Excerpt of What’s in Store
She turned and I had to watch her talking to him. I had no clue why but when I saw Autumn laughing with Tyler, touching his arm, as they both stood there looking like the world’s best couple, something inside me snapped. I couldn’t keep my gaze off of them. It was almost as if they were glued to them, to their every move. Especially to her face, her smile, the glint in her dark brown eyes.
Coming here was clearly a mistake. It was better to stay away. At least I could dance around the idea that she was missing me every now and then. But it had been too damn long.
Five years, ten months, and twenty-two days since the last time we were in the same room although I could hardly call it a room, more like a small confined space in the back of the ambulance. She’d been frantic, tears strolling down her beautiful face, and I had been so afraid of dying yet at the same time glad that she was there for me in the last moment of my life. Images were plastered beneath my eyes and I tried hard to shake them all off.
My shoulders were too tense, my muscles taut and my neck hurt. I took a deep breath and looked back down at Natalie Preston. She had this odd expression on her face that I couldn’t interpret. “What?”
“Great. You didn’t listen to a word I said.” Nat took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself. “It’s her, isn’t it?” she finally asked after a moment or two.
“Pardon?”
“That girl. The brunette. She’s the reason why we’ve never had sex.”
“Is this your way of telling me that you wish copulation to be added to our menu?” I joked.
She seemed to ignore me altogether as she continued to talk as if I hadn't said a word. “She’s the reason I only got a fucking forehead kiss even after four months of dating. Gosh, I’m such an idiot.” Nat let out a deep sigh, lifting her hand to touch the side of her temple as if it would cure her sudden headache. “I thought it’s because you’re of royal blood that you’re trying to court me or something. I should’ve known that you’ve never moved on from your ex.”
“She’s not my ex,” I answered curtly, dropping my eyes to the surface of champagne I was holding in my right hand.
“Yet she’s the reason you’re always hurting. Tell me, why are you still pinning on her?”
How could I not? She was the reason I continued fighting the deadly disease, she was the reason I wanted to live.
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AUTUMN
“STOP WORRYING.” I gave out a small laugh as I kept the fridge door open with my elbow and put a cart of milk on the shelf then closed the door while my other hand was holding the phone close to my ear. “I’m sure Colton won't notice that you haven’t shaved your legs.”
Instead of giving my best friend some sort of reassurance, it caused her to groan. “Oh, he will notice, Autumn! He notices everything! The other day he even noticed a pimple on my forehead that I tried to hide with my side bang.” Jess always struck me as one of those cool girls with a relaxed upbringing yet right now, in the middle of her honeymoon, she started to panic about every small detail. Like her current predicament that involved her forgetting to bring her shaving cream and razor. “Damn. I’m so stupid! How can I forget the damn thing?!”
“Um, maybe because you're human?” I provided as I walked towards the living room and lowered myself to one-seater. The soft leather dipped as I sat down and crossed my legs. “Seriously, Jess, take a deep breath. You’re gonna be fine. Trust me. I’m your best friend for over a decade and I’m telling you that things are gonna be fine.”
She did as I asked and exhaled. “I just want it to be perfect.”
“I know.” I smiled, wondering if she realized how great everything was for her. Jess and Colton had been dating since way back when we were still in Carlton High and they survived college life. Many years had passed and their love was stronger than ever. It wasn’t that they’d never fought, they did just like any other couple. They bickered and argued. But they always made up in the end, they compromised.
I hated to think of this about my best friend but I craved what she had. Someone who loved her, someone who supported her. I even missed having someone to bicker with, someone who would argue with me because lately, I had been making decisions on my own. The only perspective I had was my own and no matter how many times Jess or Mey or Norma — any of my best friends, said that it was the best thing to decide on my own, I disagreed. It sucked.
Since Tyler had left for Oxford, my life was even quieter. My parents and brother came to visit from time to time yet it was different. Whenever I asked my parents about something that had to do with Severus, they would either give me a lecture or answer me based on their experience — which was sometimes outdated. Steven didn’t have any kids so he wasn’t able to give me any usable advice either. I wanted someone that would help me figure things out instead of making decisions for me or shoving their opinion on my face and giving me a patronizing lecture when I disagreed.
“Babe, are you still there?”
I blinked away those thoughts and forced my focus back on Jess. “Yes. Yes. What’s up?”
“How’s Sev?”
