"What's going on?" Amanda says, perplexed as she walks into the room "I've only just noticed that the guests left before dinner"
"I couldn't do it" I cry "my mother, she..."
"Shhh" she coos, coming over to give me a hug.
I sob into her shoulder "I have to go, Amanda. I can't stay in his house"
"What...what are you talking about?" She pulls away and stares me in the eyes.
"I'm leaving" I wipe my tears and try to look better than I feel.
"It's almost midnight. Where the hell are you going?" Her eyes go wide.
"It's about an hour from midnight" I correct.
"Big difference" she rolls her eyes "You can't go anywhere...not right now at least"
"What I can't do is to stay in this house with him anymore" fresh tears start to fall.
"I understand that and I support your decision but it's f*****g late, Olivia and you have a damn baby in your womb" she cusses at me for the first time ever.
"And I don't give two f**ks, I'm
Chris and Crystal were very hospitable but it's hard to enjoy this when all you feel is pain, grief, anger and regret.They don't ask many questions, a gesture I am most grateful for.Chris dropped me off at the airport early today and now the plane is about to land in Seattle. The scene is different, homey. It feels good to be home.I try to bask in the joy of being home again but it's short lived, in a few seconds, the huge, air restricting pain is back in full force and I can only hope to get off the plane quickly to get some fresh air.Making my way out of the plane, I catch sight of a rather sober Stella and my heart drops. She's sad because I'm sad, this is so heart breaking because Stella is never sad.I make my way over to her and she gives me a tight, warm hug which only makes me break into tears."It's okay" she coos "he's far away from you now"Somehow, hearing the words out loud makes me cry even more. "I know" I sob.
It's been one full week since I got to Seattle and if time was any sort of healness, it hasn't been for me.The pain is still as bad as it was, if not worse.I've sat staring at my phone for hours, the slightest sound from my phone gets me excited but he hasn't called or texted or anything.He seems to have forgotten about me rather easily and somehow the thought of that hurts me.The pain...it's...I can't explain it...I thought I couldn't feel pain any worse than how I felt when mom left but this pain...it's different...it's worse."Girl, if you keep this up, you're going to end up dead" says Stella.I look up to see her standing over me. When did she get back?I ignore her statement and say instead "how was work?"Every evening, Stella gets back from work and I ask how work went then she starts telling me all about her day and I pretend to listen. I expect that to happen again but it doesn't."Oh, come on" she says in
"When was the last time you ate?" He looks a little mad "you look like you've lost at least five pounds""Anthony, why are you here?" I ask, going for nonchalance even though I'm ecstatic that he's here."To take you home" he says simply."Take me home" I choke out "...but nothing's changed""She's not going to be investing in SMT" he says "as a matter of fact, SMT has a new owner""You sold it?!" I almost yell."Not necessarily" he shrugs "but I have this wife I think would do great managing it"My eyes grow wide as fried eggs "did you get married again?"He rolls his eyes "no, Olivia, I didn't""Then...I know nothing about running a company, Anthony" I burst out."You'll learn" he shrugs "...and fast, if I know you well""Oh, God" I rub my eyes, trying to assimilate this new inform
Violet has been rather quiet, going around the house without saying a word to me but her death glares are never-ending.It's been a few days since I got back from Seattle and I can safely say, these past few days have been the best days of my life.Apparently, Anthony never shared a room with Violet, actually, he's never shared a room with anyone. He likes his privacy.He's had me move into his room though, a gesture that made my heart swell and equally made Violet furious.It's the early hours of the morning and I'm strolling out of Anthony's bedroom with the same wide grin I've woken up with every morning since I got back.Amanda's the first one I see."Good morning, Mrs. Trevelyan" she smiles, fondly "you look delightful""Good morning, Amanda" I grin "uh...""He's in his office" she answers the question I was about to ask."Okay, thanks" I say, trying to recall where exactly the office is.Why the
"My. Child. Is. Not. Cursed" I enunciate each word then give her a really hard slap across her face."It is too" she screams, tears filling her eyes as she holds the cheek where I had just slapped her.And I feel guilty again, all of a sudden. I should leave because if she's gonna talk trash about my child then I'm not gonna be able to control myself.I start up the stairs again, this time quickly and she's fast on my trail. Can she just leave the the hell alone?She stops me mid-way up and what she does next surprises me."Might as well kill the bastard now and bonus if you die along with it" she smirks wickedly and she tries to push me down the stairs.I almost fall but, I've had a lot of staircase fights than she could ever imagine, I've learned to keep my balance.I slap her across the face then try to push past her but no, she won't just let me go."We're not even sure, it's really Anthony's and not some bastard...." She d
"...but my sister's fine, yes?" Someone says."She's fine, just needs some rest" someone else says.Ugh, can they not see a girl trying to rest?Then the realization hits me, I'm in hell. I rub my eyes then slowly open it.I expect to black and red everywhere but it's white-ish. Wait, am I in heaven? My eyes gets used to the brightness and I look around.There's Liam standing in a corner next to Anthony. They're both staring intently at me.Pain lances through my heart when I understand what's happened. He chose me. He let my baby die.I squeeze my eyes shut as tears threaten to break out. He killed my baby."Get out" I say, with my eyes still closed."Liv, I..." I don't let him finish."Get the f**k out before I open my eyes" I growl, angrily "I never want to see you again""Liv..." This time, it's Liam who speaks."Liam, please, get him out of here" I plead."But...""Please, Li
It's been almost 5 months since I gave birth and we're taking my baby out the incubator today.I'm so excited...to hold her, touch her, breastfeed her directly."Liammmm" I scream."Could you chill out?" He yells back "I'll be out in five.When we're finally in the car, Liam speaks "it's been five months since you left Anthony""Way to ruin my mood, dumbass" I roll my eyes."You left your husband for five months because he was worried about his ex who clearly had injuries and you didn't" he exclaims "do you know how foolish that sounds?""Liam, stop this" I frown."No, because you need to understand just how dumb that is""It wasn't just the fact that he chose to care for her... It was... He never even asked what happened... He concluded that I had caused it... And" my voice drops "...and that hurt my feelings""I know. You were hurt which is why you have to talk to him. Let him know you were hurt and stop this fo
It's only 6 in the morning and I've given Emerald a bath, clothed her and I've had my bath and packed my bags, ready to be picked up by Anthony.I decided to feed Emerald the formula I used to feed her through the feeding tube back at the hospital instead of breast milk so I'm in the kitchen preparing that.I'm done. I rinse my hand and after putting the lid on tight, I rinse the feeding bottle too then using a napkin, I wipe it dry.Then I skip happily to my room where Emerald lies awaiting her food.I walk through the door and take a sit on the bed next to her cradle.Putting the feeder on the bed, I reach out to grab Emerald but she's not there.My baby's not in her cradle, I can't find her. Panicked tears start to rush down my cheeks.Where's my baby?I look up and there's a broken window. How did I not hear that break? Someone kidnapped my child.Oh, no. Emerald. I don't know what to do. Phone. Yes, phon