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Simon’s POVHer eyes sparkled as I enveloped her palm in mineRough palms that were inc soft was a testament of her struggles since our divorce and I suppressed the urge to run the pad of my thumb across the back of her hand in comfort She kept a tight grip on my hand not willing to be the first to let go as she stared at me with something akin to anger.‘At least we had come to somehig over a truce', I thought in relief reminded of his she ha walked in and slammed her hands on my desk, eyes blazing. Anger had rolled off he in waves and although I feigned calmness and serenity I was a bit surprisedStill, it was a welcome change from her smile of deciet or unresponsiveness, I thought it good that my actions had this kind of effect on her.After a bout of staring and exchanging determined gazes, I drop her hand watching as he lips stretch up into a small smile,‘Fine, I’ll let her have this', the thought comes to me as I see triumph light up in the corners of her eyes and her g
Simon’s POVWhen I stop laughing her eyes go back to her narrowed state‘Did I say something funny?’, she says , voice hesistantI wave my hand in front of my face, trying to wave off the embarrassment from zoning out and laughing out loud.‘This would be a perfect example of loosing control of emotions that my mother talked about', I push the annoying voice out of my mind bringing my mind back go the matter on hand‘You were saying', I turn serious fixing serious eyes on TinaShe eyes me a little, pursing her lips‘You'll have to give me a moment to familiarise myself with your schedule, Mr Wright sent it to me', she takes out her phone and looks at it scrolling throughHer eyes fixes onto something there, halting her hands in their scrolling movement‘There’s somthing of note here', she galnces at me for a second and I nod my head urging her to continue‘It says right here that you would be having lunch with the chairman of Greld company three days from now', she stares at
Simon's POV‘Hey baby', the calm voice sounds over the phone as soon as I pick it up‘Sarah!!, where are you', I was out of my chair the very second, crashing a few of the papers on m desk to the floor, I payed them no mind, frantic in the search for my car keysSilence reigned over the phone, punctuated by my repetitive call for her name‘Sarah, baby, say something please’, I checked my phone repeatedly, trying to make sure she was still on the phone‘Found it', in the scattered mess of my desk and drawers, I finally found the infernal keysI check my phone one more time‘Good, she was still on the line’, I think with a little relief‘Sarah, where are you, I would come, just tell me', my voice cracked as I spoke into the phone hoping she heard my desperation.I stop at the door, waiting for her to say something‘Cool your jet's my dear', the calm voice in which she talked put my head on a rollercoaster‘Can you please just tell me where you are, my voice borders on hysterics as I re
Tina's POVSimon brushed past me at the speed of lightning, beating me in m movement towards the door, he was out of the door in seconds slamming the door.My mouth drops open as I stare at the closed door, it’s bang ringing in my ears.What annoyed me the most was the fact that Simon told me to clear his schedule for a weekAfter minutes of gruesome torture over the phone with the secretary of the chairman of Greld company, I was finally able to confirm that the lunch was happeningNow Simon wanted me to call back that annoying secretary that seemed to find it amusing that Simon had employed a female secretaryHe wanted me to call back that condescending secretary that kept asking me of the whereabouts of Wright.He expected me to cancel an appointment that I was only able to confirm after minutes of gruesome torture that felt like hoursI walk over to his desk and dump my notepad on his desk, forcing out an exhale in frustration‘Way to make my first rodeo as a secretary fr
Tina's POVAbout to place the calls, my eyes drifts to the wall clock that showed 1 o’clock, I drop my phone with a sigh, ‘he calls would have to wait, I had to go pick Ajax up' Leaving my comfortable position on the plush armchair, I walk out the door of his office and make my way through to the back entrance away from the prying eyes of reporters I wondered for a second if Simon, in all his haste remembered to keep away from them Seeing as his car was not parked at it’s spot beside the back gate, a little relief spread through me that he was at least sane enough to use the right exit. I blow a huff out at the feeling that still lingered in my heart My heart contradicted between pity for his unfortunate relationship, jealously at the fact that he would probably never act that way towards me, there was also this tiny uncanny feeling of elation atghe fact that he was going through this. To me, this was just a tip of the iceberg when compared to the manner in which he treated me
‘To hell with trying to comfort him', I thought as sudden anger swept at my insidesI was surprised at thus change in emotions, one moment I was wistful, thinking about the shared similarity between him and AjaxThe next I was angry, ‘what gave him the right to look at me with puppy eyes, to carry eyes that looked similar to Ajax's when he wanted something so badly'He just put me through hours of torture canceling appointments that had been arranged months ago‘What the hell is unclear your schedule, does that even make sense?’ I speak the words that had come to my mind beforeHe looks at me for a while, still bearing that beaten look on his face, before going to seat at his deskHe plops down on it with a sigh‘Can you just do as I ask', his pleading voice almost kills my anger and I stand up from my place on the sofa and towards his desk trying to reinforce my annoyance‘I just cancelled five of your appointments, how can I call them back minutes later to tell them it was n
