ARTHUR'S POV
The moment she sat down, all I wanted to do was race to the skies and come back with gelatos. I had given myself a shot at her listening, now it was depending on if we were going anywhere after that deep confession.
"I see you sat down," I said and she shrugged her shoulders.
"It was the deal, was it not? You make sense, I seat down, you were making sense, so I sat down."
"What now?" I asked, because after all that I still had no idea what to say.
"Well, I have a few questions. In five a lo,t of questions, a ton of them and I hope that you answer them."
"Of course, please ask away."
ARTHUR'S POVWe just stayed like that for a few seconds. Kissing. Hanging on to the moment. When we came apart for air, none of us said anything for a while. I was normally not one to get caught up in the moment and lose my tongue but this was not just any moment. It was a rare moment, one of those moments when you get to kiss that person that you love for the hundredth time and it still feels like it's your first. I continued to stare at her, searching for what to say. I was not alone apparently as she just kept on touching her lips and trying to hide a smile that was already blooming and finding its way out."Does this mean that I am forgiven?" I finally asked. Giving myself an inward thumbs up."If you were not forgiven, trust me when I say that you would not kiss me. I w
URSULA'S POVAfter our night together, I fled. Avoiding anywhere and everywhere I knew he would be. I knew that I had a role to play in the misstep but I also knew that I couldn't continue slipping away and back into the situation. What if I was pregnant? What if I got pregnant for real this time? And we had not even talked about the situation at hand which was the fact that we both might have been expecting a baby together. There were so many things to talk about, so many things to consider and so many reasons to just stop this illicit romance.I sat at the table, trying as much as possible to keep my eyes on the table and enjoy the Opera. I was not a fan of opera but at least it was loud enough to swallow my problems. I did not want my eyes to grace through the wrong eyes, not tonight. Not in public.
NIA'S POVAfter a painful singing and rising to the octaves, it was finally over. The party was done and I could hardly wait to get to my bed and have a large amount of sleep. Maybe after a well-deserved talk with Elsa as I had seen her and Arthur seating next to each other with satisfied smiles on their faces. I had thankfully rejoiced.As I got up from my chair and headed for the door I saw Silas smiling with a single flute in his hand. But the off thing was not that he had a flute, it was actually kind of cool to see him drink champagne. He had always been a soda kind of guy. The problem with what I was looking back at was the fact that he was standing face-to-face with Gloria. Gloria, the renowned mistress of the major. The woman was known for making every member of the pack that was male look at her, with their jaws dropped. Mar
ELSA'S POV"Why was your night horrible? I thought you were having die-hard fun when I saw you from where I sat with Arthur.""Well, think again. I was having nothing but fun. The singers were too loud, the whispers annoyed the hell out of me and I kept saying hello to people I don't even remember. Just to save face." Nia said and stuffed a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth."Well, at least you..." I trailed, searching for the right words to say. Anything that would make her feel better. Her brows rose, waiting for me to say what I had in mind so that she could shut it down with a comeback. "Okay, I don't know what to say, I guess.""Yeah, right that is because I did not have any fun. I just wanted it to be over
ELSA'S POVI had not slept well. I didn't even sleep at all. After my long conversation with Nia, I rushed to my room, changed into my nighties, and stared at the ceiling for so long I could outline its design on s paper without looking. So as I got up from the bed and stared at myself in the mirror, seeing that red, baggy eyes did not surprise me. It was payback for not sleeping. It was a clear sign and reminder that no one could chest nature, it just wasn't possible.I had my bath real quick, avoiding all the extra soap in the bathtub as I used the shower. As I toweled myself in front of the mirror, my eyes flew to my stomach and my hands soon followed its touch.It was weird the way that I had once cried over having this child. When the doctor told me I was pregnant I tho
ELSA'S POVAs I made my way to the garden, I carefully searched my head for anything to say. There were several words to say but the way I was going to phrase it all up seemed to be an issue. I and Silas were not paddies. We hardly even spoke and not because we had something against each other, maybe he did against me I didn't know, we just hardly saw each other. The universe was kind enough to me that morning that as I was heading into the training spot after the garden, they were rounding up their training for the day."Hey!" I turned and saw Elton waving at me, he was drenched in sweat which was normal and sexy, if I said so myself."Hi. How is your day going?" I said, moving to sit closer to the bench he sat on. A big smile grew on his face."My day is going great. Super fact, but I would be much happier if I saw Silas." I said and he frowned, wiping the sweat off his forehead."Oh... Is there a problem? I hope no problem.""There is none, not now anyway, I just... I would like to
The minute I said that Silas frowned and then scratched his head like he had an idea why I was there. Elton just looked on."Is this for what I think it is?" Silas asked me, avoiding my gaze the whole time. Why was he acting like I was some sort of assassin on his tail to murder him? I had just asked a question and he was already avoiding gazes."It depends on what you think I'm thinking." I threw back at him, my gaze that was on his face never wavering."Well... I... Erm... Okay. I guess we can have this discussion. Elton, can you please give us some privacy?" Silas said to Elton, who nodded and walked into the garden that was not too far from where we stood but far enough to keep him from hearing us. Bullshit, the walls were not sound proof so I could bet my entire savings
NIA'S POVI did not find it weird one bit that while others went about their ways for the day, struggling and thriving to accomplish that day's goal, I laid in bed with my legs crossed and stuffing my face with ice cream. I tend to do that a lot. Eat ice cream I mean. I was surprised that at this stage I was not sick already, it was a miracle. Instead of allowing the disappointment and anger to swallow me whole, u decided to just sit in my bedroom with my doors locked, face stuffed and just watch TV.Just as I was about to live out the dream to come true, I heard a subtle knock on my door. I sighed, then groaned. Burying my head in my pillow like some bratty sixteen-year-old. I sat up and gave my hair a few tosses to make it look like I was on a model doing a runway job."Come on in