Christian'Chrisanna', our baby girl, brought another version of happiness to our lives. The name is definitely a combo of our names but it has a specific meaning. 'Golden Flower'.Things were not as complicated as they seemed before. It was a little tough for us to deal with parenthood and growing our work together. However, Mrs Fisher and others were always there to help us out.The first month of Chrisanna's entrance into our lives was tougher because of Ivanna's final year exams. But our princess could never be the obstacle. Ivanna studied while taking care of her while I was busy with my work as well as supporting Ivanna to take care of Chrissi.We used to keep sleepless nights while taking care of Chrissi together. Even though she was a year older, she still had the habit of waking up at midnight. If she was a newborn, it would not be hard, but she wanted to crawl the entire house. I never thought I would like to ruin my sleep for anyone else except for Ivanna but Chrissi was s
Five years laterChristian"You're staring at the clock for fifteen minutes straight, Mr Scott. Is anything wrong?" Dr Patricia speaks. "Is there anything right, Patricia?" I ask, blinking slowly as my eyes burn— the result of not blinking straight for fifteen minutes. That's what Patricia said. I don't remember the duration. I hear her sighing deeply. She has been doing it more frequently. Each time Patricia lets out a sigh, I feel a part of my life dissolving. My daughter is dying!Ivanna used to say "Death is a slow poison"It's indeed killing me every time Chrisanna tries to breathe. She needs a nanosecond more than us to breathe, she needs to give an effort to breathe. It feels like someone has pressed my throat tightly, shoving me to death each time I watch her suffering. "Annalyn, please bring Chrisanna", Patricia says. I immediately shake my head and look at the mirror beside me, forcing a smile. This has been a regular habit. How can I even smile when two precious parts o
Ivanna Eight years. I have been kissed and claimed by these lips for eight years straight. Still, whenever the taste of his warm mouth hits me, I feel a jolt of heat and pleasure relishing through my body. I wonder if he still feels the same for me or if it's just a matter of needs— just because he has to stay with me— he has to keep the urge alive till the end. This thought haunts me every day. Eight years are not much time to get over the feeling. But when life gives you tolls over tolls, the tiresome is natural. I fear one day, we won't be sharing even a kiss for months or years. Maybe.Or maybe not.But I love him. I do love him more than I used to do before. After Chrisanna, life has been different, yet Christian gave me reasons over reasons to love him. Especially when I see him as the father in the world. He filled a void in my heart. I love watching Chrissie getting loved and pampered by her father which I never got from my father. I fell in love with Christian again when
Christian "I'm coming home early today. You can finish your work if you want", Ivanna's text arrives.I stare at the words, the lines. Then I scroll up. Upper. We have been sharing such texts for months. There was a time when we used to share silly chats and tease each other. Now everything seems to have faded. And it's strange that now we text each other and ask the other one to stay back at work, not come home early. It's not that she doesn't want me back at home, but she knows that my business is going through some crucial phases. I have lost more than four big contracts in the last six months. Tragic! Every time I had to rush to the hospital when Chrissie fainted or threw up blood. Even though everyone was around her, my heart didn't permit me. My family has always been my priority. If it was possible, I would leave everything and stay beside Chrissie all the time but if my business crashes down, I'll not be able to give her the best treatment either.Life is so fucking crucia
ChristianI'm expecting her to say the same— to tell me that she has missed me too. I know she did. But instead of uttering anything that I want to hear, she gawks at me with her two big stunned eyes as if she wasn't expecting this. I hope I didn't make it late to tell her. Securing her tightly against my chest, I lean back to the headboard as she tries to settle herself comfortably on my lap. A small smile curves on my face when I recall those days when I used to pamper Chrissie on my lap and she used to join too. She occupied half of my chest and lap saying that I'm not being fair. She wants an equal share. "Iv", I call her out as she shudders. It seems like she was lost somewhere else. "Hmmm", she hums, looking up at me with her big icy blue eyes. This woman is 29. I can't believe I still find that childish innocence when she's in my arms— completely different. She has actually come a long way. Six years have passed since she became a mother. And a year since she has become
ChristianI feel a soft touch against my cheek, nuzzling my skin with tender strokes. A smile curves on my face as I strive to open my eyes to see the most beautiful view. I hold the hand laying upon my cheek and drag it down to my lips, keeping my eyes still closed. I kiss the smooth palm and finally open my eyes wider, waking up by treating my eyes with her sight in my cabin."Good morning", a whisper comes from her. Her lips widen into a smile at me as I stare at her face glowing through the sunrays near the window— as if an angel landed to wake me up. I keep leaning against the chair, devouring her sight with my drowsy eyes when she decreases the gap between us, locking my hand with hers and scooting onto my lap. I immediately snake my hands around her waist."Good morning", I mumble, smiling at her lovingly. She cups my face and leans closer to me, then gently places her lips on my forehead. I close my eyes to feel that blissful kiss more effectively. It's been so long since sh
Christian It's near twelve when I reach Ivanna's firm. I don't know how she's gonna react. Is she hurt or angry? Or both? As time passed gradually, I realised I overreacted. I should have tried to know why she suddenly reacted this way. Since when did I become so careless about Ivanna? It felt like it had been ages since I had observed her. Last night when I did, I found so many weird things in her behaviour. Later, I acted like a dumbass. Because I can't tolerate it when she makes me feel like my love for her has changed. I always try to treat her well and make her feel better. When she acts like I'm only showing my love for formality. It irks me out. "Good afternoon, Mr Scott", Caleb greets me as I reach the reception and Ellen passes me a smile. Over the years, Ivanna has made a great team and undoubtedly, she fulfilled her promise. She made me proud in every possible way. "Good afternoon""Ivanna is in her cabin", Ellen tells me with a smile. "As you said, I didn't tell her
Colton"Daddy!" Eric rushes to me, screaming in his cheerful voice as I pick him up in my arms. He snakes his little arms around my neck and giggles. "Someone's really happy today. Whom did you beat up?" I ask curiously as he pushes himself back and curls up his face. "Mason""Again Mason? When will you stop fighting?" I shrug, wondering if my genes have worked in him at such a young age. However, in the last six years, I haven't found a single thing in him which is similar to me. I just don't want my son to be a troublemaker as I was years back. "He pokes me", he shrugs angrily."Then you should avoid it and tell the teachers. Good boys never drag such silly things""Tit for tat", he grimaces. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with you, Eric. Anyway, where's Chrisanna? You were with her the entire time or not?""I was with her. As you said, I didn't leave her at all. She's my best friend, no?" He beams. "That's like my good boy", I tap his cheek and open the door to settle him ins