MAISIEJason shoved me into what looked like some kind of dimly lit storage or maintenance corridor. Not before locking the door behind us.I whirled around to face him, indignation and a sliver of uncertainty warring for control. "Why did you lock the door?" I demanded, giving the handle a futile rattle to illustrate my point. "This is insane, we can't just - ""Don't you have anything else in your closet besides those fuck-me shorts?" he cut me off.I could feel my face heating up again, though from anger or embarrassment, I couldn't quite say."You're exaggerating," I shot back, struggling to maintain my composure in the face of his intensity. "And if you don't like what I'm wearing, then just don't look!"Jason let out a noise of pure frustration while raking one hand agitatedly through his hair. "That's the fucking problem, though - everyone else is looking! Those little scraps of material might as well be invisible for all the good they're doing at covering you up."I felt my mo
MAISIE"Do you remember that book you had in your study?" I asked impulsively, feeling reckless and bold and so incredibly alive in that moment. "The one about soulmates and twin flames and all of that?"Jason's brow furrowed ever so slightly, like he was casting his mind back through memories, trying to pinpoint which particular book I was referring to. Then understanding seemed to dawn in the way his lips curved into a slow, wondering smile."You mean that old, leather-bound edition of Plato's philosophies?" His voice was hushed. "The one with the passage about souls being split into two separate beings at birth, forever destined to wander in search of their other half?"I nodded fervently, feeling a shiver of anticipation trickle down my spine. "That's the one. It said that when those two halves finally find each other again, there's an indescribable sense of recognition. Of coming home to the person you were literally made for."Jason's arms tightened fractionally around me, like
MAISIEI tugged at the knot of Jason’s jacket wrapped around me, trying to undo it but his voice stopped me in my tracks.“Don’t take it off!” he ordered sternly.I froze with my hands still hovering over the knot. “Are you serious?” I asked incredulously. “You want me to walk around like this?”Jason casually tucked his hands into his pockets, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “What’s wrong with how you look? I like it.”“Jason,” I said, exasperated, pointing at my makeshift outfit, “You’ve completely ruined my look! This jacket doesn’t even match!”Jason shrugged, utterly unfazed. “It’s not about matching,” he said nonchalantly. “Besides, if you’re that worried, there’s plenty of packing equipment here. I could wrap you up completely from head to toe. That jacket isn’t covering enough for my liking.”I stared at him with my jaw dropping. “Are you threatening to turn me into a walking package now?”Jason stared at me with all seriousness. “Why not? I could make you into a ma
MAISIE"It's all good, she's just been busy with her family's problems lately," Jason replied, closing the folder he had been reviewing."I heard her father is running for elections this year," Nayeon commented."Yes. She's been accompanying him to all his political activities," Jason confirmed in a flat tone."I'm happy they were able to save their company from bankruptcy that was announced around a week ago. It came as a complete shock to me when the news broke, and then the revelation of her father running for elections reached me shortly after." Nayeon added.I Knew the Stone were an affluent family, but I didn't realize the extent of their wealth and influence. I thought they were just another business dynasty, like so many others among the city's elite. Little did I know that Karina's family tree branched into the highest echelons of political power as well."I'll go make a call and come back," Kai excused himself, stepping away from the table and heading outside.I watched the
MAISIEThe sudden movement drew everyone's eyes toward us in a moment of deadly silence."You'd better clean that up properly with water because a tissue won't do the trick." Jason was the one to break the silence in a low voice.While everyone seemed to agree with the logic of his words, I was bewildered by his actions. Why was he being so weirdly possessive?"He's right, the bathroom is at the end of that hallway over there. You can go clean your shirt up," Nayeon chimed in helpfully, gesturing toward the bathroom.I stood up quickly, eager to escape the strange tension and headed down the hallway.I could feel Jason's eyes burning a hole into my back the entire way.I unknot Jason's jacket from my waist and hung it neatly on the hanger next to the mirror. Moving on to my own shirt, I started unbuttoning it so I could properly clean the vomit stain, leaving myself in just my black bra.After giving the shirt a good scrub, I hung it up with the jacket to air dry then pulled some tiss
MAISIEI ended up working late into the night finalizing Klay’s schedule for the upcoming month. By the time I finished up, it was already past 1 am.I had talked to Miriam earlier to give her and Don a heads up about the trip. While she was excited, she mentioned having some difficulty convincing Nathan to let her go. But in the end, he relented, knowing she would go regardless of whether he gave his permission or not.I trudged tiredly toward the elevators, already going through my unread messages on my phone. Most were just from various employees that I supervised. But one particular message caught my eye, making me smile. It was from Jason."Still at work?" he had typed out simply.I grinned, feeling a little giddy rush at his message for reasons I couldn't quite explain.I started to type out a reply, but then stopped, deciding I wanted to hear the deep rumble of his voice instead of just reading words on a screen.Deleting my half-written message, I tapped on his contact info an
MAISIEI woke up at 11:09, jolted by the sudden thought that I was late for work.Panic hit me like a bucket of cold water. I jumped out of bed, got dressed in record time, and was about to rush out of my room when it hit me—there was no work today.The trip.Klay had told me yesterday before leaving the company to pack my things and skip work.“There’s no need to come in tomorrow,” he’d said.Relieved, I dropped my bag, kicked off my shoes, and flopped back on my bed with a grin. I could still squeeze in a little more rest.But then it came back to me—the call.I scrambled to find my phone, my mind still foggy from sleep. The memory of last night was hazy, but I remembered Jason.I checked the call log. Four hours.Four hours?I stared at the screen, trying to piece it together. I’d fallen asleep, but what about him? What had he been doing all that time? Listening to me breathe? Did he fall asleep too? I didn’t know, but the thought made me smile.Even though he wasn’t beside me, I f
MAISIEMiriam’s playful tone and exaggerated gesture caught me off guard, and despite the ache in my chest, I couldn’t help but laugh.“They say a friend is a gift you give yourself,” I thought, smiling at her.Miriam was that gift for me. She was the kind of friend who walked toward me when everyone else walked away. Her kindness, sudden and unexpected, was like a balm for every wound life threw at me.I sighed and leaned my head on her shoulder as we walked.“If I were a man,” I said dramatically, “I’d have married you by now. We’d have two or three kids running around.”Miriam burst out laughing. “Two or three? You’re ambitious! I’d stop at one.”Her laughter was infectious, and soon I was laughing too. The absurdity of my words combined with her reaction lightened my mood—at least for a moment.I glanced over at Don, who was walking on Miriam’s other side, his headphones firmly in place. He was completely oblivious to our nonsense, nodding his head slightly to whatever music he wa
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