Reina As we drove back toward the city, a heavy silence hung in the air. Everything was okay between us now, I think. Even at that, I could not stop my thoughts from racing like the cars we passed.Ethan was safe for now, but I knew that his problems were not over yet. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were just beginning to scratch the surface of whatever was going on.“Where are we going?” I asked, breaking the silence, trying to check Ethan's mood.“I need to go home first. I want to make sure the house is secure,” he answered. I nodded, but worry gnawed at me. “Are you sure we should go back there? What if those men find you again?”“I have to,” he said firmly. “I need to take care of this before it gets worse. I can’t let them threaten you or our family.”His determination only made me more anxious. “Ethan, we need to talk to the police about this. This is not something you should handle alone.”He shook his head and he tightened his jaw.“No. I don’t want to drag you i
Ethan’s POV I sat across from Reina in the kitchen. I loved the warmth of her presence. It made me sane. Knowing we were in this together gave me a different kind of strength that I had never had before. I needed to protect her and our son, but I also needed to let her in. I decided not to bring up the topic of her monitoring my movement. I had given her so many reasons to worry. “First things first,” I said. “We need to figure out exactly what we are dealing with.”Reina nodded and she became more serious than before. “Agreed. What do we know about the men?”I thought for a moment, recalling the faces and the tense situation from earlier. “Not much. They seemed to be well-prepared. They knew what they were doing.”“Do you think they were here for the debt? Or your father's issue?” she asked.“Both, Most likely,” I replied, feeling my stomach churn at the thought. “I owed a lot of money that I had cleared without attracting attention. But it looks like everything backfired.”“E
ReinaThe night stretched on, and though I was exhausted, sleep felt impossible for me. Again, I was at the dining table, sitting in front with my laptop open in front of me. I scrolled through news articles, trying to find any mention of the men who had threatened us. Then, I felt Ethan’s presence beside me, his eyes were focused on the front door. “Have you found anything?” he asked, breaking the silence that was in the room. I shook my head, feeling frustrated. Everything was tiring, I had to admit. “No, nothing yet. It is like they just disappeared. But I’m not giving up.” Ethan leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his face. “You really should not be doing this, Reina. You need to rest. I worry more when I remember that you are doing this.”“I can’t rest until I know we are safe. And right now, I don’t feel safe at all,” I replied, raising my voice a little. He sighed, shifting in his seat. “You are right. I just don’t want you to get too stressed. You know that
Reina I jumped out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I crept to the window and peeked through the curtains. My breath caught in my throat as I saw headlights illuminating our driveway.“Ethan!” I blurted out and my pulse quickened. I rushed to the door and opened it, barely able to contain my anxiety. Ethan was standing there, looking alarmed. “What’s wrong?”“There is a car outside. I think someone is here,” I said, my voice shaky. He frowned, moving closer to me. He was unsure if what I said was true but at this point in time, he could no doubt say what I said. “Stay here. I will check it out.”“No! I want to go with you,” I insisted, my heart racing. “I won’t let you face this alone. What if it's dangerous?”“Fine, but stay close and be quiet,” he whispered to me. We moved carefully to the living room, peering out the window to get a better look. The car was parked at the end of our driveway and its headlights off now. “Who is it?” I asked, straining to see through th
Ethan's POVThe road stretched out ahead of us, dark and winding, lighted only by the faint glow of the headlights. The silence inside the car was thick and heavy and all of us deep down faced our various fears that we refused to talk about. Reina sat next to me, her eyes staring straight ahead, but I could see the tension in her jaw and in the way her hands gripped the edge of her seat. I wanted to say something, anything to make her feel better, but what could I say? Nothing about this was okay.Bruce was in the back seat, glancing at the rearview mirror every few seconds as if he expected someone to be following us. I could not blame him. After what we had been through the past weeks ,paranoia was the new normal.“Are you sure no one is following us?” Reina finally broke the silence. “I have been checking,” Bruce answered. “No one is behind us, at least not for now.”I kept my eyes on the road, trying to focus on getting us to safety. “We just need to make it to the hotel
ReinaThe air inside the hotel was thick and heavy with the weight of everything that had just happened. I could still feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, my body tense and on edge even though we were supposed to be safe now.But were we really safe?I watched Ethan as he paced the room, his face tight with worry. He had not stopped moving since we arrived here, as if staying still would somehow let the danger catch up with us. He was always like this. Taking everything on himself, trying to protect us without letting me in on the plan. But tonight, that wall between us felt thicker than ever.I couldn’t take it anymore. “Ethan, stop,” I said, my voice sharper than I had intended. “You need to sit down. We need to talk.”“I can’t, Reina. I need to make sure everything is in order.”“Bruce is taking care of it,” I pointed out, gesturing to the window where we could see Bruce moving around outside, checking the perimeter like some kind of silent guardian. “Please, just ta
