DYLAN"You let Gwen say whatever she wants to say to her. You don't even defend her. Yes, she is your contract wife, but she's a human being as well. She has a life to live. You make fake promises and give her false hopes of a better tomorrow.""I try, Ezra. I'm trying!""You are not trying enough. All you care about is Gwen. Of course, you'll divorce Alena, but you can be friends with her. She's willing to be your friend. She only has good things to say about you. I feel bad for her. Have mercy on her, please."There was silence. I couldn't stop the tears. I felt horrible. Ezra wasn't even comforting me. I deserved it. My heart ached for her."It's either you make it up to her now or never. She's not going to be like this forever. Soon, she's going to give up. She's going to give up on you.""I'm gonna change.""Maybe you should start by apologizing for everything.""I'll do it. I'll do it sincerely. I want to make it up to her. I want to see her happy. I don't want to be the reason
ALENA"Would you let another guy kiss me even if he is your friend?" I asked Dylan with a hint of shyness in my voice.Allow me to say that taking out my anger on him has helped me quite a lot. I needed it. It helped me.His facial expression seemed to have changed when I mentioned the idea of kissing. His face contorted into a mask of mystery and disapproval."I'd rather be the one kissing you," he replied firmly, looking straight into my eyes.I was waiting for that part where he'd laugh it off as a joke, but it never came. He just stared at me intensely, waiting for me to say something.The idea of us kissing wasn't a bad idea at all, but he definitely had to be kidding me. He probably just wanted to get a hilarious reaction from me that'd embarrass me."Do friends kiss?" I finally asked after debating with my mind some punch responses to give him.That was all I could come up with. Anything else apart from that was dirty and wild."Right. Friends. Let's just call it a slip of the
ALENA"Good luck with your girlfriend," I wished Dylan as he pulled up in the driveway."Thanks. I'm sure I need it."We both exited the car, and Gwen literally ran to Dylan, ranting on and on about how mad she was at him for ditching her without a word.I kind of felt special. Dylan had chosen me over Gwen for the first time ever. We were actually friends now. Everything was just unbelievable. I knew my heart was bound to be broken because, deep down, I knew this friendship was only going to surface my feelings for him and make them stronger.Seeing Gwen hug him and stuff his face with kisses made my heart jumble up. I had dreams too of being in her place one day. They'd only remain dreams.I decided to stretch my legs a bit, so I walked to the pool. On my way there, I saw someone who didn't seem pretty happy with what he was seeing. Axel.He was looking at Gwen and Dylan from a distance as Gwen kissed Dylan's face over and over again.Now, how was I going to explain that?I increase
DYLANI smiled at Alena as she stomped off to her bedroom in my soaking wet shirt. She looked crazy cute in it, especially with her wet hair.I went to my bedroom and showered again, then I wore white ripped jeans, a denim button-down shirt, and matching Converse sneakers.I went to the lounge, where I saw Dad sitting with Gwen. From the floor-to-ceiling window, I could see Axel and Ezra in the garden, with the gardener helping out with the flowers. They were nature-loving freaks.I went on to hug my dad from behind, then I sat on a couch opposite theirs."How are you doing, Dad?" I asked, looking at him lovingly."I'm okay, Dyl. I'm fine now that you are here. I was really worried about you.""I'm really sorry, Dad. It wasn't my intention to do that to any of you. I won't repeat that mistake again," I assured him, and he smiled at me while nodding."Gwen, don't you want to go out with your boyfriend's dad today?" Dad asked, looking at Gwen, who was pulling her best innocent face."Of
DYLANFor real, my hands were on her waist. They had been there the whole time. Being close to her felt intimate and magical. At this point, I decided that she was special.I let go of her, and she tried to get up, but her necklace was stuck on one of my buttons."What now?" I asked, looking at her as she struggled to get it off."I can't get it off," she complained childishly."Let me do it," I offered."No. I don't want you to destroy it. It's very special to me.""Who gave it to you?""My mom gave it to me when I was like nineteen. It's my favorite. I don't want to lose it," she said genuinely.It must've been really precious, so I helped her remove it with caution. When she was finally free, she stood up, and so did I."I heard you cooked for me and even baked.""Imagine the waste. I'm not doing it again.""I want to eat it all.""No. It's all probably bad by now, plus the cake got ruined. We'll see next time.""I'm sorry, okay?""It's fine. Let's get going."I grabbed some fruits
ALENA"I know you can never be mine, but I love our secrets," I murmured against Dylan's lips.I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. I saw sincerity in his eyes, as though he wanted to say something but couldn't put it into words.He didn't have to say anything. I didn't care anymore. He had fulfilled one of the wishes I never realized I had until our lips locked.They were soft, and they fit perfectly onto mine. His touch was tender, just as I wanted a man to handle me. As hard as it was to accept, I had feelings for my husband, and they would be the end of me."Alena, you are beautiful," Dylan remarked, looking deep into my eyes."You are perfect, Dyl," I replied, brushing my thumb against his delicious lips. "You are just perfect," I added."I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Alena.""For what, Dyl?""You are my wife, but I...""I don't care. Remember, on our honeymoon, I promised to support you always? I won't break my promise. I'll support you and anything that gives you happiness.
