(Aya’s POV)There were two imaginative voices I was hearing. The first one tried to confirm if Red did say he intended to spend the rest of his life with me, and the other validated that he did but for the kids. It could have been romantic, but again, the other voice told me Red would not go overboard for someone like me.It may be hard to explain, but when I said ‘I do’ on our wedding day, I thought of the same thing but we could not be together and live harmoniously if lies kept coming between us. I squeezed my eyes shut, thinking quickly about what to do, and there was only one thing best to do… Telling Red the truth!“Ryan gave me a jewelry set, and I… I lost it. He’s not supposed to be back this year from his business trip, so I thought it would give me time to save money. I’ve been thinking of breaking up with him, but I must return that expensive gift.” I explained and breathed hard before I continued, “But…”He placed his index finger on my lips, stopping me from talking. “Do
(Aya’s POV)One of the reasons I was not particularly eager to go home yet was that I needed to go to the community college and enroll for my last semester. When the school cashier gave me the receipt, my lips curved into a smile, feeling emotional as I stared at my proof of payment.“Do you like saying finally, Aya?” Mrs. Lane teased me, glancing at the man behind me, whom she was sure was not here to enroll in a small college.“Yeah,” I chuckled, folding the small piece of paper and placing it in my purse. “Bye, Mrs. Lane,” I said and waved my hand.When she raised his hand and mouthed ‘bye’, I smiled again before turning my back on her and grabbing Red’s arm, leading him to the stairs. It was the weekend, so more students were in the admin hallway to enroll and pay for their tuition. As expected, women and gays would stop and stare at the man I was with. Some would even give him a flirty look, but he seemed not to care about them.“Why didn’t you use the debit card I gave you?” he
(Red’s POV)“You can let go of my hands now, Red, because if you don’t, how can we get inside and cook your dinner request?” Aya chuckled nervously.For some reason I could not understand, I did not want to let go of her hands. My heart was hammering my ribcage, screaming to pull her closer to me and kiss her.“Red…” Her eyes were wide as her voice trailed off after saying my name.“Just a kiss, Aya,” I murmured, thinking I was crazy to ask her.I didn’t need to hear her answer because as soon as our eyes met, I knew she was giving me permission to do it. Just a kiss… a brief one, nothing more, nothing less. I breathed out nervously and lowered my head, unsure why my heart acted strange. It stopped beating when my mouth touched her soft lips, but my heart pounded erratically when Aya parted her lips… to welcome me?I intertwined our fingers to imprison them from touching Aya more, not wanting to misunderstand her and thinking she was giving me the signal that I could deepen our kiss.
(Red’s POV)“Me?” Aya raised her eyebrows, her palm on her chest as she confirmed that Violet was asking for her, not Scarlett.When our housekeepers knew Violet was okay, they left Aya and me in the hallway, just outside my daughter’s bedroom, giving us the privacy to talk.“Yeah, you,” I affirmed, although I was also unsure about it.Among my children, Violet was the only one who never called her mommy, just Aya, but today, she didn’t need me, not even Scarlett or anyone from our family. Only Aya.“Okay. I’ll check on her,” She smiled anxiously, breathing out nervously as she entered the bedroom.I followed her and sat on the edge of Violet’s bed, watching her and thinking about what would happen. Aya glanced at me; her lips trembled as she smiled before turning to the closed door.“Violet,” she knocked softly and called her.My daughter immediately opened the door for her, and when she entered the bathroom, Violet immediately locked it. A few minutes later, Aya went out, and Violet
(Aya’s POV)I did not move, pretended I had fallen asleep, dead-tired after our long day together. I could hear Red’s even breathing a few minutes after he switched off the main light. The only ones left were the dim wall light, enough for us not to stumble toward the bathroom just in case we wanted to use it at night.Slowly, I moved, rolling to my other side, but I was scared to open my eyes and see Scarlett sleeping between Red and me. My imagination went wild, wanting to move closer to my husband, but whenever it happened, my subconscious mind would scare me to death, seeing Scarlett’s spirit lurking in the shadows.Sighing, I rolled to my other side again while my mind screamed at me for believing a dead could hurt me. I had been married to Red for almost a week, and I could imagine myself dead before we could even celebrate our first year together. Cause of death? Nightmares. Crazy imagination of seeing Scarlett and thinking she would never share anyone of her family with me.I
(Aya’s POV)‘Just like me, they long to be… Close to you.’My eyelids opened, but I could still hear my mother’s voice singing her favorite song in my dream. My lips curved into a sad smile, missing her terribly and remembering how she would sing any of the Carpenters’ songs whenever she cooked breakfast in the kitchen.Red, pulling me closer to him, reminded me of what had happened last night. Nothing erotic or sensual happened, except we had that heartwarming conversation, and then I fell asleep in his arms. I blinked and gazed at my new favorite color, Red, and thought how lucky I was to be in the arms of a gorgeous, really tempting-to-kiss, sweet-smelling husband.I raised my hand, my index finger trailing his soft lips, wishing to kiss him, but my body jolted, startled when Red grabbed my wrist and playfully bit my finger.“You scared me,” I growled in a low voice, pretending to be angry at him and pulling back my hand.He chuckled, opened his eyes, and gazed at me. “Go back to s
(Aya’s POV) “Daddy’s free today. What do you want to do?” Red asked, looking at his children quietly eating their breakfast. I sucked my lips in when five children began talking at once. It was like they were bidding in an auction in their own noisy way. I could hear the zoo, museum, and amusement park… and Violet’s growl, annoyed with her siblings. “Whew!” Red turned his head at me. “I should have just asked you what you want to do.” I chuckled and turned to our children. “Kids, what did I tell you about speaking at the same time?” “You go first, mommy,” Sapphire grinned. “What do you want to do?” My eyes narrowed, wrinkling my nose as I thought. “I can’t think of anything in particular, but I want to have a great time with you.” “I want to go to the zoo,” Blue murmured, his lips pouting and his eyes squinting at his spoon. “Let’s not go there,” Violet sneered, rolling her eyes at him. “You’ll only realize you’re adopted,” she said and mimicked the sound of a monkey. “Daddy!”
(Aya’s POV)“You really want to go here, huh?” Red muttered, pointing his index finger at our current location on the map board.We stopped in front of the map board of The Oak Lake and compared it with the brochure given to us at the main entrance. It was a huge park with a camping site and recreational activities for companies who wanted to conduct team-building events or for families and friends who just wanted to commune with nature to do hiking or water ventures like boating, swimming, or fishing at the lake. In my case, I went here for a particular reason. I nodded, smiling, and maybe even my eyes were sparkling with delight for coming here.“And you’re not here for the amenities and activities?” he asked again.“Nope. I’m here for Chef Arvin,” I chuckled disappointingly, looking back at the seafood restaurant, which was closed because it was under renovation, before holding his hand and tugging him toward the road with a signage Central Oak Market.I heaved a sigh and looked