Just like always, I smiled whenever someone mentioned my baby boy. It was a reflex, maternal instinct perhaps. “He’s great. He’s sleeping now.”
“Did you find his — err, what did he call it? That toy he lost last Sunday.”
I groaned, leaning back against the couch and closing my eyes. “Mjölnir. No, I still haven’t found it yet and I’m running out of reasons to give him.”
“Hmm. Have you told him that an alien abducted it?”
“Yes. I did. And I have to spend three hours explaining to him what an alien is.”
Sev was very inquisitive. Most of the time, he exhausted all queries his brain could come up with before he finally let the topic go. His preschool teacher said that it was a good trait, that he was curious, but most of the time, I wished Tyler was here because he was literally a walking encyclopedia. I was not even half as good as he was.
Even in the midst of his busy schedule, Tyler still Skyped Sev twice or thrice every week and they would spend at least two hours talking. I was glad that he still kept in touch despite the geographical distance between us as he lived in Oxford while Sev and I lived in New York. But sometimes, it was hard for me to always maintain a happy visage as if everything was great at my end just so he wouldn’t worry. The last time I made a slip-up and ended up ranting about how difficult being a single mom for three years while struggling with college, he said he would drop his degree and come back to New York. It was a typical Tyler. He’d always been a reliable guy and it was something I admired from him. Still, I wouldn’t want him to jeopardize his education so I pulled up a front and swallowed any issues I had whenever he called.
“So, babe, are you going to come?”
I frowned, unsure what she was referring to. “Where? To Bali with you?”
“No!” Jess chuckled. “No way I’m letting anyone come to my honeymoon, even you, babe, I’m sorry. I mean the reunion. You told me you got the invitation two days ago, right?”
My gaze automatically fell upon the small envelope on the desk two feet away from me. I was debating whether to come or not. It seemed ages ago since I met everyone from Columbia yet at the same time, I didn’t know if I could leave Sev to childcare again after the last incident that had happened.
“I’m not sure,” I said at the end of a sigh. “It’s silly, don’t you think? We just graduated about a year or so ago, why would we need a reunion?! Usually a reunion happens when people haven’t met in at least a decade.”
“Well, silly it may be, but it’s a chance to gather around and have a great time with your college friends, right? And maybe he’ll come, you know—”
“Jess,” I drawled, subtly warning her.
“Hey, I’m just saying.” We stayed silent for a moment before Jess sighed. “Look, Autumn.” It sounded as if she switched ears before she continued, “I still don’t know how on earth you’re not a little bit curious about him. You’ve spent, what, two or three years thinking he’s dead when he’s pretty much alive and kicking all the way in the U.K. Don’t you want to talk to him? Maybe drop him an email or something?”
I took a deep breath, preparing myself because I knew what Jess would say. She’d said it multiple times and I knew she was going to say it again at this very moment.
“He deserves to know, babe. It’s his son. You can’t keep this up. You need to tell him.”
* * *
After the phone call with Jess had ended, I placed the phone on the empty space next to me and bent forward to grab the invitation card. It was this Sunday night. Not sure who was foolish enough to plan this, well aware that everyone would have a hangover on Monday. As I stared at the envelope, I remembered my conversation with Tyler when he finally had settled in Oxford.
I’d been crying for days after I’d seen the photo of Frazier in one of Oxford university’s catalogs. I was so grateful that he was still alive because the guilt had been killing me for what seemed like forever. He’d died trying to save me from the Italian mafia. Knowing that he’d survived made me happy yet I couldn’t think of any reason why he chose to move back to England without saying goodbye.
Had he thought our friendship was nothing? Was that the reason why his mother had lied saying that he died? Had I broken his heart?
“I’ve seen him, Autumn. I know which faculty he’s in. Do you want me to punch him?”
“No!” I quickly replied, my tone sounded harsh that Tyler wasn’t the only one surprised by it. I closed my eyes briefly, calming myself down, before I opened them and continued, “I don’t want him hurt.”
“But he hurt you, Autumn,” said Tyler with a hint of frustration. “He lied to you!”
“Technically his mom lied. Not him.”
“You do realize that’s bullshit right? He was a freaking twenty-one years old — now twenty-six. He could face you and tell you the truth instead of pretending that he died. He should know better than you’ll be hurt by that!”
“Maybe he has his own reasons,” I mumbled quietly, unsure why I defended him. I told myself that I merely did so because he wasn’t here to defend himself.
