ChristianShould I make it inside or not? No, I have decided that I'm doing it. There's no way back. I look out of the car's window, still having second thoughts if I should meet Andrea or not. I don't wanna be late. The nightmare I had last night seems to be the beginning only. I don't wanna develop lifetime issues because of Thea and her stupid tactics. But I'm not sure if I'm doing the right things. Andrea is Ivanna's therapist. Even though I know she keeps privacy, I'm feeling anxious about it. Letting out a deep sigh and bracing myself, I come out of the car and surge towards the building. "Mr Scott?" Andrea's assistant reaches me. "Dr Andrea has been waiting for you. Please come inside"She opens the door and I come inside, anxious. "Good evening, Mr Scott", Andrea welcomes me with a wide smile."Good evening. I'm sorry for the sudden appointment. Especially after your shift is over", I say."No issues. Please have a seat", she folds her files and drifts her focus to me as I
Kane"New York is insane", Emily exclaims, slumping onto the bed and breathing heavily."I told you we can hang out tomorrow. You look tired as hell", I shrug, getting a water bottle from the fridge. "Two days aren't enough to hang out. Are they?" She groans. "That's why it's a mini vacation, Mrs Wife", I kneel on the bed near her. "Come on. Have some water"She raises her hand while lying on her back. I grab it to support her in getting up. "So, are you done with your presentation today? Because there's no way you're running back to work from tomorrow. This is the first time I have been to New York"She takes the glass from me and sips it. "But guess what. I wasn't the one to be so excited to come here. You were. But you were so boring the whole evening, Kane", she rolls her eyes. "As if I dragged you here deliberately""Nothing like that", I laugh slowly and tuck her locks behind her ear. I couldn't focus on anything after talking to Christian. He said Samuel is in Texas, under
Christian"My assistant mistakenly got tickets to the delayed flight", John says on the call. "Delayed? Of how many hours?" I exclaim and immediately strive to sound normal as I realise I was sounding too loud.They were about to board the morning flight to return to Texas. I'm worried about the transplant procedure tomorrow. Patricia said they needed to bring Thea for a casual check-up. And the most important thing is I don't know if they will be able to make it back to Texas until tomorrow. That's so messed up."Not much. We'll be boarding this evening and hopefully, we'll reach Texas before ten at night", he says, giving me a bit of relief.Thea didn't call or text me after the last time I replied to her. Even though I was pretty much at peace, I couldn't stop being concerned about the change in her decision. Her silence is the scariest one. "That's great. I'm relieved that you and your team tackled the week so gracefully. I can't imagine the pressure of sudden action. Hopefully,
ChristianI clench my jaw and click my tongue against my cheek walls, inhaling deeply. Ivanna says I often do this when I'm controlling my anger. Why am I thinking about her right now? Because she's never out of my head. But I want her to stay out of my head from now to afterwards. Which I know is next to impossible. I hear the clicking sound of heels against the floor as Thea walks towards me. "It was not exactly a surprise to me", I say in a pressed tone and look up. She crosses her arms, stops by the desk and smirks. "You were expecting me?" She whispers, dancing her eyebrows."Yes. Because I'm compelled to expect you over here", I say. "But not so fast. Of course""Well—" she lets out a deep sigh and walks towards me. Leaning back to the desk, she scoots over the desk, hell closer to me. She crosses her legs, brushing against my thigh and slides her hand around my neck.I gulp down. Again. I roll my eyes. I inhale deeply. I press my lips tighter. Only to control my frustratio
ChristianMy breath hitches and no words escape my lips. Her eyes are straight into mine, devastated and terrified. The next moment, she drives her eyes away and holds onto the door as if she's tripping over. Her body shudders against the door and she rolls her eyes, darting onto the floor. Her lips part open and she breathes heavily.All of that happens in just a few seconds. And every second seemed like the longest one. My brain freezes the moment she again looks up at me. Her eyes are not pooling with tears and her jaw is clenching. I have never seen her in this much anger and pain before which I could see only in a couple of seconds. The nightmare again flashes in my sanity and it ices me on the spot. She was looking at me the same way she was looking at me right now. The same anger and pain filled her eyes. She was numb in the same way.That fear crams inside me again. What if from this moment, the nightmare comes true? To my terror, it does. Ivanna doesn't say a thing and turn
ChristianI slump onto the bed, placing my elbows on my thighs and rubbing my palms against each other. My legs are shaking. I drop my head, chewing my bottom lip. I'm at a loss for words. I hear the sound of water splashing. Minutes pass. My head is overloaded with millions of thoughts. Tomorrow is a big day for Chrissie. At this point, I don't know whether to handle Ivanna or convince Thea. I don't care about Thea unless she's not related to Chrissie. But at the end of the day, I'll need her for Chrissie. What am I gonna say to Ivanna? And will she even trust me if I tell her the truth? She'll never trust me after what she saw today. I can't imagine the pain she must be going through. What if the nightmare comes to be true and she leaves me before I can explain it to her? "God!" I grab my head, groaning heavily when the door clicks open. I immediately turn around, spotting Ivanna in the washroom room. She comes out, wrapped in a towel. She's completely silent. And cold. She doe
Christian I can't believe my ears after what I hear. Did she really ask this? I gawk at her in disbelief and shock. "I'm asking something, Christian. Answer me", her hoarse voice booms around the walls. "Did— did I accidentally send you the mail?" I stutter. "Which mail?" She curls up her face, a bit annoyed by not getting the answer. "I wrote a letter for you", I say nervously. "This morning. And I scheduled it for tomorrow. Evening. I wrote everything that you— you should know. Did you already get it?" I ask.Her reaction doesn't change. "I don't know which mail you're talking about, Christian. But you should know that I don't need any mail, letter or— or words to trust you"The last words from her shake my soul. They come out so powerful and intense that it sends jolts all over my body. Her eyes start to fill again. "I never needed anything to trust you, your love, your efforts, your loyalty or anything. Never", she seethes. "When I said I trust you, I didn't mean that I trus
IvannaWhile we all were enjoying the beer and Christian left to sleep, I was already getting concerned. I didn't let him know that I had seen Thea's name on the notification. It worried me after I recalled how he reacted to his phone. I kept my calm even though it was freaking me out. "This Albert is getting on my nerves", Kane slammed his phone aside after reading a text. "What happened?" Emily asked. "I mean what did he do again?""Is he really in talk?" I asked."Nah. An asshole is being an asshole. Nothing new with that. We are kind of used to his shit. Just because he's one of the most powerful clients we have to tolerate him", Kane sighed. "What does he want now?" Emily asks. "He's going crazy for the New York Fashion Week. It was supposed to be held next week but Christian postponed it to next month. Maybe, because of the surgery. He doesn't seem impressed""Screw him!" Emily shrugged and took all the empty bottles. "I need to do the dishes now""Wait. You—" Kane strived t