Abigail Hayes~•~According to George, it was ‘bring your wife to work day’.He told me he didn’t want me to be alone at home, but I was certain it was because he wanted company. I’d thought George was doing fine, but he was just doing a great job at pretending to be fine.When I woke up at night, I saw him going through an online shop on his laptop; a shop that sold baby items. I wasn’t certain I saw clearly, but I thought I saw a tear slip down his cheeks.Unfortunately, he noticed I was awake and quickly closed the tab. I asked him if he was okay. He smiled and returned the question before we went back to sleep. I was worried but he didn’t give me the chance to ask about it so I couldn’t.George and I came to a stop in front of his secretary with his hand wrapped around my waist.“Good morning, sir.” She stood up to greet him when she saw him in front of her. “Good morning, ma’am.”Instead of returning her greetings, George said. “Take a good look at her,” he gestured to me. “She’s
Abigail Hayes~•~I was taken aback by the silver metal resting inside the drawer. Was it a toy gun? But what the hell would he be doing with a toy in the first place? He wasn’t the kind of man to keep toys.But I also didn’t think he was the kind of man to keep guns!What was I supposed to do? With my heart beating faster than ever, I held the gun and it felt heavy in my hand. Who exactly was George and what other secrets did he have?I tried to rack my brain to think of a good reason he’d have a gun but nothing came up. He was such a workaholic and spent most of his time in the office that he didn’t have the time to work another job. Was he a secret spy?I quickly placed the gun back in the drawer and locked it, dropping the keys on the table. I didn’t think I could face George anymore. I was bad at lying and it would be obvious I was uncomfortable around him. He would ask me what was wrong and I would end up blurting what I saw. Who knew if he’d have to kill me then?Going through
George Galanti~•~Abigail was acting pretty weird.I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know what it was about. It wasn’t like her to suddenly disappear after I brought her to the office myself. It made me wonder what had happened for her to rush off like that, dropping a silly note that she was on her way home so I could concentrate on my work.The worst part was that she still didn’t go back home. She went to her friend’s place and when I tried to reach her, she refused to take my calls. After that, she turned off her phone.So you could understand why I wasn’t in the mood to work anymore.“Did anyone come into the office while I was gone?” I asked my secretary when she came inside my office.She shook her head. “No, sir. Only Mrs. Galanti was inside until she told me to tell you she was leaving.”Despite being pleased with the way she was addressed, I frowned. That meant it didn’t have to do with anyone else. She was avoiding me for some reason I couldn’t fathom and that reaso
Abigail Hayes~•~Maya and I had been thinking of the different possibilities as to why my husband would possess a gun. We hadn’t even been talking for more than thirty minutes before we heard a knock on the door.I was so not expecting him but as soon as I heard him calling out my name, I panicked and ran away.I could hear him speaking with Maya and I wasn’t even surprised when he caught her in a lie. She was worse than me when it came to lying. She couldn’t lie to save her life.I didn’t know what to do. He was walking toward my former room, which meant he already knew I was inside. He had a lot to do at work today. Why was he here? What about his meetings? Did he realize that I saw the gun? I kept it exactly where I saw it.Was I supposed to pretend to be sleeping? Would he leave then?I saw the handle of the door twist and I started pacing around. “Abigail.” He called out from outside the door. “Don’t ignore me. I just saw you run in.”I winced. What now? Was I meant to open the
George Galanti~•~Abigail gasped at my words. “You’re a mafia boss?”I rolled my eyes. She was probably reading too many books that romanticized the mafia. “You’ve seen me at work. I don’t have the time to rule over a bunch of dumb people who think acquiring things illegally is the fastest way to success.” I scoffed. “Violence is also their second nature. I cannot be part of that.”She cocked her head in confusion. “So you’re not a mafia boss?”“No, I’m not, Abby.”“Then?”My tongue poked the inside of my cheek. While I said I couldn’t be part of such a group, I was still affiliated with them. “You saw Enrico the other day.”“Yes…” her voice trailed off.I’d been keeping her away from that part of my life for a long long while. I never wanted her to know about Enrico, not because I didn’t trust her but because I didn’t trust him. Once she knew about him, I didn’t know what he would do to her.Our partnership had always been confidential. Charles found out about it by chance and I mad
Abigail Hayes~•~I felt bad sending George back home without following him but as I said, I needed time to sort through my thoughts. That day, when he left, I received a long text message telling me about everything in his life, including his birth parents’ names and their histories which I had no business learning about. According to him, he wanted to be very transparent with me.His effort was cute.It had only been a night without him but it wasn’t an easy one. I kept tossing and turning. I’d gotten so used to sleeping with him that sleeping alone was torture. Was this what it meant to depend on someone?I was able to get through the night though and when morning came, I decided to visit my mother. She and Olivia were the only ones I hadn’t seen after the incident. When I got to the house, I was welcomed by Olivia who engulfed me in a big long hug as she opened the door for me. I threw my arms over her shoulders and we stayed in that position until my mum came out of her room.
Abigail Hayes~•~After our lunch together, Olivia said she had plans with her friends and didn’t go back home with us.My mom asked me if I had other plans and was happy when I told her I didn’t, even if she tried to make it subtle. She loved spending time with us and as soon as I moved to the dorms for college, she made sure to call me every day.Over the years, the frequency with which she called me reduced but every time she did, she was always urging me to go home.She suddenly wanted to bake cookies when we were back home and I had a feeling she had looked up bonding activities for mother and daughter some time ago. Chuckling to myself, I nodded and started helping her with sieving the flour.As we worked, we discussed a lot of things and laughed about my childhood memories, even the ones including my father and that was when I decided to talk about what we never really talked about, but that was because of the conversation George and I had the previous day“Mom,” I called out q
George Galanti~•~It had been weeks. Abigail said she was going to call when she was ready. I had thought it would take a few days for her to be ready or at least, a week. I didn’t know I still wouldn’t be hearing from her three weeks later.She didn’t take my calls. She didn’t let me see her and I was beginning to think it was a problem other than the stuff with Enrico. Speaking of Enrico, I had to terminate our contract and he didn’t like that, but I didn’t care.Abigail wanted me to be a good person. I knew just as much as she did that I wasn’t going to automatically become a good person, but I had to try for her. I really didn’t want to lose her and it seemed like she was already slipping through my fingers.Our relationship over the months hadn’t been the best. We went from casual fucking to fighting to getting her pregnant and getting married because of her pregnancy. Even if I was happy to marry her, it didn’t change the fact that we didn’t marry under normal circumstances. T