Anisha Hayes stayed in a broken marriage for fourteen years, just so she could give her children the family she had always desired. It wasn't the easiest decision. It wasn't the right decision.
And now, five months ago, she got a letter. A letter th...
Amanda shook her head, with regret and guilt as she stared at Ryan. She had ruined a family.
She was just like her step-mother.
"I need to speak to your father." She spoke with desperation. She needed to talk to Andrew. She needed to confess. She needed to tell him the truth.
He needed to know the truth. The truth about everything. About his sister. About Mira. About Anisha's illness.
"Leave. Whatever talking you have to do, you can do at work." And he quickly tried to shut the door before she could say another word.
He didn't want his mother to see his father's girlfriend. His mother didn't deserve that. And he couldn't help but resent his father for cheating, for lying and for hurting his mother.
She tried to push open the door, afraid but determined, refusing to let Ryan close the door. She had to tell Andrew. She was going to tell Andrew.
He needed to know. He had to know.
"Who's at the door?" Andrew slowly looked between his son and Amanda. He gave his son a pleading look, hoping his son would trust that Andrew hadn't asked her to come over.
But Ryan simply looked away.
"I was just telling your girlfriend to get lost." Ryan looked between the two with disgust. And he couldn't believe Amanda had the nerve to show up at the house. The house where her boyfriend lived with his wife and two kids.
And still, the last thing he wanted was for his mother to see his father's mistress.
"I'll take care of it." Andrew sighed, frustrated.
He had made everything clear to Amanda last night. And he didn't know what else she could possibly want.
He didn't want Amanda. He wanted Anisha.
He needed to talk to Anisha.
He wanted a fresh start. He wanted a new start, a new start with Anisha. Because he loved Anisha.
And he just hoped Amanda would simply leave already. He didn't want her. He had made that clear, time and time again.
He nodded to Ryan, telling him to leave. In the past year, he was well-aware of how that one time Ryan had seen him with Amanda had clearly affected his relationship with his son. And he didn't need Ryan to loathe him anymore.
Ryan took a seat on the sofa, facing his father and Amanda. "And I will wait right here. I don't trust you with her. I mean who knows what you do when you're alone with her at work."
"But in case you aren't aware, Mom is upstairs, waking up Mira. And Mira still thinks you love Mom. So I think I'll wait right here and watch you tell your whore to get lost." He put his feet on the coffee table, smirking at his father and glaring at Amanda.
Because Ryan was observant. And even though his mother said she didn't care about what his father did, Ryan knew she did.
And Ryan wanted his parents to get a divorce. He had wanted them to separate for a while now.
Because his mother deserved better.
He didn't hate her, he just didn't understand her. But he loved her. He cared about her.
Being rude and cut-off was his personality. He had made mistakes and he too had hurt her. But over the past year, especially after he had found out about his father's affair, things had gotten better between him and his mother.
Andrew awkwardly turned and faced Amanda. He needed her to leave before Anisha came back downstairs.
"How can I help you, Ms. Lewis?" His voice was cold, uninterested. He didn't care about what she had to say. He didn't care about anything to do with her.
He wanted Anisha.
Amanda took a step closer, wanting to hold him. But any hope she had disappeared as he took a step back, a step away from her.
"We need to talk. It's about Anisha. She's lying to you. She's lying about..."
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I kinda haven't had a lot of motivation for this story lately. But then I was writing this chapter today and it's like part one. Chapter Sixteen with be part two. The entire actual chapter was like over 5,000 words and I still wasn't done writing it. So I gave up cause I'm a lazy potato who gets distracted by gifs of hot guys.
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