Lachlan I couldn’t sleep. It was terrible. I decided to work instead and get my mind off the chaos that happened in my room. But I just couldn’t concentrate. I struggled so hard, but I was messing up the documents instead. I shut down my system in anger and went to bed instead to continue the struggle. I knew what could help. And I badly wanted to get up, match to her room, and apologise for everything that happened. But then, what was the point? We were never going to be a couple. She confirmed it today, even though she tried being diplomatic about it.I was broken. The reality was too damning. My heart ached. I have never felt this much pain. I deserved it, so I didn’t even blame her. It was all my fault. I deserved every pounce of the pain I felt. But admitting it only worsened the ache.I couldn’t help it. I wanted to stop the lines from storming my mind, but nothing I did worked. So all along, she was just testing the waters until we were due for a divorce? This was too much. A
Amelia I watched him walk out of the house without saying a word to me. His face was swollen, and he appeared weak. I wanted to go up to him and hold him, probably place his head on my breast, and let him know; we just had a very weird outburst yesterday, which was very expected. That we didn’t mean anything we said. I was in love with him, and only he had the key to my heart. All I wanted was peace between him and Eric. I didn’t like the fact that their rival worsened on my account. But I didn’t think this would escalate this much. I was troubled.And maybe I used the wrong words the previous day. But I also didn’t appreciate the fact that he kept likening Eric to that slutty bitch. I just couldn’t contain it. That was too insulting, and I just couldn’t take it. Of course, Eric was crossing the lines, and I needed to keep him in check. But I just couldn’t take the insults Lachlan hurled at him.At the moment, I didn’t even know where I stood. But I knew I wasn’t happy with what hap
Amelia A familiar ringtone interrupted my nap, and I turned to my phone to check who had called. At the sight of the caller ID, my lips widened in smile. Bailey was never late. She was always accurate with timing when she called. I didn’t feel good to call her and let her find out about what happened; seeing her nephew was the reason this happened in the first place. I knew the problems this could create for them, and I didn’t want that.But I didn’t think I could manage this anymore. This was my marriage, and I needed to throw sentiments aside and get help. So I was determined to tell her everything. I didn’t care anymore who it affected. Because obviously, no one cared how this affected me. “Hi Bailey,” I said as I answered the call, sitting up. “So if I never call, we can never talk?” She said, scolding me. I sighed. I was very guilty of this.“I’m sorry, Bailey. I promise to also reach out.” I apologised, not knowing how to defend myself. She heaved a sigh. “It’s okay. How ar
AMELIAMy mind was whirling with so many thoughts as I ended the call with Bailey. I bit my lip as I began to strategise a plan on how I could apologise to Lachlan. Last night was so awkward and tense between us, and I don't think I want to live so uncomfortably with him when we just recently started to heal from our past. He was trying his best, and I just decided to be a fool and open my stupid mouth and compare him to Eric. I'm still wondering why he sent those gifts. I needed to talk to him, but first I must fix my marriage. I had decided to look at it from his own point of view. I knew his relationship with that woman was more intimate than the relationship I had with Eric. Maybe that was why I suddenly got defensive. Because she got to enjoy his touch, meanwhile I had never been with any man apart from him, and from the beginning it was a horrible experience for me. Until recently. I had imagined Cassandra sending him a box of gifts, and suddenly I felt livid and territorial
LACHLANDrowning my sorrows in alcohol was the worst decision I have ever made. My head felt like it was about to split open and my chest felt cramped and suffocated. I was suffocating in dread. When I left the house early in the morning I headed straight to work but did nothing except sign papers. I made sure Clara cleared my whole schedule and if anyone asked she should just say I was indisposed. I waited till it was late in the evening before I drove over to one of my bars. It has been a while since I came here. It was one of the few properties I have in my name and I realized I needed to pay much more attention to it. When I walked in the manager recognized me immediately and led me to my office. I asked him to send someone to get me a bottle of whiskey and he replied with a “Right away sir.” Before leaving me alone. Not too long after he left, a waiter came back later with the bottle, a glass and a bucket of ice. I had been drinking ever since the bottle arrived and I was alm
AMELIA Lachlan stared at me with weary eyes, his grip on the fork tightening. It was a good thing he had gone halfway through his plate before I spoke. I knew his appetite was long gone now. He reclined back on his seat and sighed. “What is it you want to talk about?” No term of endearment, just straight to business. I unconsciously chewed my lip in anxiety. I didn't know how this conversation was going to go. But first I needed to apologise for what I did. “I’m sorry.” Silence followed my words. We stared at each other for a while, and I couldn't decipher what he was thinking. His face was blank of any emotions, and it was already making me uncomfortable. Normally I could tell what he was feeling just by his facial expression and body language, but now I couldn't see a thing. It was new and daunting. “You don't need to apologise for anything, Amelia. I'm the one who needs to apologise,” he finally said after minutes of stretched silence. I shook my head in disagreement. "N
