INICIAR SESIÓNI had a feeling my day was about to get worse.I just had that gut feeling the moment I woke up today, alongside my reminisce about what began and I used to share.Bryan was sitting in my shop as he kept on staring at me while Bruno was standing beside the counter, and neither man seemed willing to leave. If Bryan had left, Bruno would have said whatever he came to say and then, I’d have made sure he never comes back here. The atmosphere had become so uncomfortable that I was beginning to regret opening the shop that morning.All I had wanted was to find out what Bruno knew about my mother and apparently, that was too much to ask for a peaceful day.“Are you going to tell me what you know or not?” I asked Bruno.He glanced at Bryan before returning his attention to me. “I will, Evelyn. I just need you to understand that once I tell you, things might never be the same again. I hope you understand that.”I folded my arms. “Bruno, my life hasn’t been the same for months. My mother is m
I was beginning to regret letting Bryan into my house in the first place, and it wasn’t because he had done anything wrong that evening, but because of what he had left behind.We now share another set of memories, something I’ve desperately tried to ignore for months. But on thr brighter side, it’s not like the bad ones we shared months back. That would be wierd. The memories seemed to follow me everywhere, showing up when I least expected them. Sometimes, it was the sight of the flowers he had brought me and other times, it was the little maternity dress he had bought, which I had folded neatly and placed inside my wardrobe despite telling myself I had no intention of wearing anything he gave me.That morning, it was the memory of his laughter.I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, brushing my hair, when I remembered the way Bryan had laughed the night he visited me. It hadn’t been the arrogant laugh I knew so well, the one he used whenever he thought he had won an argument. It
Who would know that almost two week weeks had passed since Bryan found Bruno and me at the inn, and I was beginning to think the silence was worse than the argument I had been expecting.At least when Bryan was angry and now evidently, knew where I stood in his life. He had made me think so much over the past few days and now, all he does is shout, say whatever came to his mind, and eventually calm down. I had seen him do it enough times to understand how he worked, and how he was able to balance his social life, not like he had any while we still lived with each other.But this time, he had done nothing. He just kept mute and didn’t even fake calling to act like he cares. After he left the inn, he never came back or for once, showed up again until I decided to leave. Bryan would have paid my mum a visit, but he didn't this time. He didn’t even call anyone who might know me about my whereabouts, it was like he turned into a ghost.He didn’t even bother to send a message asking where
I knew Bruno was going to ruin everything the moment he walked back into my life but I did not expect him to do it right away.I was a fool to think he would actually make a change but I was totally wrong. Almost everyone I had trusted turned out to become weird people, including Bryan. Especially him!I stood in the middle of the small hotel room, staring at him as he sat on the edge of the bed, looking completely unbothered. I had gotten a room after my argument with Bryan, I needed space away from him. Not like he actually cared if I stayed or not, he didn’t even bother to chase after me. Can you imagine?Inviting Bruno over wasn’t really on the top of my list but I really had no option, I didn’t want to be alone and also had to figure out whatever it is that’s going on between Evelyn and her estranged mother.His jacket was thrown over the chair and his phone rested beside him, and he had the audacity to look tired, as if he were the one dealing with all the problems he had creat
The knock came just as I was beginning to enjoy my evening. I had a stressful day at the shop and just wanted to be alone and have some juice and watch my favorite series.I was curled up on the sofa with a bowl of sliced fruit beside me, one hand resting on my stomach while the television played something I wasn’t paying attention to. My feet were hurting so badly, my back ached, and I had spent the entire afternoon trying to reach my investigator without getting a single useful update about my mother.For once, I wanted an evening without bad news and apparently, that was too much to ask for. Just one evening without being disturbed by both my staff and Bryan, but no, that can’t be given to me too. I dragged myself off the sofa and headed for the door, already preparing to tell whoever was outside that I wasn’t buying anything and then I opened it.And forgot what I was going to say.It was someone I never thought would actually show up in my home. On my pouch stood Bryan, he was
I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Evelyn was standing beside Bruno while they left the room. And the way she had looked at him and also how she had leaned closer when he spoke, and the fact that they had apparently found something worth discussing without me.It shouldn’t have bothered me.Bruno was my friend. At least he was, before he dissappeared and went ghost for no reason.Evelyn was carrying my child and there’s no absolutely no reason those two facts should have made me feel like someone had reached into my chest and twisted something.Yet here I was, driving home with my hands gripping the steering wheel, replaying the same scene until I was ready to put my fist through something.What the hell was Bruno doing with Evelyn and when they had become close enough for him to show up at her shop?I had spent days trying to get Evelyn to speak to me. She barely tolerated my presence, and even then, every conversation felt like I was being questioned in court. But Bruno appe







