I had a good dream last night and my body ached like a bitch but it didn’t hurt at all. I had little hope that I would see Atticus when I woke up. Talk about a Disney dream. I dreamt that he was fast asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around me as if he was afraid I would be stolen from him if he let go of me. I didn’t want to wake up from the dream where he was happy to see my face and where he littered my face with kisses and I didn’t mind his morning breath. It was my fantasy life and I knew it was close to coming true. I know someone may argue that I was so pathetic betting my all to make my husband love me but who wouldn’t? Would you stay in a marriage without love or would you be happy to see him fuck around?To me, it was better I try to be happy since I wasn't getting a divorce. I would never want my dad to be disappointed in me. I have to remind myself that I was here because of Dad but that didn’t mean I couldn’t try to be happy or make my own happiness. Contrary to my
I was extra sore and my body was on fire but it didn’t stop me from grinning and humming to myself as I applied my makeup. When Atticus came back home last night, he came straight to my room and fucked me senseless. I didn’t tell him I was still a little sore from earlier and that was a stupid mistake from me. Now my legs were quivering with every step but it was better than last night. I could walk without feeling like my legs would give out at any moment. I was on my way out to go shopping for some nightwear and underwear. My favourite brand just launched a new line and I was surprised to get a call yesterday from the mall Danielle showed me the other day. I called Danielle when I dropped the call to ask if she wanted to tag along but she refused saying she had appointments she couldn’t get out of. I was so jealous of her that she got to be so busy but Atticus would never let me manage the business. “You look awfully happy today. You have been humming and smiling all morning” L
They left the restaurant before me. Samantha made sure to cling to him as they left and I wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid smirk off her face. Instead, I cowered to the side so that he wouldn’t see me. We would have our discussions at home. I was currently at home waiting for him to come back. My thoughts almost killed me while I waited. I thought about what he felt for her, if he followed her home, what they talked about and what they do when they are alone. I felt like I would never be enough and right now, my mind was a rotten place you would not want to be. I sat on the couch with my arms wrapped around me and my legs tucked underneath me. I felt small. The staff has been giving me nervous glances since I sat down here with a blanket wrapped around me. It was as if they were scared I would lash out at them but that was the last thing I would do. My fingers were hurting because I was biting them, something I don’t do. Well, they said bad habits were the easiest t
I was about to get lower than my dignity would allow and it pained me so deeply but I was out of options and there was nothing I could do. I had no other options left. Last night, I stayed up all night thinking. I looked past my stupid reason for why I had to do what I was about to do. I realized that I wasn’t desperate to save my marriage because of pride like I originally thought but I was desperate to save my father’s dream and legacy. Atticus has managerial rights over my father’s company and everything he built. If I walk out or if I am shamefully thrown out, I will lose everything. My father’s company would be gone forever since I had the company only in name and Atticus controlled everything. I had to get it back. Dad made a terrible mistake. For the first time in a long time, I saw a flaw in what he did, a flaw in the decision he made. I was in deep shit and it was because of dad. So now I either had to look for a way to get the company back or a way to solidify my cla
I was back home, not my home with Atticus but my dad’s estate. I don’t know how I got here but it seemed to make sense that I was here. The house was filled with people and it was bustling with activity as though nothing changed but I knew better. I was convinced it wasn’t real but the familiarity of it all was convincing and now I was confused why this was happening. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own and knew where they wanted to be. I found myself heading towards my Dad's study. The door was locked but it had never stopped me before. I opened the door and gasped when I saw him sitting there, working on some files. He had his glasses on and his brows were furrowed together in confusion and he had yet to notice that I had entered. My eyes watered at the familiar scene before me but I wiped them away because I didn’t want to waste any minute of this. I missed him so fucking much. I was confused as to why I missed him when he was always here. My heart was aching so badly
“So which one do you think is better?” I turned to face Lily so she could give me her opinion on the million-and-one outfit I tried on. “Just like the others, this one also looks good on you. You literally went on a shopping spree just for one date?” she spoke as if I was ridiculous for doing that. I mean I may have gone a little extra with the shopping but everybody does that on the first date don’t they? “I was thinking of the future when I was shopping” She gave me a look that she didn’t believe me so I threw my hands up in exasperation. “I know there will be a second and a third and more and more. I have to be prepared for anything” ‘I hope so. We would hate to see you hurt” she spoke with a sad smile. I didn’t have to ask her who she was talking about because she meant her and Lorenzo. I know I was either older than Lily or we would be the same age but I didn’t ask because I thought it was rude. ‘I won’t be hurt. Now stop being all serious and help me pick a dress. I nee
