LilaThe next morning, the house felt different. Lighter, maybe. Or maybe it was just me, carrying the weight of everything I’d said to Jake the night before. The air between us was still charged, still uncertain, but there was a shift a flicker of hope that hadn’t been there before.He has asked me to let him tell Kyle on his own and use it as a way of them to bond, and I thought he was right so I said yes. But the mama bear in me was scared and anxious, I didn't know how Kyle was going to react and I wanted to atleast be in the vicinity when he told him. Kyle was playing in the living room, his favorite toy trucks scattered across the floor. I watched him for a moment from the kitchen, his little hands moving the trucks around with a focused intensity, making them race over imaginary hills and valleys. His hair was messy from sleep, and his smile just that constant, infectious smile made my chest ache.Jake stepped into the room, his presence looming behind me, but I didn’t turn t
The First Day at work.LilaI stood in front of the gleaming glass doors of Kensington towers, a skyscraper that dominated the upper East Side of the New York skyline. I looked up at the big building that I could bet had over Sixty floors with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Today was the first day of my new job as the secretary to Jake Anderson, one of the most influential billionaires in the world. Ofcourse everyone had heard of Jake or seen him in blogs and articles. He was well known for a number of things apart from his billionaire status. I had spent the past week and the whole of last night preparing for this day. I was certain I had read all the articles written about him in every site including gossip columns. He was a tech mogul with a reputation for both being ruthless and a visionary. According to Forbes, whatever Jake touched turned into gold literally. He was also known for his strict work ethic, demanding perfection from everyone that worked for him. But
Dreaded conversation. LilaIt was past eight at night, I had finally finished getting everything back in the office in order as per Jake's instructions. I had expected working for a billionaire to be hard, but I had not mentally prepared for how exhausting it would be. My whole body was weak, I didn't even have the time to take a lunch break, I was starving. I slowly made my way home, with the thought of seeing my son giving me strength. The familiar sight of my small cozy house just right down the street brought a sense of relief but also a little bit of anxiety as I remembered the conversation I had managed to avoid this morning. I had been so busy that I didn't have the time to process how I was going to answer Kyle's questions. I had known at some point he was going to ask this question, but I always thought I still had some time left. I opened my front door and was greeted by the warm, inviting scent of dinner cooking. My best friend Jada, who lived with us, was in the kitc
The Unexpected CallLilaIt had been a few weeks of smooth running at my new work of place. I had not seen my boss in a few days he was always in meetings out of the office which made my work easier. Today was a big day for both my boss and the company. He was supposed to close a really big client he had been working on for the last two weeks.I wanted everything to work perfectly. The office buzzed around me, phones ringing, colleagues murmuring in hushed tones and the occasional hums and laughter all around me. It was an hands-on kind of Tuesday for everyone, we all knew how important this client was for Jake. I had finally finished compiling the agreement and was about to go to Jake's office and hand him the files when my office phone rang. Over the past hour I had gotten some few calls from an unknown number that I had just ignored. If Jake spotted me on the phone while handling the agreement documents he would have been furious. I glanced at the screen and the register said
Flashback to when Lila's mom died. Lila. I slowly stroked Kyle's hair until he felt asleep. I Walked slowly back to the waiting room and sat there texting Jade. As I sat there, the antiseptic smell of the place clinging to my place was starting to get to me. I was starting to feel a little dizzy. I hated hospitals. The cold metal chairs, the sterile environment, the way it seemed to stretch and warp, becoming an interminable void.. As I tried to look at the floor counting the tiles trying to lose myself in it, a sudden flash of memory gripped me, pulling me back to the last time I had been in a hospital room, under very different circumstances. It was almost fifteen years ago now. But the memories came back so vividly. I could almost feel myself back in that moment. I was sitting in another waiting room, another hospital but in the same uncomfortable chair, but back then the walls seemed to close in on me even more. My mother had been the one admitted in the intensive care unit
Flashback to the day she left homeLilaMy eyes fluttered open as I slowly tried to take in the surrounding. This was definitely not my room or any room I was familiar with. My head was pounding hard as I tried to look around. That's when I saw him. A large body sprawled on bed right next to me. He seemed to be still fast asleep. I was about to take a closer look, when the noise of my vibrating phone startled me. I quickly got out of bed, still looking around as I tiptoed to the other side of the room careful not to wake the strange man. "Hello." I whispered into the phonek, as I tried to collect my clothes that were scattered all over the floor."Where the fuck are you Lila?" an angry voice was on the other side of the line. A voice I was too familiar with. A voice I was supposed to be marrying, Eric.That's when it dawned on me. Today was supposed to be my wedding day. "I am so sorry, I'm on my way." I lied.He didn't say another word, he hung up instead but I could feel his