Tina's POV ‘An explanation for what?’, his eyes narrows at my sudden question I decide to let him stew in confusion for a while ‘You said you just tolerate me right’, I watch as his confusion grows at my beating around the bush ‘You didn’t answer me' ‘Of course I said so, don’t quote my words back at me', he rushes out in his defense I nod at his answer taking a deep breath ‘Then why don’t you explain the jewelry box in you drawer’, ‘Why don’t you start with explaining the exact reason you switched out my necklace for one that’s this expensive', his eyes cloud over for a moment ‘Why in the world would you go through my drawer', he settles on being on the offensive side dropping his voice to a growl ‘Answer my question, Simon, answer the question' I was unfazed refusing to stray from my singular mission to free myself from confusion ‘You answer my question first, what audacity gave you the right, the boldness to open my drawer and look through my things’, I want to argue wi
Simon's POVAnnoyance bloomed in my chest as I watched her make calls, not looking once in my direction.It seemed I ceased go exist, seeing as with the sounds I made settling into my chair or the subtle throat clearing sounds I made had no effect on her, she didn’t raise her head in my direction once after settling on that armchairNot minding the fact that she called making calls for meetings gruesome torture, she seemed to fit right into the taskThe sound of her cheery voice as she greeted manager after manager, secretary after secretary did no good for the annoyance in my heart‘How can she look so unbothered when my heart was doing a million back flips in my chest.’‘How can she speak with such excitement rolling of her, when sadness had taken firm root in my chest'Glancing at her again through raised eyes I see that she had leaned back in the chair getting more comfortable has she talked with someoneShe crosses her legs at her knees fiddling with her pen, my eyes ling
Then I’m marching away from him, stomping back inside, away from cool evening air and the ellipse pool that reminded me of our stolen moments together,With relief I find that Simon doesn’t follow as I hear no footsteps from behind me.As I move back up the stairs, my stomp gradually reduces into a walk, red clearing from my vision,My shoulders are slumped again when I get to the room that had my son in it,Unbelief crowds into my head, realization dawning on me.I push open the door, to see Ajax occupied with one of the numerous action figures on the shelves, ‘Let’s go home', his face falls, but he gets up, lifting toy Spiderman with him,I walk in, picking up his bag, and hitching it on my shoulder then I hold his hand in mine,‘Aren’t we going to say bye to dad', Ajax pauses and looks up at me as we walk out of the room,‘I said bye to him already’, I pull at his hand and he follows nodding.We walk down the stairs and my heart stops when I see Simon standing at the foo
‘Your son', I scoff loudly, repeating his words.‘And what gave you the notion that he your son',‘What makes you so sure', my soles scuff tiles as I start pacing the length of the yard, letting some of my pent up anger leak out through my steps,‘Really Tina', he calls my name, and the displeasure in his words match mine,‘Are we really going to sit here and debate Ajax's paternity’, his voice is gruff, dropping lower with each word,‘He’s not', I shake my head from left to right as I pass Simon’s front repeatedly in my pacing,‘You told him yourself’, it rises again, ‘Ajax confirmed it', he grabs my hand again, forcing me to look at him.‘Even a child!!’, his face is all hardness, jaw clenched and grinding, as he punctuates the word,‘Even a child can see that we're father and son', his voice is gruff, as he finishes and his eyes darken, stormy orbs in a face of fury.I try to turn away from him, to turn away from his fury that infuriated me further, and continue pacing.
The door swings shut behind me, The noise of my sneakers hitting cement as I rushed along the driveway echoed in my ears,Drowning out the sound of the grass swaying gently in the evening breeze, louder than the sound of birds chirping from the trees,I side step the water fountain without so much as a glance at its sculpted glory,My eyes rests on those large double doors, that separated me from my son, willing it to disintegrate,Instead it does something different, swinging open, parting slowly, revealing Simon as I stomp up tiled steps.The large smile on his face was nonexistent to me, his arms open wide in greeting a momentary confusion as I sidestep him, pushing into the mansion, My heart was beating too fast in my chest, my footsteps echoing too loud in my ears for me too even regard him,To even do the simple task of asking his reason,So I ignore him, turning laser-like focus on finding my son and getting out of this largeness that had me feeling like I was drowni
Air got sucked from my lungs, like I just received a strike to the gut,‘No', I shake my head as my grip on my phone tightens,‘That can’t be true', my head keeps turning from left to right in unbelief as the click of the call ending sounded.I take the phone off my ear, bring it to the front of my face,‘That can’t be possible’, my brain felt waterlogged, my ears clogged as the noise of school children fades out.The only sound around was my heart, beating like the tick of a clock, resounding in my ears, echoing in my head,‘No', I shake my head again and call his school teacher,‘She’s probably mistaken’,‘There was no way he could be with Simon', My fingers shake against my screen as I scroll through my contacts,The first call goes to voicemail, ‘Pick up for Christ sake’, I swear under my breathe, dialing her number again,‘Could it be Adam?’‘But he would never refer to himself as Ajax’s father’, my mind swirls as the phone rings on, no sign of it being picked up.
