“Oh, well, look who it is!” A voice calls out. My head turns around, trying to see who is being loud in the store. It takes a moment to find the source, which I realize is my own cousin. Anger flares through my nostrils, and I feel my teeth start to clench as Melinda approaches.
I’ve been avoiding my mother’s phone calls. But as I spend time with Derek and the girls a few days after seeing Melinda, I realize it won’t stick. “Seems like someone has been attempting to reach you?” Derek questions as my phone lights up with the sixth call in the past twenty minutes.
I imagine this is what they may have grown used to with Derek and his ex—their mother. “I can’t believe you right now!” I continue. “He got my cousin pregnant, and you’re telling me I’m the villain?” “Esme! Watch your tone!” “No! Why don’t you take my side?” “Because the
“Is she always like that?” Derek asks, amused. I feel absolutely whiplashed but know I can’t just sit here with my mouth wide open. I swallow, hesitant. “Yes?” “Well, she seems quite old-school.” I snort. “You genuinely do not know the half of it.” “Go, Daddy!” one of the
“It seems so.” “Maybe you should consider a restraining order as well, then.” My eyebrows go up. “What?” Derek sighs, closing his eyes for a moment as he puts all his thoughts together. “This entire craze is looking more and more dangerous. Esme, I worry about what might happen
Normally, restraining orders can take up to several months to obtain. But with Daniel’s help and the other lawyers leading the charge, a restraining order is signed in only a week. “Seems incredibly fast,” I say over the phone with Daniel. “How the hell did you make that happen?” “It’s
“Hey, the baby did nothing wrong.” “The baby is being born to two horrible people. It’s the baby I feel bad for.” Maybe I should send the restraining order to my mom. I mean, telling me to stop fighting for a divorce is one thing. But legal documentation? And I should share it w
I knock on Derek’s door and call out to the girls as I step inside. “Bea? Tris? It’s Miss Esme from next door!” I see the younger daughter poke her head out from behind the couch. “Miss Esme!” Bea comes running out of her room, black hair everywhere. “You came over!” She nearly
For once in our friendship, my friends don’t pressure me to open up with them. They just protect me. I’m not used to such behavior from my sarcastic, goofy friends. It’s nice, because ever since I left Ryan I’ve felt as if the entire world has demanded answers, even if I’m not ready. It’s not unti
Annie and Lily come over for the first time in a while. It feels so nice to be surrounded with my girls, and their hugs when first arriving feel like something I’ve deprived myself of. “I wish you’d find out the gender,” Annie groans as she stretches herself out on the sofa. “I want to know if I’m
“That’s not—” “You don’t treat me like an underling.” “You’re not one!” “Yes, I am! I’m supposed to be under you! This isn’t a debate that we should be having. We’ve been pushing the envelope on what’s appropriate and what’s not. In the end, we have blurred any lines we had the day I left my h
“And I’ll have those numbers determined once the remainder of the information comes in,” I say into my work phone. “Don’t worry, I know everything is a mess right now but it’s an easy fix.” I sigh and look up, startled to see Derek standing at my open office door. He looks serious and also worried
Bea shoves the item in her hands at me. I take it softly, looking down at what she had. A picture of a beautiful redhead with a bright smile stare back at me. I see two small girls surrounding her. Bea can’t be more than three, and the baby wrapped in blankets held by the woman must be Tris. “Is t
“No. I called you. I couldn’t think of anything else.” I nod. “Call the front desk, security, any friends you might have in the building or complex altogether. Have the pool on lookout, and anywhere else she might feel she can hide.” “Okay,” Derek says, nodding but still clearly distraught. I
My phone starts ringing as I leave the restaurant I’ve just eaten at. Daniel and I had a meeting today to talk about the restraining order and other paperwork. Not only that, but now Daniel knows about Natalie’s claims, as well as our suit against Max. “I really wish I didn’t have these other pr
“Uh, there’s a difference?” He seems more confused than when he walked in now. “Cause I’m just worried about not being able to answer all her questions.” “Well,” I think. “They’ll be showing that health class video soon. Most girls don’t actually hit puberty and get their periods until middle scho
It’s around eight when I hear knocking on my door. I’ve been getting stuff done and cleaning the apartment. But the baby? That has been causing some issues. Even wearing better shoes and making sure I’m taking care of my health and stress; I’m still not having an easy time. And this is still the