LACHLANI held Amelia’s wrists as she fought against me, struggling to be free of my embrace. “I'm so sorry, my love. I'm so sorry for everything I have done. For everything I've put you through.” I kept whispering in her ears over and over again. My fingers tangled in her hair as her body racked with sobs. I could feel her pain like it was my own. As she cried, I could hear the sorrow in her voice. The sound made my knees almost buckle against the weight of it. It was like a vice pulling me down underwater in an attempt to drown me. I wanted to take all her pain away. I picked her crying body bridal style and walked us upstairs to my room. Thankfully, she let me carry her. I had to find a way to manoeuvre and pull the door open with her in my arms. I was grateful when it worked after several failed attempts. I carefully placed her on the bed and walked back to close my room door, then turned off the room lights. I pulled my shoes off and left my socks on, then I got into bed wi
ERIC“What do you mean she returned them?” “Exactly what I just said, Cassandra, or have you suddenly gone deaf? She returned everything I sent.” “But why?!"I completely zoned out the moment she began her endless rant about how I said this plan would work in ruining their relationship. It was supposed to work. I just have no idea what went wrong. All the cards were falling into place. After the gifts were delivered, I got a call from Amelia saying we needed to talk. What I didn't expect was to hear Lachlan's voice at the other end of the phone call. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face when he started to yell through the phone. I knew there was no way they didn't get into a fight after that phone call. It was just impossible. I decided to wait for Amelia to call me again after Lachlan showed her his true colors. Instead, I got the shock of my life when the delivery man knocked on my door and returned the gifts I had sent to her. I was so angry I trashed everythi
Lachlan's POVI couldn't handle Amelia rejecting me again. The moment I went home, I went straight to my bedroom and began to pack my bags. Maybe, space was what she needed from me. I was done packing and kept my box at the side. In the morning, I would leave for Japan. I had already informed my pilot. The jet was ready and so was everyone. After that, I sat in the bar in the living room, drinking some water. I didn't have the stomach for any more alcohol. I finished and kept down the glass. Almost immediately, I heard the sound of a driving vehicle. I wasn't expecting any guests and the guards knew better than to let anyone into the compound without informing me. I rose to my feet and waited. Just who was here?A soft knock in the door tore through the air and I froze.Was it mom? Nina? Dad?I made a beeline for the door and held it open. Standing before me was the person I expected to show up at my doorstep — Amelia. “Amelia, what are you—”Without a word, she pressed her lips
Amelia's POVI scrolled through my phone, wondering if I should call Lachlan.A part of me wanted to, while the other half told me it was a terrible idea.I sat up on the couch and chewed on my lip. It was late, and here I was, thinking about someone who was probably not thinking about me. I had rejected him most horribly. I'm pretty sure he hates me, and I'm pretty sure he's out drinking and laughing and living while I sit here, questioning every decision I have ever made.I searched for Lachlan in my message app, and I stared at the screen. “Do I apologize for what I did, or should I do it in person?”My finger hovered over the keyboard, and I typed. “I'm sorry.”Then I went to the emoji icon, looking for a sad emoji. I settled for the faceless emoji, but instead of sending it, I sent a kiss emoji.Just like that, I sent it. “No, no, no, no!”Before I could delete it, he had already read it. My phone dropped to my lap and I nearly screamed.Lachlan's POVI arrived with a dry look
Lachlan's POVThe next day, I decided to pretend nothing unusual happened in New York. But every time an employee asked how my vacation was, my mind drifted back to Amelia's rejection, and when that happened, I thought about her.I couldn't focus during meetings. I zoned out on more than one occasion, imagining endless possibilities of Amelia accepting me. One time I imagined I had never treated Amelia horribly in the past and that we were very happy. But rewinding time was impossible.“Sir… Sir!” Clara said it aloud.I blinked twice and looked at her and the sea of confused faces in the conference room.Shit. I zoned out. It was clear from the looks on their faces that they were worried about me. One more second in this room and they'll drown me in questions.I cleared my throat and reached for my phone on the table. The time was a few minutes past 4.“The meeting is adjourned to next Friday.” I pushed back my seat and walked out of the room. I took the elevator to the parking lot