Lila. This was the last thing I wanted to do, and the last place I wanted to be. But here I was out of desperation. I stood at the edge of the driveway, looking at the house I hadn't entered in over five years. The large oak tree that had once provided shade to my childhood home seemed to have grown taller, the branches stretching like arms that could pull me back in. My heart was a mix of guilt and desperation, each thud in my chest a reminder of how far I had fallen. I thought of myb son, Kyle, lying in a hospital bed, his fragile body struggling against a sickness that wouldn’t let go. He needed surgery, and without it, his chances of surviving were slim. The medical bills had already drained what little savings I had, and now, I was here, back at my father’s doorstep, hoping for help I never thought I would need to ask for.I lifted my hand to knock but hesitated, feeling the weight of years of unresolved anger between us. My father, Robert, had always been a man who valued pri
Lila.My chest tightened. I didn’t want to relive the past. I didn’t want to hear the stories about how i had disappointed him, how I had been the one to walk away. I had made mistakes, i knew that. But I couldn’t undo them now. “I know I hurt you, Dad. But I’m not asking for myself. I’m asking for Kyle. Please. He’s just a kid.”Robert’s expression twisted into something darker. “You think you can just waltz back in here and expect me to forget everything? You’ve been gone for years, Lila. Don’t you think I’ve learned how to survive without you? I don’t owe you a damn thing and neither do I owe that bastard son of yours. How about for a change you go find his father.”My eyes burned with unshed tears. “I never wanted to hurt you. I just… I didn’t know what else to do.” my voice broke, but I quickly swallowed it back. “I don’t know where else to turn. Please, I’m begging you.” I said as the tears fell unable to hold them anymore. My father’s lips curled into a sneer. “Begging me? Af
LilaThe next morning, the house felt different. Lighter, maybe. Or maybe it was just me, carrying the weight of everything I’d said to Jake the night before. The air between us was still charged, still uncertain, but there was a shift a flicker of hope that hadn’t been there before.He has asked me to let him tell Kyle on his own and use it as a way of them to bond, and I thought he was right so I said yes. But the mama bear in me was scared and anxious, I didn't know how Kyle was going to react and I wanted to atleast be in the vicinity when he told him. Kyle was playing in the living room, his favorite toy trucks scattered across the floor. I watched him for a moment from the kitchen, his little hands moving the trucks around with a focused intensity, making them race over imaginary hills and valleys. His hair was messy from sleep, and his smile just that constant, infectious smile made my chest ache.Jake stepped into the room, his presence looming behind me, but I didn’t turn t
Lila. It was late evening, the house settled into a comfortable quiet. Kyle was asleep, tucked in tight after his usual round of questions and random bedtime stories. Elaine had retreated to her room to rest, and Jake had been quiet for a while, pacing the living room like he had something on his mind.I couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight was the night I was going to come clean. I couldn’t delay it any longer. More people knew and I had this feeling that his mother might say something unknowingly. And I would hate for him to hear the news from her. Jake was sitting on the couch, flipping through his phone, his shoulders tense. I stood at the kitchen counter, my fingers wrapped around the mug of tea I’d made hours ago but hadn’t touched. I didn’t know what I was waiting for anymore. The words had been building up, sitting on the tip of my tongue for so long.Finally, I turned, setting the mug down. His eyes met mine immediately, his expression unreadable. He knew something was
Lila. After my conversation with Nick and Elaine, I was now sure I was ready to tell Jake the truth. But for some reason, it had become tough to catch him this past few days. He was alwyas upto something, sometimes I would wake up and he would be already out the door and other times he came back home so late when everyone was asleep. But today I knew he was home, he had taken his mother for her first chemo appointment back here with her new doctor and he had driven her right back and has been taking care of her since. I liked watching him be selfless and caring, it was a new side of him and It was refreshing to watch. Maybe I could get a few minutes to talk to him, I thought to myself as I slowly closed Kyle's room careful not to wake him up. The house had quieted down, the way it always did after a long day. Kyle was tucked into bed, and the low hum of the street outside was all that remained. Elaine had been settling into the rhythm of the house, adjusting to the noise, the lau
