Abigail never fancied makeup, but she was utterly grateful for her tiny tube of foundation. She hadn’t realised that Theodore had gotten carried away with his love bites until she woke up this morning.She didn’t even go to Jessica’s bachelorette party. After they left the cellar, Theodore and Abigail showered and changed before heading to the dining room. Penny and Brad pretended that they didn’t notice the sudden change in attire. But Jessica was quite blunt with her remarks, even insisting that Abigail stay home, saying she “Must be tired from the long plane ride.”Abigail didn’t protest, and when Jessica returned home sometime after midnight, she spotted Theodore leaving Abigail’s room.Jessica took Abigail to the hotel to get ready, so Abigail hadn’t seen Theodore all morning or afternoon. She made a beautiful bride. Though they had to redo her makeup two times because her panic caused her to sweat and cry, smudging the lines of her eyeliners and making imbalances in her foundat
As the man and a woman, who Abigail assumed was his wife, approached, all she wanted to do was run for the hills. But Theodore smiled at him, too, showing that he knew the doctor quite well.“Doctor Danvers,” both Theodore and Abigail said simultaneously in two different tones, of course.Doctor Danvers beamed at the couple as his eyes settled on Abigail, Theodore’s hand around her waist, then on her stomach.Oh no.“How are you doing?” he asked, staring at Abigail.Abigail gulped. “I’m great. Never been better. I see you know Theodore?”“Ah yes,” Doctor Danvers said, sharing a quick smile with Theodore. “Our families go way back. I actually mentored Jessica when she wanted to be a doctor. Such a shame she gave it up. She had talent.”“Well, that’s Jessica,” Theodore concluded with a chuckle. A brief silence reigned, and Abigail tried to use it to her advantage to get away, but Theodore beat her to it as if just noticing that Doctor Danvers called Abigail’s name and not his.“Wait, ho
Song for final chapter:Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor ft John Legend ***Theodore sat in his office--thoughts filled with Abigail. The last thing he wanted was to entertain thoughts of the tantalising woman who drove him crazy, which was why the first thing he did when they arrived was head straight to his office. But he couldn’t help it. She was a few rooms away, sleeping, and he couldn’t focus on his papers. The last thing he wanted to do was write something in the wrong place. That could be chaotic.He closed the folder and ran his fingers through his hair, exhausted. He’d only slept three hours on the plane, and that’s after Abigail finally fell asleep. He checked the time, seeing that it was minutes after ten a.m. Theodore replayed the past twelve hours in his head after learning about Abigail’s miscarriage.The very thought caused a stab in his heart that he had never felt before. It almost felt as bad as when he lost Abigail. But losing his baby--their baby... It w
"My mother got flowers today--the loveliest she's ever got. Too bad she won't be able to see them this time. She'd smile at them and rest them on the lounge table as a reminder that she was loved."To everyone else, the speech was lovely, but to Abigail, she knew there was nothing but fervent mockery of the whole situation. She eyed the closed box with nothing but contempt. How could one woman be so foolish? So implicitly blind?"I placed them beside her casket because that's where she would want them. Open and bold for everyone to see so that she could have a reason to love him." She said 'him' with so much venom, but the congregation only nodded in blind sympathy, as they knew not what was really in Abigail's heart.Ever since her mother met Mark four yea
"From the top again, Jerry. Tell me the issue." Theodore pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt the hint of a familiar friend coming to visit. His headache.Jerry, Theodore's COO and oldest friend, held the document firmly in his hand that Theodore refused to take."I just finished processing the reports from the Italian winery. Apparently, the reason why the production has been so slow, is because 2000 acres of the vineyard is infected with Grapevine Trunk Disease," Jerry explained as he glanced over the report.It had been appalling news to him too when he first read over the file only an hour ago. But it surely explained the production, or lack of, rather, with the Italian vineyard.This upset Theodore even more. In the wine business, that was probably one of the worst things that could've happened. "For how long?"Jerry gulped as he eyed the file again, even though he knew. "Uh-six months, sir." T
Theodore couldn't sleep all night. Every time he closed his eyes, all he saw was a tiny woman running own the bare streets of Queens, with fear filled eyes and the tiniest piece of clothing a woman could ever wear.The sun had barely risen, and he was already in his kitchen, sipping coffee and skipping through yesterday's paper, even though his mind couldn't focus on what he had been reading.Theodore positioned himself directly where he knew he would see when she should appear from the stairs, but he had no clue what he'd say or do.How would she even react? Will she think he took advantage of her? Maybe.
"You're late, Abigail." She stopped dead in her tracks as she held in a wince. Abigail had hoped that she could've gotten past her boss' office without him taking notice of her tardiness, but it's like he'd been waiting for her to just pop up out of the blue. Abigail spun on her heels with worry etched on her face as she came eye to eye with the man. The manager of SHI Enterprises, who she answered to directly, gazed at her with an arched eyebrow. Since her office was down the corridor from his, she knew it was a long shot trying to sneak past without him realizing. "I apologize, Mr. Hasnic. I-" He held up a silencing hand at her, and her heart plummeting in relief when his familiar smile lit his features.
Saturday couldn’t have taken any longer to arrive.It had been a tortuous twelve hours for Theodore, as he couldn’t find himself having peace with the thought of meeting Abigail again.He still didn’t know what he'd 'talk' to her about, and he acknowledged that the only reason why she agreed was because she was curious about what he needed to say to her. They didn’t necessarily agree to have coffee like normal people. Abigail asked why he'd sought her out and he told her that he needed to talk to her about something.Why didn’t he just be normal and simply ask her to catch up or something?Nonetheless, seeing her under these terms was better than not seeing