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Raina paced around her room, rehearsing the life-changing news. “You're going to be a father, Kai...No, too cliché.” She scrunched up her face. “I'm three weeks pregnant, Kai... Ugh, too blunt.”She murmured to herself, searching for the perfect words.
A week had passed since Kai returned from his business trip, but he had been avoiding their home. Today, she planned to confront him at his condo, determined to share the surprise that would change everything.
Three years of marriage had somehow turned them into strangers. With a deep breath, Raina grabbed her bag and headed out, only to be stopped in her tracks by her assistant, Jamie, who was waiting in the hallway.
“Good morning, Mrs. Ashborne.” Jamie greeted with a bright smile on her face.
Raina's eyebrows furrowed in surprise. “Jamie, didn't you request a week's leave?” she questioned.
Jamie shrugged, her expression nonchalant. “I just wanted to check in, make sure everything's okay. Where are you headed today?”
Raina hesitated before answering. “I was going to see Kai.”
Jamie's expression suddenly turned cautious. “Ma'am, I wouldn't advise that. You know how Mr. Ashborne gets when his work is interrupted. Why not wait until he's finished? He'll come home when he's ready.”
“But—” She began to protest,
“I understand your concerns, ma'am,” Jamie interrupted gently, “but you don't want to risk upsetting him, especially considering...recent tensions between you two. It's better to wait.” She emphasized.
Raina nodded slowly, letting Jamie's words sink in. She and Kai had been having arguments before his trip. With a small sigh, she abandoned her plan. “You're right, Jamie. I'll wait.”
Two days ticked by with no word from Kai and Raina's patience suddenly snapped. Unable to hold back any longer, she got into her car that evening and drove to Kai's condo with a mix of emotions swirling in her chest.
When she arrived, the condo door was slightly opened while a thin dim light spilled onto the hallway floor. Her heart skipped a beat as she hesitated, her hand reaching for the door handle. She pushed it open, her voice trembling as she called out, “Kai?” The only response she received was the creaking of the door as it swung open.
She stepped inside, her eyes scanning the dimly lit living room. Clothes were scattered all over the floor, his shoes kicked off in a corner, and the couch cushions were disheveled, to add to the scene, the air was thick with an eerie silence.
Her gaze drifted towards the bedroom door, where a faint chuckling sound filtered through. Her brows furrowed as she approached the door, her hand reaching for the handle. Just as she was about to turn it, the door swung open, and Kai swooped out, clad in a gray bathroom robe.
His hair was tousled and his eyes surprised. Quickly, he tossed her a smile, regaining composure. “Hey,” he said, his voice low, but for an instant, his eyes flashed with guilt.
Raina's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions. What was going on? And who – or what – ever made that chuckling sound.
“Hey,” Kai repeated, bringing her mind back to the present. “What are you doing here?” He asked, his eyes darting across the rest of the space.
Her eyes flickered with disappointment as she frantically tried to explain that she had something important to tell him., but his immediately cut her short. “Whatever it is can wait,” he said dismissively, his tone as sharp as a blade.
She blinked, stunned by his indifference. “Kai, I’ve barely seen you since you came back. Did I… did I do something wrong?”
“Are you in pain?” he asked abruptly, his expression cold.
“What?” she frowned, caught off guard. “No.”
“Are you dying?”
“No—”
“Then it can wait.” He concluded, his tone curt.
Her face burned with anger and hurt. “You're really going to brush me off like that?” she spat, her voice rising.
He took a step forward blocking the door. “Go home, Raina.”
Her eyes narrowed, her mind racing with suspicion. “Who's in there?” she demanded, her tone sharp and firm.
“No one.” He said with a lazy and unconvincing smile.
Without thinking, she shoved past him and flung open the door. Her heart sank as she took in the sight before her. Her assistant, Jamie sat on the bed, the sheet clutched to her chest, her expression calm—almost smug.
Raina staggered back, her voice barely above a whisper. “Jamie...W-What’s the meaning of this?” She stuttered, her mind racing with questions.
Jamie opened her mouth to speak, but Raina cut her off, her anger boiling over. “This is the reason you’ve been covering for him, this is why you asked for the week off, isn’t...” She choked, tears crawling down her cheeks. “You're my assistant, Jamie! I trusted you!”
Her face showed no emotion, but the corner of her lips twisted into a small, mocking smile. “You trusted me with your schedule. Not with your husband.”
Tears blurred Raina’s vision as she turned to Kai, her voice trembling. “How long?” She sobbed.
Kai’s face was devoid of remorse. “Does it matter?” he said coldly.
Her fury erupted. “You’re disgusting!” she spat. “Both of you!” she screamed.
Kai stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Raina, let's not make this any more dramatic than it needs to be.” he smirked.
Her gaze snapped to him, her tears forgotten in her rage. “You're enjoying this, aren't you?!”she spat.
He shrugged, his tone annoyingly calm. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t.”
Her eyes widened in shock as he strode over to the dresser, pulled out a folder, and tossed it at her feet. “Divorce papers,” he said coldly. “Sign them, and let's be done with this farce.”
Raina’s knees buckled, her world crumbling as she looked up at him, he was barely anything like the man she fell in love with. Kai...you don’t mean this. Please, we can—”
“We’re done, Raina,” he interrupted. His voice was cold, final. “And for the record, I never really felt anything for you. You were just...convenient.”
Convenient? She thought. The words hit her like a ton of bricks, but Kai wasn’t finished yet.“Pack your things and get out of the house.” He said coldly as his voice dripped with hate.
