AUTHOR'S POVShe stared into space like there was actually something there to look at. When in reality of it, there was nothing. She's been blanking out more since the day she saw Charles bring her into the house. She did not think she would ever see Gwen again. There was no way she'd be able to live with herself without telling Charles what happened. She'd planned it all these years but she could not come up with anything to do since she was scared. She should have done it immediately what happened in the house then. Since she saw it happen. From the argument, to the pushing, and the fakeness the Madame had used to cover it all up. She made sure no one in the house said a word about it to Charles then. She fired most people that she felt like she could not trust and kept a few of us. She left the house on her own and decided to work for Charles when he fully moved out too. The days when Charles came home distraught and drunk, her tension heightened. Always scared and felt like sh
Things kind of went to normal the way they used to be before. Or so it seemed. I fell into my routine and Charles came when he has too to check out what was going on. It was all going to be over very soon. Since I made sure to speed up his work. As much as I liked looking at him, I did not want him around me at all. The earlier days after what happens between us, he came around more often. Wearing the hickey on his neck like a proud lover. It was like he did it intentionally to irk me. Make me feel uncomfortable. If that was what he wanted to do, he actually did it. The ladies around got to notice him and they were all drooling over him on how he was bold enough to show the sign of ownership on his neck and how they will kill for their man to do same. It was all so annoying and disgusting to have other women talk about him in that manner. Not like I was affected or anything. I'm sure that Tam noticed the way I was behaving but decided not to say anything about it. I get where she
I've been on the edge for a while now. Well, to be precise, since that day. I could not get her out of my head no matter what I did. I was scared that I would relapse back into how I used to be before I met her again. Grumpy and drinking. About the drinking, I've been drinking a lot since that day that I brought her into my home. I could not get her scent out of my whole house. She was literally everywhere. It was like she never left. A d that had me going batshit crazy. Whatever she had done, she really had to undo it. Cause at this point, I think I'll totally go crazy. All the times I have met up with her after work, it was literally just because I had to. And I really wanted to see her face. You could say I had a thing for pain and stressing out myself. Cause what was the whole point of seeing her if it was just to torture myself? But I just could not stop myself. I've noticed some things about her during our work sessions. She would never look at me directly whenever she was
I saw red immediately my eyes landed on her. She was not alone. There was a woman and a man that was walking alongside her. She looked like she did not belong here at all. With the way she was looking around and all that but that was not what was making my blood boil. It was the fact that the man was too close to her. It was annoying me to no end. And if not for the hand that Kayden had on me, I would go over to where she was and make him pay for actually touching her. She did not like it obviously but she kept her face straight. The woman she was with said something to her and left. Which made her alone with the man. "What do you think she is doing here?" He asked me and I shrugged. I have no idea what she was doing here and to be honest I really don't care. What was making me mad right now was the fact that the man had his hand on her waist. He led her to one side and offered her a seat. "She still looked like she did before. Nothing changed." He said and I grimaced like I knew
This feeling I was having right now was like how I felt when I discovered that Charles left and I could not figure out what to do. It felt like those times that I scraped for air to breathe. Times when I could not bring myself to actually think I was alive. When all the promises he made to me were bleak and I could not get my head put of the bubble that I had made for myself. I felt like I was going crazy right now. I think I am actually going crazy. I don't know what was going on now. All I know is that I was in a moving car. Where everything was moving all at once. Or maybe it was just my thoughts. Things were scaling higher than they actually were. It was not possible for cars to float in their own right? Or poles to move without any external force? Right. Now I was sure I was batshit crazy. His voice was resounding in my ears. What he said. It was unreal and surreal. I can't even place my hand on it. It was like a fragment of my imagination. Okay. The plan was to eat with A
I had not exactly thought he was going to take the news lightly, knowing him. I would not exactly know him. He only turned out to be like this when we were not together. The Charles I knew before was a sweet person that you'll love to be with every single time. But not this one. As I had expected, he did not take it lightly and he had been blowing up my phone ever since. I knew what I did had consequences and I was ready to face it. If only it meant that it gets him my trail. The weekend was not the best for me. I could not get enough sleep and rest. The only relief I got was the fact that I stayed at Adeline's place throughout the weekend, so I had plenty of time to play with Charlie. What he said that day had been on my mind throughout. Both guilt and anger have been my companions ever since that day. Guilt because I did not tell him he had a daughter now that I had the chance. Anger because he did not even have the right to claim her as his daughter. He left her alone. I hate t
The whole room fell dead silent. Not a sound from either of us after his voice rang out. If a pin was dropped by mistake, the sound would resonate throughout the whole room. His presence was so intimidating that even the biggest man would be scared at the stance he took. I did not expect him to show up this soon after I had sent the email over an hour ago. I could not hide the fact that he scared me. I can't even look at his face. "I asked you a question, Gwen. Why did you screen my calls?" He asked again and this time with more intensity than from earlier. I was about to muster up courage to reply to him when Tam spoke up. "And why do you think she's expected to pick your calls, Mr Emmett?" She said in a confrontational tone and she was in front of me this time as if to shield me. I really hope she does not say anything concerning the conversation we were having before he came in. "It will be in your best interest not to get in between us right now, Miss Brooks. This is…." "I
The drive back to my office was quick and faster than I expected. It was my driver that alerted me that we had reached out destination. I was lost in my own thoughts. And they were not good ones. I felt like there was a pressure behind my eyes and my head would explode soon if I did not do anything about it. I stalked to my office and when I reached, my secretary mentioned to me that I had a package. But I zoned him out and walked in. I sank into my chair behind the table and put my hand on my forehead with pressure as if to minimize the pain. There was a brown envelope on the table but I dismissed it and my thoughts went back to what happened today. I could not bring myself to believe whatever it was she was saying. It felt too unreal and impossible. And I knew it was impossible. Everything she said there was a lie. I just had to make myself believe that it was. My mind and brain knew that she had to have sprung some lies together for her to live with herself after what she had