The night's rest was long and exceptionally peaceful. Lena rolled on the bed, tossing her hand on a hard chest. Her eyes flipped open and she sat up on the bed, gawking at Darian as he composedly slept beside her. Scenes from the previous night flashed through her mind, when they made love, how his eyes were on her the whole time and just everything that happened before she got so tired and Darian washed her body before tucking her to bed.He'd changed a lot, a lot better and she was glad. The early morning sun glistened upon his black hair, giving it a raven-black shiny glow. She couldn't help but run her fingers through it, she was about to touch him when he blinked his eyes, grabbing her hand."You love to admire me, don't you?" He asked, smiling sheepishly."No, there is something on your hair." She blushed, stroking his fingers as he held her firmly.Darian sat up, his toned chest bared in front of her. She looked away to avoid drooling over him that morning. Covering her body w
Lena was sleeping when Darian got back into the hotel room. It was very late in the night and she had waited all day for him to show up. She called several times but he didn't pick up. Knowing that he'd be busy, she just had to wait for him.Darian had gotten a call from the Doctor who was in charge of his mother's treatment. It should be good news that she had awakened from coma, but it kind of saddened him. He tapped Lena and she groaned, tossing on the bed."Lena," She opened her eyes to see Darian staring at her with sad eyes. She was mad at him for leaving her all alone all day, but she didn't like the expression on his face either."I am back," he smiled at her but she didn't return it. "And I am sorry for keeping you waiting, I had to deal with everything and guess what?" He asked, grinning sheepishly."You snatched the contract from your rival?" She let out a soft yawn."How did you know that?" "I am not dumb, Darian." She rubbed her eyes with her thumbs. When her vision was
Lena's eyes were fixated on the woman on the hospital bed. She wasn't sure if Darian ever told her that he looked like his father, she didn't want to believe that now because he was the exact resemblance to this frail-looking woman who had barely spoken a word to them since they got to her room."She's fine but I guess she needs some time." The Doctor told Darian, patting his back. "I will leave you with her. Do not force her to talk, just let her be and let her talk when she wants to."Darian nodded his head. When the Doctor was out of the room, he crouched beside Lena and heaved a sigh."Will she ever talk to us? Did she lose her voice?" Lena asked Darian, letting him take her hands. She could see that he was worried and she wanted to be his comfort."She would talk to us. The Doctor said she's suffering from severe depression," he looked at his mother again and shook his head. She was so slim like she never ate, her bones were visible and her black hair was unkempt. She looked almo
Lena strolled around the Hospital's parking lot to see Darian where he was seated on the cemented chair, hands wrapped over his chest as his eyes roamed the surroundings. She had been with her husband long enough to know when he was in a mood. Right now, his lips were curved in a frown, his eyes were harsh and he was repeatedly tapping his feet against the floor. That was a hint that he was worked up about something and she knew what it was.She smiled and walked up to him. "A penny for your thoughts," she said, sliding next to him. She crouched down on the chair and looked up to meet Darian's eyes. "What's on your mind?" She asked."A lot, Lena. A whole lot and I don't even know where to start from." He relaxed his back on the chair, huffing a drained sigh. "How is she? What did she say after I left?""Nothing much, she wants to be my friend." She laughed. "She's the jovial type, I think she just needs time to get better and to familiarise herself with us. Tell me, what are your pla
Darian got a call and had to leave for New York, he left Lena with his mother, hoping something positive would come up while he was away.Lena had just served Isabella's food on the small plate that was recommended by the Doctors for her daily meal. She smiled at her, persuading her to come to eat, but Isabella didn't get up from the bed. Instead, she was gawking and smiling at Lena."Are we now friends?" She asked Lena."Of course, we are." Lena sat close to her on the bed. She wished she could tell her that they were more than friends, that they were family, and that she was her son's wife. "Now, will you eat? I want to serve you as a friend." She successfully lured Isabella into eating the whole food. When the plate of rice was empty, she asked if she wanted more but she shook her head in declination. Lena didn't argue, she was satisfied that Isabella got to eat something, at least."That man you came here with, where is he?"Isabella stared at Lena, awaiting her response as she a
As soon as Darian got home, he summoned all his bodyguards and warned them against letting anyone into his house without his permission. Isabella was now home with them and he had a feeling that they might be after him to find out if he had a relationship with his mother, the one they'd give the enemy."I will go see her in the guest room," Lena said to Darian when they were in the living room. "She will be fine, you don't have to bother about her, trust her with me. We are friends already." She smiled, linking her arms with Darian. She looked up at him, leaning forward to kiss his cheeks. "You've been stressed out lately, how about you just rest and…" He crashed his lips onto hers, kissing her senselessly, halting her mid-sentence."Darian, she might be watching us." She pushed him away, but he pulled her closer."She's with her maid, and besides, you started it first. Didn't you?" He teased her lips, caressing her cheeks as he stared lovingly into her eyes. "And now, I feel like I w
"No, my husband didn't get this for me," Lena responded."Then how did it get here?" Isabella furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.Lena shrugged her shoulders. "Do you remember anything about it?" She took the painting from Isabella and smoothly ran her fingers through it. "Can you tell me the things you remember about it?" She led her to the bed. They crouched down and there was a long silence between them. Isabella rested her palm on her jaw, trying to mull over everything that had happened in her life. Nothing was clear, even the ones she remembered about Raymond were not exactly clear. She sighed and looked at Lena."I wanted that and Raymond was ready to get it for me, but I can't remember what happened and why I didn't get that anymore.""Nothing at all?" Lena was disappointed. She expected more, she wanted Isabella to tell her more. She wanted to tell Darian all about what she'd discussed with Isabella, but she could only do that if she opened up to her."I can't remember anyt
Darian had been gone for two days now, two days without picking up Lena's calls or calling her to tell her his whereabouts and why he left the house in a hurry that evening. She was worried to death, it had never been like that, she and Darian had grown stronger for him to treat her like an alien. It really pissed her off, but she occupied herself with getting acquainted with Isabella, trying her best not to think too much about her husband, but then, it couldn't be helped."What's on your mind?" Isabella noticed how unhappy Lena had been over the days and she felt asking her the cause of her gloomy mood was the best to do. She was feeding, clothing her and even giving her a comfortable shelter and caring about her was the least she could do for her."Nothing," Lena increased the volume of the television, fixing her eyes on the family soap opera she used to watch with Darian whenever he wanted to spend time with her in the living room. Kissing her teeth, she glared at Isabella and s