Becca.I decided to play it safe and I started off softly.“Tell me, with whom would you like to have that with? I can’t think of anyone that I would entrust the welfare of my kids to, even for a night, kids. Except for your Cindy aunt of course.” I ended softly, hoping they would grab at the straw thrown to them.“Cindy Aunty?” My daughter’s expression was aghast and I saw her brother’s face contort in equal grimace.Okay! An adult is definitely out of the question.“Okay, you don’t want a sleepover at your Aunt's place. But pardon my curiosity, okay? What’s wrong with a sleepover at my friend’s place?” I murmured as I waved them forward in a push to keep going.At this rate we will spend the rest of today here without any success at shopping. Honestly, I can’t imagine why they would choose this place of all places for a talk such as this.‘Probably because they knew you would be too distracted to argue and ignore them.’ A tiny voice chuckled and I had to smile wryly. Considering how
Becca.After a long minute of quietness that seemed like hours, I raised my head to give them a stern look. Never will I bow to their demands in this way. Else, they will always use this emotional tool every time I refuse to grant their request.Opening my mouth to tell them outright that there shall be no sleepover, not at Christos Fernandez’s house anyways, I saw a flash of colour from the corner of my eyes and I turned to it distractedly.Was that not the same person I thought I saw earlier? Turning more fully to confirm my suspicion, I raised my head and my gaze clashed hotly and directly with a familiar eyes.I could feel the shock from the other person even as the same shock went through my own heart and brain.Never would I have thought it would happen this way.That the place I would meet this person is in a mall of all places. With my kids beside me, probably wondering what was going on.Raising my hand weakly to my forehead in an effort to keep from fainting, I staggered sli
Becca.I noticed the twins' alertness and i composed my emotions. Outwardly at least. There is no way I can take care of my kids, give them the best if their mother is locked away in the hospital as a psychiatric patient.Passing my credit card to the young clerk at the counter, I released a tiny breath of relief when a quick glance revealed the woman was nowhere to be found. Probably left because she could not stand to inhale the same air as me.Yet, there is no way I could relax unless we leave this place.“Let’s go, Mum. Everything is packed.” My daughter called softly and her voice brought me out of my retrospection.“Yes, let’s go, sweethearts.” I accepted quietly as we moved with our goods that are now neatly packed in plastics and arranged accordingly in the single cart.Pushing the cart in a manner that was considered harried, I urged my kids along, more hurriedly than usual.And before we walked out of the door, I saw them glancing behind their shoulders; As if checking for s
Becca. It was a long time later that I saw the reddish colour on the floor of the bath and I stared at the reddish flow blankly in confusion. It took another long moment before I saw the bruises on my knuckles and it occurred to me that in my misery, I had injured myself and that was my blood mixed with the water coming from the shower. It finally dawned on me that I am more emotionally damaged than I thought and I know getting over this might take a long time. Raising myself unsteadily from the floor of the bathtub, I closed the shower tap before stepping outside the tub. Running my body briskly with the big towel, I stared blankly at the blood stains on it before dropping it in the laundry basket. Knowing I had to stop the flow of blood before I faint from loss of so much blood, I moved to the first aid cabinets and sluggishly, I brought out the white bandages and with more of doggedness than finesse, I soon had the bandages wrapped around both palms and knuckles. Moving to my
Christos. Not sure of what was going on exactly, I opened the door and stepped outside just as she put the key back into the ignition with a mind to turn back and leave? Deciding there was no way in hell I would allow such, I quickly walked down the stairs in a wave. “Hey Becca?” I called casually in a non threatening voice. She must have come to me for a reason and the last thing I want is for her to go back without getting what she came for. Hopefully, she is here to take more of me. Even before I got much closer, I could sense the wave of pain and hurt from her and I almost stopped midway with the force of the pain that hit me in the chest. ‘Our Mate is hurt and in agony.’ Lightning mourned painfully and a deadly look came into my eyes. ‘Woe betide anyone who hurts her because I swear to mother goddess, I will tear them into pieces once I lay my hands on the person.’ I vowed fiercely even as I moved forward, knowing right now what is important is my mate and she needs me. “I
Christos.Sending my Gamma a glare, I warned him off my woman with my cold eyes and the idiot had the audacity to smile wryly.“Don’t even try to use your sweet ways on her, else I will set Lightning loose on you to rip out your gory soul.” I told him softly in a menacing voice and his eyes immediately went blank with astonishment.I could feel the waves of surprise coming from others but I didn’t care.“Easy, Boss. No one is going to poach on your territory.” Gabriel drawled and I snorted in disgust.“Just remember what I said.” I insisted before returning my gaze back to the woman on my side.“I am sure Gabriel did not mean anything by it, Boss. He is just paying an impersonal compliment on your beautiful Mate, I am sure.” Frank pacified slowly and it did not escape my notice that coming from him, a compliment about my future bride does not sound so threatening.‘Frank is a married man, anyway. Happily married and devoted. Unlike that scoundrel.’ I qualified quietly.“Scoundrel? I a
Christos.It was after a while that I noticed the long silence and that time had passed with no word from the woman whose head was reclining on my upper body.Dropping my head to read her expression, I saw the funny way in which she was looking at me and I sighed. Here we go!“What?” I muttered.“What is what?” She replied slowly, almost tiredly and remembering what she has gone through made me angry again. “What did I do to warrant that look from you?” I explained gently, unsure of what her expression meant.“What look is that, Christos?” And despite what she must be feeling, I could see a mischievous smile twisting the edge of her lips.“Well, the look that suggests you are thinking I might be from another planet. There just now, you were looking at me as if you couldn’t believe I’m real.” I murmured softly, convinced that I was right.“Well, maybe because it is true. I don’t really believe you are real.” She whispered before moving away from my body to drop her head tiredly on the
Christos.“Tell me what exactly happened, little Princess.” I implored the little Erica, knowing that might help to explain the situation.“Well, we really don’t know exactly, but we went with Mum to the downtown mall for shopping and that was where she started behaving strangely. And Eric and I don’t think it was because we asked for a sleepover at your place.” She stopped and it was obvious she was trying to gather her breath.‘The kids had asked for a sleepover at my place?’ Wishing there was a way to ask about their Mum's response to that particular request but knowing now was not the right time, I continued with the other issue and pressed for more details.“So what do you think happened to make her that way, little Princess?” From her explanation though, it is clear something had happened at the mall to make Becca react violently. What could it be? Could it be that she saw her supposed fiancé who got her pregnant and suddenly remembered everything? But wouldn’t she be happy rath