Dana
I entered a bar. I saw they were looking for someone to work serving drinks. I was never good with drinks since I wasn't used to drinking, so I had no idea about the types of alcohol or how to prepare them. However, I wanted to have a job. I needed it.A girl attended to me.
"We haven't opened yet, dear," she kindly informed me.
"I didn't come to drink anything. I came to look for a job. I saw the sign at the entrance and wanted to try my luck here."
"Do you have experience with drinks?"
"No," I made a face.
"Then, I don't think you'd be suitable for the job. They're looking for a bartender. Besides, the boss wants to hire a man."
I felt disappointed. I knew my job search had just begun, but I felt desperate. The money I had saved wouldn't last me a lifetime. Demian took everything from me.
"Is there someone I can talk to? I'm not an expert in drinks, but I learn fast. Please, I need a chance."
The girl made a face.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not the bar owner, so I can't make those decisions. You'd better talk to the boss, but I warn you, he's demanding. You're lucky he's in town for a few weeks."
"Can you give me his phone number? I'd like to talk to the boss and explain my situation. I've never been in need of a job before, so my resume isn't attractive."
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you the boss's personal number. However, send us your resume to the email we'll send you, and the boss will review it soon."
I left with the company's email on my phone. I walked to the hotel because I needed air to calm my mind and soothe my racing heart.
I woke up early in the morning, and despite feeling physically unwell, I had breakfast and continued my job search for hours.
A week passed. I handed out as many resumes as I could, but still, no one called me to offer me a job. I began to feel nervous.
I felt a pang in my stomach. I sat on the bed, waiting for the pain to subside. I was terrified. Every little pain I felt brought along pessimistic thoughts.
The second week passed, and I was still waiting for a contractor's call, but I still hadn't found a job. Being alone for so long, without a job and without my family, destroyed me. I missed living in California. Above all, I missed Demian.
He betrayed me and fell in love with my stepsister, but I still loved him. The heart is stubborn and stupid when you feel so much love for someone.
My phone rang.
The phone didn't recognize the number, so I hoped someone wanted to offer me a job.
"Hello!" I answered, full of hope.
"Hello! Dana? Is it you?" a man asked.
"Yes... it's me. Who's this?"
"Lena, it's Jeremy. Do you remember me? I'm Demian's best friend."
My heart pounded hard.
"Jeremy? What are you doing calling me?"
"One of my employees told me that a girl left her resume a few days ago. I just reviewed it and recognized you. What happened? Why are you looking for a job? You have everything. You're married to Demian. You don't need to look for a job. You have a company with him."
"It's just that... Demian and I got divorced. He fell in love with Rachel. My stepsister, remember?"
"What? But how? That can't be!"
Jeremy and Demian were best friends, but two years ago, he moved to another city for his business. They hadn't seen each other for a long time due to distance and their different schedules, but they kept in touch occasionally. I was surprised that he didn't know about our divorce.
"It's the truth," I wiped my tears. "And Demian rejected me. I'm no longer part of the pack. I moved out. I was kicked out."
Talking to Demian wasn't a good idea. He was Demian's best friend. What if he told Demian where I am? Demian didn't need to know my whereabouts! My babies would be safe in Kansas if Demian didn't find out. Otherwise, he would take them away from me.
"Demian is a fool. He'll regret leaving you. I promise you. I'm glad I'm not in a relationship with him."
I couldn't trust Jeremy's words. He would always side with his best friend. Maybe he still didn't know what happened, but I was sure Demian would tell him his twisted version of the story, and Jeremy would hate me as much as my ex-husband.
"I need a job, Jeremy. This is embarrassing, but I need it. I have to support... I have to support myself," I corrected before slipping up. But working in Jeremy's company wasn't a great option. However, I felt desperate.
"With the resume you sent, no one will give you a job, Dana. It's terrible. You don't know how to make a resume."
I sighed.
Anxiety overcame me.
"But you're lucky. I can help you get a job," Jeremy announced. I jumped for joy to hear it. "I don't have a place for you in my bar, but I can talk to people to get you something."