Tyler was quiet for a full three minutes but I knew he was there. The call was still connected and I could hear his breathing. When he finally spoke, his voice was so small that it seemed like he was talking from a distance. “You really like him, huh?”
“No.” I cursed myself inwardly. Who was I trying to kid? “I mean, yes, I guess. I don’t know, Ty. I don’t have much time to figure it out.”
Silence fell between us for one more time. I took in the view in between the cracked door of Sev sleeping in his bed, holding his stuffed toy. Every time I looked at him and had him stare at me with his big grey eyes, I was reminded of his father, of Frazier. And each time, my heart broke a little and I had to hold him against my chest to draw strength to heal and live on.
I breathed in deeply and let go, preparing myself for an out due conversation that Tyler and I should’ve had ages ago. He’d never asked any questions but that didn’t mean he didn’t deserve some sort of explanation. A closure.
“Ty, I don’t know how I feel for him. Even then, I didn’t know either. How could I? I was still in a relationship with you and even after you left, after you broke up with me,” I heard him taking a sharp intake of breath but didn’t stop, “I was confused with the whole thing. I thought we were the end game. I thought exes should stay in the past as you said back when we were in Carlton High. But the second you saw Faith, you forgot everything about us.”
“Autumn, you know that’s not true. There’s nothing going on between Faith and me.”
“I know that now but I didn’t know it back then. All I knew was you left me for your ex. I was stubborn, believing that I couldn’t throw away what we had so easily, so I didn’t give up. I tried to find out the real reason you left me. Frazier was there. He has always been there for me. But I was so fixated on you that I didn’t pay much attention to him. And when you hurt me, those words you’d said to me in your parents’ wedding, I went back to the old ways — do things I always did whenever someone hurt me.”
Tears prickled my eyes and I blinked them all away. It was still hurt talking about it even though the year had gone by.
“I used him, Ty, I shouldn’t have done that. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten him involved when I knew he had feelings for me. Then it was all gone downhill from there until out of the blue he forgave me. I should’ve known something was up but I didn’t.” This time the tears came down rolling and I let them. I let them create a small river flow down my cheeks that dropped down to my lap. “Now even though I knew he’s alive and for some unknown reason he didn’t tell me and let me believe otherwise, I couldn’t blame him because I’ve hurt him, Ty. And as much as it hurts me that he left, I could never hurt him again. I couldn’t let you hurt him.”
Tyler’s reply was brief. “Got it.”
We talked about something else, mostly about Sev, before we ended the call that day. It had been two years since and we had never mentioned Frazier.
I picked up my phone and dialed Ashwini, one of my friends from work who had two kids and sometimes helped me look after Sev. She picked up my call after the third time. “Hi, Ash, are you free this Sunday?”
There was simply not enough time for me to go through my closet. Today was Sunday and there had been two weddings back-to-back this weekend that I had to handle, being a manager of the event-management business that my dad owned. We started this business when I had to take a break from college due to being pregnant. At that time, I had free time on my hand and I always wanted to own an event-planning business so I’d informed my dad and borrowed money from him. Instead of lending me his money, he’d started a company and was about to hand it to me when I told him that I’d feel much better working as an employee while he kept the ownership. At least until one day when I had enough money to buy the company from him. As I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror of the gorgeous Metropolitan building, I counted to ten as it usually would give me a calming effect. The attire that I was currently wearing would not suitable for the reunion. Hell, it wasn't suitable for an event organiz
Frazier’s POV SHOCK RIPPED THROUGH ME as I stared at the girl a few feet away from me. It was her. It was Autumn. The color leached from her face and for a second, I was tempted to let go of Natalie’s hand, take a step forward, and pull Autumn into a hug. It’d been so long, so damn long and regardless of how many times I’d tried removing her from my mind, I always failed miserably. She turned and I had to watch her talking to him. I had no clue why but when I saw Autumn laughing with Tyler, touching his arm, as they both stood there looking like the world’s best couple, something inside me snapped. I couldn’t keep my gaze off of them. It was almost as if they were glued to them, to their every move. Especially to her face, her smile, the glint in her dark brown eyes. Coming here was clearly a mistake. It was better to stay away. At least I could dance around the idea that she was missing me every now and then. But it had been too damn long. Five years, ten months, and twenty-two d
