EDMONDReturning home to May after really helping Lucille dissect our former relationship and her relationship with Tyrone made me feel better about lying.I told myself that there was really nothing much to it. I lied for a valid reason. I had done it before, and May had understood. I figured I would just give it a few days before I mentioned it. She would forgive me. I would get over whatever guilt continued to disturb me.Upon entering the house, I noticed May sitting on the couch, seemingly engrossed in a movie.Hanging my suit on the rack, I proceeded to settle on the couch. “Hey,” I whispered, leaning in for a kiss. May made no attempt to meet my lips, but she did let me kiss her on the cheek.“Hi,” She whispered back, glancing at me.I watched as her eyes traveled from my face to my tie. Something seemed to shift in her eyes.May’s face turned back to the television, and she asked in a cool tone, “How was work?”By cool, I meant cold. Ice cold. Her question felt sarcastic for s
MAYAfter Edmond left for work, I proceeded to the kitchen to clean up. Edmond was not a messy cook, but there were some dishes left for me to clean up. I appreciated that he kept to his word. I was starting to feel like I wasn’t doing much.Plus, I needed the distraction. Snuggle’s lack of tasks and the new creepy notes I was getting from them were beginning to bug me out. It was worse than a task, and it preyed on my own insecurities. I believed the worst part about it was that I was aware of what they were doing. But even that awareness did little to nothing to stop the damage that the notifications were doing.So if I could focus on dirty plates, I wouldn’t be so stuck in my head. Hopefully, Edmond would make it back early. His presence was refreshing to have around. I would forget it all.I picked up my phone and hit open the Spotify app. Music would soothe my nerves and help me see doing dishes as something fun.A comforting rhythm from my favorite playlist hummed as I got to wo
EDMONDI walked towards my car while quietly murmuring to myself that nothing was wrong with this. It was just one stupid secret, and after all of this was over, I would tell her. Not just now.With the click of the remote, the mechanical gates swung open, revealing the outside world. I took a deep breath in, inhaling the thick scent of my cologne. I would make it quick. May would not even notice I was gone.The engine roared to life as I settled into the driver’s seat. The leather was cold against my pants, a welcome contrast to the warm summer day outside. I adjusted my mirrors and fastened my seatbelt.Pulling out of the driveway, the gates closed behind me with a mechanical whir. The smooth asphalt stretched out before me, and I accelerated.The drive to Mox was familiar. Tall trees lined the road, their leaves rustling in the breeze, and soon enough, they vanished, replaced by towering buildings and people. The drive was peaceful, and it gave me the time that I needed to clear my
April Wolfe got back from the Ivy Estates party, a changed woman. Maybe it was the fact that was becoming painfully obvious that her daughter might actually despise her or the fact that she could not comprehend why that would be the case. She had done everything for May after her husband had abandoned her.April did not let herself fall apart as society would expect. Rising like a burned-down phoenix would be the appropriate term to use. April used her pain as a learning experience. She came out stronger and ensured her daughter wouldn’t feel his absence.April worked hard. Harder than most men she knew to ensure that May was comfortable. She swore not to raise a degenerate. May would be nothing like the man who had a hand in making her.As she poured herself a cup of black hot coffee, April looked back over the years. A smile made its way to her mouth as she brought the steaming hot cup close to her lips and took a sip. She would say she did a pretty good job raising May. The girl ha
EDMONDI carefully plated the eggs and bacon, arranging them neatly on the tray. Breakfast in bed was the plan, a small gesture to brighten May's morning. The aroma of freshly cooked food filled the kitchen, and I couldn't wait to see the joy on her face when I brought it up to her.Just as I was about to pick up the tray, my phone began to ring, its sudden intrusion into the tranquility of the morning making me jump and drop what I was holding. I cursed under my breath and placed the tray back on the counter, hastily drying my hands on a kitchen towel before grabbing the phone.The caller's name flashed across the screen - Lucille. My heartbeat raced for a second. It was too early for this. Regardless, I swiped to answer, breathing in to ensure I sounded casual and not tense."Hey, Lucille," I spoke. "What's up?"The voice on the other end was very different from the Lucille I knew. "Good morning, Edmond. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." Lucille was not the type of wo
MAYEdmond looked at me as if he were contemplating what to say. I knew he would not lie to me. But his pause was unsettling.“Is it that bad?” I broke the silence. “You don’t have to say it if you are not comfortable-”“No!” Edmond cut in. “Snuggle asked me to fix my relationship with Lucille. That is all there is to it.”Now I was the one who was uncomfortable. Snuggle only gave us tasks that were meant to hurt us. It was everything the Trial and Tribulations prestige feature was about. Why would mending his relationship with Lucille be a trial or a tribulation? His pause before made goosebumps crawl over my skin, and I was reminded of their interaction the night before.“May?” Edmond snapped his fingers at my face to bring me back to reality. “Are you alright?” He asked. “You seemed a little lost.”I knew it was smart to shut up. But we promised ourselves honesty. Plus, it was difficult keeping these sorts of things to myself. It was going to eat at me all day, and I could not have