But what if Jeremy found out about my pregnancy? My belly was growing. I wouldn't be able to hide the pregnancy forever. However, Jeremy was the only one who offered me a chance. I couldn't afford to reject his offer. I needed to save money.
"Thank you, Jeremy! You're the best!"
"Don't thank me. I feel like I owe this to you for what my brother did to you. I'm so sorry. You'll start tomorrow morning."
Jeremy invited me for coffee in the afternoon to discuss a job that might interest me. Jeremy looked very handsome. His expressions reminded me of Demian. Apparently, Demian's ghost haunted me everywhere.
Jeremy was kind to me. When I told him my version of the story, Jeremy couldn't believe what Demian and Rachel did to me. Jeremy told me he had talked to Demian the night before. And he didn't mention anything about our divorce. I don't understand, why didn't Demian tell his best friend.
He got me a job at a cafe. He said the pay was decent and it would serve me. I thanked him so much.
"Where are you staying, Dana?"
"In a hotel for the past two weeks. I'm looking for a cheap apartment to cover my expenses. I don't want to waste money."
"Let me talk to the owner of the cafe. There's an apartment upstairs. I can buy it for you."
Buy it?
"You don't have to do that for me, Jeremy. I couldn't allow it."
"No, but I want to do it for you," he took my hand and stroked it.
It was a strange gesture, but I didn't pull my hand away. Jeremy was looking at me in a strange way.
"I can't accept you buying me an apartment."
"At least let me help you with the rent. After hearing your story, it's unfair that you're going through this alone."
Demian Leaving Dana has been a very tough decision, but I was forced to do it after finding out what she did. After what Rachel told me about my wife, I was surprised by the woman I had married. I never thought Dana would be capable of keeping me away from our three-year-old son and threatening her stepsister. But that's what she did. So, I had to decide to leave her and found solace in Rachel's arms when I found out her son was also mine. When I saw Rachel's pain over what happened, I was deeply moved. I decided to protect her. Before I knew it, I had fallen in love with Rachel again and found myself in a secret relationship. I didn't like being cruel to people; I've been tough and treated Dana coldly with my actions. My hurting heart couldn't act any other way. It's been two months since Dana and I parted ways, and I haven't stopped thinking about the day I rejected my ex-wife. I don't understand why Dana didn't beg me to stay with her. Why did she agree to leave without asking f
Dana Two months have passed since Demian and I divorced. My belly was growing naturally, and the thought of someone finding out terrified me. The idea of Demian finding out through Jeremy terrified me. Jeremy and I had grown closer, but I still didn't feel completely trusting of him. Jeremy swore he was no longer friends with Demian, but I couldn't believe him. The person I trusted the most was Demian, and he betrayed me with my stepsister. Why would I believe Jeremy? Yet, he was so kind to me. Since I was hired at the cafe thanks to him Jeremy hadn't left the city. I knew he had too much work in the city where he currently resided, but Jeremy refused to leave because he wanted to be near me. There was a knock on my apartment door. It was Jeremy. I smiled at him. "And those roses?" I asked, seeing him with a bouquet. "They're for you," he offered them. "I know you like roses. I saw them on my way and felt like buying them for you. Plus, they'll serve for what I have to tell you.
