MAISIE“Watch your mouth!” Karina's chest heaved with barely contained fury.Then something shifted in her expression. Instead of storming off as I expected, she sank down beside me on the sand. The tension between us crackled like static before a storm, but neither of us moved.The waves crashed rhythmically against the shore, providing a soothing counterpoint to the chaos of emotions swirling between us.I watched her from the corner of my eye, still processing the shocking revelation about the drugging incident. My mind kept replaying that night, seeing it through this new, horrifying lens. Until recently, Dame had told me Karina didn't love Jason, nor did he love her. I'd foolishly assumed my jealousy had painted her in darker colors than she deserved. Now, that assumption felt like ashes in my mouth, bitter and choking."You know, I envy your son so much," Karina whispered."What?" The unexpected comment yanked me from my dark thoughts. Of all the things I'd expected her to say,
MAISIEI found myself studying her profile, noting how young she looked without her usual armor of sophistication and spite.Karina turned toward the sea, her profile etched against the setting sun. The ocean breeze tousled her hair, making her seem more human, more vulnerable."I thought proving them wrong would make them trust me." Her voice carried over the gentle crash of waves. "But I've learned that hoping too much only leads to misery. Excessive expectations are a poison that kills you slowly."My heart clenched at her words. They echoed my own experiences with family expectations, the constant struggle to prove yourself worthy of love that should have been unconditional.The raw humanity of the moment struck me. How alike we were in our pain, despite everything else that divided us."What do you think I should do?" Karina's question hung in the salt-laden air.I began brushing sand from my clothes, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. "The sacrifices you make at the expense
MAISIELater that evening in my room, Miriam's eyes widened as I recounted the day's events."Did all this happen while I was sleeping?!" She gaped at me from her perch on the bed.I pulled the towel from my damp hair, settling beside her. "I feel guilty for spending two nights cursing Karina.""Well, we need to start packing. The trip ends tomorrow.”I headed toward the closet.“It's been quite the emotional rollercoaster," she grumbled.I smiled to myself, thinking how despite all the drama, this had somehow become the best trip of my life. As long as I didn't lose the people who mattered most, everything else felt manageable. The complications, the revelations, even the heartache – they'd all led to this moment of clarity.My eyes caught sight of the black paper bag tucked away in the cupboard the same one Jason had sent me.Memories flooded back as I reached for it, the paper crinkling under my touch. I carried it out, eager to share this small treasure with Miriam."Look at this!
MAISIEMy heart leaped. It had to be Don. Who else would visit on such a stormy evening?I hurried to the door with a gentle reprimand already forming on my lips."Isn't half the day enough for you to remember-" The words died in my throat when I found myself staring not at Don, but at Jason.He stood alone in the hallway, raindrops glistening on his expensive gray coat as his presence filled the doorway with authority.His dark eyes swept over me from head to toe, taking in my thin white dress with an intensity that made me acutely aware of how underdressed I was.His silky hair was swept back elegantly from his forehead. For days, he'd maintained his silence, but now his gaze fixed on my face with uncomfortable scrutiny."What’s with the dark circles under your eyes?" His voice carried a hint of concern beneath its usual commanding tone.I stepped aside to let him enter, watching as he shrugged off his rain-spotted coat to reveal impeccably tailored formal wear that seemed to emphas
MAISIEI couldn’t find the words to respond.Silence stretched between us, thick and heavy.I looked at him with regret flickering in my eyes. My voice came softer this time, filled with guilt."It was selfish of me to talk about my pain when I haven’t even tried to understand yours. You’ve carried this suffering alone for so long… and I wasn’t ready to face what it really meant for you."Jason didn’t say anything right away. He stared ahead with the quiet, unreadable expression of his.But he was right.I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it felt like to live six years believing I had abandoned him.I had barely survived one day without my son by my side. How could he have survived more than a decade with that kind of pain?The realization sank deep into my chest, tightening like a fist around my heart. I had been too caught up in my own sorrow to see his.I never meant for this to happen.I never meant to hurt him.I swallowed hard, my voice trembling as I spoke again."I'm sorry,
MAISIEPanic surged through me.I rushed to the entrance of the living room, moving quickly to block his way."When I put up with you, it’s because I don’t want to lose you. The day you should worry is the day I stop putting up with you."Jason stepped forward, intending to walk past me. I moved again, shifting my foot to block the doorway.His eyes darkened with frustration, but I didn’t care."You treat my feelings like they’re nothing," I accused. "Like I’m just being ridiculous. But I meant every word."Jason didn’t respond.Didn’t argue.Didn’t push me aside.He just stood there, silent, unreadable.And that silence only made my heart ache more.Did he not believe me?Did he not want to believe me?Or was he simply too afraid to?But I wasn’t going to back down.Not now.Not when I had so much left to prove.His sudden movement made me flinch."Why are you so stubborn?" His voice was sharp, filled with frustration.I swallowed hard. My tongue darted over my lower lip in hesitatio
