The Reason Why (SAMPLE ONLY!)

Four

A/N: Hello everyone! It's a weekend and it's update time! 

Today's photo above is Stephen Heath, portrayed by Jack Huston. I really liked this guy from the Longest Ride. He played Ira Levinson. 

Until tomorrow'a update. Enjoy and Happy reading!

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A day before the week ended, I got a knocked on my door from a few tech guys from the telecommunication company to install the Internet router on the house. By the afternoon, I plunged into reading a whole book of the digital copy Luke sent me from my lawyers. On the email, the lawyer advised I took on a different person who specialized on the field. With that note, there was a sour look on my face. At thirty, I was the first person who was in my circle of friends getting a divorce.

After spending a whole afternoon reading my rights and how to proceed with the case, I held up my hand in defeat. When I first thought of filing the papers after that day, I decided on doing most of the work myself. It was conceited to be confident of my own connections – since in this situation I had only one person.

With a grim look, I picked up my cellphone and quickly went through the contacts until I found the right name to call. It rang twice before someone picked up.

"So it seemed you've got in that hard head of yours to finally call me." An all too familiar voice answered with sarcasm, giving me a little flash back when I was young and called her whenever I got in trouble.

"Hello, Aunt Solane. I'm sorry I hadn't called in for awhile," I replied in defeat, trying to get her sympathy.

"It's okay, Kyle. After not seeing you for almost three months now, I think I'd grown accustomed of not hearing your voice," she pointed dryly, understanding the under tone of guilt she tired to pull.

"Again, I'm sorry. I'd been busy with the new restaurant in Chicago," I explained, trying to cool it off plainly without sounding defensive.

"I understand, Kyle. I was there at the opening and I know how busy you are. But at least call me once a month," she stated with a sigh.

"I would put it on the top things needed to do every month," I remarked cheekily, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Always the charmer," she cooed with a chuckle. "So, I assumed you called me not because to check in and apologize for not calling... and from the gossip magazine I'd read, I think I should be sending you an expensive bottle of whiskey," she said with a incisive tone.

"So you heard the news..."

"Why hadn't you called me about this? How long had this been going between you two?"

"From what I know, for a while. The gossip magazines had implied it gone for years now. I feel so stupid for being oblivious. I mean, I noticed something, but not this!" I abruptly stopped talking when I noticed my voice getting louder.

"Did your sister know about this?" she asked after a brief silent from my outburst.

"No. I hadn't called Crissy yet, but she might know now after the news spread."

"Did you know before the press printed the article?"

"I did. And it so happened when I found out the paparazzi where there too."

"I'm sorry, dear. I'd never wished this to happen with you or Cristine."

"Uhm..." There was a short paused as I let out a heavy sigh.