Arya had hidden herself in a hotel not far from where she was, she just wanted a moment of peace, and she was going to take advantage of it since it was the weekend.
She had packed her work suitcase with a few clothes and her important documents. Although he left a note for Ayden, he suspected that she would not take it well. However, she was so overwhelmed by his games of “You're mine", "Don't trust Mark", "You can't go out", etc.... that she only needed to tell him she couldn't breathe.
She was grateful that he was driving her to and from work, but it got to a point where it was suffocating for her. Although if she didn't see him, she missed him. She felt confused, and so she had to keep her distance.
"I'm becoming dependent on him and when I have to leave, who will help me take care of my broken heart?" thought Arya as she lay back on the mattress.
"Easy beautiful baby, you will have a father who will love you and protect you very much "she says
He finishes dressing immediately, calls John from home and tells him to go get a new cell phone. At the store, they asked him to come back in an hour and that everything will be installed and updated.Simultaneously, he walks around to see if he can find Arya by chance, but he does not. Then he remembers that sometimes she used to go for a walk in Central Park, so he goes in the hope of finding her.The day is perfect, it is not so cold that people try to stay indoors. Christmas is approaching, and he realizes he hasn't even bought a gift for Arya or his future child.As he goes along and perhaps because he is looking for someone pregnant, he notices how many women are lying pregnant. The vast majority with their partners, friends or family."Maybe this is what she was seeing, they are all accompanied while she walks alone" she muses, realizing that she has not been perfect company for Arya the last few months."In less than three months she'll be
Days had passed, Arya was nearing her seventh month of pregnancy and her protruding belly continued to grow. Ayden had promised that she would not hear from Cathy again, and so it was.It had been three days since then, and the promise that he would give her peace was kept. Arya had not seen him since that day. She knew that night came, but nothing else, when she woke up, he was gone and John was responsible for driving her to work and bringing her back."Have you heard from Ayden?" she asks with a hint of concern to John."She's at work, miss," he replies without delving any deeper, but seeing the young woman's sorrowful face, he decides to add. "If you need him, just give him a call."Arya smiled sheepishly. "Need him?" she thought about it. Not really that she needed him, she just wanted to hear from him."Don't worry, John, I just wanted to know if he was okay," she replies as the driver drives. "That's all.""That's all right, Miss. How are you? How have you been feeling?" he ask
She caresses her belly as she reads Ayden's proposals. In the end, she chooses a couple of geeky guys who look like they know what they're doing."Miss, your dinner is ready," Bea informs as she asks permission to enter."I'll have dinner here; can you bring me my robe?" asks Arya. "Please.""Of course, I'll be back right away."Bea returns with the dinner plate, a bottle of water and the young woman's robe."Leave the robe on the rack, please," she asks Bea after Bea passes her dinner on the rolling bedside table.Arya dines in silence; the place is permeated with a chamomile-like smell that gradually relaxes her. The music has its effect on her, and she falls asleep on the sofa that vibrates beneath her gently.She feels herself being lifted and a pair of bare arms carry her weight. By inertia, she hangs her arms around that half-naked body. She doesn't have to open her eyes to know who it is. Ayden feels the heat of her naked skin brushing against his. This holding her is becoming
"Glad to see you awake," Arya greets as she sees him coming down the stairs all sleepy."No shit, Arya," he replies curtly. "I'm not desiring your claims."The young woman who had been worried about him suddenly changes her good mood, so she decides to ignore him as she finishes her breakfast."Gerard is expecting us at seven o'clock at his house," she informs, setting her dirty plate in the dishwasher. "John will pick us up at six thirty.""How come he warned you and not me?" he asks with annoyance and confusion. As he pours himself a cereal."You shouldn't be drinking whole milk, you're intolerant," she clarifies taking the canister from him in front of him that she poured herself from earlier and, instead, poured his almond milk that he usually consumes. Ayden, who couldn't argue with the headache, just looked at him. "He said he'd been dialing you, and you sent to the mailbox. You'd better give him a good pretext, including a business trip I made up for him. See you tonight.""Bye
"And if not, what?" threatens Mark, standing up. "You'll try to hit me like last time or just ask him to ignore me like he's been doing these past few weeks.""That hurts you, doesn't it? Not having all the attention," Ayden counters Ayden.They both begin to walk around Gerard, who lies rubbing his forehead in despair.Arya sees the tone of the complaints escalating and tries to stop them. She walks up to them and asks them to calm down, but they ignore her."What would you know about women if this is the first we've met you!" declares Mark loudly. "For all we know, you might even be paying her to be with you," he says dismissively.Ayden, infuriated by the intent of the comment, shoves him. Mark, trying not to be left behind, pushes him back."Repent your words!" yells Ayden, grabbing him by the collar."Repent that you are capable of prostituting a young girl with good talent? Ha." he mocks, pushing him away."Stop it, now!" he demands between shouts. But they don't listen."You're
Ayden had left again. After that rapprochement, anyone would think that things between them were going to get better, but they were not.He was struggling with his inner demons that were tormenting him."Touching her was a mistake I don't plan to go through again," he tells his lawyer Daniel. "I need you, from now on, to take matters into your hands, as far as dating and all that. I would rather not have to go near her again.""Don't you think you're overreacting?" the lawyer asks."You're not only my lawyer, I consider you a friend, but for you to ask me that makes it pretty clear that you don't care much about how I feel," she scathingly chides him.Daniel takes another sip of whiskey from his glass, sometimes he doesn't know how to deal with his "friend "client"."You know that's not what I mean, I guess you must feel awful. You tell me I'm your friend, but even I don't know why you can't get close to women," he says, remembering something from a ser
"Let go of me, what's wrong with you?" says Arya, struggling with Eleanor."Because of you, I lost the house.""What the hell are you talking about?" asks Arya, obfuscating, pulling away."You owe me Arya, if I hadn't watched out for you, you wouldn't have even survived the race!" claims Eleanor, remembering all the times she treated her then friend to food.Arya makes an indignant face as she doubts that's possible."When you do things from the heart, you don't throw things back in her face!" she remarks those words angrily. "Besides, I thanked you, what do you expect that I pay you?""Yes, pay me for everything I did for you!" she exclaims, bursting into tears. "I was left penniless, homeless, and I have to support Alex. You live well now, and you forgot about me, that we were friends.""Stop being such a hypocrite, Eleanor!" the doctor asks. "Don't you think I didn't hear that it was you who told Jeff about my condition?"Eleanor stops cryi
It was a sunny Friday, the weather was perfect for walking to the clinic, which was not too far from there. Just five blocks."You're crazy," Ayden deferred, grabbing his briefcase. "You're not walking.""Please, if I get tired I call a cab," the young pregnant woman insists. "I haven't been able to walk to Central Park, it gets dark too early."Ayden rubs his forehead heavily."I'll walk you, as soon as you get there, okay? I'll give you your space, or I'll just sit on a bench while you walk back and forth" he suggests, intending to get her to agree."Okay..." she says, taking her bag as well.They both go down in the elevator, but say no more to each other. Ayden has kept his promise to keep his distance.When they arrive, there are more people than usual, all dressed in suits."Good morning, Miss Harley," greets John."Good morning, John, who are they?" she asks him rather than Ayden."They are your bodyguards "warns Ayden behind