WHAT HAPPENED AT DINNER

LOLAIt was already several minutes into breakfast and Connor wasn't at the table.I looked from his plate of poached eggs and irish fries to the next person's and then the next until I had gone round the table and then back to my own pity plate of a medium sized garden egg sliced in halves and a cooked egg missing its yolk — the one thing that makes boiled eggs bearable for me."Eat up," Eddy nodded with a mouthful like he could read my thoughts.I ignored him---I wish I could. I wasn't sure when I prompted my head for a nod and then my hand had moved, cutting a tiny bit of the white fruit with my knife and going ahead to launch it into my mouth and then I chewed, the next bite sadder than the previous.Then, Greg, my father in-law, spoke.That was when it kind of became obvious that it wasn't just me and Eddy on the table, and somehow, that it wasn't just Connor that was absent, Freddy was too.I wanted to get worried. I wanted to wonder if Freddy had decided to never come for bre

NOT A JOKE. NOT A DREAM.

LOLA"See me as soon as you can," Greg had beckoned to me while I cleared the table after breakfast that morning.Not like the in-house chefs couldn't clean up after us, it was just my way of getting things off my mind that morning.After I had wiped the table dry, I dropped the napkin against its hanger with a low sigh then looked up to see Mrs. Adama smiling warmly at me, her fingers intertwined and hanging in front of her, against the face of her flowery apron.I wasn't ready for whatever she had up her sleeves this morning, so I forced a smile back, walking past her towards the stairs.I heard her sigh softly behind me and I think she had said something, but I didn't care.Broken, disappointed and desperate for a way out of how dejected and rejected I was feeling at the moment, I made my way to the only room on the ground floor — my father in-law's.I was sure he wasn't in the sitting room, he hadn't gone out — his bedroom being the only other place he could be.I didn't even bot

BACK TO MY SENSES

LOLA"Do you want something?"I had already processed a million emotions when his next words came through."I can order you something if breakfast was not to your liking. It's not too late to eat a proper breakfast."My heart sank into my stomach and I couldn't hold myself back from gasping in shattered hopes.My hands were shivering so much, I had to clasp them together tightly to stay calm, all this while, Greg's gaze never leaving me.My lips trembled against the wetness pooling fast between my legs, attempting to run down my thighs. All I needed at that moment was a good digging, but of course, I couldn't do it in the presence of my father-in-law, right inside his bedroom — that would be a very crazy stunt to pull.But what if he was holding back because I wasn't given him any sign to forge forward.What if---"It's okay. Think about it and say something," he said, standing from the bed at the same time, then heading towards the gigantic glass closet that stood at a corner of the

IF I DON'T...

EDDY"Dr. Connor Millow!" I exclaimed, intentionally refusing to look up from the opened document on my tablet, my fingers holding up my tea cup mid air.My study was sacred and everybody, including Connor, knew not to bother me whenever I was behind its doors.But somehow, my best friend, Connor Millow, who was also the family doctor and happens to be the first unfortunate idiot that dares to desire my wife lustfully bypasses the no disturb order anytime he was in my house.So, when I had gone in for my quiet afternoon tea moment and the door swung open twenty minutes later, I knew it could only be one person."Was bedeutet das?" he spoke in German, a certain heaviness hanging between the words.I took a small sip from my tea cup, trying my best to hold down the hate threatening to become a fully fledged contempt in my heart for this man."What do you mean, doctor?" I asked, letting the cup down on the side stool and dropping my tablet into the sofa to look at him squarely."What is

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WHAT HAPPENED AT DINNER

NOT A JOKE. NOT A DREAM.

BACK TO MY SENSES

IF I DON'T...