ChristianIt's been a while since I'm back to the villa and I haven't gathered the courage to speak to Ivanna yet. I know whatever I'm going to do isn't wrong but the fact that she may take things the wrong way scares the hell out of me. I often miss Ivanna who used to understand me despite anything, who used to believe in my words, my decisions, and my suggestions. Even if we shared different points of view, she had always been understanding."I just wanted to remind you that Andrea will be unavailable for the next two days. It'll be better if you take Ivanna to her tomorrow itself", Emily says on the call.I remain silent. Even though I can hear her, I might have forgotten that I had to speak. I had to reply."Can you hear me?" She asks a bit louder."Yes!" I mumble. "Are you still not sure about it?""I don't know""That's not a convincing answer", she groans. "It's been like weeks since I suggested this to you. It was enough time to think and take a decision"I part my lips and
Emily"Bloody hell!" I hear Kane cursing behind me and turn around, finding him lying on his stomach on the bed. "When did you come?" I gasp. "When you didn't notice", his muffled voice comes as his face is pressed against the pillow. I chuckle, surging towards him, and plop onto his back on my stomach. "Lord, Em! Are you planning my murder or what?" His pressed voice comes. A soft giggle escapes my mouth as I press my lips against his neck. "You know sometimes your cheesy kisses aren't gonna when you're literally lying on my back. It's already aching!" He shrugs. "But anyway, I loved it"He looks for my hand, reaches it, and brings it near to his face. "Should I get down?" I ask him. "No. It's better", she mumbles. "I might break your back", I giggle."Not everyday you come by yourself to cuddle your husband, huh! Better if I don't interrupt that'', he husks.I can't help but laugh. "You know I would. But you're too quick to come and get started. How am I going to be the fir
IvannaI hear my voice coming out as a whisper, shaking and scattering all over when I tell him that I don't have any mental issues. I admit that I'm being too unreasonable lately but that doesn't mean I have issues. It stings when he tells me that I have issues. Even if that was someone else, I could easily digest it. But it's Christian. I have never imagined hearing something like this from him. He kept telling me that I'm perfect, I'm overthinking, I'm good for him, even the best. Was it all a lie? When he thinks I have issues, what is the need of giving me false consolation? He doesn't move for seconds. His eyes are frozen on me when he slowly parts his lips and seals them back, pulling me closer to him."Iv!" He groans. "I didn't mean that. I'm not saying you're mentally ill"Is he serious?I feel my throat aching, my eyes and my lips trembling. I'm on the verge of crying. "But that's what you feel, Christian. Don't you?" I scoff, staring at him with my eyes burning. A thick
ChristianI didn't wanna do this to her. Making her cry would be the last thing on this earth I can think of. But no matter how much I tried to keep her happy, it wasn't enough. She ended up snatching her own happiness. I wanted to say that it didn't matter. If she didn't go, that's fine. She doesn't need to do anything she doesn't want to. And I'll never be tired of ranting this same thing again and again. I can spend my entire life telling her how much I love her and how much she matters to me. I won't stop doing that.But I held back. I pushed the urge of telling her everything that was going on inside my head because that would give me temporary relief but a permanent scratch to her. I know she didn't expect me to say those things to her. She might be having questions. Enough questions that she wants to ask me.She might be thinking I have lied to her all these years. But I didn't. She needs to understand the way I have been doing. "Master, please sit. I'm getting the meals",
ChristianAfter I came back to the villa after dropping Chrissie off at school, I headed back to the room to pick up some files. I hoped Ivanna didn't wake up since it's hard for me to behave rudely with her. I'm determined to not go for a temporary dispute this time. When I reach the door and find Ivanna next to the bedside drawer, I halt over there and peep inside. She's staring at the card I had put inside the drawer last night with no intention for her to see it. But now, I think it's good that she has seen it.I wait for her to put it back in the drawer or just dump the card into the bin but a few seconds pass, and she doesn't move her eyes from it. She keeps staring at it and then she takes her phone and clicks a picture of the card. She puts the card back in the drawer, leaving me shocked and confused at the same time. Why wouldn't she just keep it?Maybe, she doesn't want me to know she has taken it. I don't know what's going on inside her head. Before she can turn around
