Katherine POVOliver did not stay long.He only checked up on Erin after he talked to her doctors to get an update on her condition before he left.“So, my big girl is going home,” I told her despite the uncertainty that plagues my heart.I knew that before the big day arrived, I had to tell Erin that we were not returning home to Greg and our mansion.“How would you like to live in a new place?” I asked, testing the waters.“Is Daddy Greg going to be there?”I can&rsq
Katherine POVI was so dead.I thought to myself as I looked into the angry slits that were Lucas’ eyes.Nervously, I licked my lips.“I, uh..” My mind went blank and my grip on Oliver’s phone tightened. I looked at it inanely before an idea popped into my head.“Oliver left his phone,” I said, waving the phone in my hand.Lucas seemed to have recovered and his facial expression took on a more neutral mask.“I wanted to catch him to give his phone back, but he&rs
Lucas POVF*ck it!I wanted to punch the wall after hurriedly leaving Erin's room. My chest heaves as I try to fill my lungs with air. How can a sweet little thing be a product of betrayal? My eyes misted, and I hated this feeling of weakness. Still, I can't help the tenderness that burgeoned in my chest for a certain four-year-old girl - with her cute face and black glossy hair. I hated the man who fathered her. I hate Greg Combs. If Erin was mine, she would never be deprived of a father's love. I will treat her as a princess and her mother as a queen. And then, I stopped short when I realized my thoughts were going into uncharted territory.I already decided to let the past go, but Katherine’s daughter makes it difficult. She keeps drawing me in. Between her and her mother, I don’t know how I will find the strength to stay back just as I promised myself. I hurriedly walked out of the hospital to my waiting car as if putting distance between us would make me think less of th
Agatha Richards“Careful,” I told my hairstylist while she unbraided my hair for my next shot.I am so excited. If only I could pull the hands of time and make it go a little faster so that it would be nighttime already, I would do it in a flash. This was the first time Luke invited me out, and I couldn’t help the anticipation that welled up inside me. This has got to mean something. “Ouch!” I cried and jumped out of my vanity chair to face my stylist in anger. “I told you to be careful.” I lashed out. “Do you know that my hair costs more than your monthly salary?” The stylist’s eyes darted as she looked nervously around us. I almost felt sorry for her. If she thinks that someone will step in to save her, she has to think again. This industry worships the ground I walked on. I am the runway star, and the producers can’t afford to offend me because I rake in money for them.Well, it was all thanks to Luke and his associates. If it weren’t for Luke’s support, I don’t think t
Lucas POVI stared at the building where I knew Agatha was.I looked at my watch and noticed the time.It was seven.My reservation was at seven-thirty. Grandeur is a ten-minute ride, including traffic, but if there is no traffic, travel time usually takes about five minutes.My phone rang. It was Agatha.“Luke.” She sounded breathy.“Hi. I am at the parking lot. What floor did you say you were on?” I asked.
Lucas POVI was stunned when my eyes met Katherine’s black ones, but the startlement quickly changed to anger when I saw Oliver with her. Right there and then, the impulse to march to their table to confront Oliver was strong. How dare he do this behind my back?Whatever happened to bro code when he was here dating my former girlfriend?Indecision suffused me.With each step I took to narrow the distance between me and their table, I felt the weight of Oliver's stare. I am sure he was watching me. He was here to prove something, that I was sure of. Then, I remembered Agatha and her distraught expression, causing me to abandon my plan of making a beeline to their table to confront Oliver. Decisively, I walked out of the restaurant, but not before glancing in Katherine’s direction.I was surprised to see a flash of momentary sadness in her eyes. Then, Katherine bowed her head, denying me a second look at her face. Still, a glance was enough to shake me. Was that jealousy I saw i
