“Would you be eating dinner downstairs or should I bring it up here?” a staff asked me the moment I came out of the shower. I sighed and turned to the bed, all I could think about was laying on it and closing my eyes. My stomach grumbled, reading my thoughts and announcing how empty it was, that I had to have a change of plan.“Just bring it up here,” I yawned and tried to towel my hair. But my hands were tired and so was entire body. I groaned and walked over to the mirror stand and sat down. For a moment, I was beginning to regret why I washed the hair when I was so tired.I did my best to towel it till I could no longer feel the water on it, but at a point, I gave up, yawned again and made space on the table where I rested my head and shut my eyes.I can’t tell how long I was there for, but a gentle whisper in my ears woke me up. Warm hands caressed my arm and I lifted my head from where I had been resting them. The familiar cologne and scent filled my senses and told me instantly

“No, even if I tell you the truth, you would still call the supposed spies that are supposed to guard me and seek for a confirmation to my answer,” I argued. He glared at me and walked over to the door when someone knocked on it. He opened the door and took the tray of food that was brought for me, then he shut the door. He walked over to the table and placed the tray on the table, then he sat down. He tapped on the space beside him and gestured for me to go and sit down beside him. I sighed and got up since I was that hungry. The smell of chicken and panini wafted in the air and I couldn’t help it. My stomach grumbled and sang loudly in my ears as I walked over to him. I sat down at his side just as he wanted and poured myself a glass of juice. I drank all of it, suddenly realizing that I was thirsty.Jordan poured a glass of water for me, before I could and handed it to me.“You look patch and pale.” He noted and I shrugged.“I couldn’t sleep all night and I haven’t eaten all mornin

Once again, I could not sleep, no matter how much I tried. My thoughts were running wide and fear was killing me. I was worried about my husband, my marriage and what would happen the moment a beautiful news comes into our life. It didn’t even have to be good news, it didn’t have to be that I was truly pregnant, though I would love that so much, my husband might not and I sure heard him. He was willing to let me adopt just to have his way, just to maintain his stand of not having kids. Would I be able to tell him that I was pregnant if it eventually turned out that I was pregnant. I shivered and yet again, I could feel dread settle at the pit of my stomach at the thought of what he would do.But again, would not being pregnant help my situation? Of course, it wouldn’t because I still wanted a kid. He had made it clear what he wanted and I was not ready to accept that without attempting to convince him, so it would not be okay, but would I be able to convince him to consider having a c

Jordan didn’t speak to me all the way back home and no matter how I tried, I also could not find the perfect words that could tell how sorry I was. The tension in the car was suffocating and the fact that he was constantly getting angry at me was beginning to get to me too. However, after many failed attempts to speak, I decided to keep shut. He had to calm down for a bit first before I could speak to him, so that was what I had to do. Wait in apprehension.The car came to a halt at the house and I thought, okay, it was time.“Jordan,” I turned so I could look at him. But he ignored me completely and stepped down from the car. My heart fell and something hard pierced it. He had never ignored me like that before and having to experience it hurt way more than I imagined.I slowly got down from the car and walked into the house. Most of the lights were off and it was very quiet. The staffs were probably asleep already and that had to explain how late I was. Jordan didn’t turn around or s

JORDANI stared at my wife for a while and I must say, I was blessed. She looked so much like an angel when she was sleeping and I could spend all of my days watching her sleep like that. My eyes travelled her body and that uneasiness returned. It had been a while since I started feeling this way. And it was not the first time I noticed that my wife was different. The first time we made love after my return from the hospital, I had thought she felt different too. Not hyper horny as she was today, but she was different. But I said nothing, believing that it was because it had been so long since we had each other like that, but today, it was more visible. I could feel every inch of her and it all felt different, and it was making me even more uneasy.She groaned in her sleep and the duvet slide down her body, but I covered her up immediately before she would catch a cold then I kissed her shoulders and watched her shudder in want. That was exactly what I was talking about and in as much