Reina The air smelled different here. It was crisper, cleaner than the air we breathe in our previous country. There was a newness to it, like a fresh start. I stood by the window, looking out at the unfamiliar skyline. There were tall buildings stretched across the horizon with their glass facades reflecting the golden hue of the late afternoon sun. It felt so good, standing here in this new country, far away from everything we had gone through. We were no longer running. At least, that is what I kept telling myself. I had never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn .One minute, we were hiding out in that old house, unsure of what would come next, and now we were here, in a whole new world. Ok Australia. I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me, and I turned to see him walking into the room, carrying a box. Our journey was a long and smooth one and our flight didn't disappoint us. Everything was working together for our good. It was like the universe wanted
Reina I never thought I would find myself working this fast in fashion again, especially not here in this new country where I have not made some good sales, but somehow, things were falling into place faster than I expected. I was able to meet so many rich folks who were interested in my art. I was excited that some of them had gotten to hear one or two news stories about my work back there in my former country. After weeks of settling into our new life, an opportunity came knocking, it was one that I couldn’t refuse. A fashion gig on the runway. It was a really massive event, and it was enough to get me excited. It felt good to have something to focus on, something creative.. The models were preparing backstage, all of them in a flurry of makeup brushes, hair curlers, and last-minute wardrobe adjustments. The energy was contagious, and I loved every second of it. The bright lights, the rush of adrenaline as the models got ready to hit the runway and it reminded me o
EthanI couldn’t focus on anything anymore. Not work, not Andrew, not even the endless distractions I used to drown myself in. My mind was consumed by Reina. Her sudden indifference towards me, her mysterious outings, and the unsettling confidence she carried these days. It was as though she had transformed into someone I didn’t recognize, someone who didn’t need me anymore.The change that I saw in her made me mad and angry. She used to plead, cry, and beg for my attention. Now, she barely looked at me. She left the house dressed to kill, and returned late at night without a single explanation. When I asked where she had been, her replies were casual and almost dismissive.“It is none of your business, Ethan,” she said one night, brushing past me as though I were invisible.And that smile, she smiled more these days, but never at me. Always at her phone. One evening, I heard the door close softly behind her as she left. I sat in the living room, staring at the television, but I
ReinaTaking your friend's advice? That was a good thing to do. I sat at the dining table, absently twirling the spoon in my cup of tea. Ethan was seated across from me, but I didn’t dare look at him. I could feel his eyes on me, as though he was waiting for me to break the silence. A month ago, I would have. I would have pleaded, begged him to talk to me. But not anymore. I had decided to follow Celia’s advice. If Ethan wanted space, he would get it, more than he bargained for.“You are not going to say anything?” he asked finally, breaking the silence between the both of us. I looked up briefly, then shrugged, giving him a neutral look. “What is there to say?”His brows furrowed. “You have been quiet lately. It’s…unlike you.”I shrugged again and stood, carrying my cup to the sink. “If you have something to say, Ethan, say it. Otherwise, I have work to do.”I walked out of the kitchen without waiting for a response. My hands trembled slightly as I made my way to the livin
ReinaA divorce? A fucking divorce!!!Did I hear right or was I dreaming? Has it come to this now that he was suddenly asking for a divorce? No, no. He has to be joking. He has to be seriously joking about this. He will come around soon. I hit my head with my hand countless times as the days passed in a rush. The once vibrant and intoxicating energy that filled our home had been replaced with a heavy, suffocating silence. Ethan barely spoke to me unless it was about Andrew or something essential that he felt I should know about.Even then, his words were short and straight to the point and his tone was cold. It was like talking to a stranger.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the framed photo on the nightstand. It was from our honeymoon. Ethan and I were on a beach, laughing at something I could not even remember. We looked so happy, so carefree. That version of us felt like a distant dream, a life that didn’t belong to me anymore.How did all these disappear in the blink
