“Don’t worry, mom,” Adrian’s tone is slightly amused while his face remains serious, “we will do everything you want to do. We promise.”Adrian’s green eyes flicker to mine through the rear view mirror. My heart skips a beat. I gulp and divert my gaze, my cheeks heating up from embarrassment and the
AdrianThe moon is golden yellow in color and hangs low in the night sky. The resort’s walls are made up of floor to ceiling windows, the moonlight mixing in with the warm lights inside the hotel lobby.The night wind is warm yet is chilled enough for us to feel comfortable. It will sure feel nice d
Her words feel like a gut punch. I know she’s lying through her teeth. The words come out of her mouth so effortlessly and I can’t help but feel as if they are daggers hidden beneath silk piles, ready to pierce into my skin at any given moment.We step away from the desk and towards her, our feet mo
Adrian“Table for three, please,” Stella’s voice is gentle and kind as the three of us approach the hostess’ stand. The woman looks up at us and nods, gathering three menus in her hand, and gesturing to the open dining room.Many of the tables are empty and many of the other patrons are made up of c
“We’ll also take your most expensive bottle of red,” Sebastian continues. I look down at Stella, who wears a small grin on her face.“And what would you like to eat, sir?” the waiter asks.“I’ll have the steak, rare, and she will have the salmon,” I say, knowing that Stella always has preferred fish
StellaMy hand feels numb beneath Adrian’s touch. I attempt to wiggle my fingers away, to slip out of his deadly grasp, but he only tightens his hold on me. The numb feeling makes my skin and muscles of my hand feel like they are being poked by millions of tiny little needles.“Adrian,” I breathe ou
He shoves his hands into his pockets, my crossbody purse still hanging from his shoulder. He gestures his head to the hallway, his blonde hair falling into his face.“Come on. Let me show you to your room,” he says and turns around without another word.Once Adrian is out of my sight, I am able to b
StellaThe morning breeze is light and gentle on my skin. It soothes my aching heart and helps me clear my mind from the events that transpired the previous night.Clara’s face is burned into my memory, the way she held onto Adrian so casually and so affectionately…it hurts my soul to even think abo
Maybe, just maybe, we could have had a happy marriage together. One that had no contactual surgeries or ended in bright, festering flames.Maybe we could have been happy together.“Adrian?” Stella’s voice snaps me back to reality. I look down at her and nod my head, humming in response. “Your mom wa
AdrianMy foot taps against the marble floor of the resort’s lobby. I look around the room, which is now busy and vibrant from the people who are visiting, and glance at my mother. She wears a worried look on her face, watching the elevator entryway with close eyes.“You should go check up on her, d
One day, I’ll be away from him. Then I’ll be able to breathe again.The white screen is filled with jobs upon jobs. Many of them are to help others gain information on a cheating spouse or to see what their loved one is hiding from them.Suddenly, my screen turns black. Green letters and numbers pop
StellaThe morning breeze is light and gentle on my skin. It soothes my aching heart and helps me clear my mind from the events that transpired the previous night.Clara’s face is burned into my memory, the way she held onto Adrian so casually and so affectionately…it hurts my soul to even think abo
He shoves his hands into his pockets, my crossbody purse still hanging from his shoulder. He gestures his head to the hallway, his blonde hair falling into his face.“Come on. Let me show you to your room,” he says and turns around without another word.Once Adrian is out of my sight, I am able to b
StellaMy hand feels numb beneath Adrian’s touch. I attempt to wiggle my fingers away, to slip out of his deadly grasp, but he only tightens his hold on me. The numb feeling makes my skin and muscles of my hand feel like they are being poked by millions of tiny little needles.“Adrian,” I breathe ou
“We’ll also take your most expensive bottle of red,” Sebastian continues. I look down at Stella, who wears a small grin on her face.“And what would you like to eat, sir?” the waiter asks.“I’ll have the steak, rare, and she will have the salmon,” I say, knowing that Stella always has preferred fish
Adrian“Table for three, please,” Stella’s voice is gentle and kind as the three of us approach the hostess’ stand. The woman looks up at us and nods, gathering three menus in her hand, and gesturing to the open dining room.Many of the tables are empty and many of the other patrons are made up of c
Her words feel like a gut punch. I know she’s lying through her teeth. The words come out of her mouth so effortlessly and I can’t help but feel as if they are daggers hidden beneath silk piles, ready to pierce into my skin at any given moment.We step away from the desk and towards her, our feet mo