“Yes, I hate her,” he replied, and even though I should have expected it, it still felt like a punch straight to the gut “I hate her because I spent years trying to forget her, trying to move on. Trying to become a new man. I tried so hard that, for a short time, I even convinced myself that I would be immune to her if she ever showed up again. I tried to convince myself that thinking about her all the time and missing her meant nothing. I did everything I could to rebuild myself after what she did… And yet, just one look at her and it all felt meaningless. One day around her again and I realized all my effort was in vain.”"That's why I hate her." he continued, with what seemed like a bitter smile in his voice "I hate what her smiles can still do to me. I hate that she's treating Theo with such affection, when I know she has no intention of staying in his life. But most of a
I'd suggested the treasure hunt to cheer Theo up, but now I had to admit I was just as excited as he was."Can I leave these toy cars behind the sofa cushions, Eden? I don't think Little Master Theodore will have much trouble finding them there." Eleanor, one of the oldest servants in the house along with Mae, asked me as she walked around the room, carefully examining every available place we had to hide the small gifts.“Yeah, that’s perfect. I’ll write him a new clue and leave it taped to the furniture near the hallway.” I smiled, quickly scribbling on the Post-it note pad in my hand “Uh… Do you think I should do it in rhyming format? Or is he too young to understand? I don’t want it to be a frustrating experience for him instead of a fun one…”“I’m sure he’ll do just fine.” Eleanor gave me a kind smile “It’s so good to see you so excited like this. It’s like having your mom around again.”“Yeah… I feel the same way.” I nodded, that empty feeling her departure had left inside me th
Hello, everyone.I'm here because I wanted to apologize for another delay yesterday and let you know that, unfortunately, my father is back in the hospital. His condition is more serious this time, and he had to be admitted to the ICU. Due to the regulations there, I can't be with him at the hospital like I have been in the past, but as you can imagine, my mind hasn't been in the right place these past few days.Therefore, I want to apologize for any grammatical errors, pacing issues, or any delays that may occur in the future.I will continue to do my best to keep the updates up throughout this month and not hinder the progress of the story, especially since I plan for it to reach its climax this month and be completed next month. However, I also wanted to be completely transparent with you and explain my situation.I hope that in the coming weeks I can bring you good news, but for now, you can rest assured that I will try to write whenever the situation allows.Thank you for continu
“Shit!” An angry growl cut through the air, but thankfully, it wasn’t loud enough for Theodore to hear.“Uh…” I bit my lip to keep from laughing as I looked over my shoulder “Are you sure you don’t need help, Mr. Mycroft?”Leaning over the countertop just behind me, Connor grunted softly, giving me a disgruntled look. The knife was still in his hands, and from what I could see, there were more pieces of his fingers on the cutting board than chocolate.“We can always use chocolate chips.” I shrugged, but apparently I couldn’t hide my laughter, because he just got even grumpier.“You wanted bigger chocolate pieces and now this is what you’re going to get.” He stared at the thick bar of pure chocolate as if it were his worst enemy “I just need a minute.”“I can always do that, if you want…”"I'm perfectly capable of cutting a damn piece of chocolate, thanks." Connor grumbled, but again, the force he used to break off another piece of chocolate was too much, and it ended up hitting the ti
“Theodore…” I tried to reach out to him again, my heart aching more than it should from the words of a child’s tantrum, but his hands threatened to push me away “Please…”“I hate you! I hate you…!” he thrashed, trying to slam his small fists into me and then into Connor’s chest.“Theodore!” Connor growled “That’s enough!”“No! No! I hate you…!”“I said enough!” Connor spoke again, not in a shout, but loud and firm enough that Theodore froze, startled “What do you think you’re doing, acting like this? You know very well why we left that birthday party! If Dr. Eden hadn’t taken care of you, we’d probably be in the hospital right now! Is that what you want? To play for a few minutes and then spend weeks in a hospital bed?”“No, but…” Theo cried, heartbroken “But, I…”"It's okay to be frustrated, son. But it's not okay to act like it. Why do you hate us, anyway? Because we're taking care of you? Well, I'm sorry, but that's exactly what we'll continue to do until you're healthy enough to a
I'm not usually the lazy type, but gosh, the moment I woke up, all I wanted to do was stay in bed. My body felt exhausted, and my head felt heavy, as if every thought weighed a ton. Sleep wasn't letting me remember what had happened to put me in that state, and honestly, I didn't care. At least not at that moment.Not when the bed was making me feel more comfortable than I'd felt in ages. I was snuggled between the soft sheets, enveloped in a warm, inviting warmth. Even the slightly hard pillow seemed to be inviting me to stay there forever. With a small moan of appreciation, I reached out, trying to pull it closer. But instead of a pillowcase or any other textured fabric, my fingers encountered something warm, almost too warm, and oddly shaped. It was firm as muscle and felt almost like skin against mine…The sensation of an arm tightening around my waist made my eyes snap open. And, as I'd feared, it wasn't a pillow pressed against my cheek. It was a human chest, partially revealed