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You hated me, Gideon

"GOOD morning."I stopped pouring coffee into my mug when I heard that familiar voice. I turned my head and saw Gideon at the entrance of the kitchen. He was still wearing the clothes from last night. His white shirt was slightly crinkled from sleeping. His hair was slightly disheveled. There was a five o'clock shadow on his face. "G-Good morning." Damn. It was the first time I heard that from him. Everything he had been doing since he woke up from the accident was making me jump. He was still asleep when I left him in the bedroom. "I smelled coffee…" He smiled as he maneuvered his wheelchair towards me. I cleared my throat. I don't think I could get used to him smiling. "Do you want some?" "Yes, please. The same as yours."I blinked. Even his preference for coffee had changed. I remembered he liked his coffee black. "Are you sure? You wanted your coffee black, Gideon."He glanced at my cup before looking back at me. "I wanted it just like yours.""Fine." I shrugged before ma

He's different now

"YOU looked good, son." Amelia smiled as the woman crouched to pull his son for a hug. Amelia had invited us for dinner at their house tonight. That's why three days after he left the hospital, we're here in the Henry mansion in Huntington. "You too, Mom." I heard Gideon say. Amelia was wearing an elegant white dress that matched her huge white pearl necklace. She had always been dressed to kill. "Thanks, son." Amelia then turned to me.I smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "How are you two?" "We're fine, Amelia," I said. "Aside from Gideon's occasional headaches, everything's normal."The other day, we went to the hospital for his check-up. His doctor assured him that his occasional headaches were normal for someone like him suffering from amnesia. "I told you, Gideon. You should live with us in the meantime," Amelia told his son."It's okay, Mom." Gideon smiled at his mother before his eyes drifted to me. "My wife has been taking care of me.""Oh." Amelia looked at me, g

Try me, Bianca

I STIFFENED. "Why did you ask?" I asked, trying to avoid his gaze. My eyes fell on the maroon tie I was putting on his collar."I remembered what he told me when we had dinner. You two were friends even before we met. So how long have you been friends? Did he introduce us to each other?" "No." I refrained myself from taking a sharp breath. Damn. I wanted to slap the truth in his face right now. "But we've been friends for a couple of months before we met.""When did you meet?" "In the New York Public Library." I noticed my hand was a little trembling as I continued to fix his tie."Why are you asking, Gideon?" Why was he suddenly asking me things?I tilted my head. I was welcomed by his blue eyes. "You're my wife. I wanted to know more about you," he smiled.I raised my brow and didn't comment. "You're done." I dismissed him instead. I straightened my back and stepped away from him. "Just fix your hair and you're ready to go."I went behind him and pushed his wheelchair in front o

For better or for worse

"BIANCA, 'sorry to disturb you…"I closed my sketchpad and turned to Hanna who hadn't realized was already standing in front of me. I gave her a smile. "What is it, Hanna?" The woman was in her late thirties with freckled skin and ginger hair. Her light green uniform matches her green eyes.Hanna had already been with us for a week. So far, she's been a great help to me. "It's Gideon.""What is it?" My forehead creased. "Is he already dressed?" Gideon would be going to the office today. I looked at the watch on my wrist. He would be fetched by his father's secretary by ten. Hanna pursed her lips. "Gideon said he needs your help with his tie." Of course, Hanna knew that Gideon and I were married. But so far, she had been not asking me questions as to why I wasn't hands-on with Gideon. I blinked. "Oh. Okay. I'll be there." I put my sketchpad on the coffee table and excused myself from her. I knocked first before entering the walk-in closet. "Hanna said you wanted my help." I cl

I won't leave you again

"CALM down, Bianca…" I whispered to myself as another thunder reached my ears. It was already midnight. I was curled up here in the nook of the kitchen tiled floor. My head was buried in the hollow between my knees, my hands covering both my ears. I woke up in the middle of the night with a strong thunderstorm hitting Pasadena. "It'll pass. It'll pass…" I continuously muttered to myself, my lips slightly quivering in cold. I could hear the heavy downpour of the rain outside. It was like the sky had gotten furious and decided to punish everything beneath him. "Bianca…?" I didn't know how long I was there in the dark when I heard a familiar voice. "Bianca?" I shut my eyes as the kitchen light blinded me. "What are you doing there, Bianca?" It took me a moment before I looked at him. Gideon… in his wheelchair was in front of me. His hair was a mess, his eyes a little slanted for waking up in an ungodly hour, his thick eyebrows in a deep furrow. "I woke up without you beside me

I'm not jealous!