ALENAWhen Steve finally let go of her, he started kissing her face, then her arms. This wasn't about friendship anymore. There was more to the picture, but I just couldn't tell what exactly."We'll leave you two alone," Celeste announced, grabbing her black hoodie and black cap. She moved towards me and stood close to me. My Celeste. She wasn't doing well. Something was off."Honey, I'll call you soon, okay? Take care of yourself, please. Mom will be home soon, so if you need her, you can go ahead of me. I'll be there soon," Steve said, kissing Celeste's forehead. I loved their relationship. Once upon a time, he was like that to me as well."Sure. Bye, Sophie. Take care," Celeste said, giving Sophie a small hug."Thank you. Alena, I'm sorry. I don't think I can still go out with you today.""It's okay, Sophie. I'll manage. Take care of yourself first. I'll see you later."Celeste left while I was still speaking to Sophie. I didn't even have a ride since we had used Sophie's car. She
ALENAI sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor, the red box in front of me. I took a deep breath and then wiped away my tears, which seemed to keep on flowing involuntarily.With trembling hands, I reopened it, and I looked at the picture that had made me cry. It was a beautiful picture of when I was eighteen, with Steve standing between Celeste and me. Our faces were beaming with joy.That was one of our best pictures together and one of our favorites. We all had a copy each, and back in the day, there was an enlargement of it proudly hung on the wall in the living room. It was unfortunately taken down when Dad passed away, and ever since, I have never seen it.Even my copy had been taken away, as had all the other memories I had in pictures or videos. Seeing it after nearly five years overwhelmed me with joy.I flipped over the photo and saw a note stuck to the back. It was Steve's handwriting.'Cry a river, build a bridge, and walk over it.'The words sank deep into my heart. He wa
ALENA’S EPILOGUE Our black SUV pulled up in Mom's driveway a little late in the afternoon and we all got out of the car. Amelia was snuggled in her daddy's arms, a place I knew was one of her favourites in the whole world and the way he paid enough attention to her and kept her smiling just made their bond stronger.Aidan and Iris were on either of my sides each holding each of my hands tightly as we walked up the driveway to the main entrance. We had all been looking forward to this family gathering for some time now. Spending time together, catching up on each other's lives and just being there for each other was something we all enjoyed. We were a family and meeting up together like this was always a pleasure."Thank you so much, Mommy, for buying me these pretty sparkly shoes and sparkly dress," Iris squealed excitedly, jumping up and down on her feet as we walked, staring admirably at her new outfit. "I feel like a princess," she added, giving me a brilliant smile that revealed
FIVE YEARS LATERDYLAN’S EPILOGUEThey say that you will never truly understand something until it happens to you.I honestly never paid much attention to this saying until realistic things happening in my own life started weighing much on it and opening my eyes to how everything I was once told about this big mystery called life started unfolding before my own eyes and manifesting in my life.Many a time, Dad would tell me about how marriage and fatherhood changed his life greatly for the better and it barely made any meaningful sense to me, but right now in this very moment, bonding with my baby and showering her with unconditional love made it all make perfect sense.There was something inexplicably intoxicating about seeing our precious bundle of joy happy with a radiant smile on her face. That smile had to be the prettiest thing I had ever seen, for it extended deep into my soul and filled me with joy. I couldn't resist smiling back at her with an even brighter smile, placing the
ALENADylan twirled me around, dipping me as he leaned forward closer to me. Staring at the masterpiece of a husband before me, my breathing became shallow and my heart felt heavy in my chest.Dylan pulled me back up into his arms and I rested my head on his chest and let him sway my body as the chorus rolled in. The song twirled like thread around us, the rhythm of our bodies simply passionate and majestic. I was deep in love."Alena, you're the inspiration for this precious song, and I just wanna see your face light up since you put me on. So now I say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone. And I can't wait to get you home, just to let you know, you are...""The love of my life," we whispered together in unison as I joined him in saying some of the lyrics along to the song playing.I was crying. He was way too sweet. I never imagined he'd be able to love me this much and take our relationship to a whole new level.Couples eventually started joining us on the dancefloor. I looked
