LOGINSARA’S POVRina’s question wasn’t probing, neither was it accusatory. It sounded more like a question that had been voiced after deep observation but the moment she said it. My body went rigid.I wasn’t expecting her to ask so soon and had thought her silence meant that she had decided to shelve it aside until the kids were out of sight. That was what I thought to do before, so having her ask now put me on the spot. I glanced at Danielle quickly first, noting that she had stopped chattering with Clara and was now staring at me, as though she wanted to know the answer too.When my gaze shifted to Clara, I found the same look on her face. The innocent, eagerness of childhood that stimulated them to learn more about new and foreign places.They, no doubt, were preparing to hear exciting stories about how my trip went but how could I tell them that the only adrenaline inducing thing that had happened to me was being nearly taken advantage of.There was no way in the world I would say tha
SARA’S POVThe arrival hall smelled like recycled air and wafted strongly with the smell of coffee.None of the smells I could make out were unpleasant, they were all just too familiar, stimulating my nerves and reminding me that I was back home.I walked out of the arrival hall, pulling my suitcase behind me while walking at a languid pace. Being back home, meant that I wasn’t in a rush but I also wasn’t walking fast simply because my shoulders were stiff and my legs seemed too heavy to lift.The flight had taken its toll on me and now the voices ringing out around me, the overlapping announcements, the cries of babies and the scrapes of shoes and suitcases against the ground all felt too much.It felt as though all the strength had been sapped out of me on the way here but despite all of that, the heaviness in my chest had lessened.It was as if stepping into this city was all I needed all along to lighten the weight in my chest and now, even though I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t exactly
THIRD PERSON'S POVFreeman stood in the doorway, shifting his weight from one foot to another like he always did whenever he was before Derek.He was hesitant about stepping in and watched the latter from a distance, trying to gauge his reaction.Derek however, had sensed his presence the moment Freeman stepped in and was waiting for him to announce his presence or indicate why he was there but Freeman didn't even after a while, so Derek was forced to lift his head from the files he was working on and when he did so, he sent a questioning glance towards Freeman."Do you need something?""Ah...Yes...No..." Freeman fumbled for words, clearing his throat awkwardly.He stepped in slowly, pausing only when he was standing before Derek."Sir," He said finally, as though he was forcing the words last his throat and it was taking him a whole lot of effort to."What is it?" Derek asked with his gaze still affixed on him. He let his pen drop then leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms, wa
SARA'S POVThe entire way to the airport, I was quiet.I didn't ask Alaric anything even though I still had a whole lot bottled inside of me. A huge part of me was heavily unsettled about just leaving things like this.It felt like I was running away and displaying unprofessionalism but a quick glance at Alaric quickly deterred me from revealing my thoughts.His mind seemed to be made up, and something told me nothing I said would change his decision.He didn't speak to me either, but occasionally, I caught him glancing over at me.A long while later, he glanced in my direction again. "Sara, are you okay?"I returned his gaze, disoriented for a second bit then I managed a small smile at him. "Yes, I'm fine, why?""You have been really quiet for a while now," He pointed out.I looked away, suddenly feeling discomforted by his stare. Not because I didn't like the look in his eyes, but because I felt bare before him, as though I was an open book he could read."I'm fine," I muttered, swa
SARA’S POVMorning arrived quietly.I’d turned off all my alarms the night before, knowing there was no work to resume to, not when the contract hung in the balance or most likely had been called off already. The sun shone brightly into my room, filtering through the curtains and settling across the room like it had been there all night, waiting for me to stir awake and see it.Just like I had done the night before, I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, simply contemplating life on all of its entirety.My thoughts trailed and dated back to the early days of my marriage, when slow mornings like this just seemed inconceivable for me. Now I had it, but I didn’t have the joy I thought would accompany it.From that, my mind drifted to my meeting with Alaric then to my call with Daneille and then the silence from Derek’s end.I wondered if he thought the same as Alaric. Actually, there was no point thinking that when he had agreed already. The collaboration had unraveled in le
SARA'S POV My phone buzzed the instant I stepped into my hotel room.All the way back, I hadn't really reflected on my conversation with Alaric and the implication of it and how much of my mental state it would affect. I'd pushed the thought aside, waiting for the serenity my room would offer to ponder and mull it over but Danielle's call interrupted that.I picked up the instant I saw that it was her. Rina's name was the one flashing across my screen but I knew that the only reason Rina could be calling me now, was Danielle. "Hi baby," I muttered into the phone, trying to keep exhaustion from seeping into my tone."Mommy!" Danielle's voice burst through the speaker, bright and unfiltered and with a lightness that was foreign to me at the moment.My chest was heavy and even the sound of my daughters voice did nothing to lighten the weight I carried.The weight of guilt, self blame and chastizement. Maybe if I had been just a little bit smarter and if I wasn't so trusting or if I had







