‘Where were we’, Simon walks into his office the next morning, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeve, suit in hand, dark orbs on me,The clipped, hurried sound of his footsteps as he walked towards his desk had my head in a spin.The morning sun shining through the window and beautiful morning weather did nothing to quell the storm brewing in my heart,I try to push it down remembering the day before.‘Mom!!’, Ajax had rewarded me with an excited squeal and a hug when I picked him up early,‘Let’s eat out, let’s eat out’, with that same excited voice, he bugged me till I found a small restaurant secluded enough for our dinner,Spending extra hours with my son helped to reduce the hollow building in my heart to something inconsiderable,But now, Simon is bringing everything up again, unearthing conflicting feelings best left buried.A deep sigh exhales my lips,‘Good morning to you too’, I eye him annoyed,‘Sir’, I add honorifics after second thought,‘Didn’t want to start t
Taking deep breaths, our eyes still rest on each other and my hands fumble for the phone in my pocket, not eager to break this tiny slip in time.That loud ringing again and my eyes flutter close as I try to ground myself in reality, my chest rising and falling as I take in calming breaths,Sliding my eyes open, I peer at my phone screen seeing an alarm for Simon’s first schedule of the day.I close my eyes again, taking another long breath, making sure my voice won’t crack when I try to speak,‘You have a meeting with the CEO in ten minutes’, my voice sounds a little above a whisper, despite all my calming breaths,I turn my eyes back to him, seeing him close his eyes and take a deep breath, running his hands through his hair again,He stands abruptly, not saying a word to me, slicking his hair back with his hands, aiming for that semi-perfect look from earlier.Walking towards his desk he grabs his suit from it, sliding it on, adjusting his collar.I stand up to, trying my b
My eyes stared, unblinking at the white ceiling,I was left pondering, as I had always been the last 8 days.The grays of my eyes, fastening on the very grains of the white paint coating the ceiling of my bedroom,Even in the dull light my eyes had grown accustomed to every dip, every rise in the rough paint.It was surely due to the fact that my eyes kept wandering to said ceiling in the early hours of every morning, when I lay awake in bed, sleep eluding me from overthinking.My eyes find the areas where the paint strokes were brighter, the areas where they had faded from oldness,My eyes find the lone bulb in my room, its light turned low the night before, counting the seconds till I could nudge Ajax awake,Dawn found me awake, thin tendrils of faded light crawling across my bedroom floor, with every dance of the curtains at my window,Like I had been doing for the past 8 days, I watch as the tendrils become longer, brighter, spilling across my bedroom floor as morning arrived fast
With a piercing look he stared, hand neatly folded together on top of the laptop I expected him to be occupied with,He stared at me with a forlorn look, something akin to longing etched unto his face.‘But that was impossible, wasn’t it’, I tell myself, writing it off as something else.‘I might as well get this over with’, standing up from my comfort, I walk closer to this man with a confusing face, whipping my phone out of my handbag,‘Good morning Mr. Valero’, my head downturned to the light of my phone screen, I look anywhere but his eyes, lest my mind gets taken back to impossible soft gazes of days before, Lest those whirlpools of sadness draw me straight to defeat.‘Good morning’, he replies me with that distractingly soft voice,I clear my throat.‘You have your final suit fitting in twenty minutes’, I relay his first schedules for the day,‘We should leave now if you’re to meet up’A huff of disbelief leaves my lips,‘He was supposed to be out of his chair by now, wrestling
‘We’re here’, I announce before he was able to reply to my question, parking and turning off the engine.He eyes stays on me for a long time before he pulls open his door and slides out,I pull open mine too attempting to follow him, but he stops me, leaning in and grabbing his briefcase.‘Wait here, I won’t be long’,Closing back the door, I fold my arms together and watch him walk into the building.A scoff pass through my lips again, as I roll the question in my head.‘What stupid question’, I push it to the back of my mind hoping he’d forget the ridiculous question in the process of conversation.I hoped he’d get consumed by his usual ridiculous anger at everyone affiliated with his mother and forget this attempt at reconciliation,‘I didn’t want it, I didn’t want to reconcile with someone who doesn’t even see he’s at fault’Staring unblinkingly at the silent landscape I count reasons why reconciliation was not needed.I just needed to hold out for one more day and Simon would be
He stares at me for a while before sitting down on the chair opposite me, facing me,‘Well, get to it’, my eyes narrows to slits as I watch the forlorn look on his face.‘You said..’ he begins but I interrupt before he continues,‘Yes I said it, and it’s true, you are responsible for destroying my life’‘My life is in this mess because of you’‘Because I married you, I became a hideous gold digger, left to be picked apart by hounds’‘How was that my fault’, Simon had the guts to look confused, running his hands through his hair and it send a gong off in my head.What is the point of this conversation, if you’re not going to take responsibility for your actions’, my voice sounds loud, resounding in the office.‘How am I supposed to take this as an attempt at solving past issues when you won’t even admit you’re wrong’, fire lights up in my belly, my heart an acidic mess in my chest,‘How am I wrong!, how is it my fault!’, confusion still murks his face, his voice rising in tempo.‘I’m d