"THAT'S a triple word point, Hanna. Now I've got seventy-eight points.""Damn. You're so unfairly good at this, Gideon."I closed the book in my hand when I heard the voices from outside. They were from Gideon and Hanna. It was Saturday morning.The weather was fine today. The two of them were playing scrabble in the garden. Gideon invited me first but of course, I refused. Now I'm here, sitting on the wooden hanging chair on the lanai meters away from them. "Well…" I could hear Gideon's deep chuckle. "Do you want another game, Hanna?" I didn't know he likes playing board games. Well, what do I know about him? It had been three weeks since he left the hospital, and until now, he still kept on surprising me with the things that he does. Him being genuinely polite and kind to Hanna surprised me. Well, I knew the old Gideon would never mingle with an employee. He was a snob and ruthless. I remembered how he treated his secretary. "Nah." I heard Hanna laugh. "I don't want to lose a

This won't work on me

"ARE we celebrating something?" Hanna asked when she noticed the food in front of us. She then turned to me.I dragged her to the kitchen to let her taste the food I cooked this afternoon. I shook my head as I looked at the plate of truffle mushroom pasta on the table."Nah. I just wanted to cook." The truth is, I was kind of nervous with my job interview scheduled for the next day. So I distracted myself by cooking one of my favorite pasta dishes. It was a habit of mine--cooking whenever I'm feeling nervous.Two days ago, I walked past a local bookstore on the next street. I saw they were looking for a part-time staff so I tried to apply for the job. This morning, they called me to inform me that I had an interview with the owner tomorrow. "Hmm… or maybe this is for Gideon?" Hanna gave me a teasing smile. I frowned. "This is not for him. It was very obvious that there's no love between us, Hanna. This whole marriage was a mistake."This was the first time I opened up to Hanna abo

I'm married

"YOU worked in the New York Public Library?" From my resume in her hand, the woman looked up at me. Aurora or Rory, the owner of the bookstore, was a fifty-year-old widow. She had short chestnut hair, olive green eyes, and freckles across her face. She still looked beautiful despite the wrinkles. She had a smile as warm as the chocolate cappuccino she ordered me earlier. "Yeah. I'm originally from New York." I smiled and took a sip of my hot chocolate. We were in a local coffee shop across from her bookstore.She said she had built that bookstore five years ago in memory of her husband who was an author of children's books."Oh." Her mouth formed a surprised o. "How did you end up here in Pasadena?" I gave her a small smile. "My husband's from here, Rory. He asked me to move in with him after we got married.""Oh. I didn't realize you're already married," she said delightfully. "Forgive me, when I first saw you, I seriously thought you're still in college."I chuckled. "Must be

Amnesia changed him

"I MISSED you, Bianca!" Helen said as she pulled me in for a hug. I smiled as I inhaled her familiar scent. Damn. It's been two years since we last saw each other. "I couldn't believe you're here." An hour ago, she surprised me by calling and saying she was already boarding at Burbank Airport. "I told you. One of these days, I'm going to visit and here I am now!" She pulled away and grinned at me. "I'm happy you're here, Helen." I gave her a grateful smile as I stared at her. We had lived together in college for four years. She's the closest friend I've got. Seeing her right now, in front of me, was making my heart warm. Finally, after living in a strange place for almost a year, a familiar face showed up to me. "Me, too. Damn. I missed you." She pursed her red-painted lips as she motioned for the small luggage beside her. "I'll only stay here for a night, though. I can't leave Andrea for long." "How's Andrea?" I asked her as we walked to my car. "She's already in rem

You're Mrs. Henry

"THANK you and have a nice day!"I smiled at the two high schoolers as I handed them the bag of comics they'd purchased in the bookstore.It was already my third day at work. Edward's Bookshop was a five-year-old bookstore located at Conrad Blvd. Aside from different types of books, the bookstore also sells comics, magazines, stationers, CDs, souvenirs, and collection items. Today, I was assigned behind the cash register. "Those teens looked smitten by you."Jeff said to me as he went to the counter. He arranged the pile of CDs that got disarrayed by some customers earlier. He was wearing our uniform— a green apron with Edward's bookshop white print on it, over his gray shirt and dark pants. "The kid with glasses was blushing when he left the store," Jeff continued. "I bet it's your smile." He grinned at me. Aside from me, there were also three staff members here who helped Rory manage the shop. I already met the two of them, Jeff and Kelly. Martin worked only on weekends so I

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