(Anj’s POV)My wake-up call came at six in the morning, and when I opened my eyes, I realized I must have been exhausted because I was already in bed facing Sky with his arms wrapped around my body. As to how I managed to put on a shirt or him, pulling his pajama, it was like a missing piece in a puzzle.I could not help smiling as I remembered last night, how I wrapped my legs around his waist, him thrusting inside my core faster and deeper, making my entire body scream in ecstasy.“Good morning, pumpkin!” His eyes still closed as he smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.“How did I get here?” I asked him, my heart beating so fast as he moved on top of me after looking at my daughters still sleeping.“I put a shirt on you,” he whispered, biting my earlobe while his hands groped under my shirt, kneading my mound mercilessly and claiming my mouth, kissing me feverishly in the early morning. “And carried you here in bed.”“Sky, what are you doing?” I moaned softly as his mouth traced the
(Sky’s POV)My heart was thumping in my chest so hard that I could not breathe. I met her eyes hiding beneath her eyeglasses. How could I miss it? Why didn’t I recognize her when all the clues were there? I only remembered her face filled with red spots, missing the clue that the Angela I knew and Anj in front of me were the same. Her eyes, intoxicating smell, and how she made me crazy. Only Angela could do it; the woman I married at sweet sixteen and divorced me at seventeen. We spent amazing and annoying hours together, not even a year, before she left me, leaving my ego badly hurt, my heart not capable of loving anymore. Divorced? Then it dawned on me she did not bother signing the divorce papers because she made me look idiot into the truth that she was a minor without parental consent when we married.“Who is Angela?” She asked me, avoiding my gaze to sip her coffee, and turned to Leyanne to wipe the honey on her chin. “Why are you looking for her?”Nice try! I wanted to tell he
(Sky’s POV)My breathing was hard after screaming angrily and punching the heavy bag many times. I only stopped when I thought my strength ran away from my body and hugged the punching bag as I cried and screamed again.If this is a game Angela wants to play, I will play along with her, but I will make sure she will suffer in the end.As I walked to the bedroom, I noticed the ajar door of the study room. The girls have already taken their baths and are dressed in adoringly green plaid dresses. They were sitting on the couch, busy reading, and by the looks on their faces, it was as if they understood the content when they were only five years old, or turning six, as Selene would always correct. Six years… Five missed birthdays.Angela was not in the bedroom when I came in, but as I walked to the closet room, I could hear the sound of the shower sprinkling water. Knowing she would lock the door, I took the key from the drawer and entered the bathroom.Standing under the shower head
(Anj’s POV)Sky flickered his eyes on the street sign ‘Heaven Avenue’ when I turned the car on that street, but he did not say a word. He was making me nervous, afraid that he knew already, but he was not telling me about it.I stopped the car in the parking lot of the Nursing Home of St. Mary, and the triplet excitedly unfastened their seatbelts in the child seats.“Make sure to go to Sister Grace’s office first,” I reminded them. “Daddy and I will just talk.” I have no idea where to start with what we would talk about. He made a promise we would not see each other, and I would do the morbid talking about his accidental death or whatsoever just for my kids to move on with their lives without waiting for him.They only nodded, chatting animatedly about the toys they brought from Sky’s place as they got out of the car.“What are you doing, Sky? Help me here,” I said, leaning on the car’s backrest and closing my eyes.“I’m not doing anything,” he said, unfastening his seatbelt and turni
(Anj’s POV)“Wife?” Dylan glowered at Sky.Selene giggled, brushing the strands of hair loosened from the ponytail I did. “You looked funny, Uncle Dylan,” she said and ran to her father. “Daddy, my hair,”“Let’s talk about this later, Dylan. Not in front of my kids, please,” I glanced at Sky, squatting to fix Selene’s hair. I wish I could hear what he was telling her because she was nodding; her face glowed like a full moon in the excitement of what she was hearing.I was beginning to become jealous because this had never happened before. Whenever there was a problem, it was always Mommy, not Daddy.Sighing, I walked past Dylan, plastered a big smile at Mrs. Antonetta, whom I would only see now, and opened my arms to her.“There’s the traitor!” She squinted her eyes and pouted at me.“A traitor?” I laughed, pushing the brim of my eyeglasses as I embraced her. “Happy birthday!” I said, kissing her on the cheek.Like any grandmother, my presence, whom she treated as her granddaughter, a
(Sky’s POV)The glass door to my private office opened, and I smiled when I saw a tall, slender woman walking into the office. Her beautiful smile curved her lips as she came to me, with no greetings but sitting right away on my lap, taking the pen in my hand and placing my hands around her waist.Lalaine claimed my mouth, kissing me passionately for a few seconds before moving away. “I hope I’m not marching the altar alone, Sky,” she smiled as she trailed my necktie. “You’re nowhere to be found last weekend, and when you finally appeared, you were a beast in the office again.”“Beast?” I laughed, taking the pen from her. “I was just busy, that’s all.”She stood up and sat on the couch near my table. “I’m free this weekend. Want to travel with me?” When I didn’t answer, she walked in front of my table and propped her elbows, adorably blinking her round brown eyes at me. “Just the two of us.” “Tempting,” I said, glancing at her cleavage.“I knew you would say that, darling,” She said,
(Anj’s POV)“Are you sure you’ll be fine here with the kids?” I asked Anya as she massaged her legs. She complained about her muscles feeling stiff and her feet sore after walking for almost two hours. Well, at most times, we walked, but sometimes it was more like running after my kids, being their first time in the amusement park.“Yeah! Go!” She winced as she looked up at the Ferris Wheel. I knew how much she liked riding it, loved seeing everything on the ground from the top, but something seemed to stop her.Sitting on the wooden bench, my three girls enjoyed their cotton candy, not minding if their mother was riding the Ferris Wheel.“If I have to walk again, I’ll die early, Anj,” She chuckled. “Enjoy the ride.” She smiled, glancing at Dylan as he bought tickets for us.“That’ll be a few minutes,” I said worriedly, looking at the kids.“They’ll be fine with me, Anj. Don’t worry, and please, don’t kill the romance up there,” She reminded me, moaning as she leaned on the bench’s ba
(Anj’s POV)“What did you do to Angela?” Anya growled at him, hitting Dylan again in his arm, maybe harder this time because I saw him cringe. “You were supposed to have a good time, not scare her.”“Stop it, Anya,” I said as my eyes looked at the doctor putting a bandage on my sprained ankle. Good thing, it was only mild, but the bad side of it was I ruined Dylan’s plans and ended the fun for my children.Their eyelashes were still wet after wailing almost endlessly when they saw me fall and cry in pain. “He didn’t do anything to scare me. I just missed that step, that’s all,” I lied, opening my arms so my kids would come to me. Only Lyra Helene and Selene came to me, but Leyanne remained at the foot of the bed, watching the doctor and asking him many questions.“You have one future doctor here,” The old doctor smiled gently at me as he finished wrapping an elastic bandage to my foot.I smiled back, seeing myself in Leyanne, but that upward shape on my lips disappeared when I saw S