CONFRONTATION Sarah povMy son's attempt to call Lana was concerning, prompting me to search through my wardrobe for a dress that would fit. I had been gaining weight, and most of my dresses no longer accommodated my growing belly. I felt self-conscious about my appearance, which only added to my confusion about what to do next. Just then, Donovan entered the room, adjusting his tie as he prepared for work."Sarah," he said, his gaze fixed on me, sending a chill down my spine. "What's wrong?" I feigned ignorance, trying to ignore the intensity of his stare."Are you going out?" he inquired."No, I have other things to take care of," I replied, continuing to sift through my clothes.He scoffed and left without saying goodbye.Whatever… I quickly grabbed a stylish dress, eager to find answers to my pressing question. How did my little Bryan manage to get Lana's number when he hadn't been able to reach either his father or me? As I donned the dress, an unsettling feeling lingered in m
AM SCARED Lana povI looked at Caroline, who appeared genuinely stunned, her eyes scanning the room in disbelief. "Lana, did you witness what just occurred?" she inquired, her gaze flitting nervously around the office. I remained in a daze, unable to fully grasp his words. "I’m not sure, Caroline. Perhaps we should reach out for assistance and consider our next steps, especially given Sarah's concerned reaction regarding her son and me.”“What if she decided to contact the police? Despite her pleas, the little boy would still have to inform his mother about you. Lana, you brought this upon yourself,” Caroline exclaimed as she paced the office. I nodded in agreement. “I understand, Caroline; I should have stayed out of it instead of spending time with her son,” I admitted, resting my head on the table in an attempt to relieve the tension, but it was futile. I felt as though a weight was pressing down on my heart.Caroline halted her pacing and rested a hand on my shoulder. "We'
MY NIGHTMARE Donovan povThe dim illumination of the bar created elongated shadows, while the aroma of spilled whiskey blended with the oppressive atmosphere as I stumbled toward the restroom. The alcohol coursed through my veins, providing a bitter comfort amidst the turmoil that Sarah had introduced into my existence. The persistent voice of doubt reverberated in my mind, akin to an unyielding drumbeat.Upon entering the restroom, I caught a fleeting reflection of myself in the mirror—bloodshot eyes and a visage that appeared far older than my actual years. Although the alcohol had dulled my senses, it was insufficient to alleviate the anxiety that gnawed at my insides.I leaned over the sink, splashing cold water onto my face in an attempt to cleanse myself of the reality that clung to me like a second skin. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Lana entered, her expression a blend of concern and something more sinister—perhaps anxiety?How had she arrived here? What was her purp
Lana povI urgently approached the elevator, my fingers frantically searching for the button as I tilted my head upward in anxiety. With a sigh of relief, I blinked at the bright light bulb illuminating the elevator's ceiling. I turned gently and sank weakly onto one side, my heart racing with overwhelming thoughts. My hands instinctively covered my face in despair. Donovan's son had been incessantly calling for days, and it was disheartening. I couldn't bear the thought of his parents discovering that I had once taken their son away from them. Suddenly, I felt a violent jolt from the elevator, causing me to stumble to the floor. I grasped the cold steel of the elevator for support, struggling to regain my composure. At last, the elevator came to a halt, but a mechanical voice interrupted the silence, announcing that the elevator's system had been compromised and urging all passengers to remain calm until repairs were made. My eyes widened in disbelief as the words struck me deeply
SHE CHEATS Lana pov“Please clarify whether you would rather have a husband or boyfriend who is unfaithful. I find it perplexing why men choose to cheat.” I stated this plainly while searching through the bookshelf near my office desk. My eyes scanned the room, looking for a specific document that should have been on the shelf, but it was nowhere to be found.“What do you mean by an unfaithful husband or boyfriend? Are you even considering your question?” Her tone dripped with sarcasm as she spoke, her attention focused on her phone, a smile indicating she was likely chatting with someone.In an attempt to capture her attention, I tossed a book in her direction, prompting her to lazily lift her gaze. “What is it, Lana? You pose a question I can't answer, so please let me be.”“No, I can't, sweetheart, because that foolish boyfriend of yours, who is so mindlessly keeping you company, is a complete cheat, " I replied gruffly, snapping my fingers in front of her as if she were my conce
Apology Donovan povI found it difficult to suppress the dream from two days ago, as I was eager to share it with Lana. I hoped she would forgive me and allow me to rest peacefully, free from any unsettling nightmares.“What brings you to my office? We do not have any scheduled meetings,” she scoffed, striking her fist against the table with such force that it sent a shiver of fear through me.I sneezed to the side, and as I lifted my gaze, our eyes met briefly before she quickly averted hers. “Can you please begin speaking, Donavon? Do not waste any more time,” Caroline's voice cut through the tension.“I implored Caroline, Could you kindly excuse us?”“Fine, since you prefer to keep your secrets from me, I will soon learn what Lana has to say,” she retorted. As she walked away, I observed her hand on the doorknob until she finally left the room.The departure of Caroline altered the room's ambiance, intensifying the tension. Lana's gaze was a blend of fury and intrigue. "Donovan,
COLD NIGHT Caroline povThe winter season enveloped me as I huddled beneath my duvet, feeling as though the chill had seeped through the fabric and wrapped itself around me. I had turned off the air conditioning, the fan, and anything else that might stir the air and send shivers down my spine. Alone in my room, I clutched my pillows tightly, curling my legs in an attempt to ward off the cold.I rolled from side to side on my bed, searching for a comfortable position that would keep the cold at bay."Oh Caroline, this cold is really getting to you," I murmured under the covers. Perhaps I should find someone to share warmth with; after all, love is often found in companionship. With a resigned shrug, I tossed aside my duvet and swung my legs over the edge of the mattress. As I made my way to the light switch, I caught sight of a shadow."Jesus Christ!" I exclaimed, jumping back and hiding behind the mirror, wondering who would be lurking around the building at such a late hour.
RECONCILATION Caroline pov “Why did you bring him to my house at midnight?” I glared at her, my anger palpable. My eyes widened in disbelief. “Why?” I questioned Lana, who stood there looking bewildered, tears streaming down my face. I despise my father, and the fact that she brought him here so early left me utterly perplexed. “Couldn’t you have waited until around 6 or 7 in the morning?” I grasped her hands, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through me. She shook her head and quickly enveloped me in a hug. “Caroline, are you experiencing some sort of mental distress? It’s past 6 AM, so why are you upset? He’s here to apologize and celebrate with you, Caroline.” Experiencing mental turmoil? Seeking forgiveness? Looking to celebrate? These thoughts spiraled in my mind like a whirlwind, leaving me feeling lightheaded and confused. I pushed Lana aside, my gaze sweeping the room in search of the source of my distress. Then, I spotted him. My father. He stood in the corner, h