Edward
I looked around the sophisticated restaurant, filled with people chatting happily, all seeming to be enjoying themselves, pleased with each other's company. Except for me.
"And she dressed so poorly, mon cher," the woman in front of me continued with her endless monologue. "I can't even imagine where she buys all those horrible and démodé clothes."
I reached for the almost-empty wine glass; I had already had a few that night and brought the crystal to my lips once again, thirsty.
Only the wine could make me endure everything that came out of Louise's mouth since she sat across from me in that restaurant.
"Do you remember that roommate of yours in college?"
BeatriceI couldn't believe what I saw; my eyes would never deceive me. The man sitting at the restaurant table, to which I had just arrived with Timothy and Andrew, was undoubtedly Edward. The woman beside him was equally unmistakable, with her aristocratic posture and her always elevated nose, typical of the woman with whom Edward had had a relationship and who had never managed to overcome the end. The fact that they were having dinner together, so long after, spoke volumes about it.Apparently, Andrew didn't notice Edward's presence, but Timothy seemed quite attentive."Why did you suddenly become so sad, Beatrice?"I looked at the boy next to me, surprised by the precise question about what I was feeling. I felt a bit guilty for letting my feelings show on a night that should be a celebration."It was just a passing discomfort," I said, blatantly lying. The guilt increased a bit. "But I'm feeling better now, don't worry."Timothy looked at me attentively, probably trying to figur
BeatriceAfter returning from the bathroom, I kept an eye on the nearby table, but I didn't see them return to the dining area, concluding that they must have paid the bill and left after the unwanted and entirely unnecessary encounter in the corridor.However, the scene wouldn't leave my mind, and I kept replaying Edward's approach, leaving me extremely irritated because I was certain that the false and deceitful woman would be capable of completely twisting the situation and making him believe that I was the one who initiated the confrontation, which is entirely ridiculous.The rest of the dinner proceeded smoothly; after all, the source of my discomfort had already left. It's challenging, but I just realized that Edward still has the power to affect me, even after so much time apart.Andrew naturally drove me home. I just didn't expect to find an unfamiliar car parked in front of the residence. I felt a slight apprehension, fearing it might be someone with malicious intentions lurk
BeatriceI stared at Edward, eagerly awaiting his response. I was genuinely curious about the reason that brought him to my house, considering he had no obligation to account for the women he went out with, especially after a year without contact."You're right, Beatrice," Edward agreed, looking visibly uncomfortable. "I shouldn't have come here today. Forgive me."He stood up and approached me, who had chosen a strategic position as far away as possible from where he was sitting on the couch."I'm leaving," Edward announced. "But before, and as much as you say it's not necessary, I repeat that Louise and I have no involvement."I couldn't contain the cynical and disdainful laugh that escaped my lips, considering his insistence on the matter, even after acknowledging the truth of my words."Alright, Edward," I replied, maintaining the ironic smile on my face. "I'll note that information. Will it make any difference in my life? No."Edward let out a deep sigh, and now his expression wa
BeatriceSince that unexpected encounter with Edward, my mind had become a mess of conflicting emotions. I couldn't avoid confronting the truth, even if it was painful. Andrew and I had been together for months, but I realized something was wrong.I needed to tell the truth to Andrew, and that's what I intended to do when we met at my house the next night. He looked at me with concern, and the concern was justified. I didn't know how to approach the subject, but I knew I had to."Andrew, we need to talk," I began, choosing my words carefully. "I've been thinking a lot about us and our relationship." He furrowed his brow, clearly concerned. The closeness we had built over the past few months couldn't be ignored. Andrew was a kind, affectionate man who treated me with a level of respect I had never experienced before.
BeatriceThe situation caught me completely off guard, and I ended up agreeing with the suggestion because I didn't want to disappoint Timothy on such an important day for him. So, we went to Timothy's school, where we spent some extra time to ease his first day at an English school, considering he was Ukrainian, and this transition could be challenging.As we were heading back to my house - Edward insisted on driving me back - I took the opportunity to question Edward about the subject he had avoided before taking Timothy to school. This time, he answered promptly."I didn't know Abigail intended to bring Timothy to our house the first time she did it," he began to explain. "I was returning from a trip to Scotland and hadn't gone to the office. After that, I decided to spend some time with Timothy."