The knocking on the door was muffled by my pillow and the blanket I had placed over my head. Everywhere was silent and noisy and the sound of my heart breaking was way louder than everything all together. It was like glass shattering. A million glasses. My heart was breaking into a million pieces and there was nobody I could blame except myself. Danielle was right. I was naive and too trusting. I placed my confidence and my fragile heart in the hands of an unknowing wrong person and if that wasn’t the loudest call for heartbreak, I don’t know what else it was. And I was too dumb to realize it. My chest was hurting really bad and it felt like I was going to die yet I could not shed a single tear even when I was in such great pain. My eyes had been glued to my phone screen since I got the message. I could not look away and I could not delete it. I was just staring at it because I had no idea what I could do. I didn’t want to believe it. Yes, that must be the reason why I couldn’t loo
His hands were slipping away but I forced them back around my waist and snuggled deeper into his arms. I was taking what I wanted by force and although my husband was a cold-hearted bastard, he still won’t hurt me for unknown reasons. “You don’t have to sleep in here. You have a room in perfect condition for that” He grumbled but made no move to unwrap himself from around me. After last night's argument, I was too tired to walk back to my room. Apparently, being emotionally drained while being also physically drained was a thing. And since I was in a pissy mood, I flopped on his bed and declared I was moving in since his room was far more comfortable than mine was. ‘I do. I already explained it to you last night and I am not doing it again so you better zip it so I can get more sleep. We have a long day ahead of us” I mumbled against his chest sleepily. It was so comfortable right here. Even though I slept soundly through the night, I was still so sleepy. His unwilling arms arou
"Mom, Noah won't give me my toy to play. he is being mean to me" Lucas whined from the playroom and I rolled my eyes at their antics. My boys had to be the greatest troublemakers and they were equally stubborn. "Noah, give your brother his toy, don't be naughty" I scolded from the home studio. they had a playroom across the hall so I had to keep the door open when I was painting in the studio. "But Mom, I want to play with it" I could hear the pout in his voice. Noah had exactly the same toy but he always loved to play with his brother's own even if they were the same as the ones he had. "Noah, don't make me stand up. I need to finish this" I scolded. "Sorry mama" He mumbled but I could still hear him since the doors were opened wide. "come to Mama baby, let me give you a kiss" That had to be the wrong thing to say because as soon as I finished the statement, they were both racing across the hallway towards me and I barely had enough time to put my canvas away before they slammed
“No” I yelled and sprang up from my bed. I could feel the sweat trailing down my forehead and my back. The lights came on immediately and Atticus was beside me at a glance. ‘Hey, it was just a dream. You are okay” Atticus pulled me to him and I went willingly allowing him to wrap his arms around me. I felt him place a kiss on my forehead. Ever since I was rescued, I have been having nightmares every night. Samantha was shot and killed when she tried to kill me and the sight of the hole on her head had given me severe trauma. That exact scene was what I kept seeing every night. I couldn’t sleep alone and I was now terrified of the dark. The therapist said I was going to be fine but it’s been almost two months now and it didn’t look like the nightmares were stopping anytime soon. I tightened my hold on him to assure myself that he was really here with me and that everything was finally over. “I hate how scared I’ve become. It makes me look pathetic” I whispered. Atticus tried to
My eyes flew open and I sat up straight on the bed. With shock, I began to search my body with my eyes for any sign of damage. I wasn’t feeling any pain anywhere but I had to make sure that nothing happened to me while I was not conscious. The sound of laughter made me snap my head up and I was surprised to see Samantha and a man dressed in a doctor’s uniform standing opposite the bed. She was laughing so hard like a mad person. I was suddenly aware of where I was. The room looked like a made-up hospital room. It was just the bed and a table that contained some medical equipment. I was confused as I tried to assess the situation and understand what was going on. “What is this? What’s going on” I made an effort to come down from the bed but I was pulled back with force. I looked down to see my hands and feet were bound to the bed and I gasped in shock at how I didn’t notice it earlier. I struggled to get myself free but the efforts were futile so I brought my eyes to the woman b
