Lilian and Mia were already waiting for me at the mall on Friday morning after I dropped the kids off at school. I had chosen this mall because it was close to the kid's school and I could easily go and get them when we were done.
My mind had been working a thousand miles per hour after my encounter with that room. Every muscle in my body wanted me to take the lift upstairs to the third floor and find out what secrets my boyfriend was hiding behind those closed doors. And Lucas's words when he got back that afternoon did nothing to soothe me.
"It's an old storeroom," he said simply, managing to avoid my eyes as he spoke. I did not need more to know he was either not telling me the truth or giving me a half version of it. I spent most of the week finishing up with the sweaters I was making for the kids. At
Mia leaned down, grabbing my broken phone in her hand before I got the chance to stop her. I did not plan to though, I was too shaken by the last message to move an inch."What the hell is this Chris?" she asked, as her eyes roamed the message, "Is this the reason you have been uneasy all afternoon?" she flashed the messages in my face, confusion, and anger plastered across her face."What's going in here?" Lilian asked, strolling over to us. She had a louder gasp after Mia handed her the phone."Chris, this is scary," she said, eyes darting around in search of what I could not bother to figure out, "who is it?""Sarah," I said with surprising calmness,"S
"The very least you could have done was to tell me," Mia said, rubbing her hand against her forehead as she paced the kitchen. I sat behind the counter, hands under my chin as I waited for her to vent out all of her frustration. It was much easier to deal with her now after Lucas and I had fixed things yesterday, with some talking and well you know the rest.Mia was not upset per se, it was more like she was terrified of what could have happened and I completely understood her anger seeing as I was on the brink of going mad with worry yesterday. All of that was gone through. Lucas was not joking when he said he would it all out of my system and now I just had to convince Mia that it was all gone."I went crazy with worry Chris," she threw her hands in the air.
It was a night to celebrate, yet I could not bring myself to shake off the bad mood seeing that room had put me in all week. Mia's fiancee, Mason had returned and he was meeting the family for dinner tonight. Lucas had noticed my change in behavior towards him, but he was too busy this week to acknowledge it. He had asked a few times why I was gloomy, to which I told him I had caught something and felt a little under the weather.I could not tell which hurt more, the knowledge that he had still not let go of her after those many years or the fact that he was too busy to care about how hurt I was. He was thoroughly occupied with trying to fix the security breach at the Milan branch and I feared he would have to travel there himself to fix things. Mia and Lilan frequented their visits and that was a more than welcome distraction for me, after Sarah's last messag
I stiffened immediately as the words left his mouth. My eyes darted for a second hoping I would see her. Maybe he had seen her, maybe it was really not what my mind was thinking, maybe I had started to hear things or my tired brain had started to mix things up. "Fuck, Sarah," The words rang heavily in my head, and without even knowing it, I cried much harder than before. Lucas realized too really late what he had said, I could tell that from the way he also froze. His hands were still holding my cheek and his lips were still only an inch away, but the deed had been done. The deed had been fucking done. "You called me by her name," I whispered because that was all I had the strength to do, whisper the heavy words.
It was my day off. As if on cue, Mia had come in early that morning, even before I dragged my sad self out of bed and she offered to take care of the kids while I got some free time to myself. If she was worried about my puffy eyes and red nose, she did not show it, but I knew she was only trying to be understanding by not bombarding me with questions. That I was thankful for.I was lucky enough to have missed Lucas this morning, I could not trust myself to not break down into tears at the sight of him after last night. Just the thought of how he had called me her name, and I was sobbing like a broken tap again. It hurt, and even more so because I hardly ever fucking cried and much less over an asshole like Lucas.Yet you love himThe thought was ev
My heart still raced from being startled, and I clutched my chest, trying to regain my composure after the scare. Lucas was on his feet now, eyes wide with rage and his jaws clenched so hard that I thought they would crack any moment."Where the fuck have you been?" he asked again, much louder seeing as I did not answer the first time."You scared me, Lucas," I said, shaking my head, "what were you doing sitting in the dark?""Going crazy worrying about you that's what. But that does not answer my question," he growled, stalking closer to me, "where have you been all day?""It's my day off," I reminded him with a scowl, "surely I am allowed to go out. I do not own all the problems in the world."
"What do you think about this one?" I raised the ball of yarn so Mia could get a better view."Abby would love it," she said, wheeling the cart closer and taking one to get a better look. "She's a pink princess.""So green for Aiden and Pink for Abby, typical twins," I chuckled and filled her cart with the balls in my hand.It had been a week since Lucas and I decided to take a break from each other. The week had been horribly difficult and it was even more difficult on days where we had to go through an activity together with the kids. I realized soon enough that we were both doing a shit job at going with the flow of just employer and employee. So I made the choice to avoid him as much as possible, but that only seemed to make him come closer, clearly, I was not the on
The next morning, Lucas woke up feeling even worse than he felt last night. Mia had gone home last night after she made me promise a thousand promises to call if he did not get better overnight, so I had my hands full with taking care of the kids and looking after Lucas too.The latter was harder though since Lucas would not even admit to being sick."I'm fine, I swear," he grumbled as I put my hand over his head again."No, you're not. People who are fine do not have high temperatures enough to burn up." I leaned back from where I sat on the mattress next to the cold water and towel I used on him all morning. It almost felt weird sitting next to him in the same bed and I worked hard to keep memories of how many times he had taken me on this very bed from my