DANICARelief flooded over my whole body. His interruption to our discussion was welcomed by me.Geraldine blinked, her mouth parting slightly. “I was just getting to know her better.”He looked at me, he could sense something was awry, then back at his mother. “You’ve both had more than enough time together.” He paused, before he added. “You don't plan on stealing my wife away from me now, do you?”“I wish,” she answered flatly. “Since you're here, I'll leave you two together.”Ivan stopped her before she could take two steps, “Mum, I'd like for us to talk briefly about something important.”“Important?” she echoed his words, her eyes searching his face. “I’m all ears.”“Just a minute while I see my wife to the hallway.” He turned his face to me, his hand pulling me even more closer to him. “Shall we?”I nodded. Exhausted from having too much dialogues. I was about to offer a little thank you to him as we neared the entrance of the garden, when he spoke.“I see you're trying hard to
DANICAMy heart raced three times faster than normal, with my stomach doing backflips at the unexpected question. “Uhh, my mum passed away when I was still an infant. She was a single mum” I said, in a low voice. “I grew up with my grandma, but she also passed on.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something flicker across Ivan’s face— concern? It was gone before I could be sure.“I see,” she said, her tone unimpressed, but she didn't waste any time before leaping straight to the next thing on her mind. “What about your father? Surely you must know something about him.”“I-i don't,” I stammered, fidgeting with the hem of my dress beneath the table. “It was just my grandma and me.”Geraldine's lips quirked up. “What do you do for a living?” A tightly drawn smile appeared on her face. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind me learning more about who my son decided to bring home.”“Not at all." I straightened slightly, trying hard to sound composed. “I’m a physical therapist.”“Physical therapis
DANICA“I didn't know you missed me that much, Nolan.” Ivan answered the young man I assumed was his brother, dryly. “Too bad you have little faith in me, big brother.” Nolan's eyes drifted to me, then Valerie. “Why don't you do the honors of introducing your partner to us?”“Like you don't already kn—”Before Ivan could finish his reply, a high-pitched voice floated through the room. “Ivan! It's so good to see you son. Welcome home.”“Hello mum. I'm glad to see you and dad as well,” a smile appeared on his face, transforming him into a different person before it suddenly disappeared. “You too, Nolan.”“You're late,” his father stated.“Traffic,” he replied, beckoning me to follow his direction, moving toward the space around the table where we could sit.With Ivan going over to where his parents sat, giving his mum pecks on her cheeks and extending his hand for a handshake, I quickly said my hellos and exchanged head nods despite the stiff- faced looking people around me. I sat on
IVAN“You parade around here like you’re innocent,” I continued, my eyes fixed on hers. “But look at you, Danica. You barely even put up a fight.”“Ivan, that’s not fair—”I stepped closer, my voice low and deliberate. “You say you're keeping the terms of the contract, but you were seconds away from letting me take you against that door.”More color drained from her face.“Tell me,” I added, my voice like ice, “is that how it happened with the man who got you pregnant? Did he whisper a few sweet lies and you spread your legs for him too?”A low sound broke from her throat— something between a cry and gasp. I held her gaze. Hurt swam in her eyes, but I ignored it.“I thought you were different,” I hissed before walking out, leaving the door widely open and her stunned face frozen behind me.Each step toward my room felt heavier than the last. Sleep, which had teased me earlier, vanished completely. I lay in bed tossing, replaying everything. What the hell just happened back there?I ra
IVANThe call to Japan lasted less than an hour. It was quick and efficient— almost too efficient. The merger deal with the logistics and shipping organization had gone smoother than I expected. There were no last-minute hitches, no dragged-out negotiations.By the time I finished reviewing the final legal paperwork, my eyes ached and my neck felt like it had been caught in a vice. The clock read eleven. Another late night spent hunched over contracts and digital documents, making sure I wouldn’t land in any lawsuit traps.I’d just sunk into bed when I remembered the unopened mail from earlier. Groaning, I sat up, reached for my tablet, and skimmed through my inbox.There it was— Valerie’s school.I had used my email during registration, so they copied me directly. It was a simple message: feedback about Valerie’s first day. They wanted to know if her guardian— Danica—was satisfied with the transition.I could’ve waited till morning. But I didn’t want to have to deal with her then. La
DANICAAfter tucking Valerie into bed with her nonstop chatter about how she made two new friends and colored the best butterfly in class, I gently kissed her forehead and pulled the covers to her chin.“Goodnight, sweetheart,” I whispered.She yawned, her lashes fluttering. “Goodnight, mummy. Tell my yellow dress not to miss me.”A small laugh escaped my lips. “I will.”By the time I stepped into my room, the whole place was still and quiet. The kind of stillness that begged for some alone time. There were a few things I hadn’t gotten around to earlier, and tonight felt like the perfect time to get them done.The clothes Ivan had purchased were still untouched, lined up in moderately fancy paper bags, leaning lazily beside the large brown wardrobe. I reached for them one by one and emptied everything on the bed. Silk, cotton, and lace tumbled out in waves, transforming the dull room into a mini runway.My fingers grazed each piece like I was seeing them for the first time and not the