EDMOND"Snuggle has no idea where Miss Wolfe is. She has her freedom. She can do with it what she pleases. Will that be all?" Cupid's calm, almost mechanical voice resonated through the phone.I felt a surge of anger and frustration boiling within me. It was directed at myself, at the inscrutable app, at the world. I felt cheated, betrayed even. "No," I snapped, unable to contain my frustration. "I don't understand this. Our thirty days aren't up. Is this some kind of sick joke?"Cupid's response was as cold as ever. "No. I wish I could tell you it's a joke, but it's not. Miss Wolfe was given a trial with options. Either to stay by your side or to leave. I'm sure you realize now the choice she made."My strength seemed to drain from my body, and I dropped the phone onto the cold kitchen counter. My breaths came in ragged gasps, drowning out Cupid's distant voice. All I could hear was my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, and all I could feel was an icy chill that threatened to consume
EDMONDI eased my car into the agency's parking lot, and a sense of delirium hung in the air. I was going to be quick with everything, call in to make a reservation with Mox before going to pick up May.The message I had received from Lucille at the break of dawn made me realize that I could not keep on lying. Not if I did not want the truth to come out through some foul means by Snuggle or even my troubled mind. The plan was dinner. I would ensure May had a wonderful night, and then I would finally be honest. It would cushion whatever rage she was going to pour at me.Stepping into the building, I was met with the bright smile of my ever-enthusiastic PA, Sarah."Good morning, Mr. Walters," she greeted me, her eyes sparkling from sheer excitement. She had every right to be on cloud nine too. The party she had suggested and planned out turned out to be a success. "The Ivy Estate was a massive hit. We've notched up the highest sales figures yet. The figures are in your office."A surge
MAYWith everything that was in me, I would have wanted nothing more than to hit that button. I was angry, and rightfully so. But no sooner had I looked at the options Snuggle had given me did I come to gain true clarity.How could I be angry? Edmond did not have this choice. It was why he was keeping secrets from me and the app and unsuccessfully at that.How could I be angry when this union was not meant to be in the first place? All we both wanted then was our lives which Snuggle had stolen. Whatever came after that was orchestrated by the app. It pained me to admit that I had fallen in love with Edmond knowing it was all just some big corporation’s game. But it had been true. I tumbled. I probably was still stumbling too.I contemplated waking Edmond to ask if what he had told me then was true. He had told me he was tumbling too. He told me he cared about me. He had even told me he loved me back when I said it to him. But looking back, that had been the euphoria from sex.Had any
MAYHe was lying, and I did not have the guts to confront him. I knew… I knew it would be smart to communicate. But if I was right, it would hurt. It would hurt too much. Plus, It was common sense. Edmond would not lie to me if there was no big secret.Whatever I had suspected that night at the opening had been dead on. There was something going on between Edmond and Lucille. Why else would he lie?When the movie ended, I felt the knot in my stomach tighten. I had not even been watching the movie, but it had been a good distraction. Now that it had ended, Edmond and I would have to spend time together. Eventually, I would blurt out something about the photo.“What do you want to eat tonight?” Edmond broke the silence.I looked at him and swallowed. Maybe it was better if I said it. We prided our relationship on honesty. At least, I did. Edmond had been doing so well in the honesty aspect too. But was I really surprised that he was lying? He had done it before to save his skin. I was c
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