Katherine POV“Thank you for the dinner, Oliver.” I turned around to thank him after opening Erin’s room. “You shouldn’t thank me. You did not eat much.” He commented. I thought he did not notice, but after we saw Lucas Sanders and his supermodel girlfriend, I suddenly lost my appetite. The sight of them unsettled me in ways I could not explain. It made me scared. Lucas is slowly getting under my skin, and it bothered me a lot. I sighed. “I may be tired.” I hedged. “If you say so.” He shrugged. “Good night, Katherine.” He said before turning around to leave. I watched his back until he disappeared in a corner. Then, I stepped inside Erin’s room. Erin was already asleep on the bed. I went to the bathroom to wash up. When I returned, I took the foldaway bed from its storage and placed it next to Erin’s bed. I had a restless sleep. Tonight, after a long time, I dreamt again of the same guy. His face was blurry, but every time I dreamt about him, I could not help the feel
Lucas POV“What is wrong with you?” Oliver demanded after the door closed on Katherine, leaving us inside. Katherine jumped out of the elevator when it reached her floor and awkwardly muttered her goodbye. She looked like she couldn't wait to leave us.“I don’t know. Maybe you did something that pushed my buttons.” I hissed at him. The elevator stopped on my floor, and I marched out, leaving Oliver behind, but he quickly followed me.The whole office became silent when they saw my approach. Even Dan Burns hesitated when he was about to meet me halfway with his tablet in hand. When I entered my office, Oliver was behind me. “Come on. Out with it. What is wrong?” Oliver challenged after closing the door. We had been circling about this issue for a while now, and it's about time to let it out in the open. It had been a long time since we had an argument of this scale. It was ridiculous to think that the cause of our misunderstanding was a woman. “You know what you did and yet
Katherine POV“Where have you been?” I was surprised to find Lucas in my office.“What are you doing here?” I countered, walking to my desk. He grabbed me by the waist when I passed by him on the couch and pulled me to his lap. “Lucas!” I cried in reprimand. “Last night was perfect.” He told me, nuzzling my neck, sending tingles all over my body.He wanted us to stay at the beach for two more days, but I refused since I have a stacked workload for today. Besides, I can’t just come and go as I please. I don’t have executive status like him. Lucas’s hands began wandering while he kissed the back of my neck and ear. ‘Stop. Lorrie might see us.” The warning did not seem to faze him because his exploring hand went under my blouse, creating havoc in my system. “Lucas…” I moaned when the tip of his finger touched the underwire of my brassiere, but no further. He kept gliding his hands to my ribcage and stomach, making it taut in anticipation of his next move. “Lucas..” I panted his
Veronica POVIt was some minutes later before I decided to move, horrified to the realization that I stink. I pulled on the neckline of my dress and grimaced, smelling the stench of stale alcohol. I almost puked. I wondered what Oliver might have thought earlier. “I was such a turn-off,” I mumbled while tracing my way to the bathroom to shower. Then, I got ready for work. Before leaving, I went to the kitchen for a much-needed coffee intake. I sat down on the kitchen chair, trying to play in my head what happened last night before I passed out due to drunkenness. At about the same time, I remembered Nanny Miller's notebook and ran to the living room in search of it. In a flurry of emotions yesterday, I had forgotten all about it. It took a full minute before I found it wedged between the armchair and the side table. I wondered what secrets it held. After putting the notebook in a safe place, I came out of the room just as the tea kettle whistled, indicating the water had rea
Veronica POV"Just kidding, I already signed everything to John so I am back to my old poor self," I told him before letting go of my glass. It rolled on the table and was about to fall off the floor when Oliver caught it in time. “That’s a neat trick!” I slurred because his eyes never left mine. Oliver looked like he was between believing and dismissing my claim.Who cares what he thinks? Certainly not me. I patted the smooth wooden finish of the kitchen table before placing my crossed arms atop it for my pillow. I felt sleepy all of a sudden. I kicked my shoes off to get more comfortable and rested my face on my arms with my eyes closed. Then, I remembered to leave instructions to Oliver Manns. "Don't forget to lock my door when you leave." I reminded Oliver, angling my head slightly to focus one glassy eye on him while the other was shut. It was a quick look because I could not stand the overhead light. I closed my eyes once more. I did not know anything after that.So
