CLAIRE “I'll have you know that you're abnormally quiet. When you wanted us to join them for breakfast. I was getting the idea that you were beginning to feel better. Asher shifted the stray strand of hair that almost fell into my eyes as I laid back on the bed. The soft surface of the bed was comforting, and at least I had the luxury of time to relax.I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted as I closed the small distance between Asher and me. In these past few days that passed by, he was the only thing that made sense. The only thing that stopped me from running out of my damn mind. If not, I doubted that I would be able to keep it together. I nuzzled my nose in the nape of his neck and sighed. He smelled divine. As usual. “I am better. I just wished I had the power to just make them disappear, you know,” I said as I furrowed my eyebrow slightly. “When I accepted Liah into the house. I was only doing it because I didn't want you to go through the stress of the tantrums that
CLAIRE “There's nothing to talk to you about,” the tone of my voice came off as cold and dismissive and no regret accompanied after. All I wanted to do was to be rid of his presence so I could make my way over to Asher. I closed my eyes to put my emotions under composure. I watched something flash across his eyes at the tone of my dismissal and I felt nothing whatsoever. I didn't feel the fear that I would usually feel each time I looked at him. All I felt was discomfort and irritation rising to the surface of my skin. I held back any insult that might have been stuck on my tongue. This wasn't the time to get into any arguments. “I know. After last night, I realized-” he paused like he was rethinking his words. I watched as the hurt flashed through his eyes as he held my gaze and I felt surprised. The Regal that I knew didn't care about anyone but himself. He didn't bother to think about the impact that his decisions might have on his emotions. He didn't care about anything else.
CLAIRE Awkward silence lingered between the both of us for a moment. It was like we were unable to say anything else after that. My heart raced within the confines of my chest as I waited for his reaction. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted and I wasn't sure that I was emotionally strong to endure another fight.“You're really not going to say anything?You're just going to keep quiet and be silent,’’ I finally broke the silence between us when I couldn't find it within me to endure it any longer. He remained silent as he headed over to the pool and settled down on the edge of the pool. He dipped his legs in and ran his fingers through his hair. I could feel the irration radiation from him in waves and I was unable to say or do anything about it. I struggled for the right thing to say. I could feel the words on the tip of my tongue but no matter how I tried. It was almost as if I wouldn't be able to get anything right. I was caught in-between the need to go back into the
CLAIREI stared a little bit longer at the reflection in my mirror. I settled for a black backless dress with thin straps considering that the weather was a little bit hotter than it used to be. I closed my eyes and sighed. For a reason that I couldn't entirely identify. Anxiety nicked at the walls of my stomach. My eyes closed and I sighed. I was exhausted. Ok maybe not exhausted but I was looking for an excuse to back out of this dinner. Why didn't I take Asher's offer on having dinners at Lance place? What point did I even have to prove? Maybe I needed to prove to Annabelle that she didn't affect me anymore. But In the deepest corner of my mind. I had a feeling that it wasn't Annabelle that I felt the need to prove this point to. Maybe it was Myself. Maybe I was the one with the problem. Feeling anxious, I looked away immediately because looking at my reflection in the mirror suddenly got too uncomfortable.“What are you thinking about?” Asher's voice interrupted my thoughts, maki
He pinned Regal with an empty look. It was hard to tell what was going through his mind but I was sure that I didn't want to imagine it. I hoped for the life of me that the both of you wouldn't act on the tension between them. Their staring competition finally came to an end when the chefs brought over a plate of grilled turkey. The delicious aroma hit me and I was more than ready to dig in. I needed something to distract me from this tense dinner and grilled turkey seemed like the perfect option. “I can tell you how much I have missed this,” Liah finally spoke up. She smiled. “Barbecue. An outdoor dinner. All of it sounds too familiar. Don't you think Asher,” she grinned at him. Why she even felt the need to go down memory lane, regardless of the fact that she no longer had an effect was beyond me. It no longer bothered to the extent that I felt the need to get jealous but it did irritate the hell out of me. Why was she so concerned about trying so hard?“It doesn't, Liah,” Asher
CLAIRE The whole atmosphere was shrouded in silence as Regal leveled Liah with a glare. Annabelle was quiet at his outburst. I couldn't even make sense of what was going on. “You have no idea what you're talking about. Don't you ever talk to her like that again,” Regal growled. For a moment, Liah was unable to construct her sentence. The shock on her face was already enough evidence that Regal had taken everyone by surprise including me. I couldn't even find it in me to speak. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” She snapped as she raised an eyebrow at him.“I'm setting you straight because you have absolutely no idea what the fuck you're talking about,” Regal said coldly. I felt an intense mix of emotions pummel through me. Confusion being mainly the most one. “I didn't say anything insane. I know all of us are thinking the same thing. I'm the only one who has enough guts to say it out loud. She doesn't belong here. Without Asher, she would be nothing and I think she know
