It had been nearly a week since that night—and Hayden has been giving me cold shoulder all week since he thought I was keeping something from him. Because, well… I was.
And things hadn’t been the same since.He still spoke to me. Still kissed me goodbye before leaving for work. Still acted like everything was normal in front of Blake. But I felt the difference. The distance.And I hated it.He was being civil, but he wasn’t being himself. No teasing remarks. No playful back-and-forth. Just quiet smiles that didn’t quite reach his eyes. And worst of all? He didn’t hug me in his sleep anymore.So tonight, I decided to bring up something that might help lighten things between us.“Blake’s school is hosting Family Day tomorrow,” I said while setting the plates for dinner. “There’ll be games and activities, and all the kids are supposed to have both their parents or guardians with them.”Hayden, who was scrolling through his phone and barely reacted. “Hmm.”The Family Day games were finally over.Blake had the time of his life, laughing and playing like he didn’t have a care in the world. His energy was still high even after playing a bunch of game already.It was time for food, and the people started flocking to the inner hall where the foods were placed.But Hayden?He still wasn’t here.I stood near the entrance of the school, my eyes scanning the crowd, phone gripped tightly in my hand. He hadn’t sent another message. No calls. No texts.Just… nothing.I chewed on my lower lip, feeling a strange mix of worry and frustration.Did something happen? Or did he just decide not to come? Just where is he?!Before I could spiral too deep into my thoughts, I caught movement from the corner of my eye.Blake, clutching a huge teddy bear in his tiny arms as he was practically skipping toward me.And walking beside him, hands shoved in his pockets while a lazy smirk played on his face was Dominic.
The car ride home was suffocating.Hayden hadn’t said a single word since we left the school. He just kept his hands on the wheel, eyes straight ahead, his jaw locked in silent restraint.I wanted to say something.Anything.But the air between us was so thick, I could barely breathe.Blake was in the backseat hugging his massive teddy bear, Mr. Fluffington, as he had proudly named it.And the second we arrived home, he bolted inside.“Uncle Hayden! Look at this!” he beamed, holding up the plush toy as soon as we stepped through the door. “Isn’t he cool?”Hayden forced a small smile, ruffling Blake’s hair. “Yeah, buddy. He’s awesome.”“And guess what?” Blake continued excitedly. “Papa and I won him! We played lots of games together, and it was so much fun!”I flinched.I knew the moment that word left his mouth, it was like twisting a knife into Hayden’s heart. His face scrunched a little for a moment bu tasked it off quickly.He didn’
It had been way too long since Hayden and I spent time together just the two of us. And with what has been happening. I decided to clear my schedule and dedicated a whole day for the two of us. We at least deserve this needed break.The moment we stepped into the mall, he was already in full spoiling mode.“Pick whatever you want,” he said, flashing me that signature grin of his.I raised an eyebrow. “You do realize I have money now, right? I can treat you for once.”Hayden scoffed, draping an arm around my shoulders as we walked. “And deprive me of the joy of spoiling my lover? Absolutely not.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re so dramatic.”“And yet, you love it.”I sighed. “Why do you everyone keep saying that?”He just smirked and led me straight into a boutique, where I barely even had a say in what was happening.“Try this one.”“Ooh, this color will look great on you.”“We’re getting this.”Before I knew it, we were loaded wit
After dinner, Hayden leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms like a lazy cat. He had that look—the one that meant he was up to something.“We’re going somewhere,” he said casually, as if he hadn’t just blindsided me with the announcement.I raised an eyebrow. “Now? It’s late.”He smirked. “That’s the point.”I groaned, already feeling the exhaustion creeping in. “Can’t we do whatever this is tomorrow? My bed is calling me.”Hayden shook his head, standing up. “Nope. You’ll love it, I promise.”I sighed, rubbing my temples. “At least tell me where we’re going.”“Nope,” he repeated, grinning as he took my hand and pulled me up. “You can just take a nap on our way there.”I grumbled the entire way to the car. And the moment I settled inside. I was out like a blown candle.—When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the gentle hum of the car.The second thing? The eerie darkness outside.I blinked groggily, sitting up. “Where… ar
The night felt like something straight out of a dream. I leaned back on my hands, staring up at the vast sky, a content sigh escaping my lips. “Time flies too fast, doesn’t it?”Hayden hummed in agreement beside me. “Yeah. Feels like just yesterday we were here, and I was making a fool out of myself, trying to confess to you.”I turned my head to look at him, smirking. “Oh, you mean when you stuttered through half your confession and nearly tripped over a rock?”He raised his brow at me, “Now you’re just making things up?”I grinned. “What do you mean? That’s exactly how I remember it.” I said, teasing him.Hayden shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m marrying a woman who takes pleasure in my suffering.”I gasped, playfully shoving his arm. “Excuse me! First of all, I never agreed to marry you—”He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Yet.”I squinted at him, suddenly suspicious. “Why do you sound so confident?”He shrugged, looking way too smug. “Ju
We were on our way home after unintentionally spending the night outside. I glanced down at my hand, the ring on my finger glistening even in the soft daylight.I looked down at my hand, at the ring that now sat on my finger. It was simple but beautiful. A smooth white gold band with a single diamond in the middle. But what really got me was the engraving on the inside. “My first and last”It was so Hayden. Refined, meaningful, and intentional. “My fiancée’s staring at her hand a lot,” Hayden’s voice broke through my thoughts.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide the smile playing on my lips. “I mean, it’s so pretty. Who wouldn’t stare?”Hayden smirked. “Should I get jealous of the ring?”I turned my hand slightly, admiring the way the sunlight made it shimmer. “Mmm. Maybe.”He scoffed, reaching over to take my left hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a brief, lingering kiss. “There. Now it’s touched by me. That should make it hundred times better.”
