Liz Walters arrived to her hometown and immediately, she found herself standing in front of her house, the same house she’d escaped. How long she stood in the doorway she didn’t know, but when she realized she needed to do something, rather than just stand there and stare, she realized that her cheeks were wet with tears.Tears for Adrian… for their initial budding relationship… for what had happened and now this reunion with her grandparents…A new concern…A new fear…She’d told herself she was brave enough to do this, but was she ready to face them? She’d barely made it through before. Walking out of Adrian house with her luggage had been like leaving a piece of her heart behind.She’d known she’d never be the same again… at least not any time soon.Lifting a hand, she knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door. She braced herself, preparing herself to face her grandparents but then, she felt apprehensive…Just as she turned to leave, she heard the door opening beh
That night when Mrs. Walters came to check on Liz, she found her deep asleep. She’d heard her crying when she’d left her bedroom earlier. “She must have wept herself to sleep.” She mumbled to herself.She sat down beside her and then, lightly brushed her fingers across her forehead. Liz looked so worn out, she thought to herself as she gently shook her on the shoulder to wake her up. She gave her a few minutes and watched as she slowly pried her eyes open.Liz saw her grandma leaning above her. “Gram,” she gulped, sitting up against her pillows. “What time is it?”“”It’s seven o’clock. Dinner is ready…” her grandma murmured. “Do you want to go down or do you want me to bring yours upstairs?”“Did you eat?” Liz asked, looking at her with heavy eyes.The trip back home had been one hell of a ride. She felt so drained out that she hadn’t realized when she’d fallen asleep.“I wanted to eat with you,” her grandma reached forward and held her hands.“Can we eat here?” Liz did not want to go
Liz Walters stirred when her alarm woke her. Groaning, she blindly reached out to grab her clock and switch off the irritating noise, then flopped back against her pillows.It’s been a month since she’d returned home. Things have been so different from when she’d run away. She believed her grandma has spoken to his grandpa and the air has been strangely calm and light, not oppressive like it’d been before.Although at first her grandpa had seemed a bit angry and close off around her, he’d gradually eased up to his wife’s new set of rules and to having Liz back in the house.One night, he’d started a conversation, one which Liz was trying to avoid at all cost – regarding the family business. He wanted to inform Liz, not like he hadn’t done so before for a hundred times already, that she would have to take over the family business.She was already aware that she would have to take care of it someday but she wasn’t ready yet. And, her grandpa never wasted a second to educate her about th
“Ooh, no thanks. I’ll just have some juice.” Liz shook her head.“Dieting?”Liz laughed, dipping past her grandpa to open the fridge and look inside. There was some grape juice, so she poured herself a glass of that.“There’s a group meeting that we should be present for. Will you be at the office?” Her grandpa asked.Of course she will be! She was glad he changed the subject. Focusing on her office related work, on her career, the future – that was what she should be thinking about right now. Nothing else should be of any concern to her.“Yeah, what is it about?”“The IT department will be presenting a proposal of their model. They want to include the AI system. I think it might be good idea but…” he took a second before finally saying, “well, we’ll see.”Liz nodded, remembering reading about how quickly AI is being introduced to the public. It would indeed be great to try and see the way in which it can be used in the production of phones.“It will be my first time having a meeting
Liz Walters swallowed nervously. “No, it’s okay! I won’t be long, and then I’ll be right back, good as new.” She attempted another weak smile.“Alright,” Xander gave her a nod before getting inside the elevator.Once the elevator doors slide closed, she exhaled a sigh of relief. She was so close to getting caught. If she’d blurted out anything she wasn’t supposed to say, words would have gotten directly to her grandpa. That was something she did not want to happen right now.She wore her jacket. It was getting cold outside. It would look odd if she’s said she was going out but didn’t take her coat.Walking out, she nodded a greeting at one of the receptionists she vaguely recognized.It didn’t take long for her to find a pharmacy which was not that far yet not that close to the company. It was a few blocks down the road to the left. She checked her surroundings before going inside.She went straight to the first lady she saw working behind the counter.The woman in her late thirties l
Liz Walters went home and immediately found herself in her bedroom.How long she stood with her back against her bedroom door she didn’t know, but when she realized she needed to do something, rather than just stand there and stare at nothing in particular, she noticed that tears she’d been trying to hold back had started rolling down her cheeks.Those were tears for her pitiful life…for her contract marriage… for what had happened with Adrian and now this pregnancy.She’d initially thought that everything would be okay after she’d left everything behind and returned home but she was so wrong!There was a new concern, a new fear and a new reminder of Adrian about to turn her life upside down.She’d told herself that she was brave enough to do this but was she really now that she was pregnant? Walking out of her office with a partially inflated belly had been like leaving her reasoning behind.When she had left Adrian behind, she’d known right there and then that she’d never be the sam
Liz Walters woke to waves of nausea and staggered sleepily toward the bathroom, hoping she wasn’t about to throw up all over her bedroom floor. Thankfully, she made it, and washed her face afterwards, rinsing her mouth with water and blinking tiredly at her reflection.I look awful. Where’s that glow everyone usually talks about while pregnant? She thought.Downstairs, dressed and ready for work, she stared at the breakfast the cook made them for today and felt nausea so she searched through the contents of the fridge and the cupboards for inspiration. She needed to eat, but what would stay down?There was a packet of chocolate cookies, half empty, so she grabbed a couple of those and ate them. It seemed to help, so she packed some to eat in the office in case she couldn’t eat the lunch her grandma had packed for her and drank a glass of juice before heading to work.She felt apprehensive working alongside her grandpa since she was struggling with her emotions around people nowadays.
Almost against her own will, Liz let her eyes trail lower. Her heart kicked up yet another gear as she fought to control the hallow breaths that jostled inside.If she didn’t know better, she might have thought that nothing has changed. He looked as fit, honed, as lethal as ever. And her fingers practically itched to reach out and test it for herself.But, she knew that he wasn’t the same man she’d met that night at that bar, he wasn’t the same man she’d loved and he definitely wasn’t the same man who used to make her feel loved.That night they had an argument, she’d seen another side of him, a side she would never want to see again. A side of him that could only see the flaws in her character and the mistakes she committed but it was all part of his imagination, all part of what that person who’d sent him pictures of her and Ivan together, wanted Adrian to believe.But, she was wronged, not just by that person but by Adrian as well. She was blamed for committing mistakes she never d