I looked at him in helplessness. I was guilty. I knew I made a mistake, but how can I make him see it? I can’t go back in time and change anything. It was too late for that. All I can do is apologize and tell him that I wouldn’t do something like this again. “Enzo, I told you I’m sorry. It was my mistake. I should have listened to you.” “No, Cassie.” He said, “It’s too late. I had to get a fuckign restraining order to protect you from him. Your sorry doesn’t change anything. You should never have gotten involved with him in the first place. You should never have gotten into his car. Heck, you should never have worked for him.”“You cannot expect me to stop working and sit at home, Enzo.” I said, “I wanted this job-” “I did not say that. I merely asked you to… forget it.” He huffed out, “And you know what? What if I did? Why do you think I put restrictions for you, Cassie? Was it for my selfish benefit?” I shrugged, “I don’t know, Enzo. I thought you were worrying for no reason, l
I had just filled my plate with food at the office cafeteria when I heard Melissa’s voice from behind. “Cassie!” She called, making me turn around. She approached with a concerned look on her face. “I heard what happened yesterday. Are you okay?” I gave her a small nod, “I’m fine, Melissa. Thanks for asking.” “I never thought he would do something like that.” She said, “He must have gone crazy.” “Mel, I don’t really feel like talking about it. Do you mind if…” “Sure, of course.” She said, “I'll get some food and join you alright? Go ahead.” After five minutes, Melissa came back with her plate and took a seat in front of me. We quietly enjoyed her meal, while she gave me occasional glances of pity. And it wasn’t just her. Most of the people who entered the cafeteria stared at me, giving me curious glances. I wondered how the news spread so fast. “Did you speak to Mr Clark?” She broke the ice finally. I shook my head, “No, but I will after lunch.” I said, “I couldn’t get his app
My day at the office went a lot better than I’d expected when I first stepped out of the house this morning. After a relaxing bath at home, I prepared to go out for dinner. I waited for Enzo, although I doubted he would join me. He preferred to ignore me at all times now.After waiting for him for an hour, I decided it would be best to go alone. I was about to switch off the lights when I noticed something. I walked to the dustbin and opened it. Much to my relief, the velvet box that Enzo threw in it was still there. With a heavy heart, I dug it out and opened it. Tears blurred my vision as I stared at the brilliant princess cut diamond that was resting on the band. Taking it, I held it close to my chest, letting the tears run down. This cannot be it. I will prove to Enzo that I was ready for a marriage. I made several mistakes in the past, but now I had the chance to correct them. I walked back to my bed and slipped the ring into my bag. I was not going to give up on us so soon
The next morning, Enzo had already left for work when I woke up.And for the first time in a while, I was grateful for it. I didn't want him to know where I was headed this morning. Apart from being a great friend, Melissa was also an excellent stalker with connections all around the city. Within a span of twelve hours, she got me the information I needed to carry out my plan. So there I was, walking across the road toward the restaurant where the man I wanted to meet was peacefully having lunch. I had no choice but to disturb him. “Excuse me.” I said as he sipped on some water, “Mr Raymond?” He nodded, frowning at my intrusion. “Yes. Do I know?” I put my hand forward, “Cassandra Harper. Nice to meet you.” He took my hand as the gears in his head turned, and no sooner, his eyes widened with realization. “Wow. You’ve got to be kidding me.”“I hope you don’t mind my presence,” I said, taking a seat in front of him, “But I need to talk to you.” “There’s nothing to talk about, Miss
Enzo’s POV Today was awful. It was packed with meetings with difficult clients who refused to budge. I hated dealing with people like them, who have unrealistic expectations about what a firm can do for you. But sadly, they are powerful people, so you need to get them on your side. And thankfully, I had enough experience in this field to deal with such situations. I headed back to my office at the end of the day, ready to go back home when I found my associates seated inside. “Ugh,” I groaned at the sight of them. “Whatever it is, it has to wait until tomorrow morning.” “You’re going to want to hear this.” Mark said. “It’s about Raymond.” I frowned, looking at him, “What? What about him?” “Take a seat.” He said, pushing a file toward me. As I opened it, I quickly read through the contents of it. I scoffed in disbelief, looking up at the both of them for confirmation, “He wants to work with us again?” “That’s right.” I shrugged, “But why? What changed?” “He says a certain som
Cassie’s POVBefore I realized, it was time to go to Miami. Friday was thankfully not a working day this week, so we had all the three days for ourselves. Enzo and I were the last ones to reach the airport, so we didn’t have much time to greet everyone. I was just introduced to Hank’s new girlfriend Tara, and as luck would have it, my seat was right beside hers. She was a shy woman, barely feeling comfortable enough to speak to any of us. I could sense the disappointment in her face when she realized that she would not be sitting beside Hank, but she was too polite to say anything. I quickly picked up on it and asked Hank, “Hey, do you want to switch seats with me? Perhaps Tara would feel better.” He smiled, gratefully. “Thanks, Cassie.” Once Hank took my seat, Tara asked me, “Why did you ask her to move? That’s rude.” “Relax, babe. Cassie suggested it.” He said. Smiling at their conversation, I went in search of my seat, and quickly spotted it. To my surprise, I ended up besid