ALENADylan pulled me towards him gently but firmly by my waist and he placed his lips firmly on mine, cupping my cheek with his hand.His lips were soft, almost silken against my own. Our lips fitted perfectly as if they were meant for each other. Moving against each other, feeling each other.Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting. This was beautiful and magical, a dream come true. When we pulled away from each other, the crowd was cheering loudly for us, clapping and everything.We both chuckled, holding hands tightly. We turned and faced everyone. Their cheers grew even louder and more enthusiastic.I could see Mom sitting in front with Benjamin, Steve and Celeste. Ezra was in front on the other side with Axel, Sophie and Elizabeth. Everyone else followed behind them. They all looked happy for us.Dylan and I stepped down from the wedding altar and we proceeded down the aisle. Everyone rose and started throwing confetti at us as we walked out. It was perfect.I looked up at
ALENA"Of course, I will. When can we start making the preparations?"Dylan laughed, pinching my nose. "Silly, I mean today. Everything is already set. You just have to get ready and walk down the aisle.""You're kidding right?""I'm dead serious, honey. Everything's the way you wanted it and mostly your choice. I know this isn't our first wedding, but I want us to consider this our actual wedding because the previous wasn't even one. This time around, I'm marrying you willingly with pride."I laughed, failing to believe this. "How? I can't believe this.""Believe it, baby. We're getting married and this time around the proper way. I've been so excited to finally take you as my wife the proper way and give you the joy you deserve. I want to marry you, Alena.""Dylan, how did you even think of this? Just how?" I asked him, blinking away my tears.He wiped away my tears with his hands. "Because I want to see you happy and make your dreams come true. It's called love, honey. You've drown
ALENADylan opened the door of his car on my side and I stepped out, taking his hand which he had extended politely towards me to help me out. I murmured a polite thank you with a smile on my face as he helped out and closed the door once I was standing next to him.We linked arms and he gave me a small peck on my forehead before we started walking down the pathway that led to the dock of a beautiful lake.There were bright heart shaped lanterns hanging on tree branches and rose petals artistically scattered on the pathway we were walking on. Star shaped twinkle lights were wound around branches and lining the pathway. It was breathtakingly beautiful.It was a beautiful sunset and it felt extraordinarily magical with the water in the lake glimmering beneath the beautiful sky, looking calm and inviting.I had no idea if it was the beautiful weather and scene that added the special magical effect or if it was the exceptional man right next to me, holding me like his entire life depended
DYLANI loved it when she played dirty. I loved seeing that side of her that only I knew. I loved this state where she was raw, untamed and fierce sexy."Naughty girl," I chuckled, smacking her butt firmly. She winced, her lips cracking into a wider smile."If I am naughty, what are you?" she purred, pressing her body firmly into mine. She bit her bottom lip tenderly, looking at me with lust filled eyes."Your sexy husband who loves bringing the naughtiness out of you." I smacked Alena's butt one more time, pressing her body into mine at the same time."Ah," she moaned, throwing her head back. She loved it.I took my spoon and scooped some ice cream onto it. I trailed the spoon from her earlobe down to her throat. She shivered, looking at my hand. "Cold," she breathed."I'll set you on fire," I promised and with those words, I smashed my lips onto her neck, earning a loud moan from her.I held her firmly close to me by her butt as I attacked her neck with deep kisses, soft nibbles and
DYLANShe took her wine glass from me and looked up at me, taking a step closer. "Careful what you wish for, Princess. I want to, I can and I will eat you," I said, closing the small gap between us."Is that a promise?" she asked me, running her finger slowly down my torso. I had been working out a lot to get back in shape. All my hard work hadn't gone to waste."It is," I affirmed, brushing my lips against her smooth skin. "And you know I never break my promises."Alena stood on her toes and she pecked my lips. She held both of our glasses, looking deep into my eyes with her bottom lip between her white teeth. I poured the wine and took my glass from her."What are we toasting to?" she asked me."To us. To our lives, love, freedom and everything we ever wanted that we can proudly say we achieved.""Cheers to that," she said, raising her glass."Cheers." We clicked our glasses and washed down the red wine together in one go. We had a second round and we drank the wine in the same mann
DYLAN"No," she mumbled quietly. She was crying."Show me your face. I want to look at you," I spoke softly."Do I have to?" she replied quietly. She sounded cute and in my head, I could see a cute pout on her lips as she said so. That made me smile."Yes. You have to," I murmured, kissing her temples. Alena slowly pulled away from me and she sat up, facing me. She had tears in her eyes and a few had fallen down her cheeks. I wiped them away using my thumbs."And why is my beautiful princess crying when we're supposed to be celebrating?" I asked her, taking both of her warm hands into mine. I planted sweet kisses on both of them and looked up at her. "I don't know," she mumbled, looking at our hands. "Tears of relief if there's anything of that sort I guess.""You don't have to hide your feelings from me, you know. It's okay to cry if you feel like it. We all express joy and relief in different ways.""Does that mean I can bawl my eyes out and you'll still be okay with it?""Hmmm...