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“Just get off me,” I said quietly. I couldn’t be around Daimon; he was intoxicating.
“Addie, I’m sorr—”
“I know you’re sorry. You’re always sorry now. Why don’t you just do me the favor and stop saying you’re sorry! It’s seriously losing all its meaning when it comes out of your mouth. Why don’t you just go back to the old Daimon who didn’t give a shit and never said sorry to anyone?” I looked at him, wondering what exactly he wanted from me.
That night we were together, he begged me not to leave him; he was deep inside me, begging me to stay with him and yet he was always fucking it up.
“Daimon, what we do in our personal lives has nothing to do with each other, remember, or have you forgotten the contract? But then again, you make up the rules as you go along. We agreed we stay home every night, but you get to do what you want, well so do I.”
I pushed Daimon off my body. His heat scorching my cold skin. I needed him off me. Damn him and how seductive he could be. His body always seemed to welcome me in, enticing me to be near him.
“I don’t want you to ever touch me again. Stay the hell away from me,” I hissed, glaring at him. I looked at Daimon; his clothes were disheveled, his long hair a mess.
“I understand,” he said gruffly.
“Good.”
I left him downstairs, unable to look at him anymore.Sky-Blue EyesThe usual banter Daimon and I had between us had disappeared, replaced by a nothingness. Both of us went about our business like the other didn’t exist. Ana never said anything as she watched us closely. I knew she was aware something was amiss, but she never let on. She went about cooking for both of us as usual, while I busied myself with trying to figure out what do with the next stage of my life.
A month had gone by and not one word was uttered between us. I was miserable. I thought this was what I wanted; Daimon no longer interfered in my life and I was supposed to be happy, but I wasn’t. Not only did I miss what was going on between us, I was still upset about that night he had spent with God only knows who. The only thing that was constant was that Daimon, without fail, came home every night. I stayed up late at night listening to him play his violin. The sad music filled our home as he poured out whatever was inside him.
I had to keep reminding myself he didn’t trust me and didn’t care for me the way I was beginning to care for him. To him our relationship was about control; it was about not losing.
I was on the internet looking at opening up my own business, maybe a small café, when my phone rang. It was an unknown number. Against my better judgment, I picked it up.
“Hello?”
“Yes, hello, I'm Deidra. Daimon’s…aunt and I was wondering if we could meet. I feel bad about the day of your wedding. I wasn’t exactly myself that day and I wouldn’t mind making it up to you.” She sounded so sweet on the phone.
“I'm a bit busy,” I lied, worried where this would lead me.
“It would really mean a lot to me if I could meet you,” she said, making me feel guilty.
“Sure. Tomorrow okay?” I asked, wondering who she was exactly.
“Tomorrow is fine. We’ll meet at the NoMad on 1170 Broadway,” she said happily.
“Okay, see you then.” I braced myself for who I was about to meet.
***
The hotel was a stunning piece of architecture once you walked in. Its deep colors along with its rich wood and stone made it luxurious and lavish. Entering the beautiful space, I thought for sure those around me would know I wasn’t meant to be there.
“Addie?” A woman’s voice called out to me.
I turned to find a stunning older woman, her hair made up perfectly with her makeup done naturally. She wore a simple dress that sat just below the knee. She was beautiful, all the more when she smiled at me. I could tell it was sweet and caring. But what stopped me cold were her eyes, her sky-blue eyes.
“Ah, Addie, you look so beautiful.” She smiled, making sure she stood a foot away from me.
“Thank you…Deidra,” I said, making sure it was her.
“Yes. I'm sorry I didn’t introduce myself. Silly me. Come, I have a reservation for us upstairs.”
She walked past me, turned and waited until I followed her.
We were seated at a quiet corner. I stared around the room taking in all that was round me. Everything was perfectly designed and placed, seeming flawless and simple.
“You remind me a lot of myself when I was younger,” she said, still smiling at me.
