I took a few steps back, looking at Brandon, who was standing right beside me. Brandon’s face, as usual, was unreadable, showing no emotions. I couldn't help but wonder what thoughts were running through his mind. His stoic expression always left me curious about what he was truly feeling. And to my shock, he did something that froze all my senses. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “I’ll never do anything without your consent ever in my life,” he mumbled, with his voice so low that only I could hear as Brandon placed his hands on both sides of my head, planting his lips on my head in between my brows, kissing it gently. Both our eyes connected, staring at each other as his hands caressed my hair gently. At that moment, I felt a rush of emotions overwhelming me. It was as if time stood still, and all I could focus on was the intensity of his gaze and the tenderness of his touch. It was a gesture that spoke volumes
“Do you want to…,” I paused, caressing Liam’s hair, “Call Brandon Daddy,” I said, with my voice so low that only Liam could hear. I knew how much Liam longed for a father figure in his life, and my heart ached for him. My words caught Liam’s attention, and he nodded his head swiftly, “Yes,” he whispered, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Then go and ask Brandon if he likes to be your daddy or not,” I said, placing Liam on the ground.Being free from my arms, Liam moves towards Brandon. He then pulled the hem of Brandon’s white shirt, making him look down at him.Brandon kneeled on the floor, maintaining eye-to-eye contact with Liam.“What is it, big guy?” Brandon asked, beaming at Liam. Liam hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to ask. Liam’s eyes focused on me, and I nodded my head, reassuring him.“Brandon,” Liam said, but then paused, sucking on his thumb for a few moments before asking, “Will you be my…… hm… Daddy?”Brandon went silent for a minute as he ga
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked Brandon when we were alone, both Marlene and Liam, asleep in their room. Brandon paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on the floor as if searching for the right words. He sighed, putting his hand over his head, his face looking tired and his eyes hollow as he stared at me.We both stared at each other like that. No one said a single word, letting the silence envelop us in its heavy embrace. The weight of unspoken thoughts hung in the air, begging to be released. It was as if the silence held the power to unravel our deepest fears and desires, urging us to confront the issues that had been plaguing our relationship."So..." I said, my voice trembling slightly as I struggled to find the right words. The tension in the room seemed to intensify, as if the weight of our unspoken emotions had grown too heavy to bear. I could see the hesitation in his eyes, a mix of fear and longing, as he searched for a way to break through the barriers that had bee
I said nothing after hearing his confession. I don’t know what to say about this. If he had told me about this, that he lied to me before, maybe I would have been angry, but right now, I don’t know If I can get mad with Brandon or not. Right now, my mind’s fixed on one thing, and that is Brandon's life in danger. I can’t do anything to protect him or save him from it. The same helpless feeling returned to my mind. The day when Jared died, I was helping, and now again. I’m helpless too, but this time it is for Brandon. The feeling is when you know things will happen, and you can’t do anything to change or stop it from happening. “Say something, please,” Brandon said, after a while, holding my hands in his. “I’m sorry for lying.” I looked at him, squeezing the hand he was cradling. “It’s okay,” I said, staring into his eyes. “But why did you lie?” “Because I have no one in my life whom I can trust.” He paused. “But you,” “What do you mean?” I asked, still not understanding his word
Brandon is sick, so I thought of cooking something great for dinner, something that Brandon and the kids can enjoy together in the comfort of their home. I decided to make a hearty chicken noodle soup, packed with nutritious vegetables and tender chicken. The warm and comforting aroma filled the house, instantly lifting everyone's spirits and creating a cozy atmosphere for our family dinner. Something that is simple but tasty and healthy. I’m not an excellent cook, as one may say, but I tried my best to cook something delicious with the help of recipe books and videos. And cooking takes so much time. It took hours for me to cook a meal for just two adults and two children. The good thing is that I don’t cook daily. Otherwise, it has been a hell of a lot of work for me. However, I have learned to appreciate the process of cooking and the joy it brings to my family. I looked at the time on my phone. It’s almost dinnertime, and Brandon is still asleep. I thought of not disturbing him,
I sensed a hand caressing over my hand, which nudged me up from my slumbering self. I opened my eyes, looking at the hospital bed where Brandon was lying, with his hand attached to an IV and his nose and mouth both covered with an oxygen mask, helping him breathe. My heart sank as I realized the severity of his condition. The sterile smell of the hospital room filled my nostrils, intensifying my worry about Brandon's well-being.Brandon’s eyes focused on me as he stared at me. He then turned his eyes around, scanning his surroundings. Brandon looked at me again as he moved his hand to his face. He was about to remove his oxygen mask, to speak something, but I stopped him by putting my hand over his as I shook my head from left to right, telling him no. I could see the frustration in his eyes as he struggled to communicate.I then pressed the calling button on the side of his bed, calling the doctor.Brandon has been resting for over sixteen hours. The doctors also noted that if Brando
My sweet little angels looked so dreadful right in front of my eyes, with their eyes red and puffy from crying their souls out just at the thought of losing Brandon. I couldn’t even think or imagine what would happen to them if something happened to Brandon. The fear of losing him was unbearable, as he was not only their father but also their rock and source of comfort. The thought of their innocent hearts breaking shattered me to the core.NO..... I stopped myself from thinking all the negative thoughts as I shook my head, shaking out all the mere negative thoughts. I reminded myself that Brandon was strong and resilient and had always found a way to overcome any obstacle. I held onto the belief that he would come out of this situation unscathed, reassuring myself that everything would be alright in the end.I embraced my arms around my kids, helping them calm their tears as I turned to face Brandon, who was asleep in his hospital bed. He looks comfortable and smooth at first glance,
Daniel sighed at Brandon's words, "For just one day." He gently placed his hand on Brandon's shoulder, emphasizing his concern. "But please remember, if anything goes wrong or you need anything, don't hesitate to reach out to me. Your safety is important to me."Brandon nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Yes, sir," Brandon said, laughing as he embraced Daniel in a friendly hug. "Thank you, thank you so much."Daniel smiled, feeling a sense of relief. "But... I have to check on you first, and only after my approval can you leave," Daniel said sternly this time. Daniel's stern tone conveyed the seriousness of his words. He wanted to ensure Brandon's well-being before granting him permission to leave. Brandon understood the importance of Daniel's condition and nodded in agreement, promising to follow Daniel's instructions. "Sure," replied Brandon, holding a big smile on his face.Daniel left after a few moments, leaving Brandon and me alone."Brandon, you know it's not safe for you