Ophelia I looked at the caller ID and it was Dave.“I know it is you, Dave,” I said.“Well, you answered like you didn't know who I was, so I thought I would give you a little scare” he chuckled“Sorry, I didn't check my phone before picking up the call,” I apologized and rubbed my forehead, trying to ease the ache.“Are you alright? Is he treating you well?” he asked, sounding concerned.“I am alright. The media is just making a fuss about my marriage with Ryder,” I replied.“Hope they are not causing any harm to you. How is Ryder handling the situation? If things are getting out of hand, I have a friend that works over there at the major media house, I can ask for his help”My heart flustered. His genuine concern brought a tightness to my throat, and I felt tears prickling. Dave and Lily were the only people who didn't judge me for who I was.Or maybe it’s just because they never knew Olivia. I pushed the thought aside and answered him.“There is nothing to worry about. I am safe.
OpheliaThe next morning, I woke up to a full ache in my chest and a banging headache. Dragging myself out of the bed, I went straight to the bathroom and stood In front of the mirror, staring at my reflection.My eyes were swollen from crying, and my skin looked pale against the morning light filtering through the curtains.I immediately brushed my teeth and took my bath. Throwing on sweatpants and a tank top, I tied my hair into a loose bun and headed to the kitchen. If nothing else, I could at least prepare breakfast and distract myself from everything going on with me.“Mama” Ryan's voice took my attention as I lazily walked into the kitchen. I halted and turned, he was running towards me. “Ryan!” I exclaimed, my heart swelling as I rushed toward him. He giggled, his little arms reaching for me. I scooped him up, holding him tightly as tears streamed down my face, I couldn't control them. “Oh, I missed you so much, baby,” I whispered, kissing his chubby cheeks. I kissed him a
Ryder Sitting down in the boardroom filled with hums of low conversations and papers shuffling, my mind was not present.I sat at the head of the long table, staring at my presentation on my laptop but all I could see was Ophelia's tear-streaked face.Her words kept playing in my head, unable to believe some of what she said. She has never raised her voice when speaking to anyone, but today I saw another side of her. And that side stirred up something deep inside me.Damn it.I gripped the edge of the table until my knuckles turned white. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to be affected by her.“Mr. Smith,” someone called, pulling me out of my thoughts.“Yes?” My voice was sharp, and I didn’t miss the slight flinch from the junior associate speaking to me.“We are waiting for your input on the merger strategy,” he said with a slight bow.I nodded curtly, forcing my attention to the screen of my laptop. I wasn't following the meeting but I had the report with me. Skim
Ryder“What were you saying?” I asked.“I called you yesterday but the call wasn't getting through. I hope you don't mind Dave staying here” she said. “You should have told me before bringing a stranger into the house” her brown etched in a frown at what I said.“Dave is not a stranger, and this is my house as much as it is yours; I can entertain anyone I want to,” she said all in one breath, her tone sharp.I raised a brow, studying her and she looked down. “I want to finish up the cooking,” she said dismissively and turned away from me before I could respond.She was behaving differently, like she was on the edge. She was not meeting my eyes, nor was she attempting to make conversation with me like she usually does.At least she isn't in my space. Instead of feeling that relief, I felt something different and it gnawed at Me. Shaking off the thought, I went to my room to freshen up. My eyes were heavy, so I decided to sleep for a few minutes but I eventually slept for hours. I put
OpheliaI wasn't able to sleep throughout the night. The feeling of his lips against mine and the feeling of his hands lingered. My response to him shocked me to the core. I wasn't supposed to show him he affected me. I have shown so much and ended up getting hurt in return by him. Not able to get any sleep, I got up very early to make breakfast. I had told the nanny and the cook not to come till later this morning.Almost done with breakfast, I saw Ryder enter the kitchen from the corner of my eyes. “Good morning,” he said, heading towards the refrigerator.“Good morning” I replied, blocking out my memory of the previous night. I tried not to look at him even when that was the only thing on my mind. When he got what he wanted, he left the kitchen, and I breathed in relief.I wasn't ready to face him after the kiss. Especially after I ran away after apologizing.Dave came down a few minutes after and I set the table then went to wake Ryan up. When I got to his room, he was already
Ophelia“You need to stop this,” I summoned the strength to push past him, grabbing a dishcloth to occupy my shaking hands. “Stop what?” he asked, his tone too casual, too calculated. “This. Whatever game you’re playing.” I turned to face him, forcing my voice to stay steady. “One moment, you’re cold and distant, and the next, you are doing this.” Ryder didn’t move, but his piercing gaze seemed to pin me in place. “Maybe I’m not the only one playing games, Ophelia.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I demanded, clutching the dishcloth like it was a lifeline. “I am not the one that brought another man into the house without my concept,” he said, his voice sharp. “He is all over you, so now tell me, what game are you playing?” I scoffed in disbelief as he finished talking “He is my friend, just a friend,” I said, emphasizing it. “You know what, think anything you want to think” I turned back to the sink, determined to focus on anything but him. But Ryder didn’t leave. Instea