MAISIENearly an hour passed. The room was quiet, interrupted only by the gentle hum of the videos playing. Clip after clip, memory after memory. And then, the last one—Don at five months old.The video lasted only twenty seconds, but it felt weightier than the rest. I watched as his tiny fingers reached for the camera, his toothless grin filling the screen. A single moment was frozen in time.I turned to Jason, feeling the weight of unspoken words between us. He met my gaze, his expression unreadable.“After the first lie, every truth becomes questionable. Be honest with me, and you’ll never find me cruel... no matter how much your honesty might hurt me.”The words settled deep in me, heavier than they should have been.I reached for his hand and rested my palm against his.His warmth seeped into my skin, grounding me.“I promise,” I whispered, “I will always be honest with you.”His fingers curled around mine, his grip firm yet comforting.There are some people who bring light into
MAISIEA sly smile tugged at the corner of Jason’s lips."What do you mean?" I asked. “I, that’s…” I fumbled for words, unable to explain myself properly.The way he looked at me made it impossible to think straight. "Just… cook. Weren’t you the one complaining about me being hungry? The food’s going to take forever, you pervert," I muttered, looking away to avoid his gaze.Jason’s chuckle was soft but amused, and I could feel his eyes lingering on me.Dinner passed quietly after that, with only the sound of utensils scraping against plates filling the room.When we were done, Jason excused himself to the bathroom, leaving me alone. I stepped out on the back doorstep and lit a cigarette as I stared out into the patio.The rain hadn’t stopped, though it had eased into a light drizzle. The air smelled fresh, earthy, and alive. I exhaled a plume of smoke, watching it dissipate in the damp air.My bare feet were already soaked from stepping on the wet grass, but I didn’t mind.I dropped t
MAISIEI froze, then rushed closer to her. "Lily, what did you say? Say it again!"She placed her tiny palm on my cheek."Amma!"It wasn't perfect, but it was close enough. After months of trying, she'd finally said something resembling "Mama."Joy exploded through me like fireworks. I started bouncing up and down, unable to contain my excitement."She said it! She said 'Mama'! Did you hear that? She called me 'Mama'!" I shouted, throwing my arms wide and then forming a big heart shape with them for Lily.Suddenly, I realized I hadn't captured this momentous occasion. "Wait, I need my camera! This is important!"I started frantically searching through my bag. "Don't say anything else until Mama comes back with the camera, okay?" I called over my shoulder as I dug through my belongings.I've always been one to wear my emotions openly, especially happiness. After everything I'd been through in my life, I'd promised myself I would never downplay joy when it came my way. I would celebrate
MAISIEI was making my way back from checking on Don and his friends who were busy taking photos and being typical teenagers when Lily suddenly began squirming in my arms, making urgent sounds and pointing.Don had asked us to keep his relationship with Jason private at school. As far as his classmates knew, Jason was just his stepfather, the school principal who had married his mom.I understood his need for privacy; teenage social dynamics were complicated enough without adding that layer.Lily's movements became more insistent, drawing my attention back to her. She was staring fixedly at something, her little body practically vibrating with excitement.Following her gaze, I realized we were standing near the elephant enclosure. A massive African elephant was resting in the shade of a large tree, separated from us by sturdy metal bars and a deep moat.I moved closer to the viewing area, and Lily immediately grabbed onto the bars, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the enormous
MAISIEI turned back to face her, noting the familiar look of contempt that always appeared whenever Karina's name came up.Miriam had disliked her from the start, but her hatred had intensified after I'd explained the full story of how Karina had conspired with Jason's brother Jared, how she'd betrayed years of friendship with Jason just to trap him in a relationship."What's she done now?" I asked, not entirely sure I wanted to know.My feelings toward Karina were complicated. For a long time, I'd seen her as nothing but a manipulative obstacle standing between Jason and me. Then, during our final confrontation, I'd glimpsed something else—a young woman crushed under the weight of family expectations and desperate choices.However, that brief moment of sympathy had evaporated when Jason finally told me everything. The extent of her deception, the calculated way she'd worked with Jared to keep Jason tied to her... I'd never wished anyone ill except for Jared, but Karina had earned a
