I see Bridget stiffen beside me and it makes me chuckle, because she does not like Malachi. Not one bit. But I'm going somewhere with this.“Him being attractive doesn’t directly equate to me being unattractive though. He can make me feel like that, but as long as I do not believe it then we’re okay
I run all the way to Bridget. I run so hard that i even bump into her. She screams, and i have to clasp my hand over her mouth, “Shh. It’s me. It’s me.Antonia.”Bridget nods frantically, signifying that she has gotten the message. Yet the moment i take my hands off her mouth she furiously whispers
Malachi’s pov.I watch as Antonia flees the hall and anger bubbles up in me. i direct a cold glare to the man beside me.It wasn’t easy getting into this place the same day she would be here. I had to ask grandfather to help me out and that’s definitely a favor I'll have to pay back, so there can be
Antonia’s pov. My boss and husband Malachi Finn chats excitedly with his first love in the office. I stand outside, and through the glass door, I can see a warm smile on his face. It’s a smile I've never seen before. I know the right thing to do as a competent secretary would be to leave, but as h
Anguish and pain rip through my already raw heart, and for a while all I can do is look at him. I stare at the annoyance on his face and the rage gathering in his eyes. I look away as tears well in mine and I stare at the floor as I blink them back, asking with a steady but tired voice, a voice th
The funeral draws something out of me. From the fact that no one in the Finn household seemed to care that my grandmother had died, down to Malachi’s nonchalance about her death and his sustained anger at what happened with Skye. My heart throbs and aches while I have to carry out the preparations
Malachi’s pov. “I’ve filed for a divorce.” I storm into the office and thoughts of Antonia saying she’s filed for a divorce flash through my mind. I grunt in anger as I drop my phone and settle into my chair. Antonia… Antonia would never behave like this. I understand she’s angry at her grand
Antonia’s pov. I spend the night in another room and I don't know if Malachi notices my absence nor do I care. I take a visit to the cemetery, just to see my grandmother’s grave for one last final time, and when I come back every bone in my body hurts. It’s the familiar hum of fatigue and tirednes