MAISIEI couldn't believe it had been a week since that night when everything changed between Jason and me.It felt like a decade had stretched itself painfully thin, each agonizing day dragging on heavier than the last.The silence between us was suffocating, the kind that wrapped itself around my chest like a vise constricting tighter with every labored breath.I remember lying on my bed that night, feeling more like a lifeless corpse than a living, breathing being.The hurtful words… I would never be able to purge from my memory.I’ve been feeling a raw, bitter ache of profound loneliness gnawing at my insides like an unrelenting predator.My mood only worsened the next day when Donovan kept fussing over me, pointing out how miserable I looked and repeatedly asking what was wrong. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t bring myself to lighten up around him.Could love ever be easy? Less excruciatingly painful? Less utterly consuming?Jason and I hadn't uttered a single word to
MAISIEDame’s blunt words were admittedly almost admirable in their resolute boldness. Almost."Don't you think life and relationships are a bit more complicated than just...taking whatever you want, though?" I asked, unable to hide the skepticism in my tone. "It's not exactly that simple, is it?""What do you mean?" she countered, raising an eyebrow in a silent challenge for me to elaborate."I mean...do you really think life is just like a cake where everyone gets their own personal slice if they simply wait around long enough for their turn?"She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Not exactly, no. But I do happen to believe that people ultimately get what they deserve in this life, one way or another."Her flippant words stung, though I couldn't quite put my finger on why precisely they landed so sharply. Perhaps it was because I had once arrogantly thought along those same naive lines when I was younger and more idealistic.I had truly believed in fairytales back then - that people's
MAISIEI finally made it home after a long day at work, closing the car door behind me with a sigh.After clocking out at 5, I'd swung by the shopping center to pick up a few household essentials we were running low on.I popped the trunk, staring at the veritable mountain of bags with a frown. Why didn't they provide shopping carts or something to help transport all these purchases?I could only manage to awkwardly hug three of the bags to my chest, leaving four more behind to come back for.Huffing and puffing, I started the arduous journey toward the front door, my steps heavy and labored under the weight of my haul.Suddenly, the burden lightened. For a moment, I thought I’d misjudged the weight, but then I realized someone else had taken the load from me.My eyes were too blocked by the bags to see who it was, but I didn’t need to look. The scent of his cologne was unmistakable—it was him.Jason.I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. He’s here. He’s right in front of me. I’d m
MAISIEI clenched my fists at my sides, torn between the urge to clear the air and the need to stand my ground… to protect what little dignity I had left.The truth was, I didn’t know what I wanted more: Hold him close or push him away forever.I could feel the tears stinging my eyes, but I blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. My thoughts were a chaotic mess, my heart screaming at me to do something, anything before it was too late.But what could I say?How do you confront someone who’s hurt you in ways you can’t even begin to process? How do you reconcile love with anger, desire with betrayal?I took a shaky breath, the weight of my indecision pressing down on me like a stone.I could walk away and let this chapter of my life close, leaving behind the pain and the chaos.Or I could take the leap—the terrifying, heart-stopping leap and risk it all on one desperate gambit to hold onto what we had."I should be the one apologizing.” Jason's voice was low, almost hesitant as if
MAISIEI was so lost in the intensity of Jason’s gaze, the way his presence seemed to wrap around me like a shield that I didn’t notice someone approaching until a sharp voice pierced through the stillness.“What’s going on here?”I froze, my breath hitching as the words registered. Oh no. Oh my God, it’s Miriam.My head whipped around, and there she was, standing a few feet away with her big summer hat shading a face twisted in shock and disbelief.Jason’s arms were still loosely around me, and the sight of it must have been like a slap to her.Panic seized me.I shoved his hands away, stepping back as if that would undo what she had seen.Jason shot me a murderous look that made my knees feel weak, and not in a good way. What have I done? Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?Miriam’s finger shot out, pointing at us accusingly. “Don’t tell me you two are in a relationship!” Her voice was loud, dripping with betrayal and fury.I tried to find the words to explain, to somehow salvag
MAISIEI beamed at Miriam, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. "You're the greatest friend a girl could ask for, you know that?" Without warning, I pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm so damn lucky to have you in my life."Miriam returned the embrace, patting my back awkwardly. "Yeah, yeah, you're pretty lucky I put up with your nonsense," she muttered, trying and failing to sound nonchalant.When we finally pulled apart, she eyed me sternly. "But seriously, did you have to pick the most complicated guy on the planet to fall for?"I shrugged helplessly, my gaze drifting over to where Jason stood silently watching our exchange. Why, out of all the people who drifted through our lives, did we always seem to get hung up on the one face we could barely glimpse? The one set of shoulders almost forever just out of reach?I really didn't have an answer for that eternal question! All I knew was finally having Jason by my side made me happier than I'd been in a long, long time."I'm just...I
MAISIEMy mouth curved into a faint, reminiscent smile. "She knows everything about me. And trust me, the Miriam you're seeing now is just an act - deep down, she's not nearly as prickly as she pretends."I couldn't help but smile at that, feeling a rush of affection for her. My closest friend in the world, the one who knew every single facet of me - the good, the bad, and the impossibly messy."Don told me he wants to be number one nationally. And I told him I'll support him every step of the way, as long as he keeps working hard," he mused aloud.Just thinking about Don's lofty ambitions filled me with a sense of fierce pride. Even if he didn't always show it outwardly, I knew how diligently he'd been studying lately.With his persistence and intelligence, I had absolutely no doubt my genius son could achieve whatever he set his mind to."He really has been so diligent with his studies this past year. If anyone can pull off being number one, it's definitely him,” I smiled. "I'm not
MAISIEJason stared at me for a long moment, seeming to weigh my words. "You say that like there's no such thing as a justified sin," he said at last "Like one ever has the courage to admit to their so-called betrayal.""My ears are already ringing with people's gossip about me," I said with a weary sigh. "I don't think I can bear whatever they'll say about us as well. Some people can be so savage and ruthless with their words."Jason's arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until I could smell the luxurious scent of his cologne. "Life's too short to waste it listening to what others think of us," he murmured, brushing his lips over the sensitive skin just below my ear. "You have to stop letting three things control your life - fear, other people's opinions, and bad memories from the past."A shiver raced down my spine at the low timbre of his voice.The idea that a man like Jason, who seemed to embody every single one of my fantasies about the perfect partner, actually want
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