Gwen. “What other way are you talking about?” I asked, still not understanding what he meant by ‘other ways’.Ryan didn’t say anything after that, he didn’t even bother to elaborate on what he meant by that. All he said was ‘nothing’ I mean I am going to know what he was about to say when the only thing he said was nothing. “I mean it Gwen, you have to drop it.” He said probably after noticing the look I was sending his way. “What am I supposed to do when you made me curious Ryan? I want to know what other way I can show my appreciation; do you need me to go on a trip with you or maybe your plus one, is that what you are trying to say?” I asked but he sighed in what seemed like frustration. “No, not any of that Gwen. I…I….just forget about it.” He hissed and I knew he was done with the conversation. “Okay,” Ding.The microwave sound interrupted the uncomfortable silence between us. I quickly put on the oven gloves and then brought the food out. I dropped it on the table, took
Gwen. I woke up with a start, my whole body drenched in sweat. The dream—nope nightmare replayed in my mind. I wonder what that was all about.My eyes landed on the clock beside my bedside and saw it was almost seven. Shit! I have to be in the court before eight. I jumped out of bed to the bedroom and took a quick bath, luckily for me, I prepared the dress I was going to wear yesterday. So as soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I walked to my wardrobe and took the dress out. It was an ash-straight gown that stopped before my knees. I threw it on and applied a light makeup before hurrying out of the house. I opened the door and I was surprised to see Ryan already there, he was leaning against his car. He waved at me to come over when he saw me, I nodded and quickly locked the door before rushing to his side. “Good morning.” I greeted him as soon as I was close. “Good morning, you look pretty this morning Gwen. Ready for court?” He asked. My cheeks were flushed as I nodded an
Henry. I got to the courthouse quite late, and I knew it was bad for me. Bad for someone who wants the custody of his child but you couldn’t blame me. My lawyer and I had been brainstorming and coming up with ideas that can make me win this case and even after all those shit last night, I don’t have much confidence that I can win. Yeah, it sounds shitty but that’s just my thought. I was about to step out of my car when I got a call from my mother. I stared at the phone in my hand and the number for the longest time before picking the call up before it would end. “Good Morning Mother.” I greeted even though I knew this wasn’t a good morning. It could be for you and everyone else but not me. “Where are you right now?” She asked. And I frowned. I can’t believe she’s asking me this when everyone except Jas knew about this court summon. I mean I fucking told them about it last week so where the hell should I be if not the courthouse. “Henry? Are you still there?” She asked. “Yea
Henry. I couldn’t concentrate, I felt lost and I hated meeting eye-to-eye with Gwen’s new boy toy. He really had the nerve to look me in the eye while asking his non-existent question. I was so distracted that I didn’t even mention my daughter’s favorite food, I knew about it but I couldn’t say it because I was what…..jealous. Nope, not jealous. I was just angry Gwen decided to go for this boy that could be passed as a lady. I was so lost, mad, and upset that I had no idea when the court was over. It was my lawyer who woke me up from my daydream, I looked around to see everyone going on. Gwen and her family were long gone since their seats were empty I turned to my lawyer to ask some questions, I needed to know what happened while I was being jealous…..thinking about Gwen dating a boy toy. He told me what was said and how the judge need to decide on whom to give the child’s custody to but from the look of it I don’t think it will be me. I knew I did stupid things; things that I
Gwen. She isn’t serious, is she? She really didn’t expect me to welcome her with open arms and accept what she was offering, did she? For a moment I didn’t know what to say when she called me, but then I got myself when I remembered just how cruel she was to me when I was still married to her son. Mrs Baldwin was a thorn in my flag during my marriage; she disliked me for no particular reason whatsoever and promised to make my life hell which she did. She hated me back now so I wondered what had changed now—why did she suddenly become friendly towards me like we were two old-time friends meeting for the first time? ‘Your status.’ My mind reminded me. Right, how could I forget about that? I was rich now, so that was more reason for her to come near me. I wasn’t that poor girl who she thinks leech on her son's wealth anymore. I have my money, my family was well to do so she will find more reason to be near me. “I….” I began but she interrupted me. “I know you are going to rejec
Gwen.There was a time when I thought Henry was the only one for me; where the young me thought I would be married to him for a lifetime. Where I had thought he would come to like me for who I am and make whatever we have together work. I did believe that I believe we could work even after seeing those glaring signs of him cheating, I still thought we could make it. I mean those celebrities acting like their marriage is blissful without a single fight, they still stayed together—even though their acting was all lies and scripted. But I believed what Henry and I had, we had a little connection even the night I saved him from her clutches. I had thought he would still have a little feeling for me but I was absolutely wrong. Henry doesn’t care for me and he does not mind if I’m getting insulted by his mother or anyone else. I can clearly remember when he didn’t say a word after I received a slap from his mother. But now he was trying to force an apology from me to her. “Let go,” I sa
Henry. I stood there frozen as I watched their car ride out of the courthouse, I could not see anything other than the car and hear nothing other than what Gwen said. It was partially true and partially false that I tried to hit her, I didn’t mean to do that. I was drunk for crying out loud, I did not know what I was doing when I almost hit her that night. She was annoying as usual asking me questions I did not have an answer to, and I didn’t know when I brought my hand up to hit her but quickly I was able to get myself. I wasn’t raised to hit women; my mother made sure of that. “What was that about?” Sheila asked, walking toward me. “None of your business,” I snapped at her. She looked shocked but quickly got her bearing, her face hardened as she let out a scoff. “That’s my business, Henry, you just saw what happened right? You saw how that bitch insulted mother and you didn’t do anything, and what was that all about; she said you want to hit her. Have you ever raised your ha
Gwen.Ryan's car pulled up in front of an unfamiliar ice cream shop; I looked at the building in front of me while staying inside the car. It looked beautiful from the outside, with many ice cream decorations on its walls. The place was filled, and that was a sign that told me the ice cream must be perfect. It wouldn't be perfect if it weren't this filled up. “Ready to go out?” Ryan asked. “I think I am,” I told him skeptically since I had no idea if I was ready for this or not.I had wanted an ice cream, but not this place filled with so many people.Ryan paused what he was doing and looked at me. “What do you mean by that?” he asked.I looked at him and then took my eyes back to the ice cream shop to see more people going in and coming out.“I don't think I can go in there.” Ryan looked at me as if I was joking; what I said didn't make sense. Of course, it didn't make sense to me either.“I thought you said you wanted to eat an ice cream, but why are you chickening out?” he asked