I push open the large doors out of Trove like someone chased, hurried away from the building like I had fire at my heels, hurried with a singular purpose to get away from this man with words that dripped equal parts hope and despair straight to my festering heart,The moment I had felt his hold slip further, I grabbed my bag from the floor and was out of his office like a light.Even when my heart told me to go back to him, to go back to that confused man, help him sort through his feelings, And maybe, just maybe my heart would heal in the process,But, I couldn’t think about my heart now, I couldn’t throw caution to the wind based on just a tiny flicker of hope that could well be imaginings, based on words spoken by a confused man.I couldn’t not when I had a son to take care of, I couldn’t risk the only source of my happiness this last 6 years in pursuit of happiness that was surely an illusion.So I calm my thumping heart while climbing into a bus to Ajax’s school, tamp down the a
Morning of the opening ceremony had me staring at my tools for undercover operation, a snicker on my lips,I had dropped off Ajax in school and came back home, to ready myself for the task at hand.‘Remind me why you’re doing this again’, I ask myself, trying to make sense of the stupidity I was exhibiting.I could listen to him, hunker down at home, with the pretense of being sick, and wait for news of his departure on the TV.Wait for reporters to give their account of what happened at the opening ceremony of the new merger.But no, I decided to court danger, to thrust myself into the midst of people who wanted to pick me apart.I try listing reasons in my head why this was a good idea, but come up with none.I was going just to see him one last time, to kiss my first love goodbye from afar, to remind myself why choosing to ignore his confusion was better than dealing with it.It was better to tell myself the truth rather than deceit, I was going because I would miss him.Despite t
Simon’s POVComing down from memory lane, I cringed so hard at the recollection of my words professing love, goose bumps erupting along my skin at the fact that my mother was right.My eyes skim along the contents of the email again, as I watched the same unfixed stare graces her face, the same fear fill her eyes,‘It was a mistake and I did it to get to you, so I could come back to you because I loved you’, her fingers shake and clatter against each other as she speaks.It looked so believable, if I had not being in this position before I would have believed her, if I was not currently staring at her evidence I would have fallen for the same trick.Instead I scoff, ‘You should stop with the fearful eyes you know, this isn’t my first rodeo’, a smirk lines her lips when she drops the act, her eyes back to one lined with fury,‘Good, now that we’re both being honest with each other, let me enlighten you on what actually happened seeing as your memory seems to fail you’. ‘You clung unt
Simon’s POV‘Actually you have a lot of things you’re hiding don’t you’, I smirk as I watch her countenance fall, the crazed look dissolving into fear,‘I did it for you, I did it for you’, her voice shakes, her fingers vibrating against each other.‘Yes, I heard you the first time’, a sneer is on my face and I was not bothered by the fact that she was breaking apart in front of me,‘I’ve listened to your deceit so many times without count’‘You know I should have listened to mother, when she told me that you killed someone, but instead I believed you, I believed your crocodile tears over my mother’My mind takes a little spin down memory lane, remembering the day my mother barged into my college apartment, crazed, and with one goal in mind.That day had started off amazing, with Sarah showing up at my apartment, after years of us being separated,My mother had shipped her off to the other side of the country, getting her adopted by a family over there.Imagine my happiness, the joy i
Another tired sigh rack through me and I run my hands through my hair, turning back to my office, walking in and heading to my desk,‘I hope Tina got home okay’, ‘Don’t walk away from me’, as I passed by Sarah on the way to my desk, she spits, glaring at me.Scoffing, I continue my journey, plopping down onto the chair, leaning back and looking at her in impatience.When she doesn’t speak, impatience gets the better of me, ‘What do you want Sarah’She jumps up immediately at my words, stomping over to my table, ‘You’re finally talking to me, right, you’re finally looking at me’, she bites out, staring at me through narrowed eyes,‘When I got in here, you didn’t even look at me, you couldn’t show how much you missed me, you didn’t even try’, she voice rises as she talks and still I look at her with that slight purse of lips,‘I missed you so much I couldn’t even breathe and yet you can’t even show me you love me’,‘Instead you only have eyes for her, you behaved like I didn’t exist
