GIANNA~•~I’d been at home for the past week. It was weird being back in Los Angeles, but I barely had to think about it when I was busy receiving guests and preparing for a funeral.Isabella and Oliver called me on FaceTime every day. I didn’t know how long I was going to be in Los Angeles, so I had already arranged their flight here. However, they would be coming after the funeral. If they came earlier than that, I wouldn’t have much time for them and neither would my mother who wanted to see them badly.There would be enough time for them to get to know each other after my father was laid to rest, which was this afternoon.There wasn’t much to prepare but my mom had been running around since she woke up. Sheila and I wanted to tell her to calm down, but we knew it was just another way of grieving.While she ran around doing God knows what, I was busy giving myself a pep talk in the mirror. I wasn’t a child. I was an adult. I was a mother. I didn’t need to be scared of running into
GIANNA~•~I took the first flight back to Los Angeles, leaving the kids with their nanny. Sheila came to pick me up at the airport and drove me straight to our parents’ house.It was just a few hours since my mother announced the news to me yet the house was already filled up. There was a sad and gloomy vibe, letting me know that this was real. My father was really gone.“Where’s mom?” I asked Sheila when I kept running into several relatives that I hadn’t seen in years.“She was upstairs when I left for the airport. She took a break from receiving condolences.”I nodded and headed upstairs. The house was still the same as I had left it. Not a single thing had been touched. As I walked up the staircase, I took note of the pictures hanging on the wall. There were very few pictures of me but that was because I never liked pictures as a child. My father, however, was a picture person and almost every frame contained him except the ones of just me, just my sister, or just my mother.I f
GIANNA~•~I let out a sigh as I checked the caller on my phone. I wasn’t surprised to see that it was my mother calling. Since the day I left Los Angeles, she had been calling every day to know when I would be back.I often used work as an excuse but that would only be able to hold her off for a short period of time, which was why I didn’t answer the call this time. Besides, I was in the process of creating a marketing plan and I had a meeting in the next five minutes. Answering her call would delay my meeting because she wouldn’t hang up until she got her message across.When she called for the second time, I put my phone on silent and kept it face down. I resumed working on my plan and when it was a minute to the meeting, I left my office and went into the conference room. By the time I got there, everyone was already present, including Jack.The chair at the head of the table was reserved for me as always. Jack and I had equal shares in the company but he liked to act like I was h
GIANNA~•~My parents didn’t call me much.The incident with Brandon ruined my relationship with everyone, including them. The only person I went out of my way to see and speak with was my sister.My parents didn’t know much about my life after I left LA. All they knew was that I was alive. They didn’t know that I left LA while I was pregnant. They didn’t know exactly where I lived. I didn’t tell them because I didn’t trust them enough to not tell Brandon and his family. They didn’t know I started up a business. They also didn’t know that I was raising two kids all by myself.My mother and I spoke very rarely because she didn’t like the choice I made to leave everything and start afresh, which was why I was quite surprised when she called me the day after I met Bailey.I didn’t know what Bailey’s relationship with Brandon was like. I didn’t know if she was still close with his family, but I could guess that she was the reason my mom was calling.I was tempted to ignore it but she had
BRANDON~•~Ethan and I shared a glance. He made a face and looked away from me but wasn’t kind enough to excuse us. I didn’t mind though. If Bailey wanted to embarrass herself, she most likely wouldn’t mind doing it in front of my friend.From what I knew, Gianna was keeping a low profile. I’d guessed she was trying to avoid the people she used to know. How did Bailey manage to find out that she was back? Truthfully, I didn’t care how she managed to get that information. I could only hope she didn’t cause trouble with it.“Is that why you’re creating a scene here?”Bailey gasped for reasons known best to her. Then she took a step back. “You’re not surprised.” She said more as a statement than a question. “You knew she cheated on you?”I gritted my teeth. While I had speculated that, it didn’t feel right hearing that come out of Bailey’s mouth, especially since she was one of the reasons Gianna and I got divorced. “What do you mean cheated on me?”She arched an eyebrow, a smug smile t
GIANNA~•~“Aunty Sheila, can we go to the store?” Bella asked my sister but I pretended not to hear her.“The store?” My sister echoed, staring at me as if she wanted me to answer for her. When I didn't, she turned back to her niece. “What do you want to go to the store for?”“Toys!” Oliver yelled.Bella scrunched up her nose cutely. “Toys? Are you a child?”“Aren't you?” Oliver fired back at her.She shook her head with an exaggerated sigh as though she was tired of dealing with him already. I held back a laugh. “I want to get art supplies. I'm bored, aunty.”“If you had toys, you wouldn't be bored.” Oliver interrupted again.“I do have them. I just prefer not to use them. There's a difference.”When Oliver couldn't come up with a retort, he simply stuck his tongue out at her.Despite how much she liked to act like she was mature, she stuck her tongue out in response and they made silly faces at each other until they were tired. I thought after that, Isabella would forget about the
BRANDON~•~“Mr. Wen said you canceled on him. Don't you know how important meeting him is?”I ran my hand through my hair. I knew the meeting was important but I was also very self-aware. I knew I wouldn't be able to focus on anything during the meeting and that would offend him even more. “I didn't cancel, father. I rescheduled.”“That's the same thing, you brat.”I didn't know how I was still considered a brat at thirty years old but I didn't dare point it out. My father was angry enough as it was. I didn't want to add to it. “What was so important that couldn't be held off for one hour?”I sucked on my bottom lip. I'd admit that I fucked up by rescheduling but that was the only thing I could think of when Ethan walked into my office. I knew it had something to do with Gianna so I quickly rescheduled the meeting I was supposed to be leaving for. If I hadn't, I would have spent the whole time thinking about something else. Gianna's new life.“I'll try my best to make it up to him,
GIANNA~•~“Do you have anything against LA?” Jack walked into my office without knocking.I hissed, not bothering to look up at him. “I could be naked.”Jack scoffed. “You have a bathroom right there. Why would you be naked in the office?”“I knock before I enter yours.”“You don't have to.”“That doesn't matter. Start knocking or I'll start locking my door.”I didn't look up but I could feel him staring at me. “Fine. I'll try to cultivate the habit of knocking before I enter an office that is supposed to be open in the first place.” He relented sarcastically, then paused. “Wait, you distracted me on purpose right?”I didn't respond because it was true.“This makes me even more curious.” He sat on the seat opposite mine. “Is something chasing you in LA? You were always uncomfortable in public and you hurried to come back to San Diego.”“You're overthinking.” I tried to dismiss his suspicions but Jack was smarter than that.“Don't try to gaslight me. If you don't want to tell me, it's
BRANDON~•~Gianna left before I could try to meet up with her. I knew she wasn't going to meet me willingly but I had planned to “accidentally” run into her. However, it seemed like she didn't come back permanently.I knew I had said I wanted to respect her decision by not finding her, but I couldn't help myself anymore, not when she had been so close to me just a few days ago.With enough money, it was easy to find out that she was living in San Diego and once I had found that about her, I wanted to know more. The man in the picture with her happened to be her partner.A few years ago, they had put their ideas and funds together to start up a marketing company, which rose so fast that it was surprising. She wasn't just my ex-wife who used to stay at home all day unless she had a conference to attend. She was now a boss. She co-owned a company with someone else. She was doing so well on her own and I was very proud of her.I was very happy they weren't in a romantic relationship but