(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
(Sky’s POV)I wish I knew what was going on in Angela’s mind.She was quiet the entire drive from the amusement park to the nursing home. With three girls at the back telling me how their day went, I could imagine the fun but the horror of seeing their mother falling and getting hurt.“Uncle Dylan kept saying I’m sorry to Mommy,” Selene said.“But Mommy was just crying, and then Uncle Dylan carried her to the clinic.” Lyra Helene continued.“Then Aunt Anya cried too because Mommy was hurt,” Leyanne added.“What did Uncle Dylan do to Mommy?” My hand gripped the car steering wheel, but I could not dare look at her or the kids in the rearview mirror.“We don’t know,” Selene answered. “Maybe he took back the candy because Mommy ate his candy.”“Interesting.” I sighed, hating that I was getting angry as I imagined Dylan kissing Angela.We reached the nursing home, and like the first time I came here, I stopped in the same spot Angela parked the car and watched my kids unfasten their seatbe
(Sky’s POV)I walked Angela to the dresser and helped her dry her hair.“You used to have long hair,” I glanced at the picture. “Why did you cut your hair?”She scoffed. “With three girls to tend to, even drying my hair is a luxury for me.” She looked at our reflection in the mirror after I turned off the hairdryer. I took the hairbrush from the table, but she shook her head as I was about to pull her hair in a ponytail, her usual hairstyle. She took her hairclip from the box and put it in her hair, making her look more like a teenager than a mother of three.“Sister Grace was looking for this. She thought I lost this,” Angela widened her eyes as she moved her head from side to side, checking on her hair.“It must be precious for her,” I said.“Maybe,” she chuckled as she raised her head to look at me. “She has been putting this in my hair since I was two? Maybe…” She squinted her eyes. “Anya said she has been putting this in my hair since my head started growing hair.”I only nodded,
(Anj’s POV)Sky left an hour ago after he successfully resisted my children’s pleading to stay for the night. He promised to return on Saturday and looked at the calendar on the wall, and we will all have to wait for two days.My forehead creased.Not we… They! They needed two forty-winks before that day to come. I lifted the cup and sipped coffee. After Sky’s conversation with Sister Grace, he was quiet that I was afraid he would just flee the nursing home without saying goodbye to me, but after staying alone in the garden for more than fifteen minutes talking to someone on the phone, he went back inside, surprised me with a searing kiss that I almost beg him to make love to me in the small office.“Dinner!” Dylan raised the paper bags in his hands, smiling at me.I smiled at him and put down the cup on the table. “Did you have to catch the chicken yourself?” I joked, hoping it would help us all lighten the mood after what happened today.“No. Anya and I had to argue for long minutes