Chapter 71
-NAOMI AOMI
I smuggle into Circean’s hug. Though I am still surprised by his affectionate side, I still take my opportunity and snuggle into his embrace like his
child
I still can’t pin down what is making me so emotional but I know part of it, maybe a little bit of it stirs from the brief humiliation with Charles. And then comes the rest of everything.
“It’s okay” Circenn sounds awkward as he tries to pass a sense of comfort to me.
The scent of Circenn’s skin is wa
warn
and inviting, a comforting blend that feels like home.
Beneath the crisp, refreshing notes of his cologne, with its hints of mint and lavender, lies a deeper, more subtle aroma that speaks directly to my
senses.
It’s a scent that whispers familiarity and security, like a warm embrace on a cold day,
As I breathe in deeper, my senses relax, feeling like I’ve finally found a place where I can drift off.
He notices my serenity and invites me fully
His big hands move to settle on the crane of my hips and he gently taps me.
My body sparks to life, craving the gentle touch of Circenn’s hand on my bare skin, rather than the fabric of my dress.
It’s as if my skin is hungering for his contact, longing to feel his warmth and gentleness directly, without any barriers.
The realization sends a shiver through me, my nerves tingling with anticipation, my heart racing with fright.
How stupid can I be
Just a slight comfort from this man and my stupid hormones are acting up-
I immediately break our intimate hug because I don’t trust myself to remain still, and I sniff my left over tears.
“Thanks” I huff. “That was so childish of me, I have no idea where that came from”
I wipe my lashes carefully,
“It’s okay”
He says, and I notice his right hand is now on my thighs.
1 remain composed.
Im sorry if I ever made you feel like you were getting it with Charles Circenn behind ruefully and his choice of words makes me laugh. His eyes sparkle as he gawks at me: Surprised at my laugh.
I know he can be a jerk sometimes, but I’m glad he knows how to be witty and careless with his words,
I hate his jerk side, his sudden changes in demeanor every now and then is alarming, but if I can be comforted by the same man I thought was a beast with his words, maybe he’s not a beast after all.
Maybe he’s one that got a nail stuck into his foot.
“Did I Did I say anything funny?” He looks at me.
I shake my head, concealing my laugh.
“You didn‘”
His face softens.
It’s nier you can laugh like this when by sunrise we’ll both be on the papers and every internet page, you, Charles, Kimberly and even the boys maybe”
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Crap
He’s right
My heart starts to ache again.
As the car’s amber light illuminates his face, I wimess a fleeting moment of vulnerability.
Circent’s usual composure slips, and his expression falters, revealing a glimpse of turmoil beneath the surface.
His eyes seem to glaze over, and his features tense, as if his thoughts are racing wildly beyond his control.
To be honest, I feel sorry for him.
I shouldn’t, but I do.
Silence falls between us and 1 sigh.
“I literally don’t know what to think” I say honestly.
This feels like a storm, but a thick silence during the storm
I don’t know when I s
xay,
“Is Hannah really your daughter?”
He pauses and then nods.
“The DNA we did said so
I sigh
*Well I’m happy for her
I am, but it still stings.
“There’s nothing to be excited about. I’m caught in a dilemma” Circenn sighs.
“A dilemma? Be realistic, four years ago, you showed me a printed proof of being infertile, but look at you having three kids. It’s miraculous and everything you should be grateful for” I nod.
“It is a miraculous thing indeed, but Circenn sighs and kisses his teeth in annoyance. “It’s not that I don’t want Hannah in my life. I freaking want a kid, but I was fine before Kimberly stepped in with her. I do not want to sound ungrateful but I just feel. I was happy!”
I can vividly hear the emotion in Circenn’s voice and I know exactly what he means,
He likes his boys more than I can ever imagine.
It warms my heart
“Even if the DNA says Hannah’s mine, 1 just still don’t see that connection. I know I sound juvenile but it’s true. I don’t.”
He sighs
“I’m sorry” I say out of words.
