Ryker I wasn’t sure why I was still doing this, but here I was, driving to the Falloway family’s house for another one of those visits I never seemed to escape from. It wasn’t like they weren’t good to me. Hell, they had taken me in when my own parents had passed. For this, visiting them never seemed like a chore. As I parked in front of their house, I could already see the familiar sight of Aunt Eleanor, Alice's mother's standing at the door, her arms wide open as she waved me in. She was the type of woman who made you feel like you mattered, no matter what you had been through. Behind her stood Uncle Richard, his broad frame in the doorway, his face lit with the kind of smile only a father figure could have. I felt a lump form in my throat, but I pushed it down. I wasn’t here for that. “Ryker! It’s been too long,” Aunt Eleanor greeted, her arms wrapping around me in a tight hug. “Yeah, Aunt Eleanor. Been a while,” I muttered, patting her back awkwardly. It wasn’t that I didn’t
Zerah “Ryker hated the idea, but he agreed at the last minute. Strangely enough I'd heard from my family that he'd agreed to a contract marriage so quickly.” Nathan finished, not noticing my inner turmoil. I stared at my hands. "So he got married. To... who?" I asked. Did he know anything about me? Any hopes were dashed as soon as he snorted. "Does it matter? It was likely just some woman. A nobody gold digger who saw quick cash by marrying him. Nobody in my family ever saw her apparently and Ryker made sure we didn't need to. Why would he when she wasn't meant to last in the first place." His harsh words made me nearly flinch back. It took everything in me not to. A lump formed in my throat. "That sounds cold," I said quietly, hoping my voice didn't betray me. Ryker did what he had to," Nathan said with a shrug. "He married her to meet the requirement, then cut her loose." "What happened to her?" I asked only to receive a shrug. "No idea. She left after the contract terms
Zerah When I opened the front door, the smell of soup drifted through the air. Warm, savory, comforting. I stepped inside quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone. My shoes clicked softly against the wooden floor as I made my way toward the kitchen. There she was, my mother, standing at the stove, her frail back to me. Her hair, now more white than black, was pulled into a messy bun. She stirred the pot slowly, humming a familiar lullaby. Something about the scene made my throat tighten. "Mama?" She turned around at once, her eyes lighting up when she saw me. "Zerah. You're home." I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I walked straight into her arms. The moment she held me, all the composure I’d held onto since this morning crumbled. I cried. Her arms tightened around me. "Shh, it’s alright, sweetheart. Let it out. I’m here." The tears wouldn’t stop. I didn’t say a word, just held onto her like a child. Her hands stroked my back, slow and patient. No questions, no pressure, jus
Zerah My jaw clenched but I knew this was inevitable. As I spun around, already knowing who it was, I’d already braced myself for what would come next but in the end it still felt jarring. Ryker stood there like a statue, arms crossed, gaze cutting through me like a blade. There was no point pretending surprise. “You don’t listen,” he said, voice low. “I told you to stay out of my way.” “I didn’t come looking for you,” I replied, keeping my tone even. “I was just walking.” He scoffed. “You’re always just walking, aren’t you? Always just conveniently appearing wherever you shouldn’t be.” “I didn’t realize breathing was against your rules,” I shot back. His eyes narrowed. “Don’t play coy with me, Zerah. You knew exactly what you were doing the moment you stepped into this building.” “I’m working, Ryker. Not everything is about you.” His lip curled slightly, and he took a step forward. “You think this is work? Sitting in meetings with Nathan? Tagging along to look import
Zerah“Nathan, I can just meet you there,” I said, clutching my bag a little tighter as I walked beside him in the parking lot. He unlocked his car with a chirp and turned to me, smiling. “Come on, Zerah. We’re heading to the same place. It’s silly to drive separately.” “I just— I don’t want to impose.” “You’re not imposing. Look, you’ll save gas, and I’ve got snacks.” He grinned wider. “Unless you’re worried I’ll talk your ears off?” That made me laugh despite myself. “You might.” “Then that’s a risk you’ll have to take.” He pulled open the passenger door with a flourish. “Milady.” Rolling my eyes, I got in. “You’re impossible.” “Yeah, but I’m charming.” I nodded, even though my stomach was tied in knots. I had no idea what to expect. The last thing I wanted was to walk into another meeting with Ryker in it. But there was no avoiding it now. Nathan had insisted I join him, and I couldn't exactly say no.The ride was mostly quiet, save for Nathan humming to a soft indi
ZerahAfter what felt like an eternity, the evening chill had already seeped into my skin when finally headed back into the house. Immediately I entered the living room I met both of my boys chattering, the previous worry they showed before gone.Warmth filled me at the sight, waves of love and anxiety. I couldn't lose them. They were my one reason for living, and my only consolation from the hurt of those years. Time passed quickly. Shortly after dinner, I tucked them into bed before heading into my room a heavy weight of exhaustion filling me as I collapsed onto the bed.My heart still ached however, the memory of Ryker the incidents today filled my mind. This was all my fault. If I had just declined Nathan's offer, I could have remained in City Z where my life was normal and safe. But I was here now. Back in a city with so many painful memories, and on my first day back, I had run into the one person I had hoped never to see again. And as it turns out, I worked for him. I