BeatriceWhen we finally arrived in front of my house, the atmosphere in the car was much lighter. I thanked Andrew for the ride and prepared to leave quickly, aware that Edward was waiting, along with Timothy. However, Andrew held my hand, preventing me from getting out."Do I deserve a kiss from my girlfriend?" Andrew asked with a tender smile.I felt obligated to grant my boyfriend's request, after all, I genuinely liked him. The kiss between us was tender and passionate, and for a moment, I could forget all the confusion surrounding my life.When the kiss finally ended, I felt my heart warm, and I returned the smile that lit up Andrew's face."Should I be concerned that your ex-husband is waiting for you at your house?" Andrew as
EdwardWithout anyone needing to explicitly state it, I noticed how Beatrice tried to maintain a certain distance between Timothy and me, something that became more evident each day.I understood that reigniting our marriage would be a challenging task, filled with unspoken words and silences that spoke for themselves. Especially considering my mistake in trying to win her back months after our separation.I was left to accept whatever was possible, even if it was little, sometimes almost nothing on her part. Anything was better than nothing.When Beatrice started coming home every day with Smith, something that became a routine since the day she was late, which hadn't happened before, it was clear that a significant change had occurred in their relationship.
BeatriceI lived in what seemed like a normal relationship with a man who made his love for me clear. However, the feeling of happiness and fulfillment eluded me. The reasons for this emptiness were unknown to me, and I did my best to avoid confronting them, indefinitely postponing this reflection. Not even at that moment, when I was finishing my activities in the newspaper office and getting ready to go home with my perfect partner, was it appropriate to address these thoughts. Everything seemed perfect, but something was out of tune. A discreet knock on the door indicated that Andrew was waiting, ready for us to go home together, as we always did."Hi, dear," he greeted me, quickly kissing my lips. "Can we go?""Of course," I agreed without hesitation. We went down the elevator to the basement, and when we were alre
BeatriceLittle Avery came into the world a few months later, full of health and energy, captivating everyone with her charming smile and sweet temperament. Edward, who had already proven to be a responsible and present father to Timothy, repeated the same loving commitment to Avery. He continued to be the man I always wished for by my side, and his dedication only confirmed that the disappointments of the past were definitively overcome.Our routine was cozy, and seeing our children grow up happy and content filled my heart with joy and fulfillment. Through ups and downs, we remained united, building a lovely and happy family.Two Years LaterBeatriceAfter more than six years of official marriage, Edward decided to sur
AndrewAccepting the invitation to dinner at Beatrice and Edward's house was a sudden decision. I felt hesitant, but at the same time, intrigued by the opportunity to rekindle the friendship that had been shaken by emotional issues.Talking extensively with Beatrice in the preceding days brought much-needed clarity. I realized that the weight of trying to win the love of a woman still in love with her ex-husband was a mistake. The friendship with Beatrice, after all, was much more valuable than any unrequited romantic desire.Upon arriving at Beatrice and Maddock's house, I noticed the presence of Abigail, Edward's sister. An inexplicable nervousness seized me, arousing my curiosity. We exchanged glances, and a subtle tension hung between us, something I admit I did not overlook.
