"Daddy?" Melody calls from the back garden as I bake her cookies that she had helped me make this fine Saturday morning. "Yes, baby?" "Look," she says, bringing me a frog that looks worse for wear and frightened for its life. "Whatcha got there, a frog?" I ask her. "Mhm, it was in the flowers," she tells me. "That's pretty cool, but I think we should let him return to his little house now. We're nearly ready to go to grandma's." "Already?" She asks, looking up and onto the side for the cookies. "Three minutes. Can you go put your friend back?" I ask. She nods, leaving me in the kitchen to head out the back door again as Josh enters the kitchen with a grin. "What has you so happy?" I ask him with a smirk. "Charlotte got that promotion..." he grins, looking out the window to the garden where Melody is kissing the damn frog. Urg! I hope it doesn't have germs. "Have you been reading Princess and the Frog?" He asks me, chuckling at the sight before him. Melody finally lets the
THE WEIRD, WEIRD THING ABOUT DEVASTATING LOSS IS THAT LIFE ACTUALLY GOES ON. WHEN YOU'RE FACED WITH A TRAGEDY, A LOSS SO HUGE THAT YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW YOU CAN LIVE THROUGH IT, SOMEHOW, THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING, THE SECONDS KEEP TICKING. - JAMES PATTERSON———Sebastian "How are you today?" Laura asks me as I sit opposite her, draping my leather jacket over my knee much as I always do.I sigh, taking in a jagged breath, ready to relay my thoughts and feelings regarding this being our last penned appointment."I'm worried. I know you all say I'm doing better, that I'm ready to take control of my own life, but I'm scared. I don't want to return to being that version of myself.""That's understandable, but truly, Seb, you are doing so much better.""If I were, this stupid depression wouldn't still be around," I whine."Don't be silly. I think we have both worked through this before. You've lost your wife, someone you never dreamed of losing so early in your lif
Four Years Later Sebastian"Melody!" I yell from the kitchen, assembling her lunch that I should have done last night but instead decided to sneak in a workout instead. "Melody!!" I call again when she doesn't call back, staying silent, probably searching high and low for one of her rabbits in the bunny room next to her bedroom. "Christ, why does she have to feed her rabbits this time of day?" I mutter to myself, sipping the lunch bag up before ensuring she has water in her flask for school."MELODY! We need to go," I yell, walking through the kitchen and living room, coming to stand at the bottom of the stairs.I reach for my blazer, grabbing my coat too because it's raining, my keys from the hook and my umbrella from the basket.Her footfalls sound from upstairs shortly before she calls back to me."Coming, Daddy," her sweet, innocent voice filters through the house, making me feel terrible for yelling again. "Come on, baby. We're going to be late again.""I'm sorry, I couldn't f
SebastianMy first meeting passed with ease; contracts are signed, awaiting for the legal team to finalise them. But unfortunately, I have to head downstairs to give over the paperwork myself because I have no PA to do such a task.I pass by everyone on that level with hooded eyes as I note stares from each employee. I've never felt judged as much as I had walked through to our lawyer's office, yet even then, I didn't mention it, only passing the paperwork off as Kennedy took it from my hand."They signed?" She grins at me, excitement flitting through her features."They did, exceptionally quickly considering. I hate to be as excited as I am, but I know this is a big deal for the company.""You're right, Mr King. Their business will rake in the revenue whilst we branch out.""Make sure you get the paperwork completed quickly; I best get upstairs for my next meeting," I suggest, standing away from her desk as I ready myself to walk through the legal department again. "Ignore the rumo
Deep brown pools of mud invite me in.A moment transpires between us, something happening that I can't put my finger on. But I snap out of it. Turning to my father with furrowed brows, turning my attention back to the problem at hand rather than the strange woman who breached my protocols."It's okay, Cassy. I own this building much like tower one; ignore my son.""This is my office, father... and this is my half of the business," I remind him."Neither here nor by. Anyway, as Cassy enlightened you, we know. We've pulled the CCTV footage here in tower two. We are suing both parties that made a false allegation," he grins, taking a seat at my desk, angering me as the desk chair rolls backwards with his weight. This is my domain, my office and my fucking desk. But I don't confront him, keeping my anger inside as I ask my next question. It seems I've been on tenterhooks with my father since he took Melody all those years ago. And he hasn't regained total confidence in me since then."So
SebastianThe ability to work doesn't come easily to me for the rest of the day. Instead, I find myself sitting back in the chair with my fingers upon my lips as I take that moment to remember the woman my father is thrusting upon me as of tomorrow morning. Those eyes were shrouded with thick black lashes, her glasses on the end of her nose.And I can only imagine what was beneath her pencil skirt and button-down shirt.I find I'm disgusted with myself when I open the top drawer, intent on bringing myself back down to reality. And I do; the picture frame with a photo of Beth, Melody and me before her diagnosis sprays ice-cold water over the strange fire desire to get to know this... Cassidy, more intimately.I find myself asking, why her?Why now, in this untimely manner, when evidently I'm in the middle of a vast fucking complaint that could mean the board decided against me stepping up?And why has my father decided to pray on my weakness, knowing I surround myself with blonde bimb
Grinning, I turn off the main road in the back streets that will lead me to my daughter, and before long, I'm pulling up within the car park, walking to the reception desk."Can I have Melody early, please?" I request to the old frail receptionist who has been here since I was a child."Of course, let me ring through for her, Sebastian."I wait, pumped with excitement, as she tells me her teacher will bring her straight out. And she does, depositing her with me as Melody grins bigger than she had this morning."Daddy?" She questions as I take her delicate little hand in mine as we walk out of the school side by side."How was your day?" I ask her."Good, is something wrong?""Why would there be anything wrong, baby?""You're early," she points out as I strap her into the car."I thought perhaps you might like some ice cream and to visit the soft play centre whilst I finish my last meeting with Uncle Josh.""Are you serious?" She asks, clasping her hands before her much as I might have
Sebastian"What made you clock off early?" He asks me once we've reviewed the essential documents as we sit at the table whilst Melody runs around with some friends she has made."Does there have to be a reason to spend time with my child?""No, but I know you, Seb..."I sigh, looking over my shoulder to ensure Melody isn't within earshot. I wouldn't want to encourage her to presume I might give in and find a woman she could call mummy."My dad thrust one of his PA's on me... she's—."Words die on my tongue as I remember Cassidy and her unnatural pull on me, ripping a manly grunt at the memory of who I now work with. I shake my head, turning once again to ensure Melody is not within earshot."You like her," he tells me with wide eyes and raised brows. His hand is halfway to his mouth as his cup suspends in the air before him before he smirks as if he's been waiting for my downward spiral. "No!" I immediately decline such a thing, but we both know I'm lying."You ran... is that becau