Describe Ronan in one word...
RonanMy mind conjured images of Elena in David’s embrace. How dare she do this to me? Yes, I don’t love her. However, I never led her on. In our three years of marriage, I never tried to raise her hopes. Elena, on the other hand, didn’t stop reminding me how much she loved me. She always told me I was her first and last in everything, and I felt my heart swell whenever she made those comments. I guess the only thing I beat that Spencer guy in was being the first man to take her virginity.“Why am I so pissed off about Elena being in the hands of her old flame?” It must be because she had been lying to me for the longest time. I wished I could get to hit that David guy once again. I should have beaten him to a pulp and broke some bones, even. Then I’ll see how he’d dare to touch my woman again. “Shit!”I quickly swerved an oncoming vehicle just now, and would have been involved in an accident if I didn’t react fast enough.“How dare you occupy my head like this, Elena Jones?” I pack
Elena“Hubby, aren’t you done yet? I hope you haven’t forgotten about our plans.” This should be my fourth message to Ronan in the last thirty minutes. I’ve been texting him all night, but there has been no response. Today is our third wedding anniversary, and he was never free to celebrate the first or the second anniversary. My heart swelled with so much joy after persuading hubby non-stop, and he finally agreed. The decoration I made could make anyone a hopeless romantic. I just can’t wait for hubby to get here. The white lace tablecloth, scented candles, and the scattered rose petals looked so beautiful, but everything looked out of place since I was the only one at the table. It’s already 10 o’clock, and the cream on the cake is almost melted completely. Even the candles are almost burnt out. “Hubby, where are you?” [Ring!][Ring!!][Ring!!!]Is that Ronan? “Hello, Auntie?” “Elena, dear, happy third anniversary! Time flies so fast, doesn’t it? You’ve been married for three
ElenaI remained in the same sitting position, my thoughts jumbled up. My tears had already dried up, but I was still staring listlessly at the divorce agreement. I didn’t even remember how long I’d been in this same spot.“Ronan, when I grow up, would you really marry me?” I was young and naive and allowed the words of the adults to influence me.“Yes. Let’s get married when you grow up.” Ronan replied cheerfully. His face was warm and innocent. He had the brightest of smiles that were only reserved for me. When the sun shone on his white shirt, my young heart wavered, and I knew he was the one for me. I was so little, yet my heart settled on him and never wavered after that.Why didn’t I wake up from that childhood fantasy when he started dating Darcy? Why didn’t I wake up when his father had to force him to marry me three years ago?It’s because I love him and only want to spend the rest of my life with him. But why can’t Ronan just love me back? Haven’t I been a dutiful wife to my
ElenaHuh! Where am I? A soft bed, white ceiling, the smell of medicine, disinfectants… Hospital! I’m in a hospital. At least I’m not dead, but I was in my room at dawn. How…“First of all, congratulations, Mrs Simpson. You’re pregnant.” A young man walked into the room and broke the news that shocked me into silence.“Calm down, ma’am. Just take a deep breath, okay? You’re in the hospital.” Judging from the white gown and his utterances, I bet he’s a doctor.“Doctor, you said I’m pregnant? Are you sure you have the right diagnosis? How did I get here?” I can’t believe this. When was the last time Ronan even touched me?“Mrs. Simpson, you passed out in your room last night. Your housekeeper brought you here. He’s waiting outside as we speak.” Oh, so that’s what happened, huh?“I’m sorry, ma’am, but we need to abort the baby. It’s the only way to keep you safe.”What the heck! I just found out about my pregnancy, and now I need to abort the baby to keep me safe. Safe from what? Did I h
Elena"You should have walked out of our lives peacefully, but no. You wanted to take my husband down with you.” Those words coming from Auntie felt like a slap in the face. Am I so forgettable? Why do I always get rejected by the people I’ve come to trust so much?My father was a military man in the same unit as Uncle Simpson. The two were so close that my father didn’t think twice about saving Uncle Simpson when they went on a very dangerous mission. After that incident, Uncle Simpson felt like he owed his life to my father. We were also neighbors, which made our relationship even closer.I grew up considering Aunt Delores my mother. We were incredibly close, even more so than she was with her own daughter. I didn’t have a mother while growing up, and for the longest time, it was Dad and myself. Mom left when I was only five, and I never heard of her again since then. Now, the person I grew to love as a mother was telling me to get out of her life.Why must Auntie treat me this way
Elena“Madam, welcome home.” I just got back to our home, but before I could walk through the front door, the butler rushed toward me and greeted me too enthusiastically for my liking. I didn't know what he was trying to do or say, but I was too exhausted to pay attention to anything else. I felt lightheaded and weak, hence, I only wished to take a warm bath, eat something, and have a shut eye. I need the peace and quiet for my peace of mind right now. “Benson, you're standing in my way. What's happening?” I could hear how faint my voice was. My situation was that bad, and I could pass out at any moment if care wasn't taken. I haven't had a single bite since yesterday's breakfast. “Madam, forgive my impudence, but it's not advisable that you go in right now. In fact, I suggest you sleep outside tonight.”What the heck! Could someone tell me what was happening here? “Benson!” I used all the energy I could muster in calling out to him, and he could tell I was exhausted. More so, I
