Gretchen was up early the next morning and just as she’d predicted the previous night, Jamie was still out there, in the early hours of the morning, his gaze pointedly fixed on the living room’s window. A sad smile slipped onto her face and she shook her head in pity and amusement as she pulled the curtains open and switched on the lights. Without sparing him a second glance, she left for the kitchen to start on breakfast but before that, she baked fresh cookies and made hot chocolate that she took to Jamie, who was still across the street in his car by the time she emerged from the kitchen about an hour later.Jamie, with his sleep-dazed eyes, saw Gretchen approaching with a paper bag and a disposable cup in hand. As soon as he saw her, his gaze perked up and he sat up in the driver’s seat. He reached for his phone to check the time, only to discover that it was 7 am. By the time he raised his head, Gretchen was standing beside the car window.“Good morning, Jamie,” she greeted him w
“I’m so sorry, Cookie. I had no idea he was the man you kept telling me about,” Amelia apologized, a remorseful expression etched on her face but Cookie smiled softly and waved it off.“It’s fine, Amelia. It’s in the past now, and we’re not a thing anymore,” even as she said the words, she couldn’t stop the painful squeeze in her heart. It's been over two months since they broke up but it’s beginning to dawn on her that she would always have a soft spot for the man. Of course, she wasn’t ready to take him back into her life. She wanted to start afresh and maybe even find the true love that she deserved but with the way her heart leaped whenever she set eyes on him, and the way it constricts whenever the sad reality that they could never be together hits her, it was obvious that a part of her heart will always belong to him against her will.“I still feel guilty. I shouldn’t have invited him to the wedding and I shouldn’t have been so oblivious to your emotions,” Amelia’s eyes turned
It’s been four weeks since the accident happened and Cookie was finally fine. Her leg has healed and Gretchen has also returned to New York. She was back to living alone and taking care of herself and even Jamie didn’t stick around anymore after her mom left, or so she thought. Every night, she looked through the living room window to the spot where his car used to be but it was no longer there. The realization that he’d put on an act when her mom was around only hurt her more. She was trying her best to get over him but the more she tried, the more it seemed as if she couldn’t do it.It was the weekend, and it was late in the evening. She’d just finished having dinner, after getting off the phone with her mom and she was ready to retire to bed. As usual, she walked through the house to put off the lights and engage the locks of the front door before returning to her bedroom. As she stepped into the living room, she willed herself to close the window and drop the curtains without glan
Jamie was seated on the sofa, staring at his bloodied knuckles with his palms balled into fists and his face morphed into a scowl as he thought of how he should have ended Dave’s miserable existence if it wasn’t for Cookie’s intervention and he felt no remorse for the way he’d handled the younger man. He was sure if he ever found himself in the same room with him again, he’d make sure to squeeze the life out of him. But thankfully and luckily for him, he was in police custody already and this time, he’d do everything possible to make sure he was locked in prison for the rest of his life.He was still in the same spot on the sofa when the door opened and his eyes darted in its direction to see Cookie coming in with a first aid kit. But that wasn’t what had him jumping to his feet and covering the distance between them in an instant. It was the limp in her steps.Her facial expression gave nothing away but as much as she tried to control her steps and to make her walk look normal, Jamie
It was late in the morning, with the sun shining brightly and illuminating the bedroom with its bright rays by the time Cookie woke up from her peaceful slumber. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep with Jamie’s arms wrapped tightly around her on the sofa but when her eyes opened and she found herself in her bedroom, all alone, her heart dropped. She’d thought he would stay for the night but it was obvious he had more important things to do and had left as soon as she fell asleep.She didn’t know what she was thinking, hoping he’d still be there with his arms wrapped around her in a warm cuddle. The thoughts made her heart skip, leaving an ache in her chest but she ignored it as she got out of bed to start her day. She waddled into the bathroom to clean up before making her way out of the bedroom, heading towards the kitchen to get her dose of morning coffee and to start her day properly, ready to put all the activities of the previous night behind her. But what she wasn’t
Jamie’s car pulled to a stop by the curb and he got out, with Cookie doing the same. They’d just returned from the court where the final hearing regarding Dave’s offense was judged. Due to Jamie’s influence, the court case had been a quick one and the abusive ex was judged fairly, landing a sentence of nineteen years imprisonment and a fine of ten thousand dollars on the charges of attempted rape and abuse. The case had been ongoing for four weeks and they’d been the most emotionally draining four weeks of Cookie’s life but thankfully, it was all over.As they headed towards her apartment, Jamie held her hand in a soft yet firm grip. Warmth spread through him because the moment he’d been waiting for was finally here. All of the obstacles and distractions in his way were gone. Now he’d be able to take care of her and treat her like the queen that she was. Hand in hand, they took the elevator that led to her floor and when it stopped, they got out and headed for her door. Cookie fished
Jamie stood in the balcony adjoining his home office, staring at the city below, with the busy streets taunting him. In one swift move, he downed the remnant of the glass of whiskey he was holding, seeking solace in the burn of the alcohol down his throat, to his guts. As he stared at the busy streets, his thoughts traveled to that afternoon and the look that was in Cookie’s eyes when she told him it was all over. The more he recalled it, the more the searing pain in his heart intensified. It felt as though his heart was burning without seizing, as though the organ was being bathed with acid continuously.Needing another glass of the liquor, he pulled away from the railings of the balcony that he’d been resting on and walked into the office, towards the large oak table where the bottle of alcohol was sitting next to his opened laptop. He knew what would happen as soon as he got on his seat but he had no power to stop himself. It was the same thing he’d been doing ever since he returne
Grace was seated in the living room, as she watched the news with a smile on her face. She listened to the reporter go on and on, castigating Jamie and tearing his reputation apart with the lies she’d fed to her source to sell to the press. It had been quite easy to get them to release the news on him without worrying about him pressing charges because over the years, Jamie had led a private life and had also hidden the truth that he was attached to the Henderson’s family. To put it lightly, he’d been living behind the shadows hence the press found him quite mysterious and were all too happy to take any piece of information Grace had on him and spread it to the general public as juicy gossip.As she listened to the reporter tell how Jamie had connived with the family’s attorney to take away her beloved son’s inheritance and fortune from him, a sense of satisfaction filled her. She was just getting started with him. If he wouldn’t take his eyes off Edward’s business empire and fortune