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
George Galanti~•~I never thought there’d be a time when I would hate working, but I hated it a lot recently because it kept me away from my wife. She was so close yet so far away. It was distracting.I straightened up when the door to my office suddenly opened. “Mr. Galanti, what can I do for you this time?”I held back a laugh. This was the seventh time I was calling her into my office and it was only ten in the morning. “I don’t know, Mrs. Galanti. What can you do for me?”Abigail shot me an irritated look. “I’m beginning to regret working for you again.”“It’s been two months since you resumed. You should be used to it by now.”After months of pleading with her, Abigail finally agreed to be my secretary again, but it was part-time this time around. She usually clocked off by one so she could attend her baking classes.I was happy she was finally doing what she wanted but baking classes introduced her to more people. She had more friends and less time for me because she had to han
Abigail Hayes~•~A few weeks later, there was news that Micheal Rivera was being held in prison while being investigated because he had done much more than kill my father and strip people of their businesses.In his lifetime, he had changed his last name about six times, the first one being as soon as he turned eighteen. I didn’t know what kind of sad life he had that he had to change his name as soon as possible and I didn’t care to know his story.Whatever was wrong with his childhood didn’t give him the right to kill my father. I was more than happy when George forwarded the news to me and I forwarded it to my mother who called me to express her happiness and gratitude.Music was blasting from the speakers and I was doing a little dance while I played around with flour. I was getting better at making pastries. I could make a doughnut now but I was still experimenting with the toppings.I was so in my head that I didn’t hear it when the front door opened nor did I hear footsteps un
Abigail Hayes~•~I had said this a hundred times but I was going to keep repeating it.George was a stubborn man.I had told him not to worry about my family because I was going to take care of them by myself but he insisted on searching for a new house with a better security and smoke system. He could have just made one for the current house but according to him, part of it was gone and could fall anytime. I agreed with him on that.He told me that if I didn’t agree, he was going to find one behind my back, so I had no choice but to go house hunting with him.My mom was going to be mad, but I was going to emotionally blackmail her into accepting it. I would only be assured after they had settled down in a safe environment.“What are you going to do about him?” I questioned as we drove to our next destination.He knew exactly who I was talking about. I didn’t even have to call a name. “He’s in the midst of a name change again.”“How do you know that?”“I have eyes on him.” George shr
George Galanti~•~“Including fuck me in your parents’ house?” Abigail asked with a sly smile when she broke away for breath.“What?”“You said you’d do anything for me.”“Your mother is under this roof.” I reminded her.She nodded. “I know.”“So is your sister.”“Mm-hmm.”“And your best friend.” She still wasn’t deterred. “Your parents-in-law.”“I’ll be quiet:”I chuckled when I realized I wasn’t going to be able to talk her out of it. The tub was big enough to accommodate four people so we could do whatever we wanted. She leaned toward me again, placing both of her legs on both sides of mine so she could sit on my lap.Both of us were already naked and in the water. “The walls are quite thick but you’ll have to be quiet anyway,” I informed her.She loved to act like I had a high sex drive that she couldn’t keep up with but she was even worse than me. If I wasn’t so in love with her that I was almost obsessed with her body, I didn’t think I would have been able to keep up with her.W
Abigail Hayes~•~George’s mother was absolutely surprised when she saw all six of us pull up to her house. George assured her we’d be done by tomorrow; not all of us though, everyone except Olivia and my mom.My mom said they would also leave the next day and find a hotel to stay at until they figured something out. Maya then said her offer was still available, which led to another round of arguments. However, George’s mother was welcoming enough that she insisted they both stay there for the meantime.His father was also accommodating. He figured they could use this as a chance for both families to bond.I didn’t mind, but I thought they’d be inconveniencing them. George thought otherwise.Dinner was rowdy and everyone was talking at once. Olivia recounted the story about how she perceived the smell of the fire and was confused for a second. She thought her senses were playing tricks on her but as soon as she told our mom, mom told her to take her valuables outside and call the fire
George Galanti~•~All of us had to leave because we were all worried. We hadn’t even touched our food but we didn’t have time to pack them home so Charles just paid the bill and we were on our way to Abigail’s childhood home.She was worried as fuck and even if she knew her mother and sister were safe, she was still close to crying. I didn’t blame her. I would lose my shit if I found out my parents were in danger.Charles drove as fast as the speed limit would allow and it seemed like it was high enough because it didn’t take too long before we arrived at the place.The car hadn’t even properly come to a stop before Abigail was running out of it. I was worried she’d fall but even with the heels, she landed safely.Maya and I exited the car and allowed Charles to find somewhere to park. There was a fire truck in front of the house but no ambulance and I was happy about that.By the time I reached the front of the house, Abigail was in a deep embrace with her mother and sister. She was
George Galanti~•~Charles was a nervous wreck.It was amusing to watch.We were on our way to pick up Maya and Charles was the one driving, hoping he would impress her with his car. Abigail and I sat in the backseat.I suggested we take our own car but Abigail said it was more fun this way. I had no choice but to agree. The only reason I was even going on this double date was because Charles begged me. He didn’t want to be with her alone for fear that he would say something wrong and if he didn’t have anything to say, he hoped Abigail would keep her company.Little pussy.“Will it be too much if I open the door for her?” Charles asked from the driver's seat.Who overthought opening the car door for a lady? It was a simple gesture and basic courtesy. Why would he think it was too much? I wanted to respond to him, but luckily for him, Abigail did instead because I would have ended up insulting him. “She’d like it if you opened the door for her.”He looked at her through the rearview mi
Abigail Hayes~•~“You came back earlier than expected.” I heard George speak as soon as I opened the door. “The triplets had something else to do so they left early. It was just me and Maya left so we didn’t spend much time at the bar.”“Hmm.” He eyed me warily. “Are you drunk?”I shook my head, smiling. “Not at all.” He walked up to me and took the bags from my hand. “Why didn’t you call me to come help you downstairs?”“I’m here, aren’t I?” I chuckled before properly looking at him. He was still dressed in his work attire. “Are you just coming back from work?”He nodded, leaning down to kiss me shortly. “There was no use coming back when you wouldn’t be home.” I shook my head and followed him as he carried the shopping bags to our room. “Can I see them?”George was an adorable husband. I nodded. “The pink bag is for Olivia,” I informed him as I took it from the bed and carried it into the closet. There, I stripped off my clothes and put them in the hamper before taking one of Geo
Abigail Hayes ~•~When we got into the store, we made our way to the clothing section first. We browsed through the racks of clothes, trying to find what we liked. “I’m sorry about your pregnancy.” Emery sympathized with me, her eyes focused on my flat stomach. I wasn’t expecting it but it was normal because everyone would notice I wasn’t with a baby anymore. I was supposed to be showing by now.Flashing an awkward smile, I responded. “Thank you I guess.” “I’m sorry we didn’t come to visit you when it happened.” Evelyn chimed in and I shot her a weak smile. “It’s okay. At least you guys are here now.” I said, trying my best not to show how uncomfortable I was with the conversation. I didn’t even need any sympathy visit from them or anybody. I didn’t even see my sister and mum for over a week when it happened. I didn’t want the happy mood to change with them reminding me of what I lost. I was trying to move on from the situation and accept my fate. “What do you guys think about