(Kim's Point of View)I could imagine a lot of things but not this, not the sight before me, never in a million years did I think I would get to see Arthur break down in front of me. So, I did the first thing that came to my mind as I propelled in through the door of the little storage room of Arthur's portraits.I scurried to his side where he was nestled on the floor, a brush clasped on his hand while a half painting of terrain lay on the canvas beside him."Arthur," I reached his side, shoving the wheelchair to the corner, huddled him into my arms, and held him close to my chest. I stroked his hair while he let out broke cries. What had happened? Why was he breaking down? My thoughts galloped wild and far and I looked at the illustration and found nothing unique about it, had the portrait ignited something?"Shh, it's going to be alright. I'm right here," I mumbled, placing a consoling kiss on his head. The more he wept, the more I felt my heart clutched and I didn't like the sen
(Evy's Point of View)"Why do you still keep ignoring my calls?" Sebastian catechized as soon I picked up the call and brought it to my ear.I licked over my dehydrated lips. "I have not. I've been quite brisk. I promise not to ignore your calls anymore remember," I ensured him before a cough came from the other side. "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?""No, how can I get sick, it's just a little cough and perhaps a bit of cold, other than that, I'm in perfect shape,"I was already on my feet when another cough reached my ear but more severe. "That doesn't sound like it's nothing. Text me your address, I will be there in fifteen minutes,""It's fine, you don't have to come. You said you are occupied, didn't you? I don't want to infringe on your work,"I rolled my eyes. "Just send me your freaking address, Mr. Evans," I demanded and a chuckle came from the other side."Alright, alright Mrs. Evans. I will send you my address," With that, I hung up and began packing my things off my
(Evy's Point of View) Disposing of the last condom, Seb collapsed beside me on the bed and we both panted while staring at the ceiling. Then Seb was pulling me to his chest and kissing the top of my head. "Are you going to tell me what's going on now, baby?" He inquired after catching his breath. "It's nothing," I shrugged in his embrace. "I thought we vouched not to hide anything from each other," At his words, I freed myself from his arms and sat upright while putting the sheets up to encircle my bare body. I gawked at him disdainfully. "Do you have a girlfriend?" He snickered. "A girlfriend? Why would I have a girlfriend when I already have a wife, Evy, so no, I don't have a girlfriend, I haven't had one in a while, trust me," Trust him? The two words knelled in my head repeatedly. Should I trust him? What if he was making a fool out of me? I looked away and chastised myself. Gosh, Evy, you are way past that, he had ascertained times without numbers that he wanted you, why
(Evy's Point Of View)Every blow, every unwelcome touch, every insult flashed before my eyes like a rerun of the wretched existence I used to live, making my stomach churn and my heart incinerate. It stings!"Baby,"The pet name ran through my thoughts like a soothing symphony I wanted to hear for the rest of my life. My eyes opened on their own, revealing a pair of wary and worried-filled silver orbs staring down at me. Suddenly, the pain in my heart vanished, and it was replaced with warmth and tranquility."Baby, come here," He didn't ask if I was alright because he knew I wasn't. I giddily complied and rolled on his chest, and his arm around my waist and drew me close. When he kissed my head, I hummed. "Would you like to talk about it, baby?"I closed my eyes, considering whether or not to tell him, and before I could react, he beat me to it."I want you to know that I will not put any pressure on you to tell me anything. I'm willing to wait our entire lives because I know it will
(Evy's Point Of View)Five days had passed since that ordeal and I hadn't heard from nor seen Mrs. Evans nor had I seen Sebastian as he dismissed my calls and I had been too brisk to visit which I was planning on doing on the weekend.I sighed at the workload on my desk while tapping the keys of my laptop continuously. It was stymieing.I didn't know how long passed since I sat on that chair till the door of my office unlocked unannounced to reveal Diana, she shimmered and I rolled my eyes."It's lunchtime, Evy. Let's go out," she proposed."I can't Diana, I have so much work to do today and, I need to get it all done before Monday," I retorted with my gaze fixed on my laptop screen till it was slammed shut and nearly chopped off my nails. I looked up with a glare to find Diana leaning down on the table. "I will help you with your work since I will be having nothing to do and the kids are going out with their dad. So, what do you say, deal?" She held her hand out for a handshake.I s
(Kim's Point of View)"We are here Mrs. Rodriguez,"At the voice, I eventually looked up from my phone and peered out the window, realizing the car had stopped in front of a gold-colored home. I nearly gawked at the mansion and stepped out of the car carefully. The Evans was, in fact, the country's second wealthiest family.A lady dressed as a maid stood in front of the main door, beaming as she proceeded down the front steps, approaching me. "Mrs. Rodriguez, Mrs. Evans has been anticipating your coming,"I reciprocated the smile as she led me inside the house, and if Arthur's home had left me in amazement, this time it was the opulence that greeted me.She walked me to a spacious living room and offered me a seat. "Do you want something to drink while I notify Mrs. Evans of your arrival?""I'd be ok with just water, thank you!" I grinned as she walked away, returning a minute later with a glass of water, giving it to me, and then she was gone to notify Mrs. Evans.I had no clue why t
(Kim's Point of View)"So, what do you say, will you work with me and achieve our goals as independent women?"I immediately shook my head to clear my mind. But I couldn't stop thinking about it.Self-sufficient women? Her perspective of autonomous women was that they used others to acquire what they wanted, even Arthur.Did not go as planned?What exactly did she mean? It couldn't be that she was the one who caused the accident that left Arthur in that state, could it?My lips parted in a gasp, and I clamped my mouth shut fast. It couldn't be, I was simply thinking too hard about it, it had to be."Are you insane now?"My train of thought was cut short as Arthur's voice interfered. I reeled toward his direction on the opposite couch scrolling through his phone while I was lying on the sofa with a magazine. "Huh?""You have been speaking to yourself for the past ten minutes," he responded without looking at me, and when he finally looked up at me and I felt struck by his grey eyes. I
(Kim's Point of View)I didn't know what hit me as I stood in front of Arthur's door, chewing my lower lip and fiddling with the hem of my shirt, pondering whether or not to walk in.It was 1 a.m., and I couldn't sleep, and ice cream wasn't doing anything for me after waking up from a nightmare.I pushed the door slowly, intending to flee the moment he sent me away.As I reached the bed Arthur was sleeping on, his eyes opened as though he realized I was in his room. I nearly fell over as he focused his attention on me and asked what I was doing in his room."I-I-I," I stuttered. He wouldn't get mad, would he? "I can't sleep, can I sleep here with you?"He looked at me as if I'd suddenly developed a twin head on my shoulder, maybe I have. He rolled his eyes, which I interpreted for approval as I got on the opposite side of the bed, gleefully snuggling beneath the blanket, and finally, I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling so peaceful that I let out a sigh and didn't notice when I slept ou