ElenaThe charity gala was still being discussed online. I felt like a discarded shoe when I saw all the blessings and well wishes the two received. What broke me more was a comment that Darcy and Ronan should just get married already. "Dear, I'm so sorry; my boss just assigned me an impromptu client, so I can't accompany you today. I’ll make it up to you....Elena. I'm really sorry." We haven’t seen each other in the past three years, and I was really looking forward to having a good time with my friend. "It's okay, Nancy. Take care of yourself. I’ll be fine here." Being a busy lawyer was much better than a desperate housewife trapped in marriage.Hanging up the phone, I decided to start my shopping spree. I was soon at a maternity and baby products store. The TV displayed pictures of babies and the various baby items available. It was so cute that I couldn't help but walk in.“Welcome, madam, what would you like assistance with?” A cheerful sales attendant approached me with a con
ElenaThe clouds began to gather, and the streets of Lockwood were soon becoming empty. Everyone was hurrying toward their destinations, but a certain individual walked among the sea of people like a headless chicken. The lonely figure was none other than myself, Elena Jones.I didn’t know what direction my life would take from now, and what to do next seemed so unclear. My heart felt hollow as I questioned everything I ever believed. The more unloved I felt, the more confused I was about bringing a child into this cruel world, or should I just leave with the baby? We would both be together in the afterlife, and I feel it was a better option than to leave my baby in this cruel world. Suddenly, I was jolted to my senses and moved out of the way reflexively. A few young men on motorbikes began to cackle provocatively while surrounding me. One of the riders nearly ran over me. Landing butt-down on the ground, my senses kicked in. I was in trouble.There were three men in total, and
RonanMy mind conjured images of Elena in David’s embrace. How dare she do this to me? Yes, I don’t love her. However, I never led her on. In our three years of marriage, I never tried to raise her hopes. Elena, on the other hand, didn’t stop reminding me how much she loved me. She always told me I was her first and last in everything, and I felt my heart swell whenever she made those comments. I guess the only thing I beat that Spencer guy in was being the first man to take her virginity.“Why am I so pissed off about Elena being in the hands of her old flame?” It must be because she had been lying to me for the longest time. I wished I could get to hit that David guy once again. I should have beaten him to a pulp and broke some bones, even. Then I’ll see how he’d dare to touch my woman again. “Shit!”I quickly swerved an oncoming vehicle just now, and would have been involved in an accident if I didn’t react fast enough.“How dare you occupy my head like this, Elena Jones?” I pack
Ronan“What! Are you serious?” I blurted in shock, grabbing my phone tightly. I didn’t wish to believe what I was hearing, but it’s Elena and David Spencer we’re talking about here.“Calm down, Ronan. A college friend just gave me the information. I don’t know if that’s true, but many people know how close they were. Maybe someone just overreacted. Go and see for yourself..” Darcy’s voice sounded hesitant, and I felt it as she tried to hold back more information. Even at a time like this, she still tried to speak up for Elena. How could Elena despise someone as accommodating as Darcy?I disconnected the call without bidding Darcy goodbye, because her attempts at defending Elena were getting on my nerves. Those two had history, and I would be a fool to believe that this was merely a coincidence. Opening my tracker app, I quickly found where Elena was, and drove to the hospital after entering the GPS coordinates. Along the way, a thousand and one thoughts run through my mind as I kep
ElenaThe clouds began to gather, and the streets of Lockwood were soon becoming empty. Everyone was hurrying toward their destinations, but a certain individual walked among the sea of people like a headless chicken. The lonely figure was none other than myself, Elena Jones.I didn’t know what direction my life would take from now, and what to do next seemed so unclear. My heart felt hollow as I questioned everything I ever believed. The more unloved I felt, the more confused I was about bringing a child into this cruel world, or should I just leave with the baby? We would both be together in the afterlife, and I feel it was a better option than to leave my baby in this cruel world. Suddenly, I was jolted to my senses and moved out of the way reflexively. A few young men on motorbikes began to cackle provocatively while surrounding me. One of the riders nearly ran over me. Landing butt-down on the ground, my senses kicked in. I was in trouble.There were three men in total, and
