DASHIELL“Mr Marshall,” I said, my voice clipped as I stared at him with a fake smile on my lips. “It's nice to have you honouring the invite.” Though my words sounded thrilled, my tone was far from being that. I wanted nothing to do with the man standing in front of me, and I could tell he felt that way. Had it not been for Nova, I would have called an end to the agreement. I wouldn't have wasted my precious time with this bastard, smiling at me like one who had a secret to share. “Mr James,” he greeted, inclining his head with a small smirk placed on his lips. His light green eyes peered into mine, challenging me to back down from the stare, but I held on. This was a battle, one I wasn't ready to lose, and I won. Keeping my gaze on him, I smiled when he averted it at last. Sighing, he released my hand from the grip and sat down, the small smirk on his lips still there as he watched me. I sat back on my chair and commenced with the meeting. Listing out the things I needed for this
“I came to see Nova,” I said, squatting in front of him. The nearer I was to him, the more I felt familiar with him, like I had seen him somewhere. His tousled hair and lovely grey eyes made me want to reach out to touch him, and when I did, he avoided my touch by taking some steps back, still glaring at me. “Who is she to you?” Oh, my. What an elegant gentleman he is. I half expected him to run for the front door, not to challenge me with a gaze that looked so familiar, it was surreal. Shaking my head at the odd thought that had just crossed my mind, I held the young man's gaze. “How old are you?” I demanded, not answering his questions. As much as the ludicrous thoughts in my head sounded as stupid as I tagged them, I couldn't shake off the impression that somehow, the boy was close to me, which was why I asked to know his age. He raised a suspicious brow at me, his mouth in a pout as he took some steps back. Once again, his gaze went over to the front door, and I realized so
NOVAMy heart thumped against my chest as I watched him. Knowing he met River freaked the hell out of me, but not as much as it would have done had he met Willow. Thankfully, I had Willow indoors because I was braiding her hair. Else, he would have known she was his, at a glance. River looks so much like me, while Willow is a replica of her dad.“Nova?”“He's my son,” I gritted out at last, glaring at him as I tried to conceal my expression, so he wouldn't notice how scared I was. “Your son?” He frowned, drawing another step toward me. “Our son?”“Not really.” I unfolded my arms and placed my hands behind me to hide them. The last thing I wanted was for him to see how much my hands were trembling. He would know I was hiding something from him.“Not really?” “Our child… Died… Just like you wished.” I had to bite my lower lip at my words while cancelling the evil pronouncement on my kids. There was no need to let him know the kids were alive. Knowing his child was dead might make him
DASHIELLI trudged down the road, my mind going back to what Nova asked of me. I knew a day like this would come. A moment where I would have to choose between Nova and Lilith; however, I thought I still had time. I wanted a chance to tell Lilith how I actually felt about Nova, to let her know I wasn't going to fulfil my promise to her, the one I gave to her those years ago. My legs seemed heavy as I dragged it, my thoughts spiralling out of control as I tried to think of how to drop the bombshell on Lilith. I knew it had to be now. Knowing Nova, she might change her mind should I stall for more time. Telling Lilith about it now seemed to be the right decision, yet I felt reluctant. Just for a moment. Lilith has been with me for 5 years. She had faithfully stayed by my side, patiently waiting for the day I would confess to her, not knowing my heart had long found another person to love. I couldn't tell when it happened, but it did.Halfway to my location, I flagged a taxi down, and
NOVA I stood on my front porch for a long time before I decided he wasn't returning. I must have imagined that determined look on his face, and those words he uttered. Dashiell would never say those words. I know how much Lilith meant to him. She was his first love and the reason he despised me those years ago. He felt I was robbing him of the opportunity to wed the woman he loved, which was why he never liked me. “Mummy? Why are you standing here? Where's Mr Dashiell?” River's question interrupted my thoughts, stepping out of the house with Willow in tow. "Um—" “Mum, is it true he looks like me?” Willow demanded, her voice low as she stared up at me, blinking. My heart skipped at the question. I couldn't think of the right response to give to that, so I just nodded, hoping they wouldn't pursue the matter any further, but they did. “Really? I thought I looked like you! Uncle Brion said I did.” “Yeah, you do.” I squatted in front of her, smiling as I reached out to pat her ha
DASHIELL When I returned to the house, there was no one there. I knocked on the door for a long time until their neighbour told me she saw them leaving a few minutes ago. It seemed I was late. I didn't take off immediately. I sat on their front porch, waiting, hoping they would return on time, but that wasn't the case. I stayed until it got late before I left. I couldn't call her because the number I saw in her file was linked to her office. She didn't leave any personal number, probably because of me. She must have known I would look for it, which was why she didn't put it. Lilith called me on my way home, but I ignored the call. There was nothing to talk about. Not at the moment. She was calling because of the breakup, and I wasn't in the right mind to speak to her. I will just let matters die down a little before I visit her. I still owe that to her. Having wasted five years of her life, the least I could do was to talk things out with her, to let her know the reasons for my d
“You are talking back to your mum because of her?” She wasn't ready to let things slide. “Do you know who you are talking to?”I could feel the headache coming. Rubbing my temple, I choose my words carefully. I had no desire to argue with her, it just wasn't in any plan of mine. “I had a long day in the office today. If you don't mind, I'm going to rest.” I got up from the armchair and turned my back to her, praying she wouldn't say anything else. I just wasn't in the mood to quibble with her. Had I ever been? Conversations with my mum always took a toll on me. Which was why I wanted to escape as fast as I could, to prevent the argument from escalating. “What of Lilith?” I stopped in my steps at her question. I didn't expect to see one from my mum, at least not about Lilith. “We broke up,” I announced. Lying didn't seem like the right step to take. She would get to hear it sooner or later. Letting her know of it sooner was the right thing to do. “You split????” Her voice ec
LILITHDid he think he would get rid of me easily? That was the greatest joke of the century. I was here to stay. Giving up on him wasn't in the agreement. I spent my youth on him. For 9 years, I clung to him without letting go, only to be tossed to the side because of a fucking stand-in? I knew Dashiell only slept with her that night because of her hair. Had she not been blonde, he wouldn't have done that. To have a stand-in take over the real person's relationship was unheard of, something I wouldn't condone. I will make Nova regret the day she met Dashiell. I didn't succeed in killing her off as I planned five years ago. The abortion was just a cover-up. I had already paid those men to get rid of her. My plans were solid, with no loophole, but that brat spoiled it. She was lucky enough to escape, and I hoped, for my sake, that she would stay hidden, but she didn't. Returning to Paris was the mistake she made. She would have been better off hiding. Now, I will stop at nothing t