By the time that Megan reached home, lunch was being served in the dining room. She had no appetite not the mood to face any kind of humiliation or insults from the family it was better to just hide in her bedroom.
Mother Elizabeth was seated at the head of the table as she had taken over as the head of the family now that the patriarch had fallen. Rich was seated at her right with Liana by his side. Cindy, Rich's younger sister was seated on her mother's left hand with her uncle and cousin who had come to live with them after the passing of Father Wayne. The only seat left was next to Liana and there was no way that Megan was going to degrade herself to seat there.“Mother may I be excused? I am not feeling well so I will not be having lunch.” She did with her head bowed.“Will you stop being such a drama queen? Father is no longer here to see your acting” her sister-in-law admonished her. She had never liked Megan and did not understand why her father had to face her brother I to marrying her.“Cindy, that is no way to talk to your elder,” Liana said, getting up from her chair and taking Megan by the hand. “Please dont mind her, she is still in mourning and is not thinking straight.” She played the devil’s advocate.“Just let her be if her high and mighty does not feel the need to join the family for lunch” this coming from Beth. She was so sick and tired of her daughter-in-law and could not wait for her son and divorce her and marry the beautiful Liana.Rich was the least bothered by her presence and was busy deboning a price of fish and placing it on Liana's plate. Megan bowed slightly and excused herself rushing to her room.Luckily she had told her son to wait for her in their bedroom to avoid seeing her humiliated by the family. She found Benny fast asleep and o placed the plate of food that she had brought from him on the table. He has had a restless night and the funeral service had taken a toll on him.Grandpa was one of his favorite people and even thought he was young, be I’m knew that the great of his family did not like him or his mother.Megan removed her shoes and lay next to her son, holding him close as she soon drifted off to sleep thinking about her father-in-law. How she wished that she could pack up and go back to her home with her son but thinking about the repercussions of violating the contract, she would not be able to bear it. Leaving in her husband's house as an outcast was the lowest and meanest form of degradation.Back in the dining room."Sister now that brother-in-law has passed and you are the head of the family why don't you ask Richard to give Aaron a position at the company? They are cousins after all and I am sure that they can help each other to run the company." Buckley said like he was offering a great sacrifice to his older sister.Rich raised his head to look at his uncle. His cousin was one of the most irresponsible people in the world who liked to ride on other peoples back and hated any kind of work. Bringing him into the company was something that his father had always been much against and he knew that doing so now would inky bring disaster or maybe even the downfall of the company."Uncle, we have just buried Dad so let us not talk about work or the company right now. You will must end up burdening mother and she needs to rest" he said before his mother could reply.Roger looked at his cousin and knew exactly what he was trying to do. He did not want Aunt Beth to to give a positive opinion regarding this matter."Dad let us not talk about business right now. I am sure that my cousin is very capaof giving me an appropriate position in the company once fthings settle down." He said wanting to put Rich in a tight spot.Rich was never to back down and his strong headedness had seen him through some really tough predicaments so he looked at his cousin straight in the eye "We will see about that" he said then turned to his girlfriend.Beth had promised her husband that she was not going to interfere with the running of the business so she just held her peace and Buckley seeing that his sister was not going to intervene, left the issue for another day.He had moved in with his sister after his divorce ten years back so Roger was practically a son of the family.as he had been raised by Beth and Henry. He had tried in vain to get his son a position at the company but since he was also just an employee with no say at all, he had to find a way to coax his sister to agree to his demands.After lunch, Rich and Liana left the house to stroll in the gardens. They walked hand in hand like a newlywed couple that were in their honeymoon phase. Liana would gaze into Rich's eyes with a dreamy look that held promises of a lifetime of pleasure as Rich held her deliberately in his arms, stealing kisses and wishing for nothing more than to lock her up in his room take her."I am so glad that we can finally be together again without having to hide our love" he said as he carressed her nape."Don't say that honey. I know that father did not like me but we still have to respect him even though he is gone" she said, pressing herself on her man to let him know how she was feeling."You are the perfect daughter in law for this family. I never understood why he never liked you." Rich knew that Liana was the only woman for him and as soon as he divorced his wife, he was going to marry her.Megan who had just woken up from slumber was standing by the window that was facing the garden when she saw her husband holding his lover in his arms."He is probably wishing that I was also dead so that he can live a happy life with her" she thought feeling rejected. She should not have been feeling heart broken seeing them together but as a woman, it still hurt to see another woman receiving affection from her husband when he was always cruel to her.The apartment, once