บททั้งหมดของ To Love You Hurts: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

I sigh, shaking my head, knowing that these two will clash like unbreakable links in a chain.“Why don’t you two sit down and watch some TV while Tobias and I step outside for a bit to chat?” I offer them a bright smile, pretending that I’m not secretly freaking out on the inside.“I don’t feel like watching TV.” Ryan says as he glares up at Tobias.Tobias turns his head to the side. He doesn’t utter a word, but I can sense that he is displeased with Ryans’ attitude, and I don’t want him to say something that will only upset Ryan further. To someone who’s looking in from the outside, Ryan would appear to be a spoiled little brat who needs to learn his place. But to me, he is being protective, earning his status as the man of the house.“Alright, how about you take the tin of cookies up to your room with Awez and do some arts and crafts?” I give him a pointed look.Please don’t start, kiddo…“I have some grown-up things that I need to address with Tobias.” I add, gnawing on my inner che

“Run, Ryan, run!” I jump up and down on the sideline, clapping as I cheer Ryan on during his tag rugby game.The kid is incredibly quick on his feet. His speed is truly impressive, and his side steps are equally remarkable. I'm not surprised he still has both of his tags securely attached to his waist while most of his teammates only have one. He also looks truly adorable with his tiny boots and mouth guard securely in place. I thoroughly enjoy watching his matches every Saturday, engaging with the other tag rugby mothers, and bringing oranges for the boys to enjoy during the half-time speech delivered by coach Matty regarding their performance.“Hey, Keri…”I turn to the side and smile at Matty—Ryans’ coach. “Hey, Matty,” I say as I return my attention to the field. “I think it’s safe to say we have this game in the bag.”Matty chuckles, clapping his hands as he yells at one of the kids to move further down the field as he is standing offside. “I think you’re right,” he replies, shov

After dinner, I entrusted the care of the twins to Elz and Kip. I shared with them the events that took place during Ryans' game and Mattys' actions. I suppose it's fair to say that my emotions are completely legitimate because they, too, were furious. Kip was determined to come out here and confront Matty personally, but I pleaded with him not to. I explained that it should be me who has a serious conversation with him.I've been waiting at the end of his driveway for the past two hours, pondering his whereabouts with growing impatience. He should have arrived home by now. The pizza dinners typically don't last this long, and I start to question if he's returned to the club to attend to some matters.I glance at my watch, and it's already past nine. I'll wait for another twenty minutes before giving up and deciding to return in the morning, hoping to catch him before he goes to church. Tobias never replied to my message earlier. I sincerely hope he doesn't believe I fabricated an exc

I slowly feel myself surfacing from the deep slumber that embraced me. Reaching across the bed, I search for the twins, and when I am met with air, I jolt awake in a frenzy as last night’s terror claws at my chest. I open my eyes, and my vision slowly adjusts in the darkness.“Tobias, is that you?” I whisper, squinting towards the far corner of a room that isn’t mine.Sitting in an armchair with the moonlight illuminating the room, Tobias is leaning forward with a bottle of Whiskey dangling between his wide-spread legs. He stares down at the bottle, tilting his head to the side as he swirls the amber-coloured liquid at the bottom.“Go back to sleep, baby.” He mutters in a soft tone, raising his head to meet my gaze. “It’s still early, and you need your rest.”I notice that he’s wearing nothing but a black pair of satin pajama pants. His hair looks damp as if he’s just stepped out of a shower, and the woody scent of his body wash faintly lingers in the air.“Have you been sitting in th

I shut my eyes, attuned to the strong and rhythmic pulse of Tobias’ heart, my body half entwined with his. His fingers glide softly up and down my spine as he lies on his back while his gaze remains fixed on the ceiling. We haven't slept; we've only been exploring each other's bodies on an intimate level, compensating for lost moments and creating memories that will linger for years ahead. I press my face against his chest, a deep sigh escaping my swollen lips as I cling to him with all my strength. I long for a chance where time could freeze, allowing us to savor the precious last moments that Kip has generously given us. The sun has risen, birds are chirping, and early morning traffic for churchgoers echoes through the room. There is so much I wish to say to Tobias, but I don’t want to ruin this moment. Though we showed each other how we felt about one another on a deeper level, using our bodies to express ourselves, I still feel like there is so much unsaid between us.“I want you