OpheliaThe next morning, the house buzzed with activities. Dave was a ball of energy, moving around to make sure everything was done and perfect. Fresh flowers were delivered, the guest room was tidied, and the cook prepared a special meal. The Nanny was with Ryan so I had time to help Dave.“Ophelia, is this okay?” Dave asked, holding up a vase filled with white lilies.“They’re beautiful,” I assured him, smiling at his nervousness.“Not as beautiful as her,” he said with a dreamy look, and I couldn’t help but laugh.“You’re hopeless,” I teased.“Hopelessly in love,” he shot back, his grin infectious.As much as I wanted to tease him more, a pang of longing hit me. I shoved it aside and focused on helping him.I asked Ryder if I could use the house to welcome my friend, Lily, and he gave a stiff reply stating I should just not disturb him. Well, that is what I am doing; I am helping Dave secure his girl. He would have planned a trip with her to propose to her but he was scared of h
Ophelia“I love my ring so much, it is beautiful,” Lily said, looking at her finger, admiring it.“It is beautiful. He was scared if you were going to love it” I told her, placing my hand under my head.“I would have loved anyone he picked for me,” she said, sitting down and facing me.“I know you would” I gave her a teasing look. “You love him after all”“Are you alright?” Her voice became serious. “What do you mean?” I asked, confusion taking over my features.“You look different, I don't know. You smile, but your smile isn't reaching your eyes,” he said, looking at my face.“I am ok; I am just trying to adjust to this world,” I told her, not wanting to dwell on my feelings.She didn't believe me but she didn't intrude.“Let's go on a double date” she suggested. “I haven't met your husband yet”"I don't know," I replied, not sure if Ryder would accept to go. "Tell him it is for me," she teased, winky confident in her charm. "I promise not to embarrass you… much." I laughed shor
Ophelia's Pov Three million dollars.The amount kept ringing in my head. The amount was huge. Why did she take a loan of that amount and what did she use it for?“Got it,” Dave said and gave me his phone.I read through her information, and every line I read got me more confused.I looked up from the phone back to Ryder. “How is this all true?”“There are pictures to prove it; scroll down,” Dave said, and I did as he said.There were a few pictures of her, from old to recent, but a picture caught my eye, and I zoomed in on the picture.The cloth. It looks familiar. I went to the search bar and typed my name. Many articles popped up, but I went to the videos and searched for the video of that day's accident. There was no video of the accident on the web. But I saw it while I was in Brazil.At that moment, Ryder came down and I turned to him immediately.“Ryder, the accident video is not on the web anymore,”“Yes, I took them all down,” he said, sitting down next to me. “Why?” he a
Ophelia's Pov As I watched the video, I felt a strangling knot in my stomach.Paul was on the call with someone as he placed about.“Did you do everything I asked you to?” He asked the person on the other side.“Listen to me. Go to my place and do exactly as I instruct you unless the boy dies,”“Talk to you later, Olivia. I have to feed the boy,”On hearing Olivia's name, the knot in my stomach tightened.I turned to Ryder.“She knew,” I said and he nodded.“That is the only evidence we got that the kidnapping is tied to Olivia,”Wow.“I need time to process this,” I stood up and walked to our room.I lay on the bed and closed my eyes, wishing that what I saw would disappear, but it only got clearer.I knew Olivia was tied to it one way or the other but confirming it now was hurting me more than I thought.After some time, I felt fatigue slowly kicked in and I slept off.******Waking up from the bed, I stood up and went to the bathroom to wash my face before leaving the room.I went
Ophelia's Pov Desmond and Ryder were checking all the CCTV cameras around the side where we found Ryan.They are looking for any connection with Olivia.I was with Ryan as he played with his toys. His little fingers moved busily as he stacked colorful blocks on top of each other. His soft giggles filled the room.I felt my phone vibrate beside me and I removed my eyes from Ryan to my phone.I saw 5 missed calls from Dave. When did he call that I didn't pick up? My brows furrowed. I looked at Ryan to make sure he was alright before calling him back.“Hi,” “Ophelia, are you alright?” He asked directly.“Yes, I am. How is Lily?” I asked.“She is fine. We are married,” the line went silent after that.The words settled in, a strange tightness forming in my chest.“Erm,” I cleared my throat. “That is good; I am happy for both of you,” I said, my voice coming out tighter than I intended.“Ophelia, I—”“It is okay.” I cut in, forcing a small smile even though he couldn’t see it. “You are
Ophelia's Pov A heavy silence fell over the room. The implications of what we had just uncovered were unsettling. Could Olivia have orchestrated Ryan’s kidnapping? Why would she do that if she did?I glanced at Ryder, his jaw tight, his hands clenched into fists. His expression was unreadable, but I could sense the storm brewing beneath the surface. Gina sat stiffly on the couch, her fingers twisting together. “I— I don’t want to believe it,” she whispered. “But if she could do this to Ryan, what else is she capable of doing?” Ryder exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face. “If Olivia did this… If she put our son in danger…” His voice trailed off, but the quiet fury in his tone was unmistakable. “She faked her death and framed me, what else can she not do?” I asked aloud, trying the grasp the realization we just made.A cold shiver ran down my spine. Olivia had always been manipulative, but would she really go that far? To harm an innocent child? Her biological child?