The villa that Leo booked for us was beautiful. It was situated alongside a private beach property and luckily for us, our bedroom had a direct view of the ocean. As soon as I opened the window, a cool breeze blew across my face. “Wow,” I breathed out in delight, “This is so beautiful.” I turned around to find Enzo already staring at me. I gave him a small smile, “I wouldn’t mind living here forever.” “We can come here whenever you want,” he mused. I laughed, looking back at the ocean. “It must be expensive.” I said, “Moreover, I doubt it will be available that easily.” “It’s our property.” I whipped my head around in surprise, “What?” “I own it.” He said casually. “This is your property?” I asked in surprise. I could only imagine how much it was worth. “I thought we were going to an airbnb?” “I got that booking cancelled. This is much better anyway.” he said, “Don’t you agree?” “Of course.” I said, thrilled at the idea. “I guess I know where we’ll be spending our retirement
“Oh, look at these earrings.” Phoebe exclaimed, her eyes going wide with wonder. “They look beautiful. Can I try them?” “Of course, miss.” The shopkeeper said, assisting her in wearing them. I exchanged an amused look with Tara. It was funny how Phoebe already had two huge bags full of stuff that she spontaneously bought at every shop that we stopped at. So far, there were gifts in their for her parents, her four siblings, their spouses and kids, her colleagues at the office, Leo’s family, and their househelp.“These would look really cute on my cousin.” She said, “I’ll take these.” “We’ll get this packed for you, ma’am. Anything else?” The shopkeeper asked. “And these bracelets please,” I said, handing over a couple of them to the shopkeeper. “It’s for my friend Melissa.” “They look cute.” Tara nodded, appreciatively. “How much is it, total?” Phoebe said, pulling out her card. The shopkeeper scrunched up his nose, “I’m sorry. We only accept cash.” “Cash? But I just ran out of
She started crying. No, she started screaming in pain. “Oh fuck,” I said, “Emmy, are you OK?”Since her only response was more crying, I realized I fucked up. There you goI was not safe. I just hurt my daughter while I tried to bring her out of the crib. What the fuck was I supposed to do now?My first instinct was to call Cassie and that’s what I did but to my dismay, she did not pick up the call. “Fuck this,” I said, “Pick up the damn phone, Cassie. But she wouldn’t. It just just kept going to voicemail. I called Sarah and Mark, but they would not talk to me either.Helpless, I stared at my wailing baby. I realized that I had only one option left. ****The ER was not a pretty place to be in, especially if you are a parent, but I still found myself in it. I waited outside the room as the Pediatrician was seeing Emmy. She allowed me to stay inside with her, but I chickened out. I couldn’t see Emmy in pain, knowing very well that I had caused it to her. After what felt like hour
Enzo’s POV Cassie was going to be the death of me.I knew that this was her scheme. She purposefully made sure that I would stay home by trapping me with Emmy‘s responsibility. I did not mind taking care of my daughter. I loved her. It’s just that I no longer trusted myself around her. I barely recognized myself and my daughter shouldn’t have to be in the hands of a person like me.I was not proud of it, but I knew that I had no idea how to handle her. For the past few days, I’ve made zero contribution towards taking care of her. It was all Sara and Cassie who were doing it. Hence, I could not be trusted with her. Why couldn’t Cassie understand that?After hours of negotiating with her, Cassie even stopped replying to my texts. Sarah and Mark were also unreachable and it finally dawned on me that today, I had to be taking care of my daughter. All alone.Right now, Emmy was asleep, but I knew that the moment she would get up, she would start crying. She needed a familiar figure to so
That night when I came home, another disappointment was awaiting me.Enzo was nowhere to be seen, yet again.“I found a lead and I told Enzo about it.” Mark said, “But he simply didn’t care. He said he had something to do outside and he just left.”I frowned, looking at Sara, but she just raised her hands up in defense. Before she could explain herself, Mark came to her rescue. “No, Sara tried really hard to stop him and I did too, but he simply wouldn’t listen. It was either that or physically block him but none of us had the courage. Sorry, Cassie. We couldn’t do anything.”I shook my head, closing my eyes. I should’ve known this. Why did I think he would change so soon? Of course, he was gone drinking again. What do I do with this man?“It’s fine, Mark. I know it’s not your fault. And Sara, how is Emmy doing?”“She’s fine, just fast asleep. And I made dinner.”I sighed in relief, “Thank you so much. Do you guys wanna join me?”“No, we already ate.”“All right, I’ll see you guys lat