I couldn’t sleep all night and didn’t even touch the food which I always complained was too little. My stomach wouldn’t have been able to take it if I had tried. I was nervous and scared. Something didn’t sit right with the way Samantha stalked out so calmly after learning that I was pregnant. She was too calm and it could only mean she was planning something deadly. I sat on the broken bed, staring out of the windows. The freedom of the birds that were flying freely in the sky had me so envious. It’s been so long since I saw other people. I was stuck here and I had lost count of how many days or even weeks that I’ve been here. It’s been unusually quiet since Samantha left but yet there was so much sign of her again and I could not help but feel agitated at that. I know that she had not decided to let me go but instead, she may be planning something extremely dreadful and it made my chest burn with the thought. The door opened and Fred came in holding a cup. He handed me the cup an
I could believe it and yet still couldn't believe that Samantha was behind this. She hated me and that was something I was aware of but I didn’t think it was enough for her to do something terrible like this. I guess I was a terrible judge of character. I watch her shut the door behind her. She had a sinister smile and she seemed pleased with herself as she let her eyes roam all over my body. I could see the satisfaction on her face as she took in my state. She leaned against the door and watched me with great pleasure and soon burst into laughter while I just watched dumbfounded and shocked. She bent over, hitting her knees as she laughed uncontrollably and I just couldn’t help but conclude that she was batshit crazy. “Oh my God, It’s so good to see you like this. So this is what you look like when you’ve been knocked off your feet. Oh, how the mighty has fallen. Wait..you were never mighty but small like a fly” She burst out laughing again and I just sat there waiting for her to
I curled around myself on the bed, desperate for any form of warmth I could find. It was raining heavily outside and there was nothing to shield myself from the onslaught of cold air that blasted through the windows. The windows were closed but they had a crack so air still managed to find its way into the room. The room was so cold so there was no escaping the cold no matter how hard I tried and thus I was at the desperate mercy of the harsh weather. My teeth clattered against each other in the cold and I was shivering so bad. I knew there was no preventing the fever I would get tomorrow. I have lost count of how many days I have been here. My faith in Atticus finding me has dwindled so low, it sat at about 0.1 per cent. The living conditions here were terrible and even the workers at home didn’t live like this. I had been reduced to an animal. My body especially my legs hurt from having to sit down or lay down since I was here. I was only released to take a shower and use the
My head was throbbing and it also hurt at the same time. I tried to open my eyes but it felt heavy so I decided to let it rest for a second before opening it again and this time I was successful. My vision was a bit blurry so I tried to clean my eyes with my hands and I watched as the room I was in became much clearer, as clear as it could get in the darkness. The room was in a terrible state and the lighting was poor so I couldn’t see the room properly. I tried to sit upright and that’s when I noticed my legs were tied to the bed but the ropes gave room to allow me to move around a little bit but not away from the bed. The bed I was currently lying on was in an equally bad state. The bedsheets were torn and dirty and the bed frame felt as if it would give away if I made the wrong move. I sat up straight then rested my back on the wall and studied the room. I was not stupid. I knew what situation I was in so there was no need for me to cry and scream for help because no one would
Ever since we came back from the hospital and found out I was pregnant, Atticus has spoiled me silly with gifts and attention. He would not let me do anything even as simple as walking just like what he was doing now. “Babe, put me down.” I laughed so hard when he leaned to bite my neck softly “I can walk to the dining table, you can’t keep carrying me everywhere” My hands were wrapped tightly around his neck as he made his way down the stairs. I knew he wasn’t going to drop me but I held on tight out of instinct. I could see the amusement in Nathan and Justin’s eyes as we descended. “You’ll fall if I let you walk down the stairs on your own” He insisted and I burst out laughing at the silly excuse he was giving. “I’m sure I’ve been going up and down these stairs on my own and I am yet to fall” I mused but he had none of it. “Accidents happen and I won’t wait till they do” He finally descended the last stairs and walked to the dining table where Nathan was already holding out
Danielle and the doctor entered the hospital room and stopped in their tracks to get a good look at me wrapped around my husband like a burrito. I was curled into his arms and his hands were wrapped around me tightly like I had insisted a few minutes before they walked in. Danielle had a sly smile on her face as she pushed past the doctor and made her way to us while the doctor looked rather amused. He recovered quickly and stepped in properly into the room before shutting the door behind him. “I can see my plan worked perfectly and you two doofos made up” She squealed and clapped her hands like a little child and it made me scoff. “I told you she didn’t just go get the doctor,” I told Atticus with a roll of my eyes and he chuckled in response. “Well it worked out for the best, didn’t it?” she gave me a roll of her eyes also “So the doctor has your test results and he promises that it is very good news” It was obvious that she was barely trying to contain her excitement and hold