AUTUMN’S POV I SHOULD’VE KNOWN IT WAS A BAD IDEA TO COME HERE. Besides having to see Frazier showing off his young and attractive girlfriend around, I had to endure hearing people mentioning my name in whispers and talking about how I had gotten ‘knocked-up’ in my first year of college. Normal people would’ve thought this was old news, especially since my baby boy was five years old now but these people in this glamorous room seemed to think otherwise. I’d heard weird-ass stories ranging from how I’d cheated on Tyler with someone I met in the bar to me having a bad, unsafe one-night stand with a stranger to get Tyler’s attention. If only they knew the truth. If only they knew that it was far more complicated than that. I ignored them, as always. Never denying nor agreeing. Let their imagination go wild. After all, I didn’t owe any of them any explanation. If I thought that these were bad, something worse was coming on my way when my phone rang. I quickly opened my purse and dug dee
FRAY “IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME.” The bartender at McSorley greeted us as soon as we settled down at my place at the bar. “Heya, Eoghan,” I greeted him back. “How are you, mate? Where’s that pretty girlfriend of yours?” If this was any other place, perhaps somewhere fancier, I would've replied with “which one?” but I knew there was only one girl I’d taken here and it was Autumn. “You know she’s not my girlfriend.” I pointed at Corbin, wanting to end this conversation about Autumn and my unrequited love. “This is my brother Corbin.” Eoghan slid his gaze to Corbin and a smile formed on his face. “Oh, I know him. He has been here for the last five years. Always come here with a toy. Do you know that superhero one with a hammer? The one that could summon lightning? Your brother put it on the table next to a pint of dark ale. What an odd company, I thought. But no judgment here.” “You brought Thor here?” I asked Corbin incredulously and his cheeks turned bright red, confirming what
Autumn’s POV I MOVED MY HEAD, TRYING TO NESTLE AGAINST THE PILLOW. It wasn’t as soft and fluffy as it usually was. Actually, it was hard, rigid even. My eyelids felt like they were glued but I forced them to open and that was when I realized I wasn't on my bed. I was on the sofa of Lenox Hill Hospital’s waiting room and what I thought was my pillow was Frazier’s thighs. I grabbed the back of the sofa and pulled myself up into a sitting position. “Good morning.” He gave me a small smile as if it was perfectly normal for me to sleep on his lap and for him to greet me when I woke up in the morning. “I’ve bought a coffee and a croissant.” “I’ve eaten croissants last night,” my brain answered automatically, never failing to remember when it came to foods. “I know. Last night was raspberry, today it’s peach.” Frazier pulled out the croissant from the paperback and undid the wrapping. He handed it to me before reaching out for a tissue and the styrofoam cup. “Bon appétit!” “I need to go
Frazier’s POV THE SECOND I GOT INTO MY CAR I called Isobel. As usual, she didn’t pick up her phone and her voicemail told me that she was busy and that I should schedule a phone call with her assistant Nancy Preston. I’d texted Nancy asking her to inform Isobel that she and I needed to talk. I put my phone aside and started the engine. Corbin had texted me saying that Dad and Clìodhna would be home for lunch and I should come to visit to prove to them that Corbin hadn’t lost his mind. I chuckled at that last bit. I knew he would have a problem convincing them that I was alive and that Isobel was lying. Like Autumn had said, it was hard to believe that a mother would lie about something like that. When I finally pulled my car into the driveway at one-thirty, Corbin was out the door before I put the vehicle in park. He had his hands inside his pocket but I could tell that he was annoyed. “Dude, be quick,” he muttered once I got out of the car. “Dad has a breakdown and Mom blamed me
I HEARD THE FRONT DOOR open and closed with a soft click and rushed to the living room to see Tyler walking in. He dropped his car keys carelessly on the mahogany side table and then moved towards me. “Hey,” I smiled. “How was it? Did you check out the lab? Did you like it?” Tyler came to New York not only for the reunion but he was looking for places that offered him an internship position before he graduated from Oxford. Two of the places were in New York. We always kept in touch through text messages and he had been telling me that he hoped one of the places was good so that he could move back to the United States, to New York, even if it was just for a year before he needed to complete his final year in Oxford. “Yeah.” He moved through the space between the two sofas until he stood in front of me. Our bodies were only a breath apart. So close that I had to look up to meet his eyes. Suddenly feeling uncomfortable, I turned around and started cleaning up Sev’s toys on the table.