Veronica POVI went inside my unit morosely, thinking about what happened at the monastery today.Without bothering to turn on the light, I slumped on my sofa, feeling drained. The events of the day washed down on me. Never in my wildest dreams did I realize that this reunion would turn out to be a permanent goodbye? I remembered what Nanny Miller told me earlier. “Forgive, and let go.” Who should I forgive? My father? His wife? And their son who did not consider me family and instead treated me like a servant in their house?If I did not learn how to hustle, I wouldn’t be able to finish high school because his wife did not want me to learn. They said that servitude is my calling and that nothing good will ever come out of me. That’s why I strove to be better and live well. I learned how to fight to live because who else would do it for me?The only consolation I had was Nanny Miller. She was the only reason I lasted eighteen years in that house. I shook my head and sighed
Oliver POVI was leaning on a wall, a few feet away from Veronica and the woman she called Nanny Miller. She was crying, and her tears inexplicably tugged at my heartstrings. But every time I thought about seeing her meeting secretly with John Quinn, I could not help suspicion gnaw at me. I can’t figure her out, and it’s making me crazy. Is she a friend or a foe?Nanny Miller gently wiped Veronica’s tears away before loving tucking the loose strands that escaped her ponytail to the back of her ear. It was a gentle gesture borne out of love. “How have you been? I returned to that house, but they told me you were gone.” Veronica sniffed and wiped her face with the palm of her hand. Nanny Miller had this gentle look while she stared at Veronica’s face.“There was no point in staying when you left.” Nanny Miller said, smiling. She was a beautiful woman. Her eyes were wise and warm. She looked like she weathered a few storms in her life and came out stronger. Veronica held Nanny M
Veronica POVBefore I put the paper I got from John, I tucked it in my memory, safe and secure. “Nanny Miller,” I said her name in my head countless times. I walked from the coffee shop to a nearby cab terminal when I heard a honk behind me. I sidestepped closer to the curb to resume walking when the car honked again. This time, I made sure to stop and let the car drive past me when I noticed that it was the same car Oliver used. The window opened, and Oliver’s face appeared. “Where are you going? Let me take you there.” He offered.I was surprised. I thought he had already left after dropping me off. Did he wait for me to conclude my meeting?I shook my head to thank him for the offer. I would rather go alone. This is a personal business and has nothing to do with our friends. “Thanks, but no,” I replied and resumed walking.I was already a few feet away from the terminal when I noticed the absence of cabs waiting for passengers. Oliver persisted. And the next thing I knew,
Veronica POV“I am okay here. Leave.” I told Oliver Manns after he parked his car outside a popular coffee shop in Berkeley.My eyes became alert as I surveyed the shop from our distance.“Stop being rude. I am not your driver, miss.” His tone brimmed with sarcasm.I decided to disregard it while I got busy unclasping my seatbelt.Despite getting into a frenzy, I hadn’t forgotten my manners. “Thank you,” I said, opening the door to my side to get out.Unfortunately, Oliver Manns opened his side of the door and was about to get out, too.&nb
Oliver POVI followed Veronica toward the makeshift altar. We did not talk, and it worked just fine for me. Pachelbel’s Canon in D wafted in the air, and the processional began. After Lucas walked the beige-colored carpet, the coordinator nodded in my direction to indicate my turn. I squared my shoulders and began walking until I reached Lucas, and I stood beside him. We both face the end of the aisle to watch the rest of the entourage walk toward their seats. Then, it was Erin’s turn. Lucas smiled, watching Erin walk the aisle holding a cute flower basket made from dried rattan. From time to time, she stops to toss flower petals in the air before resuming her walk. When she reached Lucas, she smiled and made an okay sign. Lucas responded by giving her two thumbs up. Then, she lifted her arms to Lucas, wanting to be carried. Lucas indulged her. He grunted when he bent to pick her up, amusing the guests. Erin's arms surrounded Lucas's neck. Now, it was Veronica’s turn.
Veronica POVI watched my friend meet our boss on her bridal walk at that spectacular spread by the beach. The white decorations embellished generously with varied shades of lavender were most appealing to the eyes.With the backdrop of seawater, the color seemed to translate into tranquility - a soothing balm for my soul.“You look maudlin. Aren’t you happy for your friend? Or maybe you are expecting her to suffer until now.” A man asked from the side.The accusation stung.The mocking tone in his voice left a bad taste in my mouth.Why was it