MAISIE"It's okay, sweet girl," I murmured, holding Lily close as our car pulled away from the driveway.Her eyes were still watery, her little chest occasionally hitching with the aftermath of tears. She'd been crying for Don, who had left earlier with Chen and their friend to meet us at the zoo.Don had snuck out while Lily was distracted with her toys, but she'd noticed his absence almost immediately. It was almost comical how both her father and brother would try to slip away unnoticed, terrified of upsetting a twenty-month-old."Come on, Lily," I said brightly, trying to distract her. "Say 'Mama'!"I'd been trying to coax her first words for weeks now. However, she seemed determined to take her time.The pediatrician assured us it was normal. Some children were simply more observant before they started speaking still I couldn't help feeling a little anxious.Lily ignored my prompting, becoming fascinated with the buttons on my jacket instead. She leaned forward, her chubby finger
MAISIEThe next morning, I emerged from a quick shower and headed to the dressing room to get ready for the day.I'd passed by Lily's room earlier and found both her and Jason still asleep, though she had somehow migrated onto his chest, her favorite sleeping position since she was born.Whenever she was with one of us while sleeping, she'd inevitably crawl up and settle herself on our chest, her ear pressed against our heartbeat.I pulled on ripped jeans, a white tank top, and a soft gray blazer, then headed back to the nursery, eager to tell Jason about his unprecedented night of sleep.When I reached Lily's room, the bed was empty. I found them on the other side of the room, where Jason was sitting on the floor with Lily in his lap, carefully putting tiny shoes on her feet.She looked adorable in a white sundress, her hair tamed into two small pigtails.I was about to speak when Don appeared behind me with Lily's sippy cup of milk in his hand."Time for breakfast, everyone," he ann
MAISIE~A couple of years later~I gave birth to the most beautiful little girl in the world two years after our wedding. We named her Lily, after Jason's mother. Sometimes I call her Lil when she's being especially cute, which is pretty much all the time.It was actually my suggestion to name her after his mother. I knew it would make Jason happy, and it truly did. The way his eyes lit up when I proposed it—that moment alone was worth it.Now she's one year and eight months old, toddling around our home with a determination that makes us all smile.Lily has filled our lives—mine, Jason's, and Don's—with a kind of joy I never knew existed. Her little voice, still forming words but full of expression, makes the whole house feel alive. She's become the unexpected glue that has truly brought our family together.Don had accepted my relationship with his father, but in those early days after the wedding, he still spent most of his time with his best friend.He was trying to adjust to this
MAISIEThe moment we appeared, the guests rose to their feet, turning to watch our approach.I saw familiar faces on both sides of the aisle—colleagues from work, parents from Don's school.Miriam stood in the front row, her pregnancy now visible beneath her flowing dress, tears already streaming down her face as she clutched Nathan's hand.But my eyes were drawn inexorably to Jason, waiting for me beneath the arch.The look on his face as he watched me approach… wonder, joy, love so intense it was almost painful to witness made everything else fade away.In that moment, it was just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread that had been drawing us together since our first meeting.Don and I moved slowly down the aisle, each step bringing me closer to my future. The weight of my son's arm beneath my hand was both grounding and symbolic. He wasn't just giving me away; he was walking with me into our new life.When we reached the front, the officiant smiled warmly at us. "Who give
MAISIEThe moment I stepped on the back porch, the world seemed to pause. Across the lawn where rows of white chairs arranged in a semicircle. Wildflowers in shades of blue, purple, and white lined the aisle—the same flowers that grew naturally along the stream at the property's edge, now woven into garlands that transformed our backyard into an enchanted garden.Jason squeezed my hand once before releasing it. Then he moved ahead to take his place at the simple arch we'd constructed from twisted branches and adorned with more wildflowers and fairy lights that would twinkle as evening approached.His best man, Klay, stood beside him, while Felix and the rest of Jason’s friends lingered a few feet away. Dressed in sleek black silk suits, they exuded an air of refined elegance, each one strikingly handsome in their own way.I took a deep breath, steadying myself in the quiet moment before everything would begin.The subtle scent of my bouquet—wildflowers mixed with sprigs of lavender—he
MAISIEWe lay tangled together afterward.Jason’s weight was a welcome pressure on top of me and his heartbeat was strong against my chest, gradually slowing to match my own.My ring caught the candlelight and sent prisms dancing across his sweat-dampened skin like tiny rainbows that seemed a fitting metaphor for the joy that filled me.Eventually, Jason shifted to the side and gathered me on him so that my head rested on his chest with his arm a protective band around my waist.Outside, the night had deepened, but inside our sanctuary, time seemed suspended in amber like the honey that still faintly flavored our kisses."When did you plan all this?" I asked, tracing idle patterns through the light dusting of hair on his chest.His fingers combed through my hair, gentle and soothing, occasionally working through tangles with careful attention. "I bought the ring before our trip to Greendale," he admitted, the rumble of his voice vibrating against my ear.I nodded.Tears slipped from t