CHRISTY:I hope Poppy is fine. If there is something that happened to her because of me, I won’t forgive myself. What if she became unwell because I hid my marriage? Sometimes pregnancy will be the reason why small issues become big. Damn it.“Your hand is cold, Aunt Christy,” Kelly declared. She tugged my hand. “This reminds me of the snow Daddy and I played before. Are you cold?”Looking down at her, I answered, “I am fine, Kelly. Thank you for your concern.”“Will you be always visiting us? I never saw you this past few months. What made you busy?”“It’s…it’s because of some stuff.”The child nodded.“When will you visit again?”“If I am not busy.”“Okay.”I knocked on the door when Kelly and I were already standing in front of Poppy’s door. “Are you sure they are not sleeping?” Or having sex? I wanted to add but stopped myself. I missed having a boyfriend of all things. I missed having a cuddle. “They are not sleeping at all, Aunt Christy.”Without wasting any time, I knocked

CHRISTY:“A car?” I whispered. Poppy had not known it, but I already sold my car and was already commuting after selling it. After Poppy and Sebastian wed, there was a part of me that had stopped. Or perhaps I was only jealous of my friend for finding her love after so much pain she encountered. I should be happy, but I could not help but feel self-pity. "Poppy said your car is already old."Yeah, and the reason why I sold it cheap. "A car is already...too much, Sebastian. I cannot accept it.""Don't take this negatively. Everette is already rich, but my wife said she wanted to give back to you."With a car, I can finally go wherever I want without relying on Everette. “You should accept it. Poppy will be sad and all I want is to make my wife happy.”He put the key in my hand. “We can check if you want.”My hands trembled as I kept staring at the key. “Are you two really giving this to me?”“The names on the papers are yours. That’s enough reason for you to believe. I will be lead

CHRISTY:There was a lingering feeling that someone was watching me as I continued dancing to the bet. Men's eyes were on me, but I did not care. Someone tried to dance with me. The guy earlier. That was Rick, right? But I disregarded him and went to dance on my own.They said dancing is one of the best forms of exercise and they were not mistaken at all. Sweat was dripping from my forehead and my blouse was nearly soaked from dancing. It was a good decision to say that I should be bringing extra clothes.Rick was suddenly in front of me with his sickening smile. I tried to tell him a couple of times to back off, saying I had no plans of being in another company, but he would not listen to me and continued to approach me like a dog.If I was not married, we would have long gone to the bathroom and did who knows what.I stopped dancing and glared at him while he continued to dance. He was teasing me and seducing me at the same time. I hated it when I broke someone’s heart that I could

CHRISTY:This had something to do with the alcohol, I muttered to myself. The alcohol was making me ultra-sensitive and I did not like it at all especially if Everette was looking at me with pity in her eyes.Why was I crying? Why would I always cry in front of him? The fuck. Angrily, I wiped the tears from my eyes and turned my back to him.“Christina. I can bring back the Rett you enjoyed talking about before,” he muttered softly. “If that's the only way that will make me see you as your friend.”I inhaled deeply. Take reign of your emotions, Christy. You're not a crybaby so stop acting like one. “Why would you do that?” I snapped, still with my back to him.“You Everette, but you like Rett. I can feel it the way you chatted with me. But when it was Everette who sent you a text message, you won't be replying at all. You can tell me how to fix this.”“You cannot fix anything.”“We should fix this. I don't want a wife who would always hate me. Forever. Do you want me to return to Re

CHRISTY:My heart continued pounding like crazy as we entered my room. It suddenly felt hot and all evidence that I was sleepy was left in my system. Damn it. Why did I say yes again to this setup?You said you pity him. This man had been nice to you and you were the only bitch who treated him unjustly. “Clean room. I hope this will always be set up every single day. Not your clothes on the floor and your underwear unwashed.”My room was not like this before. This was surprisingly clean. “Won’t you thank me for cleaning your room?” Everette asked.Right. It was him. We were the only people in this big mansion. It would be lovely if little kids were running in the hallway while shouting as they played. But with our situation, it won’t be happening any moment from now.“I did not tell you to clean them for me.” I had plans of cleaning it when I came home, anyway. But then I forgot. “I want to do it for you. Do you know my love language? It's an act of service.”That explained why he