I placed my hand over hers and gave it a gentle squeeze, "I can teach you," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "I want to be the one to show you what it means to be loved, and how it feels to be in love," I added, looking into her eyes intently, trying to convey my true feelings through my gaze.I hesitated for a moment, as I struggled to find the right words to express my feelings, but I knew I had to be honest with her. "Laia, I know this might be the wrong time and place, but I have to tell you, I love you. I've loved you for a while now, and I want to be with you, to make you happy, to be your partner, your confidant and your best friend." I said, my voice filled with emotion, as I waited for her reaction, hoping that my confession would be met with the same feelings."Don't add me to your list of conquests," she said, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism and irritation. "Even though I may not be attuned to the emotions of others, I can still tell when someone is holding
"Laia, wait," I said as I followed her into the bedroom. "What do you mean he killed your mother? Can you please explain?" She let out a sigh as she sat down on the bed, her gaze seemed distant as she spoke. "My mother was a kind and gentle woman, but my father was never satisfied with her. He always wanted more, more money, more power, more prestige. He would constantly belittle and berate her. He also used to get angry that my mother never gave birth to a son. It took a toll on her mental and emotional well-being. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and took her own life. I was only six years old at the time." I was filled with a mixture of anger and sadness as I heard her story. "Are you telling me this happened when we were in first grade?" I asked in shock and disbelief. "Yes, it was coincidentally before you suddenly bit me just because I don't want to play with you," she replied as she smiled bitterly, her eyes still distant as she remembered the past. "I'm so sorry, La
As the fireworks continued to burst and lit up the sky with their vibrant colors and beautiful shapes, my mind was consumed with thoughts and emotions. The possibility of losing Laia, and not being able to express my true feelings for her, was unbearable. I felt a lump form in my throat as I struggled to find the words to express my feelings. I realized then that my feelings for her went beyond simple liking, they were deep and profound, I loved her and the thought of losing her was unbearable. My heart felt heavy with emotion as I grappled with the gravity of my feelings.Laia seemed to have forgotten her previous question as we walked through the crowded streets after the fireworks display had ended. I couldn't fully appreciate the stunning display because of her question which still lingered in my mind.Her question had left me feeling unbalanced and uncertain, and I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in my chest. I knew I needed to come up with a
As I leaned into her shoulder, I felt her tense up, her body stiffening in response to my presence. I knew that my words were falling on deaf ears, as I had already missed my chance to make things right. The past was set in stone, and there was nothing I could do to change it. I couldn't take back the hurtful things I had said and done, and I was left to face the consequences of my actions. "I know that you may not trust me right now. I'm not asking for forgiveness or for you to believe me. I just want to express my sincerest apologies for hurting you in the past," I said, my voice filled with remorse as I met her gaze, trying to convey the depth of my regret. "I don't know if it still matters now, but back then, I didn't hate you. I have been just sad because I thought of you as my only friend. And I already knew it was you who wrote the letter I showed you. Your handwriting is quite unique, it would have been hard for you to deny it," she said, smiling at me as she climbed into bed
Carlo's face contorted in disbelief as he locked my head in his arms. "Dude, I thought you were here to console me. I just went through a break-up, and now you're getting territorial about your wife in front of me? That's harsh, man," he murmured, a hint of amusement creeping into his voice.I wriggled out of his grasp, laughing. "Come on, I was just teasing. You were staring a little too intently at her," I said, trying to lighten the mood.Carlo let out a deep belly laugh, collapsing onto the couch as Laia looked on in confusion. "Alright, enough of this. Let's eat. I prepared breakfast for us," she called out, gesturing towards the dining table.With a groan, Carlo pulled himself off the couch and made his way to the table, with Laia and I following closely behind.The spread before us was truly a sight to
I couldn't believe what I was reading. My mind raced as I thought about the implications of this news.My heart pounded in my chest upon reading the message from Tiffany as I imagined the possibility of her son being my own. I had always hoped for the test results to come back negative, but deep down I knew that I needed to know the truth for me to take the correct course of action without hurting my pregnant wife. The thought of potentially having a child with another woman made me feel guilty and uncertain about my future. I couldn't help but feel nervous as I thought about the impending confirmation of my paternity and the implications it would have on my life.I knew that this was going to be a problem. I had been trying to avoid thinking about Tiffany's return, but now it was happening, and I didn't know how to react. I felt a mix of emotions, from guilt to sadness to worry. I didn't know what to say to Laia, who was sitting across from me. I tried to steady my br
It was already the day of Tiffany's arrival, I was caught off guard as she stormed into my office unannounced, cradling a baby in her arms. "Az! We're back!" she exclaimed with a bright smile, completely disregarding the fact that she had entered without permission. My initial shock quickly turned to anger as I glared at her, gritting my teeth as I tried to dial security."Who allowed you to enter my office arbitrarily?" I asked, raising my voice with frustration."Goodness, babe! You're scaring your son!" she chided, shushing the whimpering baby in her arms.I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Why did you come here?" I asked through gritted teeth, trying to keep my voice low in an effort not to startle the baby as I placed the phone apparatus back to its place."I just said I'm your wife. What's wrong?" she replied, her tone nonchalant as if she had done nothing wrong."Wife? You are not my wife!" I exclaimed, my frustration growing by the sec
As we stepped out of the building, I could not help but notice the envious glances from her colleagues. We made our way to a cozy Italian restaurant that I had made reservations at. The aroma of freshly baked bread and herbs wafted through the air as we entered, making my stomach growl with hunger.Once Laia and I were seated, I ordered a pitcher of fresh lemon juice and appetizers for us to share. The dishes arrived within minutes of placing our order, but the pasta and steak that we had ordered were still being prepared. I had wanted to order a steak for Laia, but she had mentioned not wanting to eat meat due to her morning sickness."Are you sure you don't want to order anything else?" I asked, concern etched on my face as I noticed her pale complexion and the dark circles under her eyes."I’m fine. Don't worry too much," she reassured me with a subtle smile as she sipped her juice.I had something on my mind that I wanted to talk to her about, b