I stand under the hot spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the tension that had settled in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I hoped the steam could clear my mind as well. Kane's words echo in my head, mingling with the sound of the water splashing against the tiles. "I know it's going to take time and effort for me to gain your trust again."I sigh, pressing my forehead against the cool tile. Trust was such a fragile thing, so easily shattered and so difficult to rebuild. I want to believe him, wanted to let go of the hurt and uncertainty, but the scars run deep. Still, the memory of his concern and determination tugged at my heart. We've been through so much together, and even now, there was a part of me that misses the way things used to be.After what felt like an eternity, I turn off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel. I move slowly, my thoughts still churning as I dry off and slip into my pajamas.When I finally emerge from the bathroom,
Farrow and Jay are getting married.....Kane is standing at the alter behind Jay's brother looking all types of handsome, he's part of the wedding part. He looks incredible in his suit. I shift in my seat a few times telling my hormones to cool down. We havent made love in over two months and my body is starting to fight with me. I want to jump his bones everytime I see him. The ceremony is taking place in an elegant manor on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by rolling hills and lush gardens. Inside, the intimate room for the ceremony is transformed into a breathtaking floral wonderland. Gold-painted roses and white lilies cover the walls from floor to ceiling. The golden roses shimmer in the soft light, contrasting beautifully with the pure white lilies. The fragrance of the flowers fills the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.All the guests are dressed in all black outfits. The women are wearing sleek black gowns, and men donned classic black suits. Their attires a
I’m sitting in a designated room at the wedding reception, away from the lively celebrations. The room is dimly lit, with a warm, golden glow emanating from the antique chandeliers. In the center of the room, a single swing hangs from the ceiling, covered with delicate flowers that match the decor of the ceremony. I sit on the swing, gently swaying back and forth, lost in thought.The door creaks open, and I look up to see Kane walk in. His eyes immediately find mine, a
“Not that my opinion counts but I think you should tell him.” Noni says looking at me closely. She stands up from my sofa placing her hands on her waist her face serious. She takes two steps backwards and then she takes three forward. She’s in her thinking mode; she’s looking for to tell me this without sounding judgmental. She’s thoughtful like that. “I don’t think so.” I say looking at her. She frowns at my words and she starts moving backwards again. “Shalom this is a baby we’re talking about here. What’s your plan? Are you going to hide the baby from him?” She asks coming to sit next to me. “I’m not hiding anything from him. He doesn’t even know I’m pregnant. How can I hide something that he doesn’t have prior knowledge of in the first place?” I say and I see the disappointment in her face. “That’s a whole lot of donkey shit and you know it.” She says and I look at her sad. “He deserves to know.” I don’t want to tell Kane. He and I have a complicated situation as is; adding a
“Welcome home.” My cousin Nathan says standing at his guest bedroom door. He looks at me for a long time, silent. He’s looking at me like I’m a stranger. I guess, I kind of am a stranger in a way. We haven’t seen each other in over six years. The last time we saw each other we were young; right at the cusp of becoming young adults. He’s looking at me like he’s trying to figure out who I am; I bet I have the same look on my face. “Thank you for this.” I say gesturing to the room. I walk to the bed and sit down, my body is tired from the flight but my mind is working over time. I’m having sensory overload with being back. My brain is trying to adjust to being back home. It feels like I’m having a culture shock. I know what South Africa is and it shouldn’t scare me but I’ve been away for so long that it feels like I have to relearn everything. My body feels off, I know it’s probably jet lag. “It’s nothing.” He says smiling at me. “I’ll be out of your hair soon,” I say and he shak
“What does your day look like today.” My mother asks walking into the kitchen. She sits at the kitchen table looking at me. I pour her a cup of coffee and walk to the table to give it to her. I sit down sipping on my own coffee. “I don’t have anything booked for today,” I say and she looks at me surprised. “Are you okay?” she asks concerned. I rarely have any off days so she automatically thinks that I must be sick or something “I’m okay. I just thought I should give myself a day off.” I say and she smiles at me. “Do you think you can stick to the day off?” She asks skeptical because she knows me very well. “I’m going to try,” I say truthfully. I work from home as a virtual assistant so it’s hard to take time off. I often struggle to find a balance between working from home and taking time out. I wake up and the work is right there. I just can’t switch off; the only thing that puts me off is when I’m too tired to get out of bed or if I’m sick. I know that neither of these reasons
2 years later “Hi.” I say when Jay opens the door. He smiles at me warmly. “”Hi, come in.” He says moving back to let me in. we hug and then he closes the door. “You look good.” I say walking behind him down the hallway. “I do? Thank you.” He says turning back to look at me. “I started going to the gym.” He says smiling at me. “I can tell.” I say smiling at him too. He really does look good. He lost a lot of weight. I can hear a lot of voices talking at the end of the hallway. I can tell he invited a lot of people. “I want to go back to my university body.” He says when walking into the dining room. I enter the room last and my eyes scan the people at the table. I recognize a few of them but I don’t know a lot of the others. “You were really buff then.” I say smiling at the many faces staring at me. “Hi everyone.” I say at the awkward silence in the room. They’re staring at me open mouthed and they’re making me feel self-conscious. I never know what to do when people stare at me
“I’m glad Jay convinced you to stay.” Kane says sitting on the sofa Jay just vacated. “He was pretty insistent I stay longer.” I say looking at him, feeling a bit weird. I’ve thought about this moment so many times. I’ve spent hours imagining what it would be like to meet him after all these years. But nothing could’ve prepared me for what I’m feeling right now. It feels like I’m the same girl that fell in love with him so many years ago. A decade ago to be exactly, I have the same feelings I would get when he was around. I feel so much excitement, joy, curiosity and intrigue. The only difference is there is a new feeling that plagues me; incompetence. He feels and looks different. He carries himself different; he has this air about him that makes me feel like I don’t belong. I’m struggling with that feeling because Kane is the only person I felt understood me. “I asked him to keep you here.” He says smiling guiltily. “So that’s why he bolted out of here when you walked in,” I say