I pushed him off of my body at once. “How dare you?” I demanded, fixing him with an angry glare. “I met him today.” He said, “He came to meet me at the bar. He even bought me a whiskey, since you know, he thought I can’t afford it. Generous guy.” He laughed. “Anyway, he told me about your little meeting today. And what you told him.” “What I told him?” I said. “I didn’t say anything.” “Which was precisely his point.” He said, “Said you were reconsidering things in the wake of everything.” “I can’t believe you bought that shit.” I said, “Why didn’t you tell me any of this before?” He shrugged, “I didn’t think you’d be honest with me.”“When did I ever lie to you?” I said, “Did you really think I would leave you for a scum like him?” “Well, the way he said it…”“He’s Calvin. He’ll say anything to get to you.” I said, “He’s the same man who abducted me. The same man that put me in jail. And you decide to believe his word over mine just because you want to feel pain? You want ever
That night when I went home, things couldn’t have gotten worse.Enzo was missing yet again, and I was afraid that it was slowly becoming a habit of his. I couldn’t understand what it was about him disappearing without letting any of us know. I knew he was having a tough time but this was unreasonable. He was punishing us with his recklessness and that did not deserve my kindness. I was patient with him till now. But not anymore. Sara had already gone to sleep while Emmy refused to retire to bed early. Since I needed that distraction, I played with her for a while before her eyes drooped. She fell asleep as I fed her, and I took her back into her room to place her in her crib. When I returned, I could hear the knob of the door twist. I glanced at the time. It was way past midnight. As soon as Enzo walked in, I could tell that he had been drinking yet again. He was reeking of whiskey from a mile away. “Where were you?” I demanded, putting my hands on my hips. “At the bar. Can’t yo
I realized a few days later that the only silver lining amidst this chaos was my work. I was thriving at the professional front. Despite what was happening at home, I managed to bag a couple of very good projects, and my team was extremely impressed. I had just finished a meeting at one such client's office and was heading back to my own when I spotted a hotdog stand by the sidewalk. It was way past my lunch time, so I decided to take some much needed break while I sat outside. Right then, Sara called me on facetime. Taking it, I was amused to find Emmy’s face hovering over it. “Oh, Emmy.” I cooed, “You silly girl, what are you doing with Aunt Sara’s phone?” “Arrr…” She made some weird noise and the camera faced the sheet on the mattress. “Emmy!” I said, “Are you chewing on the phone?”“Oh, shit!” I heard Sara’s voice and her face came into view. “I’m so sorry. I was in the shower. I don’t know how she managed to call you.” I laughed, “Perhaps because I was your last call.” “Ye
As I walked in, Enzo had already discarded his clothes and was preparing to go to bed. “What the hell was that, Enzo?’ I said, “You were way out of line.” “About what?” He asked lazily. “Don’t try to play the fool with me. You know what I’m talking about.” I said, “What is your scheme really? Is this your way of pushing us away?” “Think whatever you have to, Cassie. I don’t care. I’m just doing what I feel is right.” “Oh, really?” I said, “This feels right to you? Worrying us until we’re sick and showing up this late? Not to mention drunk out of your mind?” He groaned, “So now I don’t have the freedom to do what I want to?” He said, “I didn’t know that the rules change when we’re living in your house.” That made me shut up. I couldn’t believe he said that. He was definitely trying to rile me up, so I desperately needed to distract him. There was no point trying to argue with him now. “Don’t you want to shower?” I asked him, eyeing his body. He could definitely use one. Maybe t
After a long, distracting day at work, all I wanted was my bed. I was hoping Sara had already cooked us some food like she had been for the past few days. But if she hadn’t, we would have to place an order. And I had no energy for that either. As I entered our apartment, I was relieved to smell the aroma of freshly prepared food. I walked into the kitchen, ready to thank Sara for her help. However, before I could do that, she walked out of the kitchen all tense. “Oh, Cassie. Thank God you’re back.” She said, “Why were you not taking my calls?” “Oh?” I said, quizzically and opened my phone. As she said, there really were four missed calls from her number. “My bad. It was on silent. What’s the matter?” “Enzo hasn’t come home since afternoon.” She said, “He said he was stepping out for lunch and he still didn’t return.” “What?” I asked, “Why did he go out for lunch? Was he going alone?” “I have no idea. He wouldn’t answer me. He got so angry when I tried to push him… I just kept
Enzo watched me as I got ready for work.It was my first day back at the office and I couldn’t be more relieved. To say the past few days have been difficult would be an understatement. I needed a distraction from everything, and what was better than going to the office? With Enzo unemployed, I had to make sure that I could put some bread on the table. Although my grandparents have been continuously calling me, offering me help, or in their words - letting me have what was mine, I simply could not let them. That would be the last straw for Enzo. He was already beating himself up as he saw me working day and night to make ends meet. “Did you speak to that friend of yours you were talking about?” I said, “The lawyer. He was offering you a job, wasn’t he?” “I lost my license to practice, Cassie.” He said, “I can’t practice law anywhere else.” I turned around, puzzled. “But Raymond told me that he offered you a position of a legal advisor. You can’t be an member of the bar, but surel