CLAIRE He pulled away, his hand reaching for his face and sweeping it in a smooth motion. He dropped it, fumbling with them before eventually placing them on his waist. He raised his head, his eyes glued to the ceiling as he blinked. His eyebrows lowered and he clenched his jaw. He opened his mouth to speak but shook his head and decided against it. With his lips sealed, he cleared his throat. I looked away, reaching for sweatpants and hoodie in my wardrobe and slipping it on. I swerved around him and reached for the knob. He snapped his head to look at me, questioning, “Where are you going?” “I can’t stay here any longer,” my voice losing its strength after every word, slowly fading and being choked by tears. I bit my lip right after to stop my emotions from overwhelming me. I rushed out of the door, down the stairs and straight towards the front door. My lips dropping, lines forming on my forehead as slow slobs escaped my lips.On stepping out of the door, trying to take in as m
CLAIREWe were in the car now and I couldn’t stop my lips from spreading and my legs as well as he slipped one of his hands onto my thigh, grabbing it and tightening his grip as he glanced at me.I wished I hadn’t put on these sweatpants I had on, it would have been easier to tease him. His hands slid up my thigh and I bit on my lip, my body tensing up. Why do I have to be the one on the spot while he’s driving? He redirected his attention to the road, his other hand clenching onto the steering wheel, swerving. I grabbed the hand he placed firmly on my hand, pondering on the action I was about to take before placing it on my boob. I had taken him by surprise and his eyes went wide. He swerved a little too late and it almost resulted in us slamming into another carI wasn’t meant to laugh but I did, I was glad I could make him this dis-oriented than he usually was. He caressed it, brushing against the nipple before extending his fingers and taking the boob in his hand, tightening his
ASHER “Who’s been kidnapped? Do you know the person personally?” She inquired.“It’s my wife, I’m going to get her now,” I answered. “Sir, I’d advise against that. Why don’t you let the police officers do their job,” she advised. I let out a slight laugh, “this is my wife we’re talking about, I can’t sit back and let some asshole take her so it’s either you guys arrive quickly or you’d have a dead body on your hand”. “A dead body?” I ended the call and increased the speed of the car till I arrived at Glory Avenue. I scanned the houses on the street, searching for a deep blue roof. On searching it, I swerved to the right, slowing down as I edged into the lawn of the house, unintentionally. I pulled out the key, wearing it in one finger, curling my fingers into a fist, letting the key rest against my knuckle. My heart raced with adrenaline, and my brows furrowed. I kept walking till I arrived at the front door. The windows were closed, and the lights were turned off. I stepped, tu
ASHER'S P.O.VEverything happened in a blur. My father tried to reason with me, but I wasn’t interested in what he had to say. How could he take Regal as his son? Even after what he did to Claire. My Claire. Speaking of Claire, she must be waiting for me. She’s probably worried about me. I didn’t mean to leave her with Regal and Annabelle, the people who hurt her, but I couldn’t bear seeing their faces. If I stayed there any longer, I might have done something I’d regret. I excused myself. My father agreed with a nod, and I left the room. “Claire,” I called as I approached the living room. I received no answer in return. My eyebrows furrowed. Why wasn’t she saying anything? If it was any other scenario, I’d think she didn't hear me, but she was with the people who caused her harm, of course she’d want to leave. She’d rush towards me, and I’d be more than happy to welcome her into my arms. I quickened my pace, still calling for her, just in case she didn’t hear me the first time.
CLAIRE“Unbearing?” I blinked. “Then your sister swooped in,” he kept pushing me down the street, until we arrived beside a car. With one hand on my waist, he pushed me towards the door, releasing his other hand from my arm and grabbing the knob of the back door. “Get in,” he demanded.I shook my head. “Get in, Claire. I don’t want to be violent towards you,” he advised. “You’re very important to me, I don’t want to do anything to hurt our child”.“Our child,” I was taken aback. “Get in,” he demanded, rasing his tone,not intending to correct himself any time soon.Did he really think he could ruin my life, kill our baby turn when his life doesn’t turn out the way he plans, he swoops on and tries to clam what’s not his.“Get in,” he pushed on my waist and I drop onto the seat. I lift my head up to find Liah sitting at the further end, her body resting against the car door, wearing all black. “What are you doing here?” I question. She didn’t say a thing. I turn to face Regald who
CLAIRE I was amused, to say the least. I watched Regal stumble over words. Annabelle turned away from me, spinning her head towards Regal and grabbing his arm when he revealed her name. Her eyes grew wide, trying to silence him. He tore his arm away from her and began speaking, but she talked over him, causing chaos. I picked up a glass of wine from the table, raising it to my lips. I didn’t drink any, I just needed something to keep me busy and stop me from speaking. The air is thick with tension as Regal leans forward, his voice tight with frustration. Regal had everyone’s eyes on him, and he suddenly burst, words spewing out of his lips uncontrollably, “You all think I’m some heartless bastard for what I did, but you don’t understand, It wasn’t just me. Annabelle and I—she was the reason. She made me see that bringing a child into a relationship that was already dead was a mistake. We made the decision together.”I stiffen, gripping my wine glass, my knuckles turning white.
