We were greeted with curious looks and murmurs as we made our way hand-in-hand through the sleek office lobby. I felt my nerves returning full force, my palm growing slick against Karl's grip."Just stay calm, baby," he murmured under his breath. "They're just wondering what the CEO's wife is doing here, that's all."Before I could respond, a young woman who looked to be around my age approached us with a polite smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Sullivan," she said warmly. It's wonderful to have you join us here. I'm Jenna, Mr. Sullivan's executive assistant. Please don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything at all."Her friendly, down-to-earth demeanor immediately put me at ease. "It's very nice to meet you, Jenna," I replied, shaking her proffered hand. "And please, call me Lavinia.""Lavinia it is," she agreed with a grin before turning her attention to Karl. "Sir, your 9 o'clock video conference is all set up whenever you're ready.""Thank you, Jenna. You're a gem, as al
A few days passed and it was finally time for Karl to reveal everything. I sat alone in the living room, my anxiety growing as I waited for Karl's return. I nervously bit my nails, fearing that the truth he was about to reveal might disrupt my carefully laid plans.Karl had left for his psychiatrist's office two hours ago. “Hey, babe!” His familiar voice rang. He was finally back. I made a beeline for him as soon as our gazes connected, desperate to finally find out the truth.He greeted me with a slight smile and spread out his arms as if inviting me into his warmth. I hugged him tightly, feeling anticipation and anxiety."You know I love you. Well then, it's time for you to know the whole truth," he said, leading me to the couch while holding my hand. "Are you ready?""Of course. Please begin already," I said impatiently. Karl sighed. "Do you recall when I came clean to you about how I felt all those years ago?" I was puzzled about what he had just said, as seen
"Looking back," Karl began. His gaze was distant as he recounted his story, "Your insult was difficult for me to accept because I loved you so much. It's challenging, trust me. You could have turned me down in a more sympathetic manner, or at least not in public. It really stung that you made fun of me."I listened intently without knowing what to say. I felt at a loss for words. "Was it to further ridicule and degrade me when you posted the video of my confession to that group?" Karl's voice carried a tone of anger and clenched his fists. I shook my head again in denial. "That wasn’t me. I had no idea they had taken the footage, believe me. It was only by chance that I learned about it, and at that point, I demanded they remove it."I stretched out and gripped his chin, bringing our eyes which were filled with anguish into closer to one another."I can't tell you how many messages I got at the time, all of them making fun of me."Karl placed my hand in his palm as though look
I ran around like a madwoman, trying to get my earrings in while simultaneously checking myself out in the mirror. "Ugh, I look like an absolute disaster," I muttered, struggling to smooth down my wild hair and straighten my rumpled blouse. My reflection stared back at me, looking more frazzled than I felt."Well, you're a hot mess if you ask me," Karl's voice came from behind, making me nearly jump out of my skin. I spun around to see him leaning casually against the doorframe with an infuriatingly cocky grin of his. His arms were folded across his broad chest. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, one that I knew all too well."Damn it, Karl, we're already running so ridiculously late because of your shenanigans this morning," I scolded, trying my best to look stern despite the heat rising in my cheeks. My mind flashed back to the way he had me pinned beneath him just an hour earlier.Karl sauntered over with his devilish smirk still playing on his lips. He snaked
I found Robert nursing a cup of coffee at a secluded corner booth, looking utterly distraught and miserable. My heart clenched at the sight of my normally vibrant younger brother in such a state. "Oh Rob, what's the matter?" I asked softly, sliding into the seat across from him.He blew out a frustrated breath and stared dejectedly down into his mug. "You know how much I want to do music, Lav. How I've never had any desire to work for Dad's precious company like he's always wanted..." Robert's voice was thick with barely contained emotion. "Well, I finally worked up the courage to tell him that once and for all. And he just...he absolutely lost his freaking mind when I said I'm not going to join the family business."My heart sank, knowing all too well how viciously our hot-tempered father could lash out when angered. I reached across the table to give Robert's hand a comforting squeeze. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Rob. You know Dad can be a real asshole sometime
We all sat down for dinner together. Karl plopped his ass down at the head of the table. Robert was on his left. I took my usual spot to Karl's right, trying to keep the peace between my husband and little brother. Dinner was awkward, with barely any talking besides a few quick "Pass the salt?" type things. We were merely pushing our food around on our plates. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The strained silence was broken only by the occasional loud clank of someone's fork or knife hitting their plate a little too hard. I kept shooting Robert encouraging smiles, but he avoided my gaze."How about we play some games after this?" Robert finally spoke up. He looked up at us hopefully, his eyes darting between Karl and me. "You know, liven things up a bit? Could be fun..."Karl gave one of his trademark nods. A slow smirk spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair. "Well, well, little brother finally wants to play with the big boys, huh? Let's d
"I'm not pregnant...!" I gasped out loud, still unable to fully process what I was seeing. I blinked hard, double-checking the pregnancy test, but nope - there was no mistaking that negative result now. I couldn't believe it. After all the stress and anxiety, all the what-ifs and worst-case scenarios playing on a loop in my head...lady luck was actually smiling down on me for once. A wide, giddy grin spread across my face as relief washed over me in waves."I'm not expecting a baby. I can't believe how freaking fantastic this is!" I did a little happy dance around the bathroom, the worry melting off my shoulders. "I'm not pregnant, thank god!"This simplified things immensely - I wouldn't have to deal with bearing Karl's child and all the complications that would bring.No morning sickness, no weird cravings, no massively swollen ankles to look forward to. I was off the hook, scotch free!But then a new worry started creeping in. If I really wasn't pregnant...were all these
~Evening finally came~The doorbell rang, and we all knew exactly who it was. Karl shot me a look and wiggled his eyebrows mischievously. I rolled my eyes and went to answer the door."Lavinia! Girl, you've been so busy lately, we barely get any quality time together anymore," Rosie mock-whined as soon as I opened it, pulling me into a big hug before I could even get a word out. "Good evening, my dear." The unexpected sound of Andre's voice made Rosie freeze mid-embrace. She pulled back slowly, her eyes going wide to spot her boyfriend casually leaning against the stair railing with that signature lopsided grin."Andre!" she gasped, clearly stunned. "What are you...how did you...?""Surprise, my love," he purred, holding his arms out dramatically. "Did you miss me?"Rosie seemed to recover from her initial shock.She placed her hands on her hips in an exaggerated look of disapproval - though her bright smile gave her away. "Of course I missed you, you goof! But why didn't yo