a cold and sterile testament to Dante's ambition, now hummed with the quiet, chaotic symphony of new parenthood. Six months had passed since their return, and the rhythm they had so painstakingly rebuilt was both familiar and fragile. For Megan, the days were a beautiful, exhausting blur of feedings, diaper changes, and the relentless, joyous demands of a rapidly growing toddler. Benny, whom they still fondly called Benny, was the center of their universe, a tiny, perfect vortex of love and energy. He was a curious, happy baby, his little legs a constant, wobbly motion as he explored the world with wide, watchful eyes.But with this new, quiet life came a new set of emotional challenges for Megan. The peace she had found was real, but so was the silence. Her days, once a frantic blur of professional ambition and career goals, now stretched out in a long, predictable rhythm of motherhood. She loved her son with a fierceness that was both terrifying and beautiful,
The initial thrill of a new beginning had given way to the grueling reality of running a business. The past few months had been a relentless grind of long nights, early mornings, and the constant, nagging anxiety of financial instability. Dante, a man who had once believed he was destined for greatness, was now a man who was struggling to make ends meet. The clients, once a steady, reliable stream, were now a slow, agonizing trickle. He had spent his entire career as an engineer, a man who built things with his hands and his mind. He was an expert at his craft, but he was a complete novice at running a business. The challenge of being a new manager was a brutal, humbling experience. He had to learn how to delegate, to trust his team, to manage different personalities, and to assess project risks . He found himself wanting to do everything himself, a direct result of his old, controlling tendencies. He knew he could do it better, faster, and more efficiently. But he also knew that
The apartment, once a silent testament to a fractured marriage, now hummed with the gentle rhythm of a family in a quiet, fragile state of rebuilding. The six months since Megan and Benny’s return had been a relentless exercise in trust and patience. They had worked hard to mend the cracks in their foundation, but the journey was far from over. One evening, after Benny had finally succumbed to sleep after a particularly long and fussy day, Megan and Dante sat on the couch, the silence between them a comfortable, familiar space.Dante reached for her hand, his thumb tracing a small circle on the back of her palm. "I've been thinking," he began, his voice low, a new, tentative note of humility in his tone."I've been given this incredible second chance at work. Mr. Thompson, my boss, has been a real mentor to me. But the probation… It’s a constant reminder of how I failed. And while I'm grateful for the opportunity, a part of me feels like I'm still just… a cog in the machine."Megan lo
The morning of Benjamin’s first birthday was a study in controlled chaos, a perfect reflection of the new, beautiful reality of Megan and Dante’s life. The apartment, once a silent testament to a fractured marriage, now hummed with a frantic, joyful energy. Balloons in bold shades of red and blue bobbed against the ceiling, a giant, shiny foil number one stood sentinel in the corner, and a banner declaring "Happy Birthday, Hero!" was strung across the wall. The theme, a nod to Benny's love for Spiderman he saw on cartoons, was a decision Megan and Dante had made together, a testament to their collaboration.It wasn't a theme a one-year-old would understand, but it was a celebration for the parents who had survived the first, most challenging year of their lives.Megan, a woman who had found a new, quiet purpose in motherhood, moved with a serene grace through the organized mayhem. She was a different person now, her self-worth no longer tied to a job or a
The next few months were a quiet, peaceful blur of a family building a new life. Benny was growing at a furious pace, his tiny, perfect body filling out, his legs strong, his laugh a joyous, contagious sound that filled their home. He was a curious, happy baby, a tiny, perfect testament to the love that had brought him into the world. He was a creature of pure, unbridled joy, and his very existence was a constant, humbling reminder of the grace Dante had been given. The apartment, once a cold and empty space, was now alive with the gentle chaos of new parenthood. Toys were scattered on the floor, baby clothes were perpetually in the laundry, and the sweet scent of baby lotion hung in the air. This was their new normal, a beautiful, messy reality built on a foundation of honesty and hard-won trust.Dante's progress at work had finally paid off. His probation period was over, and he had been given a new, a more challenging project. It was a project that wo
Dante's heart pounded in his chest as he stood before Megan, the air thick with unspoken history. This conversation was his final exam. He had rehearsed the words, but facing her weary, beautiful eyes, he knew he had to show her, not just tell her."Megan," he began, his voice raw with sincerity. "I'm not here to make excuses or promise perfection. What I can promise is this: I'm not the man who you left. I'm getting help, doing the work.""My therapist, Dr. Elias, has shown me my anger and pride are a poison. I've been working every day to get it out of my system."He watched her, searching for a flicker of hope. "I miss our life, the rhythm we were building. I want you and Benny to come home. I want to be a family, a real one built on honesty and respect, not on my control.""I'm not asking you to forget. I'm asking for a chance to prove, every day, that I'm worthy of your trust. I know it's a long road, but I want to walk it with you."