Trinket ✔️

CH-19

"Her Child"

2025

Memories bring back, memories bring back you.

All his guilt and shame, his unrecognized pleasure, his sins, his treatments everything was challenging him to sit straight in front of her, he was wrong and he did wrong, was clearly imprinted in his head.

what did it take? his wife, his health, one year, and his son's childhood that's it. it doesn't even sound simple.

Paul and Ivy were sitting together and Owen was opposite to them, the drawing-room was cream in shade with glass claddings, a vintage turquoise and grey sofa with a furry carpet, and a baby blue cushioned table.

Lights were dimmed, bright daylight on their faces, and don't talk about the fragrance, it was like they were sitting in the garden.

Expressions on paul's face were very monotonous, he was rarely interested in listening to Owen's bullshit and Ivy was just in another thought of what she did earlier. She liked it and she should not. oh god!

"So, did you guys decide?" asked Owen with his blank face, he just wanted an answer and he didn't want to face or show the pain he was feeling right after what happened in the washroom.

his heart was aching and he didn't want to show it to Ivy who betrayed him, he loved her, he changed himself for her, he lost his whole year and here she was decorating her life, with his son and another man.

if that's what she wanted, she can have it, he will not beg, never.

"There is nothing to decide, Mr. Jacksonville..." paul said with an irritated face and just wanted to do the daily routine. He wanted things to happen on time, and according to him, Owen was wasting his time on a stupid conversation.

"We let you stay in our guesthouse be generous, but you seriously are a bad person, roaming around in someone else's house and sneaking in their kid's room like some psycho and fcuking someone else's wi..." paul stopped right at the word wife when he realized what he said.

he was angry and irritated with Ivy as well, that how could she do that to him and herself after all the bad things this man did to her but then again he is no one to question her as they both are free to do anything.

Owen was just staring at Ivy when he heard Paul's words and noticed that she was lost in her own world.

"Ivy..." Paul looked at her called her name loudly she stupidly came out of her world and asked what happened. Paul exhaled a deep breath and stood up from the sofa.

"It's your decision Ivy, whatever you want you can do." just when Paul was about to leave she held his wrist and asked him to stay "Pauli why are you saying this, I care about your decisions," Ivy said with her generous face. Paul looked back at her and blabbed "As if you!" with that he jerked her hand and left with the hope that she will make the right decision.

Ivy was just looking at his disappearing figure and her lower lip was in her teeth grip. Owen on the other hand was just seeing the drama happening in front of him, how Paul was jealous, how Ivy was thinking about him, How she called him with a nickname, she never called him with a nickname, and dare she held his hand.

but he was not in the situation to say anything because he himself was sitting there with a heavy heart and if he sees any prodigious behaviors of Ivy he sure will start crying in front of her. so he just remained quiet and looked everywhere but her.

She sat back in her place and her eyes fell on Owen who was ignoring every eye contact with her, she felt a little pain in her heart but she has to clear this situation as soon as possible, she definitely didn't want those bad things to happen to her again.

"What do you want Owen?" she asked

"You know, just give me Niall, and I'll leave," he stood up from his chair and was ready to leave the house where he was defeated by the very love, he thought was anything.

Ivy felt something strange in her heart, she was not expecting Owen to take this situation lightly, she thought he would give her a hard time and will force her to come back with him but he, he just simply asked Niall and nothing more. he didn't want her back, was she just his toy?, whom he used and left, was she, not his Ivy to whom he always mentioned "you are mine.". so many emotional battles were going inside her head and she just wanted to explode.

without even thinking she hugged him from his back and held him captive in her small grip, she just wanted the answers, what was between him and her, and why she was not being able to leave it behind after all these years.

he statued at his place when he felt her hands snaking around his waist and a lone tear fell from his eyes. He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help it. after all, he was a human too.

"why, why did you do all this to me..? I loved you with all my heart, I took everything you gave me pain, insult, pressure. you forced yourself on me but still, I didn't leave you, you killed our children, you didn't even let me meet our families, you even tried numerous times to kill Niall... why?? why are you so cruel... why my love was not enough for you to feel my pain and our kids' deaths, why? why do you only want Niall after all of this, was I just FCUKING TOY to you, tell me Owen tell me...???" she turned him around to face him, he was being able to feel her tears from his wet shirt.

but when she turned him around and saw his face, she was taken aback by his appearance.

he was crying too, his nose was red, his eyes were shooting thunder, his lips were quivering and he was looking at her with no hope. she saw this face and this side for the first time, it hurt her after seeing him like that.

she realized whatever he did to her and had done to her, she made him feel the same. Because my friend, He was crying with his soul just like Ivy did.

He looked at her, she looked at him, all four eyes were saying that how much they love to see each other, but both of their lips were not yet ready to accept.

But that was not the destiny they shared "You are pregnant with his child." said Owen with a lone tear falling from his eye.