LilaIt had been a few weeks since I saw Nick, and I appreciated that he gave me the space I needed until I was ready to talk to him. Jake had finally given me the okay to be with him without violating my contract and I wanted to start on a clean slate which is why I invited Nick back here tonight. I needed to come clean about one more thing before we could move forward since I was also planning on telling Jake. I looked at the watch again, he was a few minutes late. Normally he is usually in time and him being twenty minutes was a bit worrying but I was not going to focus on that. The sun had started to dip by the time Nick showed up.He didn’t come with flowers or some grand gesture, just that quiet presence of his a steady knock, a soft smile, his eyes always reading the room before he even said hello.I let him in, and he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug that lingered just long enough to remind me why being around him always felt safe.“Kyle asleep?” he asked as he
Lila. I had my reasons. Why I was yet to tell Jake about his son. The other night when he was talking about his mom he said he never wanted kids of his own, how was I supposed to tell him that it was a little too late he was already a father. So I just didn't say anything and hoped somewhere along I will find the courage to tell him that Kyle was his son. I immediately excused myself from Elaine's presence, I was feeling like the woman was staring into my soul and she knew my secret, even how she kept insisting about her Kyle looked just like Jake when he was around that age. Maybe she knew I mean Kyle did have her DNA running through him. But I needed to get away from her before I confessed. I called one of the nurses we had hired to take care of her to take her to her room.She needed to lie down for a bit. Later that afternoon, the boys were out, Jake had taken Kyle to the park to let him run off some energy. I stayed back with Elaine, who’d dozed off in the armchair for a bi
Lila The morning came earlier than I wanted it to. The sun hadn’t even fully crested the windows yet, but Kyle was already bouncing around the living room with the kind of energy that should be illegal before 8 a.m.I had the cleaners clean and prepare everything for Jake's mom. I always said I was one of those women who don't really care if the in laws love me or not as long as the son that married me loved me. But now that I was prcatically married, I wanted her to like me and my son so bad. I asked Jake earlier before he went to pick her up about everything she liked so it was all ready when she got here. I wondered what she would be like, did she look like Jake? I was still halfway through my coffee when I heard the knock.This one was softer. Measured. But expectant.I opened the door and there she was.Elaine Jake’s mother.Older than I had imagined, more delicate around the eyes, like time had touched her with something heavier than just age. Her auburn hair was now strea
Lila. Jake paused with his hand on the doorknob, glancing back like there was still something left unsaid.“What is it?” I asked a little curious, his whole fave seemed unsettled, something was definitely bothering him. He hesitated. Then, slowly, let go of the knob and turned to face me again.“There’s something else,” he said. “And I didn’t want to just drop it on you, but… there’s not really a perfect time.” He said, with a dramatic pause. I arched a brow. “Jake. You have already hit me with enough tonight that I should probably be pouring a drink right now.”He was starting to scare me now, and also giving me anxiety and I could not handle any more surprises or secrets tonight and definitely not sober. I was too tired. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Fair. Okay my mom… she’s flying in tomorrow.”I blinked. “Here? Like… here here?” I asked panicking, He nodded, sheepish now. “Yeah. I booked the flight this morning. She’s not well enough to live alone right now, and I don’t want to s
Lila. It was nearly midnight when I heard another knock at the door.For a second, I didn’t move. Just stared at the clock, wondering if I was dreaming it.Then it came again three soft, hesitant raps.I sighed, pulled on a hoodie, and tiptoed out of Kyle’s room. He was fast asleep, one hand curled under his cheek like he was mid dream. I shut his door quietly and padded down the hallway.I already knew who it was before I opened the door.Jake stood on the corridor, eyes tired, hands shoved deep into his pockets. He looked like he hadn’t slept. Like maybe he had been driving around for hours, unsure of where else to go.“I’m not here to fight,” he said immediately.I leaned against the doorframe. “You sure? You’ve been on a roll lately.”We had not talked again since he brought up the contract and how I was not supposed to hang out with any other man who was not him. I was too pissed to say anything and to be honest I still was.I went through the contract for more than five times an
Lila. I had just tucked Kyle in for the night when I heard the front door slam.I froze at the sound low, deliberate, full of anger. My heartbeat kicked up. I already knew who it was before I even stepped into the hallway.Jake.He had gone for an ice cream earlier when he found me and Nick together. When he brought back Kyle, I was not home yet, he left him with the house manager. I was kinda hopping he won't be back so early because I knew he was pissed, which is why I had requested to eat dinner earlier and go to bed before he came back home. But today clearly was not my lucky day I had to deal with him, and I knew he was drank too which was not going to help the situation at all. He stood in the living room, chest rising and falling too fast, keys still dangling from his hand. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked like it hurt to speak.“You brought him here,” he finally said. His eyes were blood shot and he leaked of alcohol across the room. "Keep it quiet please, I just p