Ivanna I step inside the pitch-dark cabin and surge inside. There's no one at the desk. The receptionist told me Andrea is inside but I'm unable to locate her anywhere in the cabin."Good afternoon, Ivanna", a sharp voice comes from somewhere as I roll my eyes. My eyes finally land at the corner of that huge cabin. That woman is standing near a massive bookshelf that is filled with tons of books I can never think of reading. I have often avoided reading books with too much depth because I thought they were gonna drive me crazy. Andrea looks like in her late thirties. She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She's lean with enough stretch marks on her face which unexpectedly makes her look more gorgeous when she smiles.The anticipation that I was going through before entering the cabin starts decreasing with the sight of hers. I feel a kind of positive in her smile as if I can already trust this woman with all my hidden emotions."Good afternoon", I pass her a warm smile."I'm glad you'
IvannaI completed the research paper in less than an hour today and this is like breaking a record. I have been struggling with my work recently. Due to my messed-up schedules and awful incidents happening around me, I couldn't focus on the firm much. All thanks to Jane and Nora for handling it all like theirs. But I'm noticing we're lagging so much.My thirty day plan of researching the medicine out of rare seeds was about completed two days back. And I just realised that the whole month has passed and I haven't read a single topic related to it.Sucks!What have I been even doing?Nothing. "That's a lot of work, Ivanna", Tate shrugs, curling up her face as we walk through the corridor while figuring out how much work has to be done. "I know", I exhale deeply and reach the lobby to collect some information from the reception. The firm seems to be way too noisy today. I don't know what the hell they are gossiping about."What's going on, Tate?" I ask, skimming through the papers
Ivanna"Lord, girl! You did it!" She whistles on the call as if I achieved a gold medal or something. "Relax, Emily!" I sigh. "It was just the first session""And you liked Andrea. That's already a victory. Once you like your therapist, you know that half of your problems are solved. You know I was too unsure about Camden when I first met him. Especially when I knew he was a man and my problems were more like only women can relate. But he was so damn amazing. Seventy percent of my anxiety was gone after the first session with him. I can't thank him enough for whatever he did for me. Sometimes, family, friends, and your partner can't do those things for us that they can do. Basically, just trust Andrea and follow her instructions. We'll see a massive change in yourself and- ah Okay!" She laughs. "I don't wanna blab anymore""Thanks for wasting your time on me, Emily", I sigh."Yeah, right!" Her pressed voice comes. "Don't get started, Ivanna. Anyway, I'm glad and I hope Christian is h
JohnGetting married in the 50s isn't that strange anymore. But for me, it was— for a man who believed his marriage would last forever and then believed he would never marry again. I stood before the mirror as Ryan helped other groomsmen with their last fit."You all look pretty handsome. Ready to leave. But I wish Kevin had that time to get a good fit. Your suit sucks!""I feel better anyway", Kevin snarls. I chuckle while fixing my bow tie, watching my sons in their 20s still fighting like toddlers. It's been a blessing for me to have a family which didn't break even after the biggest disaster. And maybe it was because, in our family, it had always been us. Me and my two boys. Their mother wasn't there. The death was just a formality. I didn't really change that much. My boys were happier than ever after she died. It's really mean of me to think that way but it was the truth. They were traumatised because they were kids. As they grew up, I realised they had a better and healthier
It's been a while since I updated this book. However, I have delayed letting you know that I'm writing a book on Samuel and Chrisanna titled "Dispute Marriage" You'll find it on my goodnovel profile. This book is a bit different from others which don't have a forced marriage trope or any abusive family since you are already familiar with both families.The story revolves around two childhood friends Samuel and Chrisanna and their sudden marriage after Samuel disappears from Chrisanna's life for eight years. The book deals with heavy mental issues and a dark past. Slow burn. Please give that book a try and let me know if you like it. And I would like to know if you would want a short portion of John and Georgia's story or a direct epilogue to close the book.
