Areston thinks he can shield me from his past, but what he doesn't realize is I'm already part of it.
The darkness that haunts him? It's the same one that's been chasing me for years.
I've given him everything-my body, my heart, my soul-and still...
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"Are you quite done yet?"
"Not quite. Seriously, pumpkin. Where the fuck was your brain when you made this decision like some stupid fucking teenager? I had warned that bastard not to marry you so fast." Chase is lamenting on the other side of the phone as I make myself a glass of martini. I was expecting him not to receive this news as cheerfully as my best friends did.
I am at my old apartment. Mama surprised me with a demand that she'd like to have dinner with me at my place. I was looking forward to heading home after a grueling work day so I could recuperate in my husband's arms on our first night as a newly wedded couple in our home. I couldn't, however. Mama hasn't seen me for more than a week, especially after the powder room incident.
It's quite unusual for her to demand to have an unplanned dinner with me. That too on a busy weekday and at my place instead of a restaurant with private seating. There was no way I could get myself out of it.
Areston has been busy since noon so I haven't had the chance to speak to him. Horace informed me he has been occupied with a couple of back-to-back meetings and I didn't think it wise to disturb him considering how I'd ignored him myself the whole day due to my own schedule. We have already ignored work for a week and it wouldn't have been wise to continue doing some more.
"We're in love, Chase. That was the obvious next step. What did you want me to do? Wait for another five years until I'm thirty fucking five to marry?"
"Precisely."
I roll my eyes, dumping a couple of olives in the martini without counting. "Marrying him has been my dream since I was a kid."
"He's not the guy you've known since you were a kid."
"But I know the guy he's now and I am still irrevocably in love with him."
"Marry in haste and repent later. Heard of it?"
I grind my jaw at his quip. "We are already living together so it doesn't make sense why we shouldn't have made it official. I am the happiest I have ever been. Can't you be happy for your sister for once and stop being such a pessimist?" I sigh, plonking down one of the chairs surrounding the center island in the kitchen, wincing at the same time because I can still feel my husband between my thighs. The dull ache refuses to leave.
"I am the one who deals with your tantrums when you suffer the repercussions of haste decisions, pumpkin. Don't you fucking dare talk about pessimism!" He hisses.
"There shall be no repercussions on this one. This is it for me, Chase. Areston is my life and I have chosen to be with him come what may. You'd have known what that means if you weren't a fucking robot devoid of human feelings! Even the damn robots these days show more feelings than you."
"Where are you? I'll come see you," he asks, grittingly releasing a heavy exhale and I know I've kind of succeeded in making a point.
"Don't unless you want to meet mama. She's joining me for dinner."