I walked into the office that morning with a spring in my step and a smile that just wouldn’t go away. It wasn’t just a good day, it felt like the world was finally spinning the right way for me again. After everything, I was finally happy.“Good Morning Miss,” one of the interns beamed as I passed by.“Morning!” I chirped back, offering a quick wave. My heels clicked against the marble tiles like music. People nodded, smiled, even I feel like they were probably a little surprised by how bright I was glowing today. But I didn’t care. Let them wonder.But the moment I pushed the door open to my office, the smile on my face quickly drained away.Dominic was already inside with his arms crossed, pacing like he had every right to be in my space. My hand was still on the doorknob, and I’m not even sure if I should make my presence known, already seeing a huge argument coming my way.“Seriously?” I finally muttered, shutting the door behind me and rubbing my templ
My heels echoed through the hospital loudly. I didn’t care if people were staring. My heart was racing so loud it practically drowned out the sound of my steps anyway. I followed the nurse, my eyes trained on the walls but my mind all over the place.Please be okay. Please, Hayden, be okay.“He’s in this room, ma’am,” the nurse said, stopping in front of a door. She looked at me with a bit of sympathy in her eyes. “His condition has stabilized. It was a road accident—some reckless driver at an intersection. We’re still waiting for the official report.”Road accident?My breath caught in my throat as I stepped into the room.There he was.His head was wrapped in white gauze, a few cuts lining his forehead. His lip was split on one side. He had an IV in his hand and an oxygen clip on his finger. He looked... pale…and till. Too still for someone who never stops moving.My knees buckled slightly, and I had to grip the side of the door to stop myself from fall
Back at the hospital, the atmosphere felt heavier. Too sterile. Too quiet. It was the kind of silence that I hate. The only things that you you basically hear is the beeping of the monitor.Hayden still hadn’t woken up.I sat next to him in the VIP room where the nurses led me to earlier, my eyes fixed on the bandage wrapped around his head. There were scratches on his face, some bruising on his jaw. But nothing prepared me for the moment I walked in and saw him lying there, still, pale, tubes hooked to him.The nurse had said his condition was stable, but that word barely gave me comfort.Stable meant alive. Not okay.“Ms.?” A nurse peeked in. “Do you need anything?”I shook my head. “Thank you.”I asked Aiden to go home first to take care of Blake. So it was just me and Hayden right now. We have also notified their parents and Auntie almost fainted at the news and had to be taken to the hospital. Uncle said they’ll arrive tomorrow since they were o
I was expecting him to yell. To meet fire with fire, like he always did. But Dominic just stared at me, his expression unreadable.And his stillness made me even more angrier. My hands were still slightly trembling from the slap, and my heart was pounding in my chest. But then I saw something unexpected, his eyes… it wasn’t filled with rage. They looked… concerned. And tired.He took a step forward. “Why are you crying?”I blinked, feeling the heat of my tears finally streaming down. I didn’t even realize I was crying until he said it. My throat was dry, and my chest hurt, but I wasn’t about to let him touch me—much less see me like this.When his hand reached up to wipe my face, I slapped it away. Hard.“Don’t touch me,” I said through clenched teeth. My voice cracked, but I didn’t back down.To my surprise, he didn’t push it. He actually pulled his hand back and… obeyed me. That was the scariest part. The calm before whatever twisted storm he had plann
My heels echoed through the hospital loudly. I didn’t care if people were staring. My heart was racing so loud it practically drowned out the sound of my steps anyway. I followed the nurse, my eyes trained on the walls but my mind all over the place.Please be okay. Please, Hayden, be okay.“He’s in this room, ma’am,” the nurse said, stopping in front of a door. She looked at me with a bit of sympathy in her eyes. “His condition has stabilized. It was a road accident—some reckless driver at an intersection. We’re still waiting for the official report.”Road accident?My breath caught in my throat as I stepped into the room.There he was.His head was wrapped in white gauze, a few cuts lining his forehead. His lip was split on one side. He had an IV in his hand and an oxygen clip on his finger. He looked... pale…and till. Too still for someone who never stops moving.My knees buckled slightly, and I had to grip the side of the door to stop myself from fall
I walked into the office that morning with a spring in my step and a smile that just wouldn’t go away. It wasn’t just a good day, it felt like the world was finally spinning the right way for me again. After everything, I was finally happy.“Good Morning Miss,” one of the interns beamed as I passed by.“Morning!” I chirped back, offering a quick wave. My heels clicked against the marble tiles like music. People nodded, smiled, even I feel like they were probably a little surprised by how bright I was glowing today. But I didn’t care. Let them wonder.But the moment I pushed the door open to my office, the smile on my face quickly drained away.Dominic was already inside with his arms crossed, pacing like he had every right to be in my space. My hand was still on the doorknob, and I’m not even sure if I should make my presence known, already seeing a huge argument coming my way.“Seriously?” I finally muttered, shutting the door behind me and rubbing my templ
