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Before I could’ve cough or hiccup or do anything else to disguised what I had just done, his eyes found mine and they just stayed there. My breath hitched, not prepared for the intensity of his stare. I was surprised. His desire was very evident, unshielded, and it confused me why he wasn’t making any attempt to hide it like I was. I didn’t have to worry about that too much because he halted my thoughts as he stepped closer, his hand dropped to my th
PatriciaFlashback continued…“What are you doing?” my voice shook as I spoke. “Ethan… Ethan wouldn’t like this. At all.”He folded his hands, and that single action calmed me down a bit. At least his hands were away from me. “I thought we agreed not to talk about him tonight.”“Yeah, but this situation doesn’t look ideal…”I spoke too soon. He unfolded his arms and his hand was suddenly on my cheek. I chose to think he was wiping the remnant of my tears. After some seconds, his hand was still here, caressing my cheek. Either my temperature was rising rapidly, or the room was really hot.“If it’s that difficult for you, I can help you forget about him. Even if it’s only for tonight.”I did the smartest thing I could think of at that moment. I ducked away from his touch and burst into forced nervous laughter. &ldqu
PatriciaFlashback continued…“Seriously what in the world could’ve possibly brought you here? What are the odds?” I stared at him wide-eyed, still in shock.“Who said it was a coincidence?” he smirked, using the deepest voice he could muster.“Oh my goodness, be serious for once.”He only laughed at me. “Sorry, sorry. My cousin invited me. It was an easy yes when I learned Ethan would be here, meaning you would be here.”“Oh,” I nodded in understanding. His cousin did work with Ethan. I had been so worked up that it hadn’t even crossed my mind. His mention of Ethan made me realise how lucky I was that he had popped up here. I needed someone to talk to. Even if it wasn’t about my husband. “Well I’m glad you’re here. This whole gala is really not my thing.”He nodded, scanning the room. “Where is Ethan?”My gaze dropped to my nails, feeling an 'I told you so' moment imminent. “He’s with his friends,” I
PatriciaFlashback“What are you still pouting about?” Ethan sighed, taking a turn out of our neighbourhood and onto the main road. I heard him loud and clear, but I still kept my gaze out the window, still frowning of course.“Patricia.”There with mentioning my full name again. I nearly rolled my eyes, but I didn’t want to escalate matters. I was attending his work party as his plus one, and I had to make sure I preserved the rest of the energy I had into looking nice for him, even though he clearly didn’t appreciate it. I wasn’t sure if I was blowing things out of proportion, but he clearly wasn’t making things better.“I already said sorry.”That got me to turn to him with my mouth of the floor of the car. “Sorry?”“Yeah.” He glanced at me. “So can we just move on and enjoy the night for once.”Sorry… move on… for once…Those words angered me even more than they were naturally supposed to. Every time I raised an issue with him, about him, I end up being the one who had to change,
PatriciaHe smiled at me, so genuinely that a passerby would believe we were the best of friends. How could he always act so normal after everything? And what did he still want from me after how hostile I had been to him?“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. I thought you weren’t going to come.”“I didn’t,” I told him blankly. “I’m here for another event, not yours.”His smile faltered. “Oh, that’s why I didn’t see you.”“Yeah,” I nodded. “Now I have to go back before I’m missed.”His hand closed around my wrist, forcing me to face him once again. One look at his hand on me disturbed my composure. I yanked my hand away and narrowed my eyes. “Bryce…” I seethed. “I don’t want to talk to you. Okay?”“I understand, but don’t you realise where we are right now?”
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 mess
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
PatriciaMy brows dipped as I stared at the place he tapped. He was suggesting I lie right beside him. Was he really okay with that? Or was it just to pamper me for today?When he realised I was hesitating, he smiled and nodded. “I’m being serious, yes. Come close
Ethan“So how are things?” he asked as we walked past the cafeteria.“Very difficult. I miss my daughter so much, now that I feel like I could lose her. She’s with her grandparents now,” I informed him.“Why though?”&
EthanShe kept bouncing her legs throughout the ride, perhaps unconsciously, but I couldn’t take my mind off it. I couldn’t say anything about it either, because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to talk to her or not. Neither of us had said a word to each other. Her fis
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







