Malachi pulls back almost immediately, and as his eyes turn to me i see something shift in his expression.He smiles. The act is rare enough that i’m stunned but the look it gives him also lights up his face quite well. Malachi’s vopice is tinged with some humor as he responds, “I wouldn’t resort t
Bridget jacks me away the moment she catches the sight of me. She downright ignores Malachi and glares at him when he tries to follow us. He glares right back but relents and walks off, but not before he directs a look my way.Not before he stares at me long and hard and so well i know he’s doing it
The floor shifts and rolls. The very image of fluffy clouds and radiant light.I can see people discussing, talking. Armed with cameras, all of them.Tonigt is going to be a defining night.”Well if it isn’t the talk of the town.”I turn immediately to see a female walking towards me.It’s been a lo
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