keeping myself away from you."The words coming out of her mouth were absurd and yet as I think about it. It all falls on the same places. It was Ivy who told me that Bella was cheating, it was her who convince
I leaned on the wall beside me to support my weight. I thought the three of them wouldn't notice that I'm leaving behind, but Warren turned around and saw what's happening to me.He didn't waste any time and went running towards me with worry on his face. "Is everything okay? What happened he asked?""Does your leg hurts again, mommy?" Charles asked me filled with concern"Not that much, honey," I told him with a smile so he would stop worry even though my leg hurts so much that I couldn't take a step further anymore."Again?" Warren asked in confusion when he heard what Charles said."Mommy had a surgery on her leg and she can't walk too far because her bone would hurt," Charlie stated while Warren looked around for a chair where I can sit on.There's no chair around us aside from the chairs placed outside a convenience store a few blocks away from us. Before I could say anything, Warren didn't hesitate to carry me bridal style and brought me to the ne
Charlie yawned loudly. She gaped her mouth open, her eyes closing slightly and she didn't bother to be modest about it. We were the only ones here and she felt comfortable being herself."I'm sleepy," she muttered softly while I chilled beside her."We should go, we are already nearing your bedtime." I held their shoulders and ushered them away from the edge of the tower."You should go down and wait for us in the car. We will be back shortly, I just need to have some time alone with your mom," Warren protested and the twins nodded their head sleepily.Charlie smiled in delight, she understood what her father is trying to do. Charles did too, but he's trying to suppress his feelings so no one would suspect anything."Okay, we will wait for you in the car," Charles answered."No need to hurry, we will just probably sleep while waiting. We will go back here when we need something," Charlie added."Don't worry, our driver is still there and he will wa