“Yayyy!” Ryle screamed excitedly as he jumped on the blankets laid on the floor.“Ryle, you better not be jumping on those blankets!” Anaya’s voice sounded across the hallway before she walked into the living room with the bowl of popcorn.Henry stood up from the couch and took the bowl from her, arranging it with other snacks on the floor. It was the weekend and Ryle wanted to have a movie night so Anaya prepared everything they needed.Henry didn’t want to join initially because of work but there was little he could do when Anaya ordered him to set the fluffy blankets and cushions on the floor. “Sorry,” Ryle smiled sheepishly and then moved to take the remote from the table. “What movie should I play?” “Recommend something for us, Ryle.” Anaya sat on the blanket and Henry settled down next to her.“Are we really going to sit for hours watching a damn cartoon?” Henry huffed under his breath and Anaya stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “Shh!” She warned him just as the mo
Anaya sat in the restaurant, sipping her juice elegantly as she waited for her guests. A part of her was doubting they would come but she wanted to place her trust on them, however little.A smirk spread on her face when the door to the restaurant opened up and the two ladies walked in. She waved her hand towards Margeret and Hana who both looked unhappy, to say the least.She had gotten their numbers from Henry and asked for them to meet up for lunch. Margeret had declined, claiming she had another appointment but Anaya made her know the purpose for the meeting was to discuss Henry.Hana agreed right away and Anaya knew Hana was happy to find another way to troll her after the stunt she pulled last time she came to her office, pretending to be her ‘bestie’.“Hello, mother and sister-in-law.” Anaya stood up to greet them with a wide smile. “Make it quick. We don’t have all day.” Margeret snapped before plopping down the seat and Hana greeted her with a not so genuine smile.Anaya rel
Anaya woke up, stretching her limbs with a sigh. Her eyes peeled open and for a moment, she was surprised to see a dark ceiling as she was used to the white ones in her apartment.Juggling her memory, she remembered the fun time she had with Henry and Ryle yesterday at the Family Fun Day. And also, the intimate moment she shared with Henry after dropping Ryle off to sleep.They hadn’t slept together…yet. But the kiss was the most intimate thing they’ve done and she couldn’t wait for more. After their thousand kisses and makeout sessions, Henry asked her to stay the night and she went to his bedroom where they spoke and laughed for hours before finally falling asleep in each other’s arms.Anaya straightened up when she noticed Henry wasn’t next to her. She saw him seated at the edge of the bed, shirtless with his hair tousled over his head. “Henry.” She called but he didn’t respond to her. His back was faced towards her and he seemed to be deep in thoughts. She scooted closer to him,
“Are you sure you called her?” Ryle looked up at Henry, asking for the umpteenth time.Henry let out a strained breath before turning to Ryle. “Of course, I did, Ryle. Maybe she’s just a little busy. It’s fine. It has always been the both of us anyway.” Henry smiled, trying to hide his disappointment as well.Today was Family Fun Day and Henry had expected Anaya to show up, especially as he had dropped a text to remind her yesterday. He knew they weren’t on good terms to be texting each other but he believed that for Ryle, Anaya would put everything behind just to make Ryle happy for today.He never knew she would stand them up like this. And now, he had no more excuses to cheer up Ryle.“No, no matter how busy Mommy Anaya is, she always makes time to play with me. Please call her, Daddy. Let me talk to her!” Ryle insisted as they sat by the chairs, the principal welcoming them.“Just leave it, Ryle. Let’s not pressure her.” Henry refused, not wanting to see his son beg Anaya when she
Just as the stage lights in the ceiling fell down, Anaya was pushed out of the way. She stumbled backwards to the floor, wrapped in someone’s arms.Her head went blank for a few seconds before she blinked up, staring at the ceiling in confusion.“Are you okay?” Henry’s voice was filled with concern but Anaya was numb, unable to say a word.She straightened up, the crowd all staring at her with shock and Yara by her side, asking if she was okay. Her eyes flickered up to the gallery where she had seen that figure and it was nowhere to be found.She saw a shadow disappear behind the door that led to the backstage. Instantly, she rose to her feet, running down the stage to follow the person. “Anaya!” She heard Henry calling but she didn’t respond.Her head was thumping with pain and her feet were aching from running in high heels but she didn’t stop. She burst through the door just to see the figure rounding a corner in the long hallway.“Hey!” Anaya yelled, running after the person. She
“I don’t know, girl, but his late wife’s items in the same house?” Daisy shuddered. “Sounds like a creep to me.” “He’s not…a creep.” Anaya answered and Daisy gave her a look as if she couldn’t believe she was defending Henry. “He just loves her very deeply and still respects her. You don’t easily forget the mother of your first child.”“Are you seriously defending him right now, Anaya? He kicked you out of the house!” Daisy whispered and Anaya was thankful no one was looking in their direction.“Correction, I left the house on my own accord.” “But he didn’t stop you!” Daisy retorted.“That’s true but…” Anaya shook her head. “Can we not talk about this now, Daisy?” Anaya sighed, turning towards the guests who were already at the hall.Today was the launch of her newest product and she was only able to do this thanks to the huge amount of investment from Yara and her husband. The event was just starting out and a few guests were already at the venue.“Sure, I was just terribly worried
“Hey.” Henry greeted as he stood in front of her office.Anaya took a side glance at Maia who seemed to be invested in the interaction. “Let’s talk in the office.” she said before walking past him into her office.She dropped her bag on her desk and took a deep breath, bracing herself for the conversation with Henry. She turned to him with a neutral look on her face. She had no idea why he was here and what he wanted to talk about but she knew she had to be calm to listen to him rationally.“How are you doing?” Henry asked, standing awkwardly by the door. She didn’t invite him to sit and he didn’t look like he wanted to stay in the same room with her long enough to sit.“Let’s save the pleasantries and get straight to the point, shall we?” Anaya crossed her arms over her torso. “What are you doing here, Henry?” Henry sighed, as though she had just asked his most dreaded question. “Anaya, I don’t know how that day escalated and I’m sorry for whatever happened. But we have a contract s
Anaya sat by the window in the cafe a few blocks away from her office. It has been a few days since she left Henry’s house and no matter how hard she tried to lie to herself, she felt…lonely.She cried a lot the first day she returned to her apartment. She was thankful her rent wasn’t due and she hadn’t sold all her furniture yet. She had been too lazy to do it since she got married to Henry and it was coming in handy now.The next day, she realized she couldn’t continue to mull over something that didn’t even have a label. Henry was simply being nice to her and she had taken those gestures to mean something else. She was the one at fault here, not him.She tried not to think too much about Henry and instead, her head was filled with thoughts of Ryle and how he must be coping without her. She knew Stella would take good care of him but her heart still ached each time she remembered how devastated he was when she was leaving the house.He always refused to eat each time he was upset. Sh
Henry sat in the living room, drinking his fourth or sixth shot of whiskey. He lost count after the third glass. Ryle had finally calmed down after Stella took over, comforting him before he finally fell asleep.Henry already knew it was impossible for him to even have a wink of sleep tonight. Drinking was supposed to help him forget the disaster of the day but it seemed like the opposite–each time the bitter liquid filled his throat, he remembered Anaya’s words today. Vividly.When she asked him if he was still in love with Lauren, her voice sounded…broken. Defeated with a tinge of hope. He didn’t want to admit it but he knew Anaya had feelings for him. If not, she wouldn’t have been that devastated with the attic. Their marriage was nothing but a contract but it seemed the few weeks they had spent together had transcended beyond that.Now, the entire house felt empty without her.Henry didn’t know what he was going to tell Ryle tomorrow morning if he woke up and Anaya wasn’t back.