Simon’s POVThe next morning comes with the realization that I’ve developed another addiction, as I stare out the window of my hotel room at the restaurant across the street,It had been hard to keep my eyes away from it, since the time I discovered that Tina visited frequently,Despite knowing that she could not be there, seeing as it was early morning and she would be making her way to work by now, still I couldn’t take my eyes off, hope turning me stupid.With a shake of my head I remind myself that I would be seeing her at work and I should probably get moving before I get late. On my way out, my phone rings in my hand as I try to place it in my pocket,From the caller ID, I see it’s the detective and I pick it up at the second ring,‘What is it, any news on the background check’, impatience rings in my voice as I speak to him.‘Not that Mr. Valero, I know you told me to stop looking for her, but she just popped up on my radar’, I take in a deep breath, frustration filling me up,
Simon’s POV I slide into the passenger’s seat as Tina takes the wheel, bringing the car out of the parking lot.Sliding my phone out of my pocket, I unlock my phone sliding to a debit alert from the bank,‘Not that it was a ridiculous amount leaving my account, but the recipient was one that bothered me, or rather who the recipient reminded me of.The debit alert was of the monthly payments going to the private detective I hired to find Sarah,‘Staring at the message, I realized that for the first time in a while, I could admit without feeling guilty that I didn’t even want to find her’I could admit it, without my heart feeling like it was going to tear out of my chest, without that fevered feeling that took me whenever I thought about Sarah.I could finally admit that Sarah was nothing but an annoyance without it breaking me apart.I could see my stupidity, see the rightness in my mother’s words when I thought about the years of our unfortunate relationship.It was hard, admitting
Simon’s POVThe day before.‘I find myself smiling more often days’, my eyes were fixed on the screen of a computer, various sections of it, showing numerous footages of different places, in so many angles.‘I think this is my newest addiction’, despite the vast number of footages, my eyes were fixed only on a select few.The ones that had Tina in them.I was in the control room of Bells department store, watching Tina,The statement sounded creepy in my head but it was just hard to resist.The moment I entered, one look from me had sent the security personnel scurrying out.Not that they had a choice, after all I was paying the estimated amount of sales the store made in a day.When you payed close to a half a billion dollars just to spend a few hours in a department store, even the ground you walk on becomes gold.Remote in hand, I enlarge the section containing Tina so that it took up the whole screen.Watching her was me newest addiction,It sounded creepy, even to me, but it was
The next morning as I stare at my beloved white ceiling, I notice something as changed,Firstly, I couldn’t find that square shaped faded spot on my ceiling, or the sparse streaks of pure white among my ceiling, I look to the side to see the tendrils of dawn that I was once accustomed to, to see it as full blown streaks of sunlight spilling across my bedroom floor.It was a welcome change, the fact that I slept better, I didn’t wake up just few hours after sleeping only to stare, frustrated,It was a happy change I noticed, one that had me smiling as I got ready, never mind the side- eyed looks that Ajax was giving me.Apply makeup on, I notice the bags under my eyes were fading and I no longer needed to apply a thick layer of powder to hide it.It was wonderful, healing my heart, letting go of built up hatred that had lasted six years long.‘Mum, what has you smiling like that’, Ajax finally stops with suspicious looking, opting to confront me directly.‘Don’t tell me you got a husb
The first few days after the merger were hectic, Simon’s schedule was packed full which resulted in me working overtime most of the time,‘I’m sorry, I know how much you like going home on time’, Simon turns to tell me the moment we arrive back in Trove after a meeting 2 hours away from the company.Despite the fact that he was stressed out from the unending conversation with the young blond woman whose name I learned was Veronica Maxwell,She was the young CEO of the only company that could stand to par with SM and Simon wanted to meet her to make an investment into her new Tech company.The meeting had started with an intense stare down, where they both sized each other up,She finally broke the stare with a smile, brushing back the messy strands of her almost-white hair and stretching her hand out for Simon to shake.They both settled down to steak and wine and as I watched them only one question reigned in my head.‘What was it with rich people and smiling even when they’re raging
Lunch had ended, so the restaurant was sparsely filled, since lunch rush was over, Bella had taken a seat close to me, head drawn forward in a gossipy stance.I draw closer to her, not minding the bewildered look on her face, shushing her when she got loud.‘You must be bat shit crazy’, she whispers it this time, still looking at me,A laugh ripples from my insides, seeing her serious face.‘This is not a laughing matter, Tina’‘How could you agree to be friends? You’re the one losing’, she eyes me up and down as I laugh,‘This is not about losing or winning, Bella, it’s about trying to let go of heartache’She still eyes me as I continue,‘I’ve held unto hatred, bitterness for years and it has turned my heart into a black, ulcered mess’, my expression sours for a moment,‘So that’s it, you’re just going to forgive him, just like that’, she raises her hand up, expressive in discouraging me.‘No, he hurt me too much, I can’t forgive him just yet, I’m just giving him a chance to win my