BeatriceWe conversed animatedly during dinner, reminiscing about stories and sharing laughter. I looked at my husband, that beautiful man now entirely dedicated to my needs, reflecting on how much our lives had changed since the day I left that house, determined to forget a year of rejection I lived with Edward and pretend that I no longer loved him when in reality, my love for him only grew each day."While Timothy is almost a young man, Archie is just a baby, and Beatrice is pregnant, soon she'll also have her baby in her arms," Sebastian commented suggestively, looking at Elizabeth, and we all eagerly awaited to hear what he would say next, with smiles of anticipation on our faces. "I also want to have a baby, my love."He didn't disappoint us. We all found what he said very funny, and Elizabeth tu
BeatriceToday I woke up with uncontained joy in my heart. As I got ready for work, I found myself smiling at the mirror, my hands gently caressing the slight swell of my belly. I was radiant, feeling a deep connection with the little being growing inside me.Upon arriving at the office, I was greeted with warm wishes from colleagues and friends. Everyone noticed my good mood, and I couldn't help but share the news of my pregnancy with them. Each smile and congratulations made my day even more special.I was heading back to my office after a meeting when I nearly bumped into Andrew. I hadn't seen him in weeks. The way he had exited my life had left me hurt and confused. However, upon seeing him again, I felt a strange calm in his presence."Hello, Beatrice,
BeatriceDespite everything that had happened between us, my heart insisted that I should trust Edward. I decided to trust him in the same way he trusted me. And so, with the security of his love and confidence in his loyalty, I shared about my pregnancy. His happiness was so evident that there was no room to doubt his feelings."We should tell Timothy," Edward said with remarkable enthusiasm."I'll pick him up from school with you," I said, equally excited. "And together, we can share this news with him."Edward agreed immediately, shutting down his computer and grabbing his work folder. We walked together toward the door. Passing by Edward's secretary, I briefly recounted what had happened when I arrived at his office that afternoon."Who are you calling?" I asked, surprised to see him dialing a number on his phone.Edward just waved his hand, asking me for a moment, but he hugged me, keeping me close to his body while making the mysterious call."Mrs. Steve? Yes, it's me," Edward s
EdwardDespite Beatrice choosing a safe distance between us, the fact that we were willing to clarify everything left me satisfied."I haven't spoken to or seen Louise for months, Beatrice, since that night at the restaurant when we reunited, and she acted rudely and disrespectfully toward you. Something I could never forgive."Beatrice seemed about to interrupt me, opening and closing her mouth several times but managed to stay silent, so I continued with my explanation."Today, Louise showed up at my company unannounced, and I received her as I would with any acquaintance because that's exactly what she is to me now," I made a point to emphasize that. "She was seeking strong sponsorship for her modeling career, and apparently, her finances aren't doing well. She thought appealing to me and our history would be a good idea.""And it seems like it worked," Beatrice interrupted with visible irritation. "You were about to kiss each other."I took a deep breath and struggled to keep calm
BeatriceTo my complete horror, Edward wasn't alone in the room, and the scene before me was, in fact, highly compromising. I was speechless, as I didn't expect to find Louise Orleans in my husband's office."What's going on here, Edward!?"Edward and Louise were standing face to face, with her hands clasping my husband's neck, and he was holding her hands with his own. I was bewildered. What exactly was happening there? Were they about to kiss? The scene denoted an unacceptable level of intimacy."It's not what you're thinking, Beatrice," Edward quickly distanced himself from Louise, removing her hands from around his neck. "Louise was just leaving, right, Louise?"Edward looked at Louise quite eloquently, sugg
EdwardI left home that morning with a wonderful sense of peace and well-being after a family breakfast. Timothy was also radiant."Tell me more about your mother, Timothy. I want to get to know the woman who raised you so wonderfully well. Never forget how special you are to us, Beatrice and me."During the drive to school, Timothy shared emotionally charged details about his mother and life in Kyiv before the war reached the city.When I parked the car in front of the school, Timothy's words deeply surprised me."And I'll be very happy if our family grows, and I get a little brother like Archie."Beatrice and I had never discussed children before; after all, our ma
BeatriceTimothy was ecstatic about the idea of moving to Edward's mansion, which only strengthened my confidence in the decision. Edward invited us to visit the house the next day, keeping the reason for the visit a secret, which made me anxious.When we arrived at Edward's house the next morning, I didn't see anything out of the ordinary that could catch my attention or be the surprise he intended to show us. However, when he led Timothy and me to the first floor of the house, we finally discovered what he had planned."Wow!" Timothy exclaimed, covering his mouth with his hand, his eyes shining with admiration."How beautiful!" I said, equally enchanted.Once again, Edward managed to touch my heart, breaking down the barriers I had