~ ANGELO ~I trudged down the road, my mind fixated on what Annika had asked of me. I knew a day like this would come, a moment where I'd have to choose between Annika and Lissa.But I thought I still had time. I wanted a chance to tell Lissa how I truly felt about Annika, to let her know I wasn't going to fulfill the promise I made years ago.My legs felt heavy as I dragged them, my thoughts spiraling out of control as I tried to figure out how to drop the bombshell on Lissa.It had to be now. Knowing Annika, she might change her mind if I stalled any longer. Telling Lissa about it now seemed like the right decision, yet I felt a moment of reluctance.Lissa had been with me for five years. She had faithfully stayed by my side, patiently waiting for the day I would confess to her, not knowing my heart had long found another person to love. I couldn't tell when it happened, but it did.Halfway to my destination, I flagged down a taxi and got in, giving the driver Lissa's address. I wan
~ ANNIKA ~My heart thumped against my chest as I watched him. Knowing he met Powell and Pippa freaked the hell out of me."Annika?""They're my children," I gritted out at last, glaring at him as I tried to conceal my expression, so he wouldn't notice how scared I was."Your children?" He frowned, drawing another step toward me."Our children?""Not really." I unfolded my arms and placed my hands behind me to hide them. The last thing I wanted was for him to see how much my hands were trembling. He would know I was hiding something from him."Not really?""Our child... died... just like you wished." I had to bite my lower lip at my words while mentally canceling the evil pronouncement on my kids.There was no need to let him know the children were alive. Knowing his child was dead might make him stop disturbing me."Like I wanted?" His face morphed into confusion as he stared at me like I was nuts."What the hell are you talking about, Annika??? Why the hell would I want my flesh and
~ ANGELO ~"I came to see Annika," I said, squatting in front of him. The nearer I was to him and the little girl beside him, the more I felt familiar with them, like I had seen them somewhere.His tousled hair and lovely grey eyes made me want to reach out to touch him, and when I did, he avoided my touch by taking some steps back, still glaring at me. The little girl, Pippa, just stared at me with her head tilted to the side."Who is she to you?" Powell asked.Oh, my. What an elegant gentleman he is. I half expected him and his sister to run for the front door, not to challenge me with a gaze that looked so familiar, it was surreal.Shaking my head at the odd thought that had just crossed my mind, I held the young boy's gaze."How old are you?" I demanded, not answering his questions. As much as the ludicrous thoughts in my head sounded as stupid as I tagged them, I couldn't shake off the impression that somehow, the children were close to me, which was why I asked to know their age
~ ANGELO ~"Mr. Angelo," I said, my voice clipped as I stared at him with a fake smile on my lips. "It's nice to have you honoring the invite."Though my words sounded thrilled, my tone was far from it. I wanted nothing to do with the man standing in front of me, and I could tell he felt that way too.Had it not been for Annika, I would have called an end to the agreement. I wouldn't have wasted my precious time with this bastard, smiling at me like someone who had a secret to share."Mr. Jonathan," he greeted, inclining his head with a small smirk still on his lips. His light green eyes peered into mine, challenging me to back down from the stare, but I held on.This was a battle, one I wasn't ready to lose, and I won. Keeping my gaze on him, I smiled when he averted it at last. Sighing, he released my hand from the grip and sat down, the small smirk on his lips still there as he watched me.I sat back in my chair and commenced with the meeting. I began listing out the things I neede
~ JONATHAN ~ I stared at her, into her grey eyes, which I loved more than anything in the entire world. Hearing her call me her best friend hurt more than anything else. It felt like a kick to the gut, like a blunt knife being continuously thrust into my chest while I struggled. I wanted to tell her I didn't see her as a friend. Hell, I wanted more. To me, Annika wasn't just a buddy. It wasn't how I saw her, and I doubt I would ever see her as one. "It hurts," I confessed, placing my hand over hers. "It stings, Annika." However, she didn't understand me. She thought I was speaking of the silence, not knowing I was talking about something else entirely. "Same." I got up from the floor and sat on the bed, enveloping her in a hug. I felt at home in her embrace, a peace I hadn't felt for a long time. "Don't lie to me ever again," I stated, letting her know how badly I suffered when she lied about Angelo. "I won't," she promised, hugging me tight. "I vow never to do anything that
~ ANNIKA ~To take my mind off Angelo, and the thing that happened in the boardroom, I took half a day off to rest.Jonathan had already informed me he wasn't picking Powell and Pippa up from school because he had a meeting with someone.This he told me through a text he sent this morning after he took the kids to school.Like I said, he hadn't spoken to me since that fateful day, aside from when he deemed it necessary to do so."Mom, did you argue with Uncle Jonathan?" Powell asked, peering at me with his cute eyes. His twin sister, Pippa, nodded in agreement beside him, clutching her teddy bear.I stilled at his question before I cleared my throat, forcing a smile as I demanded, "No, why did you ask?""Why has he stopped smiling with you?""He doesn't help you in the kitchen anymore," Powell added, his mouth in a pout as he watched me. "Did you do anything to him?""And he doesn't read us our bedtime story anymore!" Pippa chimed in, her voice small and sad.Now, that amused me. "Why