Dana Jeremy left for the airport hours later. My work schedule started soon, so I got ready to go down to the cafe. I was lucky that Jeremy got me an apartment above my workplace. It was comfortable, and I didn't have to worry about commuting in the city. Now I understand that Jeremy helped me so much because of the love he felt for me. I always felt strange about the attention he had for me, but today I learned the reason. He was in love with me. I never realized it. Demian never told me. I didn't even notice that they stopped being friends because of it. The most surprising thing of all is that Jeremy discovered my pregnancy and didn't say anything about it. He respected my silence and didn't pressure me to tell the truth. My shoulders had one less burden to carry. I felt relieved to talk to Jeremy about my children because it was tough to hide my belly from him. Eventually, he would find out, and he did. Jeremy asked me to be his girlfriend. I told him I would think about it, b
DanaI knew Demian wouldn't stop asking about our kids. I tried to steer the conversation away, but I know he was very clear about why he came to see me. I have no idea how he found out, but he did and that was a big problem.I panicked, but I tried to calm down so he wouldn't notice my desperation.Seeing those eyes brought back a thousand memories from the past. Seeing him shocked me. I had never gone so long without seeing Demian, but after the divorce, everything changed. It was inevitable to think about how much I loved him. But I couldn't dwell on his beauty and memories. The past no longer existed.There was a knock on the door. I felt a pinch of relief because it was my way of getting rid of Demian. However, my werewolf senses detected the scent of a perfume I knew well: Jeremy's perfume.I didn't know what to do. Should I open the door? If I did, Demian would realize that his ex-best friend was here. I didn't owe him anything, but I knew it could create a conflict between the
DemianAfter knowing the truth, I knew I couldn't stand idly by. I had to find Dana and confront her for what she did. I was so furious and desperate to see her and tell her so many things. The anger consumed me.I thought about Rachel. She wouldn't like the idea of me being the father of Dana's children, but it was reality. Rachel deserved to know the truth at some point and support me on this journey, as it wasn't easy. However, the idea of being a father wasn't repulsive to me, but rather how recklessly Dana acted.What kind of person hides their children? Dana had no right!I had to lie to Rachel, telling her I had a work trip tomorrow. She didn't suspect anything but insisted on coming with me. I tried to convince her not to, but I couldn't. Rachel and I traveled to Kansas. She couldn't know what I would do.When we landed in the city, I felt nervous. I had the address of the café where Dana worked. Seeing her after all this time made my heart race. I missed her so much, but I fe
Dana I was nervous. Demian uncovered the whole truth. I don't even know how he did it, but I was afraid. What if he took them away from me? Demian was capable of anything. He didn't care about getting his way. Resentment could be seen in his eyes. I wondered if Rachel knew Demian was here because she was specific in telling me it was in my best interest to never speak to Demian again. I broke the pact I made with her, but it was Demian who forced me to do it. I wasn't expecting his visit. The guys went outside to talk. Jeremy didn't allow me to go with them because he wanted to be the one to resolve the issue. However, Demian behaved aggressively, and I feared they might start a fight in the street. My werewolf senses weren't working as they used to. Since I found out about my pregnancy, I've noticed a decline in my senses. I no longer perceived scents and sounds as before. But I managed to hear the conversation between Demian and Jeremy because they both used a loud tone of voic
DanaI watched in terror as Rachel approached me. Her steps were firm and determined.I knew she wouldn't hurt me in front of the police, but I could swear her words would be as poisonous as her intentions to keep me away from Demian. I didn't want to wait for her to reach me, so I moved my legs to walk away. But Rachel grabbed my arm and forced me to turn around."Long time no see, Dana!" she smiled falsely."Let me go, Rachel.""I'm not going to. We need to talk. We have unfinished business to settle because I believe there are promises you haven't kept.""I haven't done anything wrong," I excused myself. "I don't know what you're thinking, but I have nothing to do with Demian. I kept my promise and never sought him out nor did I intend to plead with him. I didn't even try to convince him again that you're a harpy."Rachel squeezed my arm and gritted her teeth."Don't you dare talk to me like that, do you understand?" she said through clenched teeth."I have to go, Rachel. Let me go
Dana Jeremy took my hand. We walked alongside Demian and Rachel. Demian pronounced my name authoritatively, stopping my stride. I turned around to look at him. "What do you want?" I asked. "Don't think it will end like this. I'll come to see you soon. We have unfinished business to deal with," Jeremy said. I looked at him one last time and saw Rachel. I knew her eyes wanted to instill fear in me, and they succeeded. Rachel didn't like that Demian wanted to see me again. I didn't want to add a response, so Jeremy and I went home. We took a taxi. It hurt to leave Demian there. It hurt to leave as if he were a stranger. Demian wasn't a stranger to my heart. My soul bled for not being able to be with him anymore. It had been a while since we parted, and I still didn't feel any improvement in my feelings. I suppose Demian would be a love I could never forget. And there was no one, not even Jeremy, who could take his place and make me feel what Demian did. Jeremy and I arrived home.