CLAIRE Dinner. I dreaded it. We'd barely arrived home before Gregory began to interfere with our privacy again. We've barely settled back in and here we were at dinner, surrounded by the very people that I have sworn to avoid. But considering the miracle that had happened to Asher and I. It was almost impossible for anything to bother me. Not even Regal and Annabelle's presence was enough. I Blake my eyes and sighed. I was beginning to feel tired. It was always easy to feel so tired and worn out from the stress. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted as I leaned my head against Asher's shoulder and closed my eyes for a brief moment. Just a sliver of time to get it back together. “Are you alright?” Regal said and my eyes opened as my gaze met his. I wasn't even irritated, the hate that I felt for him that I had carried for him for years began to wear off. Not entirely. Buy maybe enough to fixate on what he had done to me years ago. His eyes were full of concern as he looked a
CLAIRE I was glad she didn’t make mention of the pastAsher exhaled a laugh. “That’s the best news I’ve heard in a long time.”Dr. Patel went over a few more details. “We’ll schedule you for your next ultrasound around 20 weeks,” she said. “That’s when we can check for anatomy details—and if you want, find out the sex.”I exchanged a glance with Asher. “I think we want to wait,” she said.Dr. Patel smiled. “That’s great. Any questions for me?”I hesitated, then asked, “What are the chances of anything going wrong because of what i went through in the past?”Dr. Patel softened. “I understand the worry, but at this point, your risk of a miscarriage or any issue at all has dropped significantly. I’d say just enjoy the moment.”I squeezed Asher’s hand, feeling lighter than she had in weeks.We left her office with glee. My eyes still glanced around until the got glued to this particular lady who looked a lot like Liah. She turned and I could see her fully.I halted and so did Asher, alth
CLAIRE The fluorescent lights glowed softly above as Asher and I. The air carried the faint familiar scent of disinfectant and that of hope. It ached to think about the possibility of not having a child but there was still I change i could have one. I took a deep breath, her fingers instantly tightening around Asher’s hand as we walked toward the receptionist’s desk. He moved his thumb gently against mine and when we arrived in front of the desk, I looked over at him and smiled. “Good morning,” the receptionist greeted, her fingers clicking across the keyboard. “You must be Claire Henshaw?”“Claire Henshaw,” I was slow to respond, turning away from Asher and facing the nurse. The surname still haunted me, like a roof over my head, something I couldn’t get rid off. Asher’s face said no less, his jaws clenched and his fingers folding as their slowly pulled away from my shoulder. The knots tightened and the tension grew. I could recall sitting here as well with an unresponsive Regal
CLAIRE My body trembled slightly as I wretched into the toilet. Whatever was left of my dinner last night escaped my body as I threw up. Some strands of hair clung to my forehead because of the sweat that broke out and even if I didn't want to admit it. My body was heavy with exhaustion. I felt the breeze on my neck as my hair was being raised up gently. I could sense Asher behind me as he rubbed tender circles against my back. The movement was comforting. Everything about it was comforting. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted. Everything was exhausting. With my exhaustion, I also sensed fear. No matter how much I tried to force my mind not to linger on it, it was there regardless. As much as there was fear, there was hope. Or maybe I was afraid to hope. My eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment as I placed my hand gently against my belly. It couldn't be. There was no way that it was possible. It certainly wouldn't be possible. But each time I tried to deny it, my hope
CLAIREWe made our way to the car and he helped me in. “I can walk,” I laughed lightly. He was treated me gently, way more than usual, like a fragile egg that was at risk of shattering. He looked amused, “I just don’t want anything to happen to you”. He stood between the door and I. “Is it because the doctor said I might ne pregnant?” I joked bit he took it more than just a joke. His straightened his face, his lips stretching into a thin line. He stepped closer and I blinked, staring at him confused. “I love you with or without the pregnancy,” he said in a stern tone. “A child won’t make me love you more or less, I love you just the way you are, you’re an amazing woman and I can’t imagine my life without you”. I blinked. “Understand?” He asked. I nodded, “I know, you’ve told me”. “Don’t you ever forget it,” he said, slamming thr door shut then walking towards his side of the car. He got in, placed his hand on the steering wheel, reached for his key, inserted it and started th