LOGINI dropped my apple pen and folded my hand to meet his gaze head on, not bothering with an answer. “Answer me!” He roared the vein of his face bulging and ticking like a bomb about to go off. I still kept mute, because Dominic Tourette didn’t dare come into my office and order me on what I can and cannot do. “Sit down!” My voice was low, but he could tell that I was starting to get irritated. Whatever cool and calm any wife had loved into my bones this morning was slowly sipping away. “You don’t fucking tell me what to do!” Dominic gritted through his teeth and I smiled. I know I shouldn’t have but all of a sudden I could remember us eight years ago, when he was the one smiling after he and his lying, cheating wife ripped my heart out and so I needed to make this sting even more. “She came to me, she came begging by the way.” I shrugged casually knowing that it was going to hit his ego so hard but I didn’t care. “I can take care of my home and my wife.” I got up now, tired of
Nik. My eyes roved lazily at the woman who was dressing up in front of me in appreciation. It is still a wonder to me how almost 18 months married and the attraction was almost instant. Especially seeing her perform mundane tasks and after birthing our babies. “I am not coming back into that bed with you, so you better forget about it.” Elaine rolled up her skin coloured fleece tights up her thighs and my eyes were fixated on the motion. I folded my hand under my head so I could watch her better. “How are you preparing for the re-opening?” Her face creased in frown and I chuckled, “it’s not easy to run a business" she sounded so exasperated that it was cute. “Tell me about it.” Running one restaurant was driving her crazy. I had tons of establishments across two major industries. Her eyes lit up in excitement, something that happened whenever she was emotional about what it was that she wanted to say. “Do you know how insane it is managing workers? Do you know how difficult it
Ahhhhhh” I yelled and dropped the burger in my hand unceremoniously on the table. Nik looked at me on high alert. “You little mongrel” I yelled at the cheeky boy in my arms. “He bit me!” I pulled out my nipple and yanked up my blouse. I dropped the now crying toddler on the floor. “If you’re old enough to bite, you’re old enough to stop breastfeeding” I yelled at the cheeky monster who only flashed me a toothless grin. Maybe not fully toothless. Nik chuckled at our interaction and I dropped Daniel on his feet. He scrunched up his face and I rolled my eyes, expecting the tears but not caring about it. I picked up my burger and Daniel turned his huge brown eyes on me which I ignored again. This is the end of breastfeeding. At 14 months, the twins had started taking baby food, and cereal but I was still breastfeeding. Daniel went towards his father who lifted him and put him on his leg and ruffled his hair. I couldn’t help the smile that stretched my lips. The twins truly looked
I made a mistake, Serena” I was grateful for the sauna we were in because the heat could explain why my eyes were misty.Serena was beside me the next minute and I lay my head on her shoulder, instantly grateful for the ability to be able to be vulnerable here. Just like that I was telling her all that happened at dinner that night and my confession. “Oh my love.” She ran her hand through my damp curls and I was grateful she couldn’t see my face. I wonder if she knew about the contract and how falling in love with Nik wasn’t part of it. “You shouldn’t be sorry that you fell in love with him” I got up angrily at this point and paced the tiny hot room. “But I shouldn’t have!” I flung my hand in the air, “I had kept it for so long, I opened my big mouth and ruined everything!” Serena got up in her bikini and came to my side, “Love isn’t something you should feel but be unable to profess” her words were so true that I sank into the curved wooden slab. I was so grateful that we were
NIK She was crying. I had sworn over and over never to make her cry, but she was lying right beside me and trying to hide her tears from me and I feel like shit. I don’t even know why I froze when she made her proclamation earlier. It startled me yes, but maybe I could have handled it better than I did. I fisted the sheets hard, trying hard to resist the urge of reaching to her and pulling her back into my arms. I hate seeing her hurt, I hate it even more when I’m a the one hurting her like right now. I lay there for what feels like an eternity until her shoulders stopped shaking and she started sniffing, indicating that the tears were ending before I finally released the sheets. My conclusion was reached far too quick because she just started another bunch of tears. ******* I needed to punch something, someone or myself. It also didn’t help that I was working on 3 hours of sleep. I read the document in front of me, focusing solely on the black ink but my mind was r
ELAINE. He was avoiding me again. It was clear as day. There was this established pattern of him going on trips, staying off longer at work, coming home late, all just to avoid conversations. It was his usual pattern that I wasn’t even surprised that he had come home late tonight. “Are you going to go on a long trip that’s going to last weeks just to avoid this?” I added, my hand found its way to my chest, rubbing at it, as if it would make the knot in there dissolve and go away. We had children now. Kids that cry every time they wanted their dada that, it wasn’t just me he was ignoring or avoiding anymore. He sighed loudly and turned on his side to face me, so that I could see the brown of his eyes. “Can we just go to sleep, I’ve had a long day.” I could tell that he was telling the truth about that, but it didn’t matter. “I wish. But the reason your children are in bed with us right now, is because your daughter was crying for you all night, and this was the only way
ELAINE. “What do you want?” Nik asked, relaxing back in his chair staring at me with a lazy smile. I know he was asking about food, but it felt like it had a different meaning when he asked it and I shifted in my seat. I looked down at the menu on the tablet which was in front of me, and instant
. ELAINE. Truce: An agreement between enemies or opponents to stop fighting or arguing for a certain time. Nik and I were presently in a truce. We called it last night at the hotel lounge and even though he didn't come to bed last night and had sent a hurried text this morning that read- I h
ELAINE. I press my ears to the door to be sure that there is no sound of anybody walking before opening the door and peeping before padding softly to the room. He was outside on the balcony leaning over still in his robe. A cold shower must have reset my brain a little because I somehow had my s
One day you will get asked about your wedding day. It's important that you tell them that you wore the most beautiful dress your eyes have ever seen. That even though you held tears all day and hid it behind a smile, that you felt truly miserable. And when they ask you why you tell them that it's