Raina blinked, her tears morphing to disbelief. “The house?” She barely said, “you mean ourhouse?”
“No, my house,” he snapped, his eyes narrowing, “My name’s on the deed, remember? So technically, it’s mine, and you’re just a guest.”
“I paid for half of that house, Kai! You know that!” Her voice cracked as anger swelled up in her chest.
“And you’re welcome for staying there as long as you did,” he shot back with a sneer. “But your time’s up, pack your bags and leave, or I’ll throw you out myself!”
The words echoed in her mind as the room spun, her world collapsing around her. “No, this can’t be…”
THE PRICE OF SILENCEAaron had always thought silence was some sort of control.Silence in boardrooms was something that made people jittery. It made the other party divulge excessively in negotiations. He had earlier believed that silence was protection and in doing so, he wanted to protect Raina in his marriage not to turn her into the kind of politics that she did not want to be in. He knew how mistaken he was now he sat alone in his office long after night had swallowed the city.Silence was no defense to anything.It only delayed damage.He was at the window looking down the lights below but faintly reflected in the glass. The office which was a kind of continuation of his power was now a cage. All the decisions he had postponed, all meetings that he had evaded were repeated in his mind with savage clarity.He recalled Raina that appeared before him some weeks ago, her head also firm yet hurt, and accusing him of when she ceased to be his partner. He had not answered her then. He
THE FALL BEGINSThe boardroom was colder than usual.Aaron had realised it as soon as he got inside, how the conversation had dropped and the eye contact had changed,gawkingly away. His reflection in the long glass table--tailored suit, controlled expression, composed posture--was nevertheless going on below, and something was wrong. His authority had been so used to him over the years that it no longer rested on his shoulders.Lucas already sat at the head of the table, his fingers crossed, quiet and ready. Evelyn sat on his right, graceful as ever, her pose careless, her features indescribable. The other board members sat down around them with their eyes averted towards Aaron.OK, let's start, said Lucas.Aaron took his seat. Before going into the actual, I want to discuss the rumours that have been going around the house. My leadership is not related to my personal issues.Some members gave a glance at each other.Evelyn threw her head back. Respect, Aaron, this is reality at this
A WOMAN REBUILTThe office was tiny, compared to the glass towers Raina would be strolling up and down on, with her head held high and cameras flashing on her face. The floor was not marble, the elevator was not personal, and the assistants were not standing outside the door. Nothing more than a hired room on the fourth floor of an ageing building, bare desks, a noisy air conditioner, and a sun peeking through semi-open curtains.And yet when Raina was in the centre of it, and she was holding her phone in one hand and a notebook in another, she experienced something which she had not experienced in a long time.Ownership.Now this is ours, she said to herself.Her aide, Lila, her faithful companion even after all had gone wrong, smiled as she put a pile of files in place on the desk. It might not be so much, but it is... sincere.Raina nodded. "Honesty is more than enough."She put aside her bag and got her notebook open. Plans that were in her own handwriting were filling the pages.
DISTANCEThe place was very silent, which Raina was not accustomed to.Not the silence of the Kingston mansion, with its heavy, guarded silence, and its ears to every corner, and its eyes upon every movement, but a more gentle quiet. One that was unconfident, unrecognized and excruciatingly real.Her standing in the little living room with her baby in her arms, and she turned slowly around the room.This was it.White walls. A modest sofa. An upright dining table banged against the wall. The kitchen was hardly larger than a wardrobe, and the door of the bedroom was so thin that one could hear easily.No guards outside. No employees are awaiting orders to be given. None of the cameras is behind rich ornamentation.Just her.And her child.Raina sighed and sank onto the sofa, falling into it as though the strength had at last exhausted her. The infant moved, his small nose scowling, and then he lay down again, cosy and affectionate.Oh yes, we are, she said to herself.Her phone buzzed
WALKING AWAYThe house was still asleep.That was what Raina needed.She slipped slowly through the mansion barefoot on the cold marble. The walls, which seemed big before, were heavy now, as though they were keeping an eye upon her. Each move was a flashback — jokes, midnight conversations, dark promises.She did not cry.Not yet.Raina tapped on the bedroom door. Aaron was lying on the bed, with one side of his back toward her. He had gone to sleep many hours later than their fight, fatigue tugging him down, and her intellect remaining as alert as ever.She stared at him for some time.This did not necessarily have to be so, she said to herself, but knew that he could hear none.She turned away.It was a suitcase that she drew out in the walk-in closet. Just one. She didn't want attention. She didn't want drama. She put clothes in the laundry painfully, taking only what was necessary--easy dresses, infantalia, papers which she had covertly been collecting during the last few days.S
BETRAYAL WITHOUT INFIDELITYIt was not a confrontation initiated by shouting.It began with silence.It was late, past midnight, and Raina was waiting in the living room, and the lights were dimmed, and the house was unusually quiet. The baby was already asleep, her kiss on his forehead was longer than usual, and the promises she had made, she was no longer quite certain that she should keep. With every tick of the clock, something squeezed in her breast.The front door eventually opened, and Aaron walked into the house without much ado, loosening his tie like he was coming back to any normal day. He paused, and there she sat."You're still awake," he said."Yes," Raina replied. Her voice was calm, too calm. "We need to talk."Aaron exhaled slowly. "Can this wait until morning?""No," she said. "It has waited long enough."He dropped his jacket and approached and felt the tension. "What's wrong?"Raina stood up. "I spoke to Margaret today."Aaron froze.That was all it took.His shoul







