LOGIN“I hope you know that there’s immense beauty in the in-betweens.”….~ Alyssa ~I woke up to a banging head and couldn’t help letting out a moan whilst wringing in a familiar embrace. “Austin.” I called out, feeling the most pounding headache ever. How could one’s head hurt so much yet still claim to be intact? Like, really? How?He was on his feet almost immediately and stood in front of me with a pained expression on his face. “How are you feeling?”“Feverish.” I replied, tasting the bitterness in my mouth. How come I feel so sick when I was just okay yesterday?“Your fever broke earlier, so I bet this is the aftermath.” He disappeared and returned minutes later with the doctor, who, well, had a sheepish look on his face. It wasn’t that hard to guess what he was thinking. But I am not pregnant, okay?“The drug she’d been injected with was quite acidic. Hence, this aftermath effect.” The doctor said, turning to Austin and handing him a sheet of paper. “Here, I have written down a fe
“Remember, the little wins give way to the big wins, and they deserve to be celebrated too.”….~ Alyssa ~I woke up to see Keren cuddled against me like the cute little baby girl she was. It was indeed a dream come true. Though she wasn’t my biological daughter… It sometimes feels like she was, due to the bond between us. “Mom.” I smiled, watching her slowly open her eyes.“Yes, honey.”“Will I have sisters and brothers like Elisa?” I paused as the impact of her question hit me. Sisters and brothers? Meaning… Austin’s and my biological kids? The thought of it feels so surreal and foreign. Was this really happening?“Mom!” She patted my face, gently… bringing me out of my thoughts. “You will, honey.”“Greattt.” I was left alone after she ran off after being called by Patrick to join him on a short walk with the dog. It’s funny how she seemed so close to Lydia’s husband, whom I was yet to meet, than I thought she’d be. But then, it’s cool. I had just changed into a spaghetti-st
“Stay hopeful. You haven’t encountered all that is beautiful and worth holding on to yet.”….~ Austin ~Nothing could beat the sight that greeted me as I made my way into Alyssa’s room to find my two favorite persons in a cuddling position on the bed. I stood at the bedside memorizing their features. Though they weren’t biologically related. Their expressions and attitudes were becoming alike by the day. I managed to walk out of the room after placing gentle kisses on both of their foreheads. But not before taking a picture of the serene moment, which I plan to make into a frame and hang up in my room. Well, that’s the start of a new life, isn’t it?I was just about to enter my home office when… “Austin.” I turned back to face him… Lydia’s husband, Patrick Revenee.His locks had grown two times longer than the last time I had seen him, and he looked more like Jason Momoa. Though I wonder if the hair wasn’t too heavy to carry around. “Patrick.” “Can we talk?” I nodded, leadi
“Dawns are the most beautiful time of the day, as they remind us of the beauty in the in-betweens.”….~ Alyssa ~I couldn’t stop the grogginess that befell me as our plane touched down at John F. Kennedy’s airport. Yes, I should feel happy that we were finally back home. But for some reason… I didn’t. The air felt tainted here, just like my dreams. It almost feels like everything I had experienced in Paris was a dream, and I am finally back here… back to reality.“Would I get to see Elisa soon, Mom?” I turned to look at the pouting Keren. She’d been sulking ever since she was separated from Elisa at the airport. “You will, Honey.” She crossed her hands on her chest stubbornly, obviously not believing my words. “Can we go back to Paris already?” I honestly wish we could. But we couldn’t keep running away from our lives here. “Ready?” Austin led us into the awaiting car that his personal assistant had driven. I hadn’t seen him since I had been hired, and it felt weird looking back
“Art is that one language that everyone understands and can relate to, regardless of their race or color.”…..~ Alyssa ~I opened my eyes as a sense of unease passed through me. I felt uncomfortable for reasons I couldn’t define or explain. I tried to sit up, only to feel like my stomach was on fire. This seemed like cramps, but it shouldn’t feel this hard, unless…I looked down at myself, surprised that I wasn’t half naked but was rather dressed in fluffy pink pajamas. I peeled the bedsheet away, expecting to find it completely stained… but it wasn’t. Not only that, but it smelled new and perfumed.Wait….The door opened to reveal Austin pushing a small trolley into the room. “Good morning, Cupcake.” He shut the door behind him before closing the distance between us. “Hi.” I managed to say, in between clenched teeth. I experience period cramps a lot. But they never get this bad… So why? Why does it feel like my entire body is on fire? “How are you feeling?” He sat on the bed a
“And… I hope you know that your presence in this world matters.”….~ Austin ~I couldn’t stop myself from smiling, at her question. Her obvious possessiveness was endearing, and I loved it. “I don’t… I’ve only been with two ladies, and they both had experiences before meeting me.” “Oh…” “So tell me… why have you never had sex?” I asked, slowly trying to get my fingers under her bralette. I knew it was ticklish, but I have decided not to assume anything until she asks me to stop. Though she was on her period, I knew she needed all the care she could get, and I was willing to give her that. “I…” I put my fingers under her and unclipped her bralette from behind, shocking us both. I pulled the fabric away from her and finally got face-to-face with her medium-sized breasts, which fit perfectly into my arms. “I’m listening, Aly…” I say, as my mouth covered her right breast. She screamed as I began to suck on it like a child would. “Austin, please…” She was begging but was not sure wh