ReinaI had expected that when Ethan dragged me out, we were going to have a conversation like two normal humans. But, no. That was not the case. Ethan dragged me out and left me standing after raining insults on me. The stupid me swallowed whatever I received from him and stormed back to the house. I was deeply hurt by everything Ethan was doing and I was quite sure he was doing this deliberately to hurt me. I was seated in the house and the only thing that engulfed the house was silence. It was deafening and the only thing one could hear was the ticking of the clock on the wall.I sat in the living room with my arms wrapped tightly around my knees, staring blankly at the empty coffee table in front of me. The argument from the club was still fresh in my mind. Every word, every glare, every moment of humiliation played repeatedly inside my mind. Finally, Ethan came back home. I had been expecting him all this whole time since he refused to come home. When he finally stepped in
ReinaThe house was silent, save for the occasional ticking of the clock on the living room wall. Ethan had once again left without a word, and it was already past midnight. My heart ached, and the silence felt suffocating. I could not sit still anymore. My mind was racing with every worst-case scenario. Where was he? Who was he with?Celia’s words echoed in my head. “If he can stay out all night, why can’t you? You need to breathe too, Reina. Come with me. Let’s go out, let loose. Maybe seeing you have fun will remind him what he is losing.”“I can't believe he is doing this to me. Celia. He is acting all tough and hard towards me. I hate that he is making me feel this way,” I complained.“Look, Reina. If I were you, I wouldn't bother myself about him anymore. He is not a serious man. How can a man who has a child behave that way? Are you sure he is not sleeping around with different women?” She asked and my heart kept pounding against my chest. “He has cheated on me before, Celi
ReinaI don't understand love.At the beginning, it makes you feel all good as if that was the only thing that mattered at some point. It makes you feel like you don't want it to end but then, when everything goes wrong. Your world comes crashing down.Was this how mine was going to be for the rest of my life? I know that I was still as attractive as hell but would I be able to find a man who would get married to me at this age?I might find a good number that would satisfy me in bed and make me a baby mama but I doubt if any of them would want to get married to me. I sighed loudly as the clock ticked endlessly. Each passing second felt like a hammer to my chest. Ethan had been gone for three days. Three days of unanswered calls, ignored texts, and sleepless nights. I could not focus on anything else. Not work, not Andrew, not anything. The house felt empty without him. It was cold and lifeless.Tonight, though, something felt different. There was tension in the air. It was a diff
ReinaThat was a big flop. Ethan just told me all of that to make me feel better, I guess. It looked like forgiveness was far from him at this point. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, searching for the woman Ethan once loved.I looked the same, but everything felt different. The cracks in my marriage were now wide, and no matter how hard I tried to patch them, they just kept spreading.I had no idea what to do. My marriage since day one has not been all rosey. Now, it was worse. Were there not women having it good in their marriages? Why was mine different?I pressed my palms against the table, taking a shaky breath. This could not be the end. I would not let it be. I was not going to lose my family because of a silly mistake. I heard Ethan’s footsteps downstairs. The sound of his footsteps on the floor was heavy and loud and it felt like he did it deliberately. Every time he moved around the house, I felt the tension in the air. It was thick and suffocating. He had been di
ReinaI had made terrible decisions in my entire life on earth and this is definitely one of them. I paced back and forth in the living room with my hands trembling. The weight of what I had done pressed heavily on my chest. Ehan’s words from earlier echoed in my head: "You made your choice, Reina." His voice was cold and broken. I had never seen him like that, never felt this level of dread.I was feeling this guilty even though I thought I was repaying him back in his own coin. I mean, he cheated on me. The pictures were sent to me. Everyone knows that I am a wife to a cheat and he came in here and acted normal. I sank onto the couch, burying my face in my hands. How did it get this far? I knew I had crossed a line, but at the time, I justified it as harmless. It was not like I was having an affair, at least not in the traditional sense. But now, looking back, I knew better. Emotional infidelity was just as damaging. Maybe worse. My phone buzzed on the table. I hesitated, afr
Ethan’s POVI sat in the car for a long time, just staring at the dashboard. My knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel too hard, and my chest felt tight, like I could not catch my breath. My phone buzzed again on the passenger seat, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at it. Not now.I already knew what I would see.I was heartbroken from seeing those messages. I could still hear her voice in my head, laughing at something I didn’t understand.I thought I was going crazy when I first noticed how much she smiled at her phone. How often she stepped out of the room to take calls. I brushed it off, told myself I was just thinking too much. But then I saw them.They are being Flirtatious, playful, and secretive. Words that used to be ours, now shared with someone else. And the worst part? It wasn’t just any man.It was Chris.Chris, a man who she told me started to work with her in the office. Chris, who had just been around her for a few months. Now, suddenly he has beco