MasukThe rays of the morning sun forced my eyes open. I had the best dream ever, I was walking on sunshine, clouds and rainbows. My life was perfect, papa was healthy , mama’s business was thriving and I got a promotion from work. I smiled to myself, still half asleep before reality crept in. I was at the hospital.I shifted slightly, now fully alert. My head wasn’t on a pillow. It was on Zac’s chest! His arm was wrapped loosely around my waist, I could hear the faint thump of his heart. How did we end up in this position? Last thing I remembered was us moving to the end of the bed, to have space between us. I shifted again and I could feel something hard against my thighs. I swallowed hard at the realization of what it was. Maybe I should turned to the other side and pretend like I was sleeping but I didn’t want to. I like being in his arms, the warmth his body exuded was a sharp contrast to his cold personality.Zac was still asleep.Without the scowl, without the sharp words or gua
Maybe it was because he felt sorry for me or he was just genuinely having a good time. Zac and I returned to the hospital after eating. We spent the next few hours talking like we’ve been friends for years. He wasn’t that much of a talker but I could listen to him talk for hours. I never took him for a nerd but turns out he was.His favorite subject was history. He was introduced to his family business from a young age. He didn’t talk about his father as much, it was a touchy subject for him. “You aren’t as much of a jerk as I thought you were,” I laughed, sitting on the chair beside his bed. “I get that a lot,” he replied calmly. “I’m far from perfect but I can say I’m not entirely as bad as people paint me to be.”He was perfect to me. He had always been. I was thankful I called him, just talking about random stuff with him had made me forget about my problems. “I think Vincent should take you home, it’s late,”It was a few minutes past midnight. I didn’t want the night to
Zac and I were seated at the entrance of a local diner. We were the only ones at the moment. I couldn’t imagine someone like Zac frequenting a place like this. It seemed too common for someone of his status. “I can’t believe this is your favorite place to eat,” I commented as I looked around the diner. “Why?” “I expected a fancy restaurant with a pianist or waiters dressed in suits,” I answered. After my horrible dinner with Nate, Zac offered to take me to his favorite spot because I was hungry. “I’ve been coming here since I was ten. It’s hidden, they don’t have as many customers but I can tell you that their food is good and the owner is now an old friend of mine.”It was nice to see a different side of Zac. When he wasn’t playing the role of a villain, he was actually sweet, and I wanted to hang around with him more often. “You should try the cheeseburger and the French fries; they have the best,” he said as I went through the menu. “The best cheeseburger is sold a
Zac placed his jacket on my shoulders as he led me to his car. It was really chilly outside and the silky dress I wore wasn’t offering me any comfort.I knew Zac was the last person I should be with right now, but it felt like I was about to lose my mind. If I had gone back to the table, I would have probably caused a scene.How could they believe I was pregnant for Zac? Just like the last time, Nate didn’t defend me. “I’m sorry for bringing you here,” I apologized to Zac once we were in the car.It was probably selfish of me to do so because he was still admitted at the hospital. When I called him, I could barely speak because I was crying. I asked him if he could come get me and in less than ten minutes, he arrived. “You’re going to get a cold,” he said. “Vincent, turn on the heater.”Soon, warm air filled the car, but my hands were still shaking. Nate was blowing up my phone, but I turned it off. It was rude to walk out on my in-laws and I knew I was definitely going to get a
“More wine?” the waiter asked.I nodded. I needed to clear my head and getting drunk seemed like the best option.Nate and I were sitting in the corner of a fancy restaurant that definitely cost him a lot. It was our anniversary. I got him vinyl discs of some of his favorite albums. I could have done more, but I had to admit that I was more distracted than normal. I was with Zac the previous day. The doctor expressed his displeasure at Zac leaving the hospital without his knowledge. Thankfully, he was going to be alright, he needed a lot of rest. Zac didn’t let me go anywhere by myself. Even when I went to use the bathroom, a security guard stood a few feet from the door. Now, at the restaurant. An armed security guard sat a few tables from us, protecting us. I haven’t met Olivia’s father, but I have heard the worst things about him. He owned the city, he could do whatever he liked without any repercussions. I had already caused mama and papa a lot of stress. I didn’t know the le
“Why did you leave the hospital?”Nate had left a while ago after kissing me in front of Zac and threatening to kill him if a strand of hair on my body was missing. “Would you rather Olivia and her father ruin you and your boyfriend’s lives?” he snapped. “What is wrong with you?” I yelled. “You’re acting like this is all my fault! I can’t keep living like this.” “I told you to give me some time. I’m going to clear this up,” he retorted. With Zac, I was always shouting or on my toes. With Nathan, it was different. The few hours I spent away from Zac were peaceful, but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Out of self-respect, I didn’t call him or send a text. What was I going to say? He asked me to leave his hospital. Oftentimes, I find myself doing so much for him, things he’d never appreciate.“How long?” I yelled. “It’s been over a month. I’m going to be a wife soon. This whole thing has taken a toll on our relationship.” He snorted. “That’s all you talk about, your boyfriend.







