“And your return gift is ready," Myra replied with excitement that confused Abram, who could help look at his beaming wife from head to toe.
Unfazed by the lack of any change in her, he marched towards her with his burning desire. grabbing her by her waist and said, “I know you are always ready for me, baby,"
Before Myra could grasp or react, he pulled her closer and smashed his lips over her parted ones. Taken aback at first, she melted with the kiss but soon, she was brought to her senses when her hands holding the gift trembled. The more she tried to pull away and talk, the more he deepened the kiss. Reading her intent to break the kiss, he grabbed the nape of her neck and entered his tongue into her. It was only when Myra bit his lips did he break the kiss in surprise.
When Abram went out, Myra sprinted into action and immediately locked the door. She went back to the closet and retrieved the box. Her fingers acted on her own, and she found herself opening the lid against her nagging conscience. She inhaled deeply when she found the pictures and the messages still intact. To her horror, the empty packet of condoms used that night was still enclosed in the last box. “He still kept it with him; why?" she asked no one. “Maybe by mistake, it was left behind. What was I even thinking that He had kept it as a souvenir?" she mentally slapped herself for letting a mere memory cloud her rationality. Keeping the box back in its place, Myra pulled the clothes out that Abram got for her. Pink! “He thinks buying clothes in my favorite color will make him win. Keep dreaming," she said, caressing the soft cloth. When she came out of the room, she found Abram sipping his tea while scrolling through his phone. Hearing her footste
Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know.That something wasn't right here?Oh baby, baby, I shouldn't have let you go.And now you're out of sight, yeah.Show me how to want it to be.Tell me, baby, 'cause I need to know now, oh because.My loneliness is killing me (and I).I must confess I still believe (still believe).When I'm not with you, I lose my mind.Give me a sign.Hit me, baby, one more time.
It was already afternoon, but Myra’s mind was restless, recollecting Elijah’s hurtful expression. She knew what she said to him was harsh, and instead of helping him convince Sharon, she ended up hurting him. He was his rational voice and had always looked out for the best for her, and she vented Abram’s frustration on him for no apparent reason. True, he shouldn’t have left her alone with Abram, but Elijah didn't do anything without a concrete reason.She was brought out of her trance when a housekeeper said, “Ma’am, your fruit salad."“But I didn’t ask for it," she replied, glancing at the bowl.Maybe Sharon ordered for me, she thought, and as if on cue, at that moment, her phone rang, displaying Abram&rsquo
“Did you just say us?" Sharon asked with a raised eyebrow surprising Myra at her own words.Since they chose the corner table away from the crowd, their conversation was private from the rest of the crowd.“No..no, I mean," Myra stammered, gaping at her friend.“Myra, it’s okay! I understand. I am always there with you whatever you decide," Sharon comforted, patting her palm.“No, you don’t understand." Myra let out a groan in frustration, slumping in her place.“I don’t understand anything nowadays," she murmured, raking her hair.Shar
It happened in those few seconds. A strong gust of wind scattered her hair, yet Myra stood frozen in her spot, looking at the car, which was just a few meters away from her. Her mind was screaming at her to move, but the sight of a fast car that was about to hit her at any moment glued her to her place. Although her body went numb with the shock, her senses were hyperactive. She could hear Sharon’s incessant scream calling her name. She could see the shock on her face, and the numerous gasps let out by the crowd. The car would hit her any second, and then it would be her end.Myra closed her eyes in fear, praying to the supreme one for the miracle. A second later, as if she resigned to meet her end, her prayers turned into seeking forgiveness for all she did in the world. She wished if she got another chance, she would let all bygones be bygone and live her life without any resentment. She wished she would give her child the best of life if only she could miraculously survive the cra
Abram was pacing in the corridor pondering over the cryptic message he had received. He couldn’t even enjoy his intimate moments with Myra with her lowering her guards, and now a new problem was hovering over his head. Who was it? Why would they want to hurt Myra? he was thinking while gazing at nothing in particular.To save Myra, he threw himself over her, doing which his forearm was hit by the car’s side mirror, causing the bleeding. The news about their near-death encounter spread across the office, and they were immediately taken to the nearby hospital. Ronan, I need to talk to him. It's been a long time since he updated me on the task I entrusted him, he thought. He was still thinking of calling him when his chain of thoughts was interrupted by the buzzing of his phone. The moment he checked his phone, there was another message.You will pay for your mistake.However, his breathing halted when the following message was Myra’s picture taken at the same hospital they were still
“How could you do that to me?" Myra whispered in a low voice, tears dropping one after the other.“I know I hurt you badly. A simple apology can’t wash away the pain and suffering I made you go through." Abram let out what he wanted to tell her since the day he learned the truth but was a coward to not acknowledge her presence.“I was not there when you needed me."“I was an asshole to you when you only gave love to me."“I was a dick to call you names I shouldn’t have called."“I know I can’t bring back your 2 years.”“I know I can’t erase the horrible nights you spend crying.”“Words can never heal your heartache."“But I want to be around our child’s life, around your life. I don’t expect you to forgive me or love me like you used to."“But please don’t leave me. I can not live without you around me."“Since the day I came back, I tried to stay away from you as much as possible, but I failed every time."“It’s like you are my breath, heartbeat, soul. The days you didn’t come to the
"Dad, I—" Myra was interrupted when Rayan snapped at her, "Don't talk till I am finished."This was the first time her father spoke to her in that tone, and this sole realization was enough for tears to well up in her eyes."You didn't bother to inform your parents that you are staying with that man.""You, you—" Rayan found it difficult to control his fury."Dad, I—" she wanted to clarify as she couldn’t stand the disappointment in her father's voice. She flinched when Rayan replied, "shut up, just shut up."Abram notices she clenched the phone tight and could not stand on her weak legs. He immediately made her sit on the bed, and no matter how much she resisted, he put the phone on speaker."You were always my filial child, but I was brought to reality when in the morning I got a call from a neighbor when they couldn’t find you in the apartment anymore.""If not for them, I wouldn’t have known how my dutiful daughter let her ex-husband inside my house and didn’t bother to inform he