Chapter 119
ASHAL
The moment the words leave Demi’s lips, a startled hush falls over the dining room. We could have heard a pin drop at that moment. I press my eyes shut as memories of Olivia making a similar demand merely hours ago hits me.
She keeps trying to convince me that our separation would be the best thing for the baby. Every time I walk through the front door of the penthouse, she subtly reminds me that true love could be waiting for me outside. She demands to know if I have been trying to go on dates, if I have met anyone new. It’s sickening how eager she is to throw everything we once shared. It hurts to realize how easily she has moved on and how badly she wants me to move on too.
"Have you thought about it?" She had asked in between licking off some of the cake mix she was whisking. I am glad she feels stronger nowadays but it has its disadvantages. She’s got too much energy to discuss uncomfortable topics with me.
"Thought about what?" I asked, swirling wine in my glass.
"Our divorce. Are your lawyers drafting the papers?"
My fingers tightened around the stem of my glass. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to meet her hopeful ones. "You’re very eager to leave me, aren’t you?"
"Don’t be like that. I’m looking out for you and our baby. Delaying the inevitable won’t be good for either of you. Look at us right now. There’s hardly any tension. We can speak freely. I’ve been breathing easier lately and that’s all because I don’t feel the pressure of trying to pretend to be who you want me to be. This is all we were ever meant to be, Ashal; friends. Anything more would be forced. It’s already stolen two years of our lives. We can’t continue to trudge down that path."
I sipped my wine. "I need some time. I know you never felt anything for me but I do feel something for you. Suffice it to say that I am going through an emotional rollercoaster right now. There’s a lot of shit going on in my family too and I have to add my personal problems to the fray. It’s too much for me. I am going through heartbreak, a potential divorce and so much more." Angrily, I drained the rest of my glass.
Lily shuffled forward to do a refill when Olivia beat her to it. Meekly, Lily returned to her invisible spot by the kitchen wall.
"You need a distraction." Liv suggested, pouring me more wine. She smelt like cake. "That’s why I keep suggesting you find a new girl, someone to take the edge off. How about that Cree girl? Those pictures felt like sparks flew between you two."