MIA I woke up on Alexâs bed, and the other side was cold and empty My eyes snapped open quickly, because my last memory was falling asleep in Alexâs arms.
While I slept too much, Alex usually stayed up at night reading files and making notes and calls, and never left the bed till I woke up.
In the past week, I had gotten used to waking up to him sitting next to me, wishing me good morning, making sure I slept well and my sleep wasnât plagued my nightmares like it had been the first few days after I was saved. I never told him about it, but he somehow knew.
I had this growing suspicion that the two weeks I hadnât allowed to see him, when I often dreamt of his touch and his kisses and him holding my hands, they werenât dreams. He really was there, sitting next to me, all night long.
âAlex?â I call sleepily, but when no voice replies, I get off the bed. The bathroom was empty, and so was the walk-in closet.
This was weird. Alex wasnât here.
I quickly finish my morning necessities, and rush downstairs after freshening up into some comfortable lounge wear.
â-I loved the chocolates, thank you, and the new hair. Are you sure you canât stay for breakfast?â I could hear Sofiaâs voice even before I exited the hallway.
âSometime else?â Another voice replied, âI need to help Dad with some work today. Iâm interning under him for the summer, and Iâm so excited-â.
I zone what the girl says out when I reach closer for the duo to come in view. Sofia was hugging a huge box of chocolates close to her chest while facing a girl with light pink hair that fell to her shoulders in perfectly set curls. She was fair, about my height, and looked like she worked hard to maintain her body from her toned muscles visible because of the shorts and little top she was wearing.
She stopped talking when her eyes fell onto me, and the smile vanished from her lips.
âOh, Skye, this is Mia.â Sofia says once she reads the situation. âMia, this is Skye. Sheâs Gabrielâs friendâs daughter, and the girls used to be best friends right until high-school after which Skye shifted counties. Sheâs finally back!â
I remembered Skye alright. The girl who followed Alex like a little puppy when they were kids- Auroraâs words not mine- and then left the country at sixteen when he rejected her. Dramatic much?
And I was her first loveâs wife.
âAlexâs Mia?â Skye looked like she wanted to frown, and her gaze was disapproving.
I squirm even though I offer her a little smile. âNice to meet you, Skye. Iâve heard a bit about you from Aurora.â
Her lips twist. âI canât believe Alex got married,â she studies me again from top to bottom, and I hug my arms closer to my chest.
âSkye. Sheâs Alexâs wife.â Sofia scolds her in a stern yet affectionate tone. âBe nice and welcoming.â
Skye sighs and then draws a smile to her lips upon listening to Sofia. âSorry. You just took me by surprise. Itâs weird that the Alex we knew ran from commitment and then boom! He has a wife.â
âSkye.â Sofia warns.
1/3 Chapter 130 âItâs okay,â I smile awkwardly at Sofia. And then I bat my eyelashes at Skye innocently. âIt just takes the right person, I guess.â
Skyeâs face sours. âI should leave. Iâll come visit someday else?â She quickly hugs Sofia, passed me a fake see-you-around and then scrambles out of the house.
Sofia sighs before she turns to me. âIâm sorry about her. Sheâs just... Sheâs fangirled over Alex since she was a child.â
âYou donât need to apologise. I understand.â
âYouâre family, okay? And if Skye tries disrespecting you again, you come to me. Clear?â She asks, and I nod, which makes her add. âBut from what I saw, you can handle her pretty well.â
1 chuckle under my breath. âWhere,â I clear my throat, âWhere is Alex?â
Sofiaâs eyes furrow. âHe didnât tell you?â
âTell me what?â
âAlex left last night. There was an emergency that he needed to be there for immediately. I asked him if you knew and he said heâd call and explain everything before you wake up.â
Fear and anxiety grip me. âAlex left for where?â
âHe went back, Mia. Alex went to Philadelphia.â
And left me here?
What the f**k?
My anger doesnât kick in until that evening when I was sitting in his room and watching Netflix. There was triple security in the house, probably for safety concerns since he wasnât here, and his phone was still switched off.
That b**h left me alone and actually went back.
So much for protecting me.
Granted there were like a million guards stationed at every corner who would kill a fly if it tried to bite me, he still left.
My anger turns into worry when I try dialling him at night before I sleep and it still says switched off.
I sleep with the phone in my hand in case my husband calls, but my worry turns into utter panic when the night gets over and there was no sign of him.
So, I do the most logical thing. I barge into Alexâs fatherâs study, demanding Damienâs number.
All my confidence dissipates into thin air when Gabriel Whitlockâs eyes set at me, and he looks up from his file like I had offended him by walking in without permission. âCan I help you Mia?â
I gulp. âItâs Alex. He- He said heâd call after he reaches but itâs been more than twenty four hours. I- Iâm worried for him.â
Gabrielâs expressions soften. âHe does that sometimes. He gets caught up in work there and keeps his phone switched off to avoid distractions. Says distractions cost lives in his line of work.
âYouâre not worried?â I ask, surprised.
âI was the first few times he did that. Now Iâm just used to it.â
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O âI- Iâm not,â I say in a low voice. âI told him I was happy here, but I didnât mean it in the sense that he should leave me here and go without telling me.â
+5 âYou miss him.â Gabriel comments. I avoid meeting his eye. âMia, I have seen the way my son looks at you. You tamed his demons, the ones me and my wife spent all our life failing to chase away. He hasnât left you here. He would never leave you if he had the option. Iâm sure the situation called for it.â
I donât reply, the worry still seizing my heart.
âWhen you were in the hospital after you were kidnapped,â Gabriel adds, his voice turning a little playful, âAlex roamed around like a wounded puppy. I wasnât sure if his men would even take his orders after that, he was that soft.â
I softly chuckle under his breath.
âHe used to wait outside your room every night when you refused to see him, waiting till you fall asleep so he can spend the night sitting next to you.â Gabriel says, âHis mother and I asked him to sleep countless times because he worked all day long, but he refused to close his eyes because thatâs the only time he got with you. At nights.â
I sniff, slight tears glazing my eyes. Stupid medicines and stupid hormones always making me cry. âThank you,â I whisper breathlessly. âFor telling me all this.â
âMy son is an idiot, but donât give up on him, okay?â Gabriel nods with a small smile. âAnd that is not to say that you should accept shit from him. If he ever mistreats you, come here, and I will fix him for you.â
I smile back. âThank you,â I repeat, sniffing.
âFamily doesnât thank each other.â Gabriel reassured me. I still thank him again which gets him to sigh before I apologise for barging in and leave him alone.
I had left with a lighter heart but one that still worried for my husband. Where was he? What was so important that he left like this?