Flashback to 5 years ago . . . FRAZIER I chased her all the way to the front of my house and caught her wrist. “Autumn, stop. You don’t have to leave.” She finally stopped and turned around to face me. “Look, Fray. Today has been really fun but I seriously don’t need another episode with your mom.” “She’s not my mom.” Autumn lifted one brow and I quickly added, “Well, technically, she did give birth to me but she is not my mom. She abandoned me a decade ago and I don’t fucking care about anything that woman says.” “I’m sorry.” Her eyes softened and she twirled her hand so she could squeeze mine. “Every child deserves their parents’ attention and love. I know how you feel. My parents aren’t always like this.” Taking a deep breath, she ducked her head and licked her bottom lip. “Anyway, I think it’s best if I just go home. We can continue being James Bond tomorrow.” With my free hand, I put a lock of curly dark-brown hair behind her ear and slid my hand to her chin then tilted her
Autumn POV AS I WALKED TOWARDS HIM, I started to feel nervous. Perhaps I shouldn’t do this. The look on his face was full of hope and the last thing I wanted was to turn it into sadness. The last thing I ever wanted was to break his heart. But at the same time, I knew this was the right thing to do—that I needed to do this for both of us to move on. Tyler hugged me the second his eyes met mine. I let myself relax in his embrace. This would be the last one. After a while I stepped backward, his hands dropped to the side of his face and when our eyes finally met again, I knew that he knew. He knew what I was going to say. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in the air as I watched his expression turn sour. “You don’t want to start over,” was all he said. “After all the things we’ve been through, you refused to give me another chance. Even after everything, Autumn? Really?” “Look, Ty, I really don’t want to do this but I have to.” I took a deep breath and tried my best to ignore the
Fray POV “YOU DO KNOW THAT I DON’T LIKE YOU, RIGHT?” Steven said after he took a swig of Corona Extra. I met his eyes deadpan, daring myself not to show any sign of weakness. “The sentiment is not lost on me although it does make me wonder.” “What?” “Pardon?” Steven growled. “It makes you wonder what?” “It makes me wonder how come a person dislikes someone he doesn’t truly know. Isn’t that a bit like saying you don’t like apples even though you’ve never eaten an apple?” There was a long silence before Steven finally replied. “Fine. You have a point there.” He took another swig of his beer, nearly finishing half of its content, then sighed. “Maybe I am a bit biased. All I know was my sister had a good relationship with Tyler before you stepped into the picture. And when you did, they broke up and she was heartbroken and pregnant. With your kid. Look, I don’t know what happened because she wouldn’t tell me and I wouldn’t force her to. But let’s make one thing clear. I wasn’t
FRAY THE PERSON SHE HAD IN MIND was none other than her brother Steven. I’d only met Steven twice. The first time was at Cas’s home a few years ago during Summer and the second, most recent one was at Tyler’s parents’ wedding. From what I’d gathered, he didn’t approve of me. He seemed to have a close relationship with Tyler so highly likely he blamed me for Autumn and Ty’s breakup. I gazed down at the cup of tea I was holding and took a deep breath in. Sometimes I wondered if I was the reason they were separating but I convinced myself that during my absence, they could’ve gone back together but they hadn’t. Thus I must not have been the reason. Looking at Sev who was sleeping on the couch next to me, I wasn’t so sure anymore. “Fray?” I heard Autumn before I saw her walking into the living room. She smiled the second her eyes found mine. One day, I would ask her. But not today. My lips stretched into a smile, mimicking hers as if they knew that they smiled simply because she was
AUTUMN I SMILED AS I WATCHED SEV sleeping in the middle of the bed, his arms stretched out and his mouth slightly opened. I turned around, leaving the door slightly open, and walked towards the living room where I had some work needing to be done. I always had the habit of bringing unfinished works home so that I could do them when Sev was sleeping. That way it wouldn’t cut any time I spent with Sev. I was halfway through the second draft when I heard his light footsteps followed by his voice. “Aren’t you going to sleep?” “No.” I moved my attention back to my laptop screen again. “I have to finish them so we could still go to the zoo tomorrow.” The couch dipped and I was suddenly aware of his presence. I gripped the paper a little tighter and turned to face him. “Go to sleep, Fray. You don’t need to wait for me.” “Fray,” he drawled. “It has been a while since you called me that.” Feeling slightly nervous about our closeness, I put my laptop aside, then stood and moved to the
FRAY I SWALLOWED HARD. Bollocks! It was hard not to cry when Sev was holding my hand tightly as if he was afraid I was going to leave. He brought me to the classroom inside the daycare where other kids were playing on the carpeted floor. It was even harder when he introduced me to his teachers and some of his little buddies. Parading me around as if to say, “See, I told you I have a dad.” My heart was breaking right there in the middle of the room surrounded by children. It ached so badly. But it immediately was healed the second Sev wrapped his arms around my legs and begged me to sit and play puzzles with him. At noon, Autumn called to check up on Sev. We had a brief video call before her next client came. The next phone call was the one I had been waiting for for days yet when it finally arrived now, I was a bit down about it. It was from Doctor Albright. “Mr. Ronan, we have the result.” “And?” I asked, feeling a bit impatient but at the same time afraid to hear the news.
