KaneAmused, she gazes up at me in disbelief, her lips slightly parting and her eyes blazing up. And I can't help smiling at her as the flashes of that entire scenario keep rolling in my sanity. This is the woman who used to make me smile with her silly yet straight actions. I missed her so much. So damn much! "What happened? Don't you want a reward?" I chuckle."You're happy?" "I'm impressed," I don't know if I'm trying to hide that I'm indeed happy, but IMPRESSED seems to be a good word to hold the entire emotion back inside. Her lips twitch into a small smile. "You'll give me anything I want?" In a curious voice, she asks with her two big eyes glistening in joy."Unless it's you going away from me," I whisper, deepening the eye contact.I know what I meant but I hope she takes it as the agreement. I know I meant it for a lifetime which isn't possible. It's all about mere desires and needs. Besides, she never loved me. I sigh and gulp down to shove those thoughts aside. "Okay,
Kane Emily has been silent since this morning. We haven't really had any serious fights at all lately. I believe she's upset about the contract expiring. Fuck! I didn't even try to remember that until I found her lost. "You know our schedule slowed down for work and everything because of your health issues," as I start the conversation abruptly, she slightly shudders as if she was lost in deep thought."Huh!" She puts the comb back and gapes at me. "Well, yeah," I stutter, rubbing the back of my head and ignoring eye contact with her. "And then suddenly the partnership with Stanford was cancelled. I think we'll need a few more days to work on the final project and everything""Okay," she mutters, lowering her eyes."Everything, Emily," I repeat.Her eyes lift to me drastically, filled with both surprise and a bit of confusion. Seems like she understands what I'm trying to say, but she's unable to be sure about it. I step closer to her and lean down, collecting my wallet from the
Kane"Kane! Please, stop. It's hurting," her whimpers don't affect me at all when I drag her out of the restaurant and push her inside the car. I groan, panting heavily, my nerves shaking as I grab the steering wheel. "Kane, I— I didn't— want to—," she stammers. "Not a word," I husk. "But please hear—""I said not a fucking word," my voice booms inside the car I glare at her. She's trembling with sudden terror, her eyes popping out. I look away from her and start the car, driving roughly back to the cottage. I feel my entire body throbbing when I drive as fast as I can, recklessly passing the vehicles. "Kane, please slow down!" She clamours but I don't give a fuck about what she says. Those wounds come back to life. I feel that familiar pain against my chest again. Again!"Kane!" She yelps as I aggressively cross a vehicle. If I went a single inch backwards, that vehicle might have crashed into us. But I sense no terror, no concern. *Reaching the cottage, I drag her inside,
KaneI can't find words to speak after that. Therapist? Why would she go to a therapist? And why didn't she ever tell me about it?"What?" I seethe. "Yes," he sighs. "Even though I'm not allowed to tell you my identity, I had to do this. Because you're getting it all wrong"I find it hard to gulp down as if someone is pressing my throat harder. "Therapist?" I exclaim. "Why would she need a therapist?""I can't say anything more than this, Mr Kane. But I've been her therapist for the last three years. And there are no such things between us. I hope you didn't do anything out of that verge"Anticipation surges through me, making it hard for me to stand straight. I lean against the wall and pant heavily, recalling all the bitter words I used for her."Mr Kane," the guy calls me out again. "Is Emily okay?"No, she's not. I didn't let her be okay. I was a dickhead to torture her beyond the limits. However, I wanna know if she has ever been okay. "What's wrong with her?" I groan. "Why do
EmilyI wasn't expecting to witness what I just found out. When I opened my eyes to welcome a new morning, I found Kane staring at me. He abruptly drifted away as if he wasn't expecting me to wake up and find him doing that. It has me smile out of nowhere but I wonder why he's suddenly doing this. Even if he did that, why is so nervous about his actions?I can't understand this guy. Sometimes he tries to control me in every possible way and show his damn right on me. And sometimes he's too nervous to show his actual actions. "What's the time?" I ask, stretching my arms as he gets onto his feet. "It's ten", he says, walking towards the closet."I slept too much", I mutter. "But you're not off to work yet. Is it Sunday?""No. But I'm not going to the office today", he says. "Why?"I sit up and watch him putting his clothes on. "Because we're going somewhere else. Get ready""Where?" I exclaim. "Are you supposed to ask a question?" He shoots me a glare. I don't wanna face his anger e
EmilyI don't know why I'm feeling so different since this morning, especially when I look at Kane and his actions. As much as I feel a kind of happiness with his tender and gentle gestures toward me, I feel a kind of anxiety as if I'm gonna be hollow again.We're about to leave right now for Texas City. I can't believe I'm going back to my city after three long years. It has so many bittersweet memories. Some I wanted to forget and some I have been cherishing ever since. Kane was too late to come back last night which is why I couldn't wish him. It's his 32nd birthday. I remember his first birthday with me. I did so many things to celebrate it. And I had thought I'll be making it more special in the upcoming years. It didn't happen. But I hope my little gift will be able to make it special for him. I take out the small jar of notes I wrote every month for him. Throughout the last four years, I didn't forget what I had planned for him. I had bought this jar after his 28th birthday a
KaneI'm too stunned to do anything or even look at Emily. She must be too devastated, I know that and there's no way I can change whatever has happened. "Happy Birthday, husband," Monica says on the mic as I reach there, glaring at her. Among all the applause, I find her playfully narrowing her eyebrows. "What the hell is that?" I shrug. "Didn't I tell you not to—""Relax," she holds my arm and turns me to the crowd with a big smile when I don't feel like smiling at all. "I can understand you are being an emotional fool, Kane. But you know what you have done. You can't change it"I close my eyes shut. "But I told you not to do so. I was about to part ways with her. Why did you still—," I blurt out and halt, realising she's not gonna listen to me anyway. I brought this myself and I have to bear it. "You have done whatever you wanted to. Now keep quiet and don't do any more nonsense tonight. Got it?" I sneer at Monica.As I finally gather the courage to look in Emily's direction,
A month agoKane"What do you want me to do?" Monica asked on the call as I smirked."You know Emily could never stand you. I just want to watch her getting hurt when she would know I got over her and married you," I said."You— you wanna marry me?" She exclaimed."No!" I seethed. "I don't give a fuck to marriage and love. And don't take me seriously on that. You'll act like my wife in front of Emily. That's it. After a month, when I toss her away, I'll watch her suffer the pain of heartbreak. Am I clear?" I shrugged."Why would she trust that?""A fake photo shoot doesn't take much time," I cracked up. "Got it," Monica said. "Will execute this straight after thirty days"——————I close my eyes shut. Who knew I'll be the one to suffer the most? Who knew it'll hurt to watch her getting hurt? Who knew my own strategies would backfire? "Remembered?" She shrugs. My blood started to blotch as I grab her arms tightly. "Yes. I do remember. But I had changed my mind. I told you I don't w