Tiffany Emery runs to Sebastian. "Da—dy"And he immediately drives his eyes down and takes her in his arms. They both look at me lovingly. Now, I don't feel bad about pushing the wedding. This feeling would not be the same if we got married before Emery came. Ryan and Kevin walk beside me to the aisle. I wanted them to do this honour because if there's anyone in this world I still love more than Sebastian and Emery, My eyes become teary as I walk to them. Sebastian spreads his arm at me and I immediately dig into his chest.He leans closer to my ear."My beautiful bride"I smile against his chest and look up. He takes my hand and leads me to the centre. I take a look at every one. John, Mr Ryder, Gary, Myra, Christian, Ivanna and the recent teenager Chrisanna. Everything feels so complete and beautiful. Mr Ryder comes and takes Emery from Sebastian even though she doesn't wanna go. With the pastor's words, Sebastian and I looked into each other's eyes deeply. "I, Sebastian Ry
TiffanyI can't figure out how to react and what it's all about because I don't wanna assume anything unreasonable. He's on his knees with a damn ring.It means— God! I can't— comprehend it. My eyes flutter open at his handsome face. No words come out of my mouth. I'm at a loss of words."I know you're shocked! And I'm sorry if I scared you with this sudden—" he doesn't complete, yet keeps his eyes straight into mine. "But I couldn't keep this longer inside me, Tiffany. I had known a long time ago that I needed you in my life. Forever! And I'm not scared to ask you that—"With that pause, my heartbeat stops and my entire body shivers when I wait for him to complete."Will you marry me?" I feel goosebumps littering all over me with those words. Did he really ask me for marriage? It takes me a while to process. His eyes are full of fear and hope and I'm left in shock. Never in my wildest dreams, I had imagined he would propose to me. I hear some people around cheering up and root
TiffanyTime indeed flies like air and it happened in my case in a better way. In the best way, actually. I started my job in the daycare centre with all the lovely kids around which made my life less monotonous after Ryan and Kevin left. They are doing good in their new school and John has also settled into his new office over there. I and Sebastian balanced our life beautifully, supporting each other. As days and weeks passed, our love grew stronger. Among everything, I was happy with the fact that I have my identity now. A good identity. My salary doubled in just three months after joining for my good service and the way all the kids related to me. In a year, I was promoted to manager of the daycare centre, life couldn't be any less beautiful. It's been two years, I and Sebastian are together and we are living our best life. We hardly argued and most of the time it was just silly. He loves to tease me and I go along with it. Sebastian has become the most demanding lawyer in the
TiffanyWe spent the last two days painting the house and I can't describe how beautiful it came out. We did some changes like replacing the furniture and donating some. If everything goes well, I'll be here in less than three days.John has finished all the preparations in Hong Kong and he's leaving the day after we decided to move in. It all happened so fast but I'm glad that John is recovering. It's been eight months since the tragedy and I know it's gonna take years for him to overcome this. I'm happy for him but I would be happier if there was any chance that he finds someone to love him as much as all of us found a person to love.It sucks and I hate the fact that all his life he never found someone like that.I and Sebastian carry the portrayal I had in my room for years. It's a huge one and Sebastian suggested we should place it in the living room because it's beautiful. It's a painting I got from an art summit years back, featuring a mother and her small daughter, surviving
Sebastian"Really, Sebastian? I have never seen you this excited before", Georgia says as I show her some themes I'm confused with and I end up telling her the whole plan. "Isn't it something to be excited about?" I blurt out. "She's moving in with me. Isn't it amazing? People can't even go past dating and we are really moving in!" I tell her and she smiles wider, sitting in front of my desk."That's true", she says. "I'm just wondering what you would do once you guys announce the marriage!" she laughs but on a serious note, it makes my heart stop for a while.She pauses, looking at me. "Sorry. I should not have said that?"I chuckle. "Nah! Nothing like that. I just spaced out when you talked about marriage""Ah! So, that means you're thinking about it", she leans to the desk. I scratch the back of my head with an awkward smile. "I could marry her the moment I saw her! But hell! I'm not repeating any mistakes from the past. Maybe, I'll wait for a while before proposing to her. And t
Tiffany We stop by the nursery. It's one of the biggest nurseries in the city which I can completely believe by the way it looks. The boys run into the green surrounding and I and Sebastian slowly walk to see the plants. One of the workers accompany us, showing us all the kinds of plants we could use for decor. "I want the real ones", he says as I scan those plants which need no sunlight. They would be perfect for indoors."These are real ones too. These are just indoors", I say, watching his expression change. "But I still don't find the realness in them. You can take these. I'll look for others", he walks away to find his REAL plants as I shake my head at him in disbelief.We load all the plants we have got for the decor and Ryan and Kevin took two small ones to plant in the yard. Even though they won't be staying here, they wish to see it all grown up when they would occasionally visit. After that, we stop by a restaurant to have lunch. Surprisingly, Sebastian didn't suggest h
Tiffany We talked a lot today. I'm glad that I took this whole day out for him because we needed to have this conversation. I have finally decided to move in with him. Nonetheless, it'll come with more challenges and I'm ready for it. This decision will not only make our relationship stronger but also give me a world of my own. I can't wait to finally live my life in my own conditions and happiness. Sebastian asked me if he could help me anyway. But I refused to take any help from him as I did with John. It's my call to explore and look for opportunities which I'll be doing from today. I'm thinking about having a conversation with John again. I want him to change his decision of holding back until I settle down. Because that's impossible. I'll need a lot of time to clean the mess and organise my life and I think I'll surely do it if I have Sebastian.I'm glad that Sebastian understood me and more than that he trusted me enough. I'm scrolling through my phone to research the jobs I t