“You don’t really expect us to believe that you guys haven’t done it yet. I mean look at you, you’ve gained weight and you might possibly be pregnant with his child already.” Aurora shoots them a look of disbelief. They’ve been talking about how she has added weight and how her skin was glowing—their best suggestion is, she’s pregnant. “I am not supposed to be talking about this with you guys, I’d just pretend as though I didn’t hear you say that, Auburn. As my sister in-law, you shouldn’t question me about my sex life, with your BROTHER!”“So, you now agree that my brother is your husband?” Auburn shoots her eyebrow up as she sent her a teasing look. “He is not my husband. Auburn, quit trying to put words into my mouth.” Auburn was good at manipulating people into talking their minds but Aurora wasn’t going to let her break through her that easily. “Yeah, you don’t seriously expect us to believe you guys haven’t done it. You can’t even keep your hands to yourselves. You’re always
The restaurant was empty and they were seated in the middle table of the room. She looks around again for the third time—she wasn’t just nervous that they were outside their kind, she was worried being the only ones there. A waiter soon came out from the kitchen and took their order and left. She looks at Kendrix to find out he was already staring at her. His eyes were mixed with admiration and earnestness.“I booked the whole restaurant for the night,” he says—his arms were crossed over his chest as he bored his eyes into hers. She lets out a heavy sigh which made him to chuckle. “Why did you do that?” She asked curiously. Laugh?”He just rented the whole restaurant for the night and he really thinks that she was worried about him laughing over something silly? He shrugs when she gave a pointed look. “I love my privacy and I know you wouldn’t be comfortable being around outcasts.”A smile escapes her lips and she nods her head. That’s one of the most considerate things he has eve
Kendrix hates her. He hates her—she saw how the anger and disappointment washed over his face when he asked her if she still loved Blake. She saw the loss of hope weakens from his body when he asked if she loved him but she couldn’t answer him. She couldn’t even answer with a yes or no. She just froze to her spot, spewing her eyes out and her body told him her answer. She still has feelings for Blake. He tried to hide his emotions but couldn’t veil it. He was hurt by her silence and how she had just showed him she still preferred someone that ditched her to die rather than the one that was ready to sacrifice his life to get her, her favourite flower. She had never seen him this sad. She had never seen him this distant—not even when she treated him like crap. Maybe because he now has hope in them working out. Maybe because he looks at her as his lover or maybe because she’s factually living in his home as his mate. She thought she was completely over Blake, but seeing him now had ju
Aurora took steps back because this was the first time she had witnessed him being so angry with her. She doesn’t know what he’s capable of—she can’t take any chances of getting herself hurt by him. She could feel a searing pain in her heart. “Just because I don’t say anything, it does not mean that I don’t feel the way that you want me to…”“Bullshit!” He cursed out, pacing back and forth. It was the only way he could calm himself from turning his room into garbage. “That’s bullshit, Aurora. I see the way you look at him.” He was now walking towards her. She walked backward but it didn’t stop him from walking forward. Her back hits the wall and she had no choice but to face him now. He stood tall just few inches away from her. She could feel his warm, fury breath fanning her face. She closed her eyes shut, the fear creeping up from her feet to her head. “I love you, Aurora. I love you so much that I had to just stand there and watch you cry over some asshole that never sees you the
She dusted out the excess flour off her apron and pushed the oven close for the next badge. She loved to bake, especially with her mother and not being with her right now reminds her of home. She also takes it as a distraction—she needs a distraction; from Kendrix and Blake. She didn’t want to be thinking of the both of them because it makes her head hurts and she hates how she gets flashbacks of what she doesn’t want to remember. She doesn’t want to remember how Kendrix looked at her when he realized she still loves Blake. She doesn’t want to remember how she went to apologize to him but made things worse. She doesn’t want to remember the look on Kendrix face when he told her she was the last thing he wanted to see at the moment before shutting her off. It's been eight days since it happened and it’s been eight days since she last spoke to him. She knew he was avoiding her when he wakes up early to leave the house and come back late in the night. She hears him when he leaves and wh
The door opens and Katherine peeped her head into the kitchen. “Aurora, there’s someone here that wants to see you. He says he’s a special visitor.” Katrine winked, making Aurora to gasp faintly. They both shared a look and her heart dropped to the wooden floor. Auburn gave her an approval nod and she nodded back. “I’ll be right there,” she responded, dusting her hands together. She releases a heavy sigh as she made her way out of the kitchen. “Aurora.”She halts and set her eyes on Auburn. “Yeah?”“You’ve got flour all over your face and hair.” She gave her a teasing smile and take a bite of the cupcake she just frosted. Aurora rushed to the changing room and looked at herself in the mirror. She heaved a sigh; thankful Auburn didn’t let her go out there looking like a buffoon. She washed off her face and fixed her hair before she briskly stepped out. “The apron.” Auburn reminded her. “Right, right…” She pauses and untied it from the back. She confiscates it over her head and ha
She woke up super early and freshen up before moving downstairs to the kitchen. She looked around the tidy space and exhales. She walked over to the pantry and opened the double door. Today, she wanted to make breakfast—she wanted to make breakfast for him. She couldn’t hold on anymore, she has run out of patience even after Auburn pestered her not to chase him anymore—he’d come back. But he isn’t coming back. He still wasn’t talking to her and he was certainly avoiding her. She was making his favourite breakfast, pancakes with chocolate syrup and serve him in bed before he leaves to wherever he was going. Today’s Sunday but she knew he’d still go out especially knowing she wasn’t going to the bakery today. Sundays are her days off—she gets to spend it alone or with Auburn and Azra, or just with Auburn if Azra doesn’t show up. She brought out the ingredients and dropped it on the counter. This was literally her first time using the kitchen because it was either he cooked or they he
She leaned over the kitchen counter and took a sip of the coffee she just made. “Yuck…” she grimaced, shaking her head in disapproval. She had seen Kendrix make coffee and take it multiple times, and claims that he enjoys it. How could something so bitter be pleasant? Or she didn’t make it the right way?She dropped the mug, glancing at the kitchen wall clock. It’s past midnight and there was still no sign of Kendrix coming back. And with each minute passing by, she grew more tensed and jumpier about the talk he promised her. She doesn’t know how it’s going to begin or how it’s going to end—she hopes they make things up tonight. And she hopes this would be the last huge fight they’d ever have, because it’s pure torture not being able to talk to him. She straightened up herself and turned around, leaning her back on the counter. She stared at the fridge in front of her. The fridge she glued her back to earlier while he almost closed the gap between them. She grips her chest as she bi