I WAS ABOUT TO UNLOCK the door when my phone rang. I pulled my phone out of my bag and looked down at the caller ID. Aubrey Vincent. It was Tyler’s mom. Should I answer it? My finger moved on its own and before I knew it, I had my phone pressed on my ear. “Hi, Aubrey.” “How are you, Autumn?” “I-I’m good.” I cleared my throat in the hope that it would shake off this nervous feeling I suddenly had in the pit of my stomach. Previously I had never felt nervous talking to Audrey yet now, I could hardly keep my fingers from fiddling. “How are you? How’s everyone back in D.C.?” I started pacing in the hallway, glancing at the door every now and then. “We’re all good.” There were a few seconds of silence before she heavily sighed. “Look, I know you have a lot going on right now and I’m probably the last person you’d like to talk to but I really have to talk to you.” Now I felt bad for making her feel this way. I couldn’t help it. Talking to my ex’s mom whom I used to be very close was
This chapter is dedicated to Beth Webb-Hepler, Marlotte, Sonya Jones, & Cindy Simmons Mann who have voted for this book. Grazie!*********Autumn’s POVI PUT MY PHONE on the phone holder and Face-timed Steven while waiting for the red light to turn green. He picked up at the second tone, faster than usual. “Hey, sis, what’s up?” I glanced at the view of him sitting on his sofa, his gaze was moving back-to-back on me and what I expected was the TV. “Do you think I am a man-repellent?” I blurted out straight from the jar.“What?” He finally fixed his gaze on me. “What’s that?” “Just now Charlotte and I had a talk and she mentioned that I had this repellent thing on. Something to shoo men away. Be honest with me, Steven, do I have it on me?” Steven looked a tad uncomfortable. “You’re a single mother and a businesswoman, sis. You have a lot going on and a lot going on for you.” “True.” I took the left turn and then sighed. “Still, I’d like to think guys find me attractive. Like I’m a
Grazie mille! Thanks to your vote, POTI finally is promoted on GN App under the Billionaire tab - POPULAR! Here is a chapter to celebrate!*********AUTUMN“AUTUMN,” CHARLOTTE, MY ASSISTANT CALLED ME from behind her desk as I walked past it. “I’ve called Anna’s Wondrous Treats and they said they could lower the price for Derek and Michelle’s wedding as long as we book them for Yeni and Layla’s wedding.” “That’s great!” With Derek and Michelle’s many requests — in which one of them included a magician— it would help a lot if we could save some money from the catering. I flipped my wrist over and looked down at my watch. Seven PM. With the New York traffic, I was sure I’d be late for dinner. I knew it since two hours ago when the meeting with Yeni Parker and Layla Hall became longer than planned. Frazier had called twice today. He had mentioned that Sev was showing him around and introducing him to his friends and teacher. From what I’d heard so far, it seemed that they were having a g
This 2nd update of the day is dedicated to Merlinda Pancho Pi who has voted for this book. Grazie mille!*********AUTUMNTHIS WAS WEIRD. Definitely weird. How else would you describe sleeping next to your ex? Okay, I stood corrected. He was not my ex. We had never been boyfriend and girlfriend. No. We had slept together once —not exactly once, but you know what I mean—and it was a one-time thing. Albeit it resulted in me carrying his child, it did not necessarily make him my ex unless there was a term called ex-one-night-stand which I doubt its existence and logic.My head turned slightly, very slowly to the right and my eyes caught his dark blonde head bowed, his forehead nearly touching Sev’s. They looked so much alike. So much that it made me envious because I did not see any part of me in Sev even though I’d carried him in my womb for eight months and twelve days.I still remembered how small Sev was when he was born. I cried when I first saw him. Not only because it was a touchi