Soar With Me (✔️)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

Warren

Out of all the days, it's going to rain tonight. The irony isn't lost on me.

I wonder if Evelyn is aware of the weather. Between the two of us, she's been eager to kiss me. Not that I'm not. I've been yearning to kiss her for ten years. I have it so much worse than her.

At this point, my patience is tickling down like the last drops of blood before the soul leaves the body.

Opening the fridge I retrieve the ingredients for the soup. It'll be hot and soothe her petrified nerves. Plus she loves it.

How do I know? She ate two bowls of it and licked every last drop. Of course, she didn't compliment me. But the connection we share sent me the message loud and clear.

Taking the cutting board I put the vegetables on it and start slicing through them. I try once, twice, thrice, but I can't shake off the way my hands tremble as I attempt to achieve such a mundane task.

I never lose control. It's my calm that's kept me sane through some of the most difficult times of my life. But right now, I'm losing it molecule by molecule.

I'm losing control over myself because my pieces are scattered.

Anger, guilt, regret, sorrow, relief, happiness. There are so many emotions, vibrant like a rainbow, coalescing together to form a kaleidoscope inside of me. I can't distinguish between what I'm actually feeling.

"Sir." Aiden brings me back to reality. "I can do that for you." He adds.

I resent that I'm falling apart. But I hate that it's happening in front of my bodyguards. The two individuals who've never seen me discomposed.

"No need." I brush him off and continue slicing through the carrot. Somehow I accidentally let the sharp edge of the knife caress my finger. I pull away and search for a washcloth. Putting it against the open wound I lean against the counter and let my head fall.

I'm fucking losing it.

Aiden ignores me and takes over my place. He starts slicing through the carrots with incredible precision and speed. As if he's done that a hundred times before.

Tristan hands me a piece of cotton to put against the cut.

I don't say anything to him because I'm embarrassed.

After a few minutes he gives me a bandaid and I put it on.

When I look at him he nods.

"You both need to leave."

Aiden is the one who stands up to me. "Respectfully sir, let us help you. We're sad about whatever happened to Ms. Melgren. She's the nicest and sweetest woman ever. I don't know if you know this but whenever we're over at her office, she gets her assistant to give us coffee and bagels. Sometimes even pizza. Which is against our diet, but we don't refuse because she doesn't let us. Also, she always asks us to come inside."

All of this is new information to me. I can't believe Evelyn is nice to my bodyguards, especially Tristan. He tried to hurt her to protect me.

"I didn't know that." My voice is firm as the fogginess of my anxiety dissipates.

I leave the kitchen and enter Evelyn's bedroom. The sheets on the bed are crumpled and there's no sign of Evelyn. My eyes narrow on the bathroom door that's opened.

Taking large steps I stand five feet away from it and ask. "Evelyn, can I come in?"

Instead of coherent words, I hear her puking her guts out and I rush inside in worry.