We were on our way home after unintentionally spending the night outside. I glanced down at my hand, the ring on my finger glistening even in the soft daylight.I looked down at my hand, at the ring that now sat on my finger. It was simple but beautiful. A smooth white gold band with a single diamond in the middle. But what really got me was the engraving on the inside. “My first and last”It was so Hayden. Refined, meaningful, and intentional. “My fiancée’s staring at her hand a lot,” Hayden’s voice broke through my thoughts.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide the smile playing on my lips. “I mean, it’s so pretty. Who wouldn’t stare?”Hayden smirked. “Should I get jealous of the ring?”I turned my hand slightly, admiring the way the sunlight made it shimmer. “Mmm. Maybe.”He scoffed, reaching over to take my left hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a brief, lingering kiss. “There. Now it’s touched by me. That should make it hundred times better.”
The night felt like something straight out of a dream. I leaned back on my hands, staring up at the vast sky, a content sigh escaping my lips. “Time flies too fast, doesn’t it?”Hayden hummed in agreement beside me. “Yeah. Feels like just yesterday we were here, and I was making a fool out of myself, trying to confess to you.”I turned my head to look at him, smirking. “Oh, you mean when you stuttered through half your confession and nearly tripped over a rock?”He raised his brow at me, “Now you’re just making things up?”I grinned. “What do you mean? That’s exactly how I remember it.” I said, teasing him.Hayden shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m marrying a woman who takes pleasure in my suffering.”I gasped, playfully shoving his arm. “Excuse me! First of all, I never agreed to marry you—”He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Yet.”I squinted at him, suddenly suspicious. “Why do you sound so confident?”He shrugged, looking way too smug. “Ju
After dinner, Hayden leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms like a lazy cat. He had that look—the one that meant he was up to something.“We’re going somewhere,” he said casually, as if he hadn’t just blindsided me with the announcement.I raised an eyebrow. “Now? It’s late.”He smirked. “That’s the point.”I groaned, already feeling the exhaustion creeping in. “Can’t we do whatever this is tomorrow? My bed is calling me.”Hayden shook his head, standing up. “Nope. You’ll love it, I promise.”I sighed, rubbing my temples. “At least tell me where we’re going.”“Nope,” he repeated, grinning as he took my hand and pulled me up. “You can just take a nap on our way there.”I grumbled the entire way to the car. And the moment I settled inside. I was out like a blown candle.—When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the gentle hum of the car.The second thing? The eerie darkness outside.I blinked groggily, sitting up. “Where… ar
It had been way too long since Hayden and I spent time together just the two of us. And with what has been happening. I decided to clear my schedule and dedicated a whole day for the two of us. We at least deserve this needed break.The moment we stepped into the mall, he was already in full spoiling mode.“Pick whatever you want,” he said, flashing me that signature grin of his.I raised an eyebrow. “You do realize I have money now, right? I can treat you for once.”Hayden scoffed, draping an arm around my shoulders as we walked. “And deprive me of the joy of spoiling my lover? Absolutely not.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re so dramatic.”“And yet, you love it.”I sighed. “Why do you everyone keep saying that?”He just smirked and led me straight into a boutique, where I barely even had a say in what was happening.“Try this one.”“Ooh, this color will look great on you.”“We’re getting this.”Before I knew it, we were loaded wit
The car ride home was suffocating.Hayden hadn’t said a single word since we left the school. He just kept his hands on the wheel, eyes straight ahead, his jaw locked in silent restraint.I wanted to say something.Anything.But the air between us was so thick, I could barely breathe.Blake was in the backseat hugging his massive teddy bear, Mr. Fluffington, as he had proudly named it.And the second we arrived home, he bolted inside.“Uncle Hayden! Look at this!” he beamed, holding up the plush toy as soon as we stepped through the door. “Isn’t he cool?”Hayden forced a small smile, ruffling Blake’s hair. “Yeah, buddy. He’s awesome.”“And guess what?” Blake continued excitedly. “Papa and I won him! We played lots of games together, and it was so much fun!”I flinched.I knew the moment that word left his mouth, it was like twisting a knife into Hayden’s heart. His face scrunched a little for a moment bu tasked it off quickly.He didn’