“You don’t have to apologize, and I just don’t have Hannah, I have Kimberly to deal with with her bullshit legally ma
Circenn stops talking and looks at me.
“I know, don’t worry” 1 shake my head
He looks at me, surprised.
I can’t tell him Elena told me.
“Loverbrand you on the phone once I lie.
1:12 AM
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Luckily he doesn’t try to quilt me into looking suspicious.
He sights
“Sadly, Kimberly never got our divorce papers notarised, so we’re still legally married. But it’s okay, I have everything under control”
The air between us is heavy with a palpable sense of sorrow, and it’s settling deep within me, making my heart feel schy and tender.
The atmosphere is oppressive, and I can’t help but feel a deep emotional pain that’s both suffocating and overwhelming from Circen to me.
He says it’s okay, but under that really sculptured face,
I can tell he’s not.
“You don’t have to console me about it, I know you have everything about me, and it’s not a problem if you would like to remarry Kimberly if you and I eventually break off, I know you once loved her so much” I say, and I hope he doesn’t sense the sadness in my voice,
God I sound like a jealous teenager.
Circenn’s face transforms in an instant, his eyes narrowing and his jaw clenching as his features harden into a mask of rage.
The transformation is striking.
“What the hell do you mean by that?” His jaw makes a shift.
“I’m just saying, I mean I stop talking to glance at the driver.
“You know how we are. So I’m just trying to tell you that it is okay if you leave, you don’t have to assure me ab-
“Just stop fucking talking“ Circeno slams.
I stop talking because the entire car has taken over with his voice.
“You do this every darn time” He sounds hurt.
I am confused.
“Do what?” I say.
“You let me in on something and then take it all away” He slams.
“What?” I’m deadly confused.
“Circenn, I don’t understand,” I say.
Circenn’s voice is laced with disdain as he spits out the words,
“Like Charles said, our marriage may be nothing more than a piece of paper, but I thought… foolishly believed we had something more. Something. I don’t know.”
His scoff is a harsh rebuke, a bitter acknowledgment that our union is nothing more than a farce, a sham.
Had something!
He’s being really concealed with his words. I can’t understand what he wants to say and mean.
But I know one thing
sing for sure.
He’s trying to call me selfish again.
He says I give and take.
He was the one who invited me in, then accused me of taking advantage of him. I refuse to rehash that painful argument, not tonight, not ever. The topt is closed, locked away, and I won’t be drawn into another round of acrimony and heartache.
“What do you want from me Cincenn?” I shake my head at him.
“Do you really want me to get maumed to Kimberly, again?” He rejects my question and retorts
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My entire body is insanely still.
Why th
the heck would he ask me that?
“If that would make you happy then sure, just please be involved in my boys life” I shake my head.
He scoff.
“You’re unbelievable”
“I’m serious. We’re a papered couple. Do what makes you happy 1 add.
“Stop fuckin saying that!” He yells
I’m tired of him yelling without trying to prove his point.
“Then what about your life?” He continues.
“What?” I look up at him.
“Don’t you want me in your life! Do you think I’m not happy with you in mine! Do you hate me so much that you can’t wa
come to an end?” He seethes.
I pause, yet again.
Hate him?
for our contract to
I don’t hate him, but maybe I’m sick and tired of how His personality can flip–flop like a light switch, going from warm and humanly, to cold and jerk–like in a heartbeat.
His constant mood swings are emotionally draining, and I’m fed up with our back–and–forth bickering. It’s like walking on eggshells, never knowing which version of him I’ll get.
“Who says anything about Hate!” I ask. “Everyone deserves to be with who they love. And I know for sure you and I don’t share that, i am just trying to be reasonable here”
“You know what?” He begins. “With this Kimberly bullshit and stupid Charles,
He stops talking and watches my eyes, waiting for a reaction.
“Should we put an end to this marriage once and for all!”
His voice is soft and low, it seems like it’s coming from an entirely different person.
I don’t know but his words make my vision zoom out and my heart to skip a beat,
“You want to end this?” ask.
“Yes, let’s get a divorce, like you’ve wanted”