Ryder's Pov As I drove back home, the ride home was quiet, but not in an uncomfortable way. It was a silence thick with unspoken emotions, a silence filled with thoughts and neither of us knew how to voice out yet.Ryan had fallen asleep in the backseat, his small head resting against the car seat, his little chest rising and falling in steady breaths. I glanced at him through the rearview mirror before shifting my gaze to Ophelia who was sitting in the passenger seat. She was staring out of the window, her fingers gently tracing her belly, lost in thought. The breeze from the window fanned against her face making her hair cover her face.I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. I had seen my child today. I had heard the heartbeat. The heartwarming and rhythmic heartbeat.It was not just a concept or just an obligation, it was an actual tiny human, with a heartbeat strong and steady, with little hands that had moved.It was the life growing inside of Ophelia. I swallowed
Ophelia's Pov The air in Joe’s office was thick with tension as the two of them had a stare-down. Ryder’s grip on Joe’s hand was firm, too firm and while Joe maintained a professional posture, I could see the way his jaw tightened ever so slightly.I shifted uncomfortably, moving Ryan in my lap to adjust him as I glanced between them. "Joe was a great help to me when I had no one else," I said quietly, attempting to ease whatever silent conflict was occurring between the both of them. Ryder was the first to release Joe's hand but didn't lean back to his seat. His expression was still stoic, his eyes fixed on the doctor as though looking for something.Joe, though, just nodded and leaned back in his chair. "I can understand why you would this way, Mr. Smith. But Ophelia was in a difficult spot at the time. I simply did what I thought was best to keep her and the baby safe."Ryder's jaw tightened, but he said nothing, his eyes still trained on Joe.I coughed to clear my throat becaus
Ophelia's Pov I snuggled closer to Ryder but found the bed empty. I sat up from the bed rubbing my eyes. The last I could remember was in Ryder's arms in the bathtub. I must have fallen asleep and he carried me to the bed. I looked down to my body and I was wearing his shirt and boxers.I flung my feet to the floor and stood up from the bed. I went into the bathroom and did my business. I went inside the closet and chose the clothes to wear. Standing in front of the mirror, I stared at my reflection.I looked better than the nights before and my bump was bigger. I put a reminder in mind to visit the hospital. I would be due in a few weeks time and I needed to be very careful. I dressed and left the room, closing the door behind me. Before getting to the living room, I could smell something coming from the kitchen. The smell was faint at first but it grew stronger as I moved closer to the living room. It wasn't until I reached the living room and looked into the kitchen that I di
Ophelia's Pov The silence of the moment enveloped us, and for the first time in days, I could finally breathe. Ryder's presence was an anchor, it was grounding me in the center of the hurricane I could feel brewing inside. I leaned back against him, allowing the warmth of the water and the strong beat of his heart to fill the empty spaces in my head. The weight of my worry didn't lift from me, but for a moment, it was easier to carry."I don't know what to do, Ryder," I panted, the words tumbling out before I could catch them. "I keep thinking about Olivia most of the time, I keep thinking about all of it. I don't even know her anymore."Ryder's arms wrapped me close, pulling me more against him, giving me the unspoken reassurance of his presence. I attempted to steady my breath, keeping my eyes shut, but uncertainty within me was cruel. Olivia was changing before my own eyes, and I was uncertain how to relate to her anymore.The woman who spoke to me wasn't the Olivia I grew up w
Ophelia's Pov Getting home, Ryder went straight to his study while I headed to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water. I poured the water into a glass cup and brought the cup closer to my mouth. What was that about? Olivia was into drugs?I drank the water inside the cup at a gulp and set the cup down in the sink. She didn't look like someone who does drugs, so how? How did she end up that way?I shook my head, trying to shake off the thought.I dropped the cup and headed to Ryan's room. The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open and saw Ryan beside Mum as they were both sleeping.They both looked peaceful. Mum's hands were over him in a protective manner while he snuggled closer to her. I walked closer to the bed and bent a little, brushing my hand over Ryan's hair. He turned and snuggled more into Mum. They both look cute and so much alike. The aging line in Mum's eyes was so where to be seen. I stood there just staring at the both of them