By the time it was lunch my head was on a spin, on a whirlpool of frustration, I sat still, my hands folded in my lap,but my heart was on fire, my mouth burned like I was chewing on hot gum.The heat bled onto my palms, drawing sweat, that I wiped repeatedly against ash-gray pants, ‘At this point, I will never be able to tell him', I mused as I stared at the dark streaks my hands created, the creases from repeatedly fisting it's fabric in my hands.‘If only he didn’t smile those face splitting smiles whenever our eyes met’‘If only he didn’t look at me with such affection in his eyes'‘Maybe it would be easier to tell him if I wasn’t risk….’,‘Where should we eat today’, my musings get interrupted and I look up at him.We’d been so absorbed with each other the last week yet anytime my eyes met those ones shining with affection, a wave of unfamiliarity courses through me, a war between elation and fear ensues.‘Let’s just order in', I hide my surprise, the battle raging in
Time moved slowly, sluggishly, like my heart,It's sound, a turbid rhythm in my chest, like wading in mud water, dragging my head through varying degrees of shock,Of all things I anticipated, expected, planned for, this was the least of them.I didn't even think it possible, it was not a scenario I saw happening, My eyes watch, sluggishly, same as my heart at the teardrop that track Ajax's cheek trailing onto his lap.‘He's dad, isn’t he?’, he says it again, and my head rears back in a whiplash.The fact that he repeated it, a statement this time, proved the extent of the situation, it was a testament to how much of a mess I was in.‘Why is he not here with us?'‘Did he do something bad?', ‘Is dad a bad man?’, with each question, his voice raises, bordering on hysterics, fat tears rolling down his cheeks.‘Why don’t you want me to meet him?', he asks again, yet my mind travels, trying to pinpoint what could have given it away,I had been very careful to never mention the
For a moment I considered coming clean, telling him the truth of a son he never knew about, but the fear in my heart was stronger,So I chew slowly, bidding my time to formulate something believable, something that wouldn’t allow the serious expression his face had taken into something darker.I tried to formulate something that would allow me to keep this warm bubble we had built around ourselves,A bubble I was not keen on letting go off so soon.My head was a mess, strung between telling the truth and fumbling for lies,I had thought I was over this, relief had filled me when I found that he didn’t hear Ajax’s name fro Lisa's lips.I finish chewing and keep the smile on my face, deciding on the easy way out,‘He’s no one you should be bothered about', it was hard, dismissing my son as someone unimportant, yet it was easier than risking him taking Ajax away from me.I hoped it would be enough for him, my reassurance would be enough to quell questions he was suddenly keen on
Relief floods my insides and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in as the bell jangled, signifying their exit.‘I’ll be back in a minute', standing up, I head to the table they just left, clearing the pile of coloring books and crayons.Head chef had been so nice, allowing Ajax and Lisa in the restaurant for as long as they liked, but it won’t be fair to hog a table after they were gone, so I clear them up heading to the back room and placing them with Bella's things.I catch a glance of Cathy’s befuddled expression as I enter, knowing she would have pelted me with questions if she wasn’t attending to a customer.Stepping out, she’s done and I take a deep breath waiting for the maelstrom to begin.‘That’s Simon Valero right, theee Simon Valero', she draws closer to me and I stare, patiently nodding as she fires,‘Only son and child of Alicia Valero?, heir to SM group Simon Valero?’, her voice pitches with the last question and I finally use my words.‘Yeees', ‘To
‘You know you have to stop looking at the door whenever a customer walks in, you’re no longer a waitress', the sound of Bella's voice trickles to me, sounding at the back of my mind,Her statement was inconsequential in comparison with the drop of my heart to the pit of my stomach, the look of horror making a home on my face‘You're a…..’, she trails off as she follows my line of sight to the source of my predicament,‘Uh oh!’, she exclaims,Simon had walked in and was currently looking about the restaurant, a relaxed air about himI drop my head between my hands, hiding behind my hair, hoping he hadn’t seen me.‘That’s very fruitless, he has seen you already', I glance up again and my eyes meet eyes that lights up immediately they meet mine.‘What in the world is he doing here?’, I whisper yell, asking Bella and she shrugs,I quickly smoothen out my face, wipe horror off it as I face a smiling Simon sashaying towards me.My eyes turn towards the corner where Ajax and Lisa we