ElenaThe charity gala was still being discussed online. I felt like a discarded shoe when I saw all the blessings and well wishes the two received. What broke me more was a comment that Darcy and Ronan should just get married already. "Dear, I'm so sorry; my boss just assigned me an impromptu client, so I can't accompany you today. I’ll make it up to you....Elena. I'm really sorry." We haven’t seen each other in the past three years, and I was really looking forward to having a good time with my friend. "It's okay, Nancy. Take care of yourself. I’ll be fine here." Being a busy lawyer was much better than a desperate housewife trapped in marriage.Hanging up the phone, I decided to start my shopping spree. I was soon at a maternity and baby products store. The TV displayed pictures of babies and the various baby items available. It was so cute that I couldn't help but walk in.“Welcome, madam, what would you like assistance with?” A cheerful sales attendant approached me with a con
Elena“Madam, welcome home.” I just got back to our home, but before I could walk through the front door, the butler rushed toward me and greeted me too enthusiastically for my liking. I didn't know what he was trying to do or say, but I was too exhausted to pay attention to anything else. I felt lightheaded and weak, hence, I only wished to take a warm bath, eat something, and have a shut eye. I need the peace and quiet for my peace of mind right now. “Benson, you're standing in my way. What's happening?” I could hear how faint my voice was. My situation was that bad, and I could pass out at any moment if care wasn't taken. I haven't had a single bite since yesterday's breakfast. “Madam, forgive my impudence, but it's not advisable that you go in right now. In fact, I suggest you sleep outside tonight.”What the heck! Could someone tell me what was happening here? “Benson!” I used all the energy I could muster in calling out to him, and he could tell I was exhausted. More so, I
Elena"You should have walked out of our lives peacefully, but no. You wanted to take my husband down with you.” Those words coming from Auntie felt like a slap in the face. Am I so forgettable? Why do I always get rejected by the people I’ve come to trust so much?My father was a military man in the same unit as Uncle Simpson. The two were so close that my father didn’t think twice about saving Uncle Simpson when they went on a very dangerous mission. After that incident, Uncle Simpson felt like he owed his life to my father. We were also neighbors, which made our relationship even closer.I grew up considering Aunt Delores my mother. We were incredibly close, even more so than she was with her own daughter. I didn’t have a mother while growing up, and for the longest time, it was Dad and myself. Mom left when I was only five, and I never heard of her again since then. Now, the person I grew to love as a mother was telling me to get out of her life.Why must Auntie treat me this way
ElenaHuh! Where am I? A soft bed, white ceiling, the smell of medicine, disinfectants… Hospital! I’m in a hospital. At least I’m not dead, but I was in my room at dawn. How…“First of all, congratulations, Mrs Simpson. You’re pregnant.” A young man walked into the room and broke the news that shocked me into silence.“Calm down, ma’am. Just take a deep breath, okay? You’re in the hospital.” Judging from the white gown and his utterances, I bet he’s a doctor.“Doctor, you said I’m pregnant? Are you sure you have the right diagnosis? How did I get here?” I can’t believe this. When was the last time Ronan even touched me?“Mrs. Simpson, you passed out in your room last night. Your housekeeper brought you here. He’s waiting outside as we speak.” Oh, so that’s what happened, huh?“I’m sorry, ma’am, but we need to abort the baby. It’s the only way to keep you safe.”What the heck! I just found out about my pregnancy, and now I need to abort the baby to keep me safe. Safe from what? Did I h
ElenaI remained in the same sitting position, my thoughts jumbled up. My tears had already dried up, but I was still staring listlessly at the divorce agreement. I didn’t even remember how long I’d been in this same spot.“Ronan, when I grow up, would you really marry me?” I was young and naive and allowed the words of the adults to influence me.“Yes. Let’s get married when you grow up.” Ronan replied cheerfully. His face was warm and innocent. He had the brightest of smiles that were only reserved for me. When the sun shone on his white shirt, my young heart wavered, and I knew he was the one for me. I was so little, yet my heart settled on him and never wavered after that.Why didn’t I wake up from that childhood fantasy when he started dating Darcy? Why didn’t I wake up when his father had to force him to marry me three years ago?It’s because I love him and only want to spend the rest of my life with him. But why can’t Ronan just love me back? Haven’t I been a dutiful wife to my
Elena“Hubby, aren’t you done yet? I hope you haven’t forgotten about our plans.” This should be my fourth message to Ronan in the last thirty minutes. I’ve been texting him all night, but there has been no response. Today is our third wedding anniversary, and he was never free to celebrate the first or the second anniversary. My heart swelled with so much joy after persuading hubby non-stop, and he finally agreed. The decoration I made could make anyone a hopeless romantic. I just can’t wait for hubby to get here. The white lace tablecloth, scented candles, and the scattered rose petals looked so beautiful, but everything looked out of place since I was the only one at the table. It’s already 10 o’clock, and the cream on the cake is almost melted completely. Even the candles are almost burnt out. “Hubby, where are you?” [Ring!][Ring!!][Ring!!!]Is that Ronan? “Hello, Auntie?” “Elena, dear, happy third anniversary! Time flies so fast, doesn’t it? You’ve been married for three