The familiar smell of an antiseptic, which was popularly associated with hospitals, hit Aria's nose before she opened her tired eyes. At first, when she opened them, she struggled to make sense of her environment. Her eyes were opened, but she had not fully grasped her location. She tried to hoist herself when she discovered that an IV was attached to her skin. She felt a bile rush up her throat when she coughed.Just then, Robert walked into the room, and his eyes flew open when he discovered she was awake. He rushed towards her and bent his head to examine her face, relief washing over him."You're awake." He stated, pushing a strand of hair from covering her face."Yeah," she said, her voice coming out lower than she expected. She tried to stifle a yawn as she hoisted herself, with Robert assisting her with care."How are you doing?" He asked her."Good, I guess." She responded, looking around the room. Her location had dawned on her. "What am I doing here?" She glanced up at him,
"Where's this anger coming from? I mean, it's my life, not yours!" She responded."We're in this together; you're married to me, and you're under my care." He refuted. "You care so little about your health, and you keep stressing yourself.""You have not lived in my body before, so I'm certain you may be unable to understand why I'm like this." She replied, trying to will away whatever overwhelming emotions were washing over her."What do you mean?""I'm not as wealthy as you are, and I have to work for the kind of life I want to give my family and me. Ever since my father died and my mother fell ill, I've had to shoulder most of the responsibilities. This is my life; I have to work and not rely on the promise of any man to take care of me, and every free opportunity that has been offered to me has been bait of some sort."Robert was taken aback by her outburst. Bu
Harry sat on his bed, scratching his dreadlocks and thinking about how the conference had gone. When he was called to speak, he felt his heart beating so loudly that the stares he got from people made him feel like they could hear it too. His palms were sweaty as he held his iPad; he thought it could slip off his fingers, but he was thankful that it didn't. When he stepped on the podium and the thundering claps from the audience inserted some pressure in him, he knew he had to kill this. He was the first speaker to open the show, so he had to set the bar high. After he was done, the claps and cheers from the people thundered more than he expected, and he was indeed grateful that he had lived up to expectations. As much as he loved being invisible, he also loved the feel of the cheers that emanated from the crowd. He loved being looked upon with adoration. The reason he thought he loved being invisible was because he didn't think he'd be able to meet people's expe
Aria was preparing for work now. Anna had already finished all that she had planned on doing, so she had gone to work. As Aria went about her daily routine, a certain emptiness kept on digging herself in her chest, and she couldn't shake it off as she felt it grow deeper as the second crawled by. She contemplated going to work so she could avoid Robert, but she didn't know that was possible because she couldn't bring herself to miss work because she was having issues with her boss. That was a sign of irresponsibility, and she was not irresponsible. When she got discharged, Robert drove her home in silence, neither attempting to break the awful silence that had grown roots within the confinement of the car. And as she stole glances at him, she noticed how fixated he kept his gaze on the road without his jaw twitching. She decided that he was angry at her, and her brain wouldn't stop playing scenarios of how she'd have reacted differently so they wouldn't
Aria stepped into the bathroom, bent her head into the sink, and tried to stop herself from crying. Even with no one in sight, she still felt like people could watch, and they could tell that she was weak. How Robert had reacted towards her made her feel like he didn't care about her, and she had been the biggest fool all along for thinking otherwise. It broke her heart; his unflinching cold as ice demeanor struck her in all the places. She couldn't believe that he'd turn his back on her like that without even attempting to sort things out, and then he asked her how she was dling because he felt obliged to do that, not because he wanted to; that was all she saw, even if he genuinely cared. What was that mixed signal all about? How could he care about her and not want to fix things with her? Her heart palpitated as she began to uncover different scenarios. She was failing at this now; she had told herself that the whole Ivan dynamics, meant she was going to be more careful, but being
Robert was on his way to his father's house. He had ordered him to come over, saying he wanted to talk to him in person. To be honest, Robert was a little bit scared.He knew that whatever small conversation he wanted to have with him was something they could have been able to talk about over the phone. The fact that he asked him to come over meant that it was important. He liked having a clue about stuff, and the fact he had no clue how the conversation could go made him extra scared. But he had to face it and get over it.He couldn't even keep stalling because it could catch up with him. His heart thumped faster as he thought about his father's stern expression when he'd query him for not showing up at the conference; instead, he delegated the duty to his stepbrother. He'd explain to his father that his secretary and personal assistant, sorry, his wife, had fainted, and he knew he wouldn't be able to function properly, so he had to ditch the conference
Aria felt the sharp pain before she woke up. It felt like needles were punching holes in her stomach. She groaned softly at first, thinking it was just a mild pain and it would definitely fade off. She took a deep breath, turning over to the other side, attempting to go back to sleep. The stinging sensation descended on her again, paralyzing her legs and as she groaned this time around, she knew it wasn't an ordinary pain. The darkened room and the excruciating pain made it feel like the pain was swallowing her whole and she was being hurled out of this world. The shadows in front of her merged into lines of horror that threatened to coil itself around her body. As much as she wanted to get rid of this sharp pain, she also wanted to see past these blurry figures. She jabbed the night lamp on, jerked up and the shadows were nothing. She looked over to her side, even with the force which she hoisted herself up, Anna didn't even stir. She was a deep sleeper. The pai
Harry could not believe that his father was smiling with Robert. He thought that he'd be angry at him because of the way he had sounded during dinner. It was shocking to have seen the both of them looking happy. When he had greeted his father, he had regarded them briefly before he fixed his gaze on Robert again. That hurt him deeply. He felt invisible, and he knew he was going to be like that for a while unless he broke the chain, tore the cloak, surrounding him. He knew had to act fast. He had to do something concerning Robert. He had to look into his marriage like it had occurred to him. His phone buzzed, dragging him from his thoughts. He stretched his hands to retrieve it, his gaze slid to the caller ID. It was his mother. His eyes flew wide at the reason she could be calling. She rarely called him while she was away from home. Even when she was home, they rarely talk so he couldn't help but wonder what would make her call him. His guesses was that she wanted to talk Bryan or her