Abigail Hayes~•~The last time I felt this way was in my teenage days when I lost my father.In the space of three days, I’d already gone through the five stages of grief. I was at acceptance but that was because I had no choice. The light bleeding every day after I left the hospital was proof of the fact that I lost my child and it pained me every time I had to change my pad.I was demotivated. I didn’t want to do anything. I didn’t know what to do. All I did was sleep, wake up, and eat whenever George forced me to. Aside from that, I couldn’t do anything. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. None of them knew what I was going through.For the three days I’d been at home, George had been by my side. He wasn’t trying to talk to me though. He knew I needed space so he gave me space. He just stayed with me to make sure I was okay, according to him, but I knew he didn’t want me to make any foolish decisions.I finally convinced him he could go back to work this morning before he left me alo
Abigail Hayes~•~George and I knew enough about each other to be considered close, even before we properly got together, so his mother’s words came as a surprise to me.We’d been married for only two weeks but we were closer than ever and he never once mentioned the fact that the people who raised him weren’t his birth parents.“You adopted him?” I couldn’t help but ask. I was curious about George’s life.She nodded and had a faraway look in her eyes. “I must look too young to be the parent of a thirty-year-old.”I’d always thought that she was awfully young, but I dismissed it thinking she gave birth at an early age. His father, however, was sixty, even if he didn’t look a day over fifty.“I was twenty-two when I met my husband.” She explained. “We got married the same year we met because he didn’t want to waste too much time and lose me to other men. He always knew what he wanted. I conceived and gave birth the next year.”She said she understood the pain of losing a child but she
Abigail Hayes~•~George screeched to a stop, making my eyes go wide. “We’re in the middle of the road!” I exclaimed.“Didn’t you think about that before you decided to threaten me while I was driving?”“T-threaten?” I stuttered.He pulled over to the side and unbuckled his seat belt before he turned to properly look at me. “Of course. That’s a threat. What do you mean by that? Are you saying you want to leave me?”When he put it like that, it sounded bad. I just thought we needed a little space from each other so we could clear our heads. “I didn’t say that.” I defended myself. “I was just asking. Besides, my lease hasn’t expired.”George looked offended. “So you want to go back to your apartment.”I took a deep breath. When we got together, we never expected the possibility of losing the one thing that tied us together. “I’m not leaving for good.”“You’re not leaving at all.” He concluded and I stared at him in surprise.“Are you going to force me to stay?”He stared at me and a bea
Abigail Hayes~•~According to George, it was ‘bring your wife to work day’.He told me he didn’t want me to be alone at home, but I was certain it was because he wanted company. I’d thought George was doing fine, but he was just doing a great job at pretending to be fine.When I woke up at night, I saw him going through an online shop on his laptop; a shop that sold baby items. I wasn’t certain I saw clearly, but I thought I saw a tear slip down his cheeks.Unfortunately, he noticed I was awake and quickly closed the tab. I asked him if he was okay. He smiled and returned the question before we went back to sleep. I was worried but he didn’t give me the chance to ask about it so I couldn’t.George and I came to a stop in front of his secretary with his hand wrapped around my waist.“Good morning, sir.” She stood up to greet him when she saw him in front of her. “Good morning, ma’am.”Instead of returning her greetings, George said. “Take a good look at her,” he gestured to me. “She’s
Abigail Hayes~•~I was taken aback by the silver metal resting inside the drawer. Was it a toy gun? But what the hell would he be doing with a toy in the first place? He wasn’t the kind of man to keep toys.But I also didn’t think he was the kind of man to keep guns!What was I supposed to do? With my heart beating faster than ever, I held the gun and it felt heavy in my hand. Who exactly was George and what other secrets did he have?I tried to rack my brain to think of a good reason he’d have a gun but nothing came up. He was such a workaholic and spent most of his time in the office that he didn’t have the time to work another job. Was he a secret spy?I quickly placed the gun back in the drawer and locked it, dropping the keys on the table. I didn’t think I could face George anymore. I was bad at lying and it would be obvious I was uncomfortable around him. He would ask me what was wrong and I would end up blurting what I saw. Who knew if he’d have to kill me then?Going through
George Galanti~•~Abigail was acting pretty weird.I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know what it was about. It wasn’t like her to suddenly disappear after I brought her to the office myself. It made me wonder what had happened for her to rush off like that, dropping a silly note that she was on her way home so I could concentrate on my work.The worst part was that she still didn’t go back home. She went to her friend’s place and when I tried to reach her, she refused to take my calls. After that, she turned off her phone.So you could understand why I wasn’t in the mood to work anymore.“Did anyone come into the office while I was gone?” I asked my secretary when she came inside my office.She shook her head. “No, sir. Only Mrs. Galanti was inside until she told me to tell you she was leaving.”Despite being pleased with the way she was addressed, I frowned. That meant it didn’t have to do with anyone else. She was avoiding me for some reason I couldn’t fathom and that reaso
Abigail Hayes~•~Maya and I had been thinking of the different possibilities as to why my husband would possess a gun. We hadn’t even been talking for more than thirty minutes before we heard a knock on the door.I was so not expecting him but as soon as I heard him calling out my name, I panicked and ran away.I could hear him speaking with Maya and I wasn’t even surprised when he caught her in a lie. She was worse than me when it came to lying. She couldn’t lie to save her life.I didn’t know what to do. He was walking toward my former room, which meant he already knew I was inside. He had a lot to do at work today. Why was he here? What about his meetings? Did he realize that I saw the gun? I kept it exactly where I saw it.Was I supposed to pretend to be sleeping? Would he leave then?I saw the handle of the door twist and I started pacing around. “Abigail.” He called out from outside the door. “Don’t ignore me. I just saw you run in.”I winced. What now? Was I meant to open the
George Galanti~•~Abigail gasped at my words. “You’re a mafia boss?”I rolled my eyes. She was probably reading too many books that romanticized the mafia. “You’ve seen me at work. I don’t have the time to rule over a bunch of dumb people who think acquiring things illegally is the fastest way to success.” I scoffed. “Violence is also their second nature. I cannot be part of that.”She cocked her head in confusion. “So you’re not a mafia boss?”“No, I’m not, Abby.”“Then?”My tongue poked the inside of my cheek. While I said I couldn’t be part of such a group, I was still affiliated with them. “You saw Enrico the other day.”“Yes…” her voice trailed off.I’d been keeping her away from that part of my life for a long long while. I never wanted her to know about Enrico, not because I didn’t trust her but because I didn’t trust him. Once she knew about him, I didn’t know what he would do to her.Our partnership had always been confidential. Charles found out about it by chance and I mad