LOGINRefer to Chapter Forty-Seven
PatriciaMy hand gripped the door.As if this wasn’t enough, something Betty said flashed in my memory.“… thank goodness there’s a party to compensate.”A party Bryce was organising to celebrate a merger. I remember being annoyed about the location that day, but I didn’t think much about it because I had already resigned not to attend.But it was today. At the same hotel I was headed to right now.Goodness.If I didn’t hold myself together, I was going to be sick. And I wasn’t referring to a measly cold.Something touched my arm and I flinched.“Tricia?” His voice was laced with both shock and concern. “What’s on your mind?”I fixed a smile immediately and shook my head. “Nothing. Why?”He raised a brow, amused. “I’ve been calling you for a while. We’re here.”“Oh.” I looked outside and found that we were in the parking lot. “That was fast…”He chuckled and opened his door. “Let me get your door.”I forced my breathing back to normal. The day was already going so well. I couldn’t mes
PatriciaMy cold cleared up in time for Stephanie’s wedding. Thank God. I didn’t even want to imagine how uncomfortable and embarrassing it would’ve been to be sniffing and attending to my runny nose throughout the whole service.Contrary to that, I was thankful for this whole ordeal, because in a way it had put our relationship back on track. I could even dare to say we were closer now, and probably that was the source of the excitement sitting at the pit of my stomach- not the fact that Ethan’s cousin was tying the knot today. Interesting.“Your makeup is pretty, mommy.”Nellana’s high pitched compliment drew my attention back to my tablet on the side of my dresser and I smiled. “Thank you so much, baby.”“I’m giving the phone back to grandma now.”“Alright.” But she ended the call before I could get the whole word out. I chuckled and turned back to the mirror.“What are you giggling about?”Ethan came into frame, so much so that I could see his entire outfit from the mirror. He was
EthanAbout an hour later- probably even more than- I dished the soup into a bowl and cut some fruits into another to help her appetite. She still hadn’t come out of the bathroom when I got back to the room, but I didn’t have to wait too long. A second after I put the tray on her nightstand, I heard the bathroom door open.She came out dressed in my bathrobe. I could say she was buried buy it with the way she looked so small, nearly hidden in the oversized wrap. Her hair was wrapped in a matching towel, making the whole situation slightly funny. I nearly burst out laughing, but I managed to stop it at a smile. The bath had made her look a lot better, but she was still unwell. I had to stay nice.“I thought you had left,” she muttered, sauntering over to the bed.“That’s why you’re in my robe?”She hugged the robe tighter around her, stopping in front of me. “I couldn’t find mine.”I smirked and nodded, not believing a word. “Right. This is what kept me away this whole time, by the way.
Ethan I flinched and stepped back. Of all things I had time to think of, I wasn’t expecting this. She was sitting upright in the bed, her legs still under the covers, a few tissues scattered around her. All the colour in her face had gathered up at her nose and her hair was spread messily around her. She had an innocent, childish look on her face as she stared at me. “Hi,” she croaked. I broke out from my shock and recomposed myself. “What happened?” She opened her mouth to reply, but that turned into another sneeze. She groaned and wiped her face with another tissue. I looked around, drawing a conclusion myself. “You forgot to change the sheets before sleeping in.” “I cleaned this place just a month ago,” she explained. “I don’t understand how it’s this bad.” From the sound of her voice, I knew it was worse than she was letting on. She had practically unknowingly inhaled dust the whole night. I couldn’t begin to imagine how she was feeling. “Damnit Tricia,” I sighed, getting cl
PatriciaI buried my hands in my hair and collapsed in a nearby sofa, curling myself in it. I had to calm down.‘Think about better things. Think positive.’ I repeated that to myself severally, and before I knew it, it was already dark. I had stayed in that position for a whole hour without actually feeling that much time passing. My legs had even fallen asleep. I massaged them for a while and then got up to go upstairs.Ethan hadn’t come downstairs since, so he was probably in our bedroom. I didn’t know if it was a good thing for me to be in the same space with him right now, but I headed there regardless.I was expecting him to be asleep. He was in his nightwear alright, but he was just standing in front of the window, gazing at the view outside. There was no way he couldn’t have heard me enter the room, but he didn’t react.The ambience was depressing, and there I confirmed it wouldn’t do both of us any good if I was here. I was holding something back from him, something he deserve
PatriciaOne step forward, two steps back. That was all I could think about in the silence of our drive back home. Ethan hadn’t said anything from the time we met in the office till now. All I managed to get from him were monosyllables and curt nods. His withdrawal hurt more than I thought possible, I knew he could tell how I was feeling. Deep down I had an inkling on what this was all about. I was hoping still, that I was mistaken.“Is everything alright?” I tried.“Mm,” he hummed, eyes focused on the road.Not knowing what to make of this reply, I switched my course. “What do you know about Jessica getting fired?”He scoffed, the most he had expressed himself since. “A lot.”“Did you… speak to my boss?”“I did,” he confessed casually. “I made it clear to him that I couldn’t have you working in a place that threatened your wellbeing.”He did have that kind of influence, so I didn’t doubt a word he said. I was uneasy about his confession, but I was more grateful than sorry for Jessica
EthanI dropped the towel when I realised I was over aggressively drying my hair with it. The things tunning through my mind were so many and had taken all my attention so that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.I thought sleeping would make the tormenting thoug
PatriciaI woke up the same time my six o’clock alarm sounded. I yawned as I moved my hand around the bed searching for it to turn it off. I opened my eyes after seconds of vain searching and found it on my nightstand.I pulled myself up into a sitting position, took my pho
EthanMy eyes grew alert immediately. His words hit me hard like a brick thrown to my forehead. It was painful and scary. This entire time, I had never thought of the event of a divorce. It hadn’t come to mind even once.A life without Patricia. A life where I could see Nelly only on certain days o
EthanTwo hours had already passed, but I was still sitting in the same place, in the driver’s seat of my car, not knowing what to feel. I was trying hard, really hard to convince myself that I could hold it all in, but I could only deceive myself for so long.Even though I said I wouldn’t, I was t







