Caleb POVI felt Cassy's body relaxing against mine, but it was not enough to make me complacent about our situation. We still have a lot to work on.My talk with Greg came to my mind. I knew it wasn't the right time because we still had to deal with our parents. I have no problem with the Burkes. Apart from Ellen's silent treatment earlier - which she solely directed at Cassy - I can safely say that Cassy's parents are more reasonable and open to accepting me in their fold.Still, when I said I wanted to earn Cassy's trust, it also meant earning her family's trust in the process. My relationship with Adam is slowly progressing. Now, I am working on my relationship with her parents. It was Cassy's relationship with my mother that bothers me. It would certainly ruin the trust that the Burkes placed in me if they knew how harshly and unfairly my mother treated Cassy now or in the past. To cap it off, I felt Cassy seriously needed my assurance.Not wanting to disappoint her, I cup
Caleb POVCassy is this life's gift to me that I don't think I would ever deserve, but I will be forever grateful. I was about to kiss her when we heard a commotion outside our door and Oakley's muffled voice calling out to us. "Open the door! We're here!" We smiled at each other before I trotted to the door, where I opened it a crack. As usual, our Oakley acted like she owned the place. She flung the door wide open, ignoring me. Her eyes lit up when she saw her mother. "Mommy!" Oakley cried and raced to her waiting mom. My son did the same. He ran behind his sister toward their mother.The gamut of emotions flitting across Cassy's face at the sight of our kids was marvelous to watch.I was standing by the door awestruck as I watched them. Oakley sat on the V of her mother’s legs while Cassy pulled her hair with a brush to tie it in a ponytail. Joachim, on the other hand, made himself comfortable in our bed. He was lying on his side, playing with his Rubik’s cube. “Mommy,
Cassy POV“You’re becoming a kissing monster,” I said in reproach when Caleb pulled back from our kiss. “Because you are that kissable!” He said, touching the tip of my nose with his index finger. I giggled, and he held me for a second longer in his arms before releasing me. The grin never left his face, and it was such a wonderful sight!Caleb was always serious. Even at the beginning of our affair six years ago, when I used to work for him, I never saw Caleb this open with his feelings. And he was never this happy.I love seeing the changes in him. Sometimes, I wondered if something happened to him during our three-year separation. The change was so drastic. A complete 180-degree turn. But what am I complaining about? There might be some glitches in our relationship now, but I think it could very well work out in the end as long as we both strive hard to make it work.The kids were still busy with the activity books when we emerged from the walk-in closet. “Wax, Oaks, let
Cassy POVCaleb stroked the rubber band he put on my ring finger earlier with the tip of his finger. “I was surprised Oakley did not comment about it during breakfast.” He commented. I smiled when he took my hand, intertwined our fingers, and placed it on his thigh.“Your hands feel clammy,” Caleb commented.I pressed my lips together and nodded. We were already inside the van that would bring us to the courthouse. We were sitting on the front with Caleb manning the steering wheel. From time to time, C would release my hand when he needed it for the gear stick. When the van stopped at a red light, Caleb leaned close to whisper in my ear. “Are you worried?” I shook my head. “I had long ago accepted that your mother and I would never have any relationship besides being in-laws. I was more worried about the kids and my parents’ reaction if your mother starts acting up.” I whispered back. Caleb squeezed my hands. “Don't worry about Wax and Oaks. The courthouse has an indoor p
Cassy POVI could not help feeling emotional at the scene.I never had the chance to get to know Judge Kingston.He was never present in Caleb’s life before, but I could feel his sincerity in wanting to make amends, and meeting the children was the first start.I also could not entirely put the blame on his father. Caleb, as I understand, continuously refused to have any sort of relationship with his parents after they divorced.Maybe it was his way of venting out his anger.I don’t know. We hadn’t talked about it.Nonetheless, it was a sight to witness! Judge Kingston looked dotingly at Oakley when she pulled away from the embrace.“Daddy cried when he saw me at the airport, too.” Oakley volunteered.I looked at Caleb whose ears were red when he heard wha
Cassy POVThe staff guided Rosalie Kingston Pierre to the chair directly opposite Caleb and me.Her gaze swept on me frostily. Her look made me feel a little stuffy inside. Caleb, all the while, kept stroking my ring finger with the rubber band as a quiet assurance. I watched as Mrs. Kingston placed her well-manicured hands atop the table, one after another, and pinned Caleb with a glare. “I thought you don’t want me near you. Why summon me here?” There was so much hurt in her voice that I remembered what Judge Kingston said to Oakley earlier. Rosalie loves her son. Caleb’s body became rigid. The hands that gripped mine hardened in tension. “If it were up to me, I do not want anything to do with you after the stunt you pulled, but my in-laws wanted this meeting,” Caleb explained and gestured to my parents. “What for? So, you can gloat?” Rosalie cast a frosty glare at my mother, who looked taken aback by the unexpected attack. My mother clung to my father’s hand, and her reacti
Cassy POVCaleb must have seen something in my expression because he looked frantic with worry.He came to me and lifted my chin with his hands.“It does not matter, okay.” He looked like he was trying to appeal to me.And it breaks my heart to see him like this.
Cassy POVMy eyes alternated like a ping pong ball from my brother to Caleb. Both looked quite shaken by what Rosalie Kingston revealed on this table.Who wouldn’t?Rosalie’s revelations were anchored on a deeply rooted hate for my family. At one point, I could understand her pain, but wallowing in anger for too long was her choice.