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
“Can you help me with this?” I turned my back to Atticus so he could help me zip up my dress. We were getting dressed for the dinner. It was a private dinner that some important guests were attending and I still had no idea how Atticus mistook it for a gala. I shivered involuntarily as his hands brushed my naked back when he wanted to adjust the dress so he could zip it. “Thank you” I told him after he was done. He had buttoned his shirt halfway so I turned so I could help him button it all the way. When I was done buttoning the shirt, I plucked the suit jacket from the bed and gestured for him to turn around so I could put it on for him. “I can put that on by myself” he insisted but I wasn’t listening. I forcefully turned him around and helped him put it on. “I’ve seen it in movies so I want to also do it too” I told him when I was done. I used my palms to straighten the suit even though there wasn’t a wrinkle in sight. “Here you can do your tie yourself, I’m terrible at th
The anger that poured through my veins was hot and boiling and it felt like lava from an active volcano as it burned through my entire being. I started to put the pieces together now aware of why he had tensed up when I said I wouldn’t know anyone here. He was aware that she would be here and I couldn’t help but also wonder if that is why he was being so sweet to me all day. He was trying to appease me in advance because he knew I would be upset when I finally saw her here today. I know I had no control over where she went and I could not tell her not to attend the dinner but it would have been nice to get a heads-up so I could be prepared for the emotional trauma I was going through right now. Okay, maybe I am being a little over dramatic but I had the right to be and besides overreacting seems just right at this moment. I would have ignored her and pushed my anger down if I had not caught sight of the diamond necklace sitting pretty on her neck. I mean I would not have been ang
“You should get some sleep and not stare at me like that” Atticus scolded me from where he was standing by the window trying to put on his watch. He was on his way to work but it was too early and I was in no mood to stand up to have breakfast with him or rather I had no energy to stand up. Ever since we started staying together in this room, Atticus fucked me every single night or rather on most nights which left me reasonably sore but I wasn’t complaining. I wonder why he always had so much energy especially if he was always working. “I am sleeping just with my eyes open” A loud yawn escaped between my lips and I stretched involuntarily and felt my joints crack as I moved. I know I had to get up soon because the gallery was almost done so I was really busy but I wanted to rest a little bit. “Are you going to the gallery later?” he asked me while I stretched again. We were just a few weeks into opening so I had been going there every day to check on things by myself. I didn’t wan
The feeling that I am being watched is now with me constantly and it made me feel like I was going crazy. It’s been one week since the first incident and now I feel like that all the time and it was frustrating because I never see whoever I thought was watching me. I was on my way out of the gallery when I finally saw someone. He wasn’t dressed like they do in those cliche movies where they were dressed in all black and also wearing a suspicious ball cap. This man whose eyes I met was not a man but rather a young adult who would be around the same age as me. He was startled to have been caught and he quickly darted his eyes away and pulled out his phone from his pocket to make it seem like he wasn't watching me but it was too late. I had seen him already. Quickly, I tugged on Nathan’s shirt in a hurry to get his attention before he could walk away from me. “What is it?” He asked worriedly when he saw the panicked look on my face. ‘There’s someone across the street watching me.