Lachlan's POVThe work came crashing down around me. The kiss… The “Yes”... The happily ever after… Everything was a fantasy… A cruel trick the mind played on me.She turned to leave, but I couldn't call out to her or beg her to stay. I couldn't even move or speak. The ring was still clutched in my hand, and my heart was bleeding deep inside.I looked behind me as she walked away, not even stopping to even stare at me. I wanted to scream for her to stay with me, but she didn't.I rose to my feet and pocketed the ring, feeling absolutely dejected and somewhat dead on the inside.I followed the path she took, walking slowly behind her. “Amelia…”She didn't answer.“Amelia, please…” I whispered again, but she didn't stop.I couldn't let her go home like this. I ran up to catch up with her and caught her wrist. “Amelia!” I believe I raised my voice because almost everyone was staring at us.She passed, but she didn't look at me, but I could feel her hand tremble in mine.God, what the h
Lachlan's POVI ordered room service, and we ate breakfast in silence.As we ate, I couldn't stop myself from staring at Amelia. She looked twice as beautiful as she was before.She finally broke the silence. “Umm… You're looking the wrong way, Lachlan. The food is on the plate.”“Well, that's not the food I see.” I flashed her a grin, and her cheeks turned red. She gave a nervous laugh. “Wow. So funny.”When I saw that she was embarrassed to leave, I pushed back my chair. “Maybe we could go home today!” Amelia announced aloud, forcing me to resume my seat.“You want to go home?” I asked, sitting down. “Yeah…” She looked everywhere except my face. “We… we could just go home, you know…Uh… unwind… Forget about everything for a while.” “My face is up here, darling.” I told her.Amelia lifted her eyes to meet mine, and I smiled. “I thought of that too.”“You did?” She asked in surprise, and now I had the irresistible urge to kiss her.“Y—yeah.” I fisted my left hand, restraining mysel
Amelia's POVThe smell of food interrupted the dream I was having, and I stirred awake.I rubbed my eyes and sat up only to see Lachlan walking towards the bed with a tray of food. My heart skipped a beat. “Lachlan?”“Morning, beautiful.” He set down the tray next to me and plopped down on the bed next to me. I noticed a white flower and note ona the tray. The family sight made my heart flutter. Ife just like before. He still hasn't forgotten. “You did all this for me?”“Yeah. Do you like it?” Lachlan asked, tucking a stray hair behind my ears.“Like it?” It had been so long since he'd done something like this. I was surprised and happy all at once. I smiled and blushed. “I love it.”I picked up the note and read it. Warmth rushed through me, and my cheeks were flushed with heat. I had missed this too, a,nd I'm sure he had too.I, had even forgotten last night's little “argument.”“Thank you, Lachlan.” I beamed him a smile, and he palmed the back of his neck.His cheeks were red, a
Lachlan's POVMy mind keeps drifting to when Amelia hid the bag from me. Clearly, there was someone else. Someone else she clearly didn't tell me about. Well, why would she? She's an adult and has every right to do whatever she wants. I heaved another sigh and reached for the 5th glass of tequila shots. These shots soothe me more than any therapist I've ever been to.As I brought the alcohol to my lips, I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Ah, I see you escaped too.” said the voice.I looked around and found him—Duke. What was she doing here?He walked up to me and gave me a nod. “I didn't know you drank alone.”I refocused my gaze on the tequila shot, suddenly feeling too ashamed to drink, so I used it in my hand instead.Duke plopped on a stool beside me. “Well, I want to let you know that you have my gratitude.”I looked at him, puzzled. “Gratitude?”“Well, yeah.” Duke tossed a dollar bill on the counter, and the barman passed him a bottle of wine and a champagne glass. I guess he
Amelia's POVI was about to down my fourth glass of wine before Lachlan took it from me.“We don't want you drunk before dinner, do we?” He whispered gently in my ear, and I giggled.My head felt heavy, and the room was spinning. “Oh.”I felt Lachlan's arm around my waist, and he pulled me close to him.“Careful or you'll miss your step.” Lachlan whispered behind my ears, and I felt my toes squirm in my heels.“Oh.”“The champagne here is amazing.” I heard the Duke say this to his wife.Then Lachlan let go of me. I wanted his hand around me again.Before I could call for him, Eloise took my hand. “Amelia, you have a secret, don't you?”I sobered up immediately when I heard that. “S—secret?”Then I turned to Lachlan. Did he tell them that we were divorced?“Yes,” Eloise smiled. “You just tell me. What's your secret… to stay so young?”“What?” I was stunned.“Yeah.” Then she gave my arm to Lachlan. “Don't you feel how smooth it is?”“It is,” Lachlan smiled. “She takes care of herself.”
Amelia's POVWhen Lachlan left the house, I felt a bit disappointed. I had wanted him to stay. “Are you okay, Amelia?” I felt Rebecca’s hand on my arm, and I flinched.“Yes, of course.” I shot her a smile.“No, are you hearing the baby? He's crying.” She said with alarm.“What?” I yelled.That was when I heard it—a faint cry coming from upstairs. “Oh shit,” I bolted upstairs. “Thank you, Rebecca.”I raced upstairs to the nursery, where I found Bailey cradling the baby in her arms. “Where have you been?” She mouthed to me. “Downstairs.” I mouthed back. “My mind took a little detour.”She rolled her eyes and shooed me away from the room.I walked downstairs and slumped on the couch.“Are you okay?” Rebecca looked up from her phone. “No.” I said it with all honesty.“What's wrong?” She asked, palming circles on my back. “The baby?... Stress?... Both?”I heaved a sigh. “I wish.”“Then what is it?” she asked. Then she paused before she continued. “Is it Lachlan?”I felt my heart skip