Nadia's POV



I already almost said too much. Bringing stuff about people tired of him would just make him more weary of me than he already was.

I hated that I had to do that but I wasn't just going to sit back and ruin what's left of my self worth, even though quite frankly, he did at the end of the day.

When I stormed out of the room, it was in blind rage. I obviously could not go anywhere. I stormed back in as suddenly as I stormed put and bounced back on the bed staying as far away from him as possible.


'You know, it really doesn't have to be like this?" Vance broke the silence.

'How then is it supposed to be?" I asked, looking everywhere else but his direction.


'Do we have to keep constantly reminding ourselves of how we got here? Isn't it best to just try and live better lives from now onward?" He asked.

I hated and loved that he wanted resolution. I hated it because he somehow always had his way with everything, but it was also good for very obvious reasons.

'Whatever you want, really. It's all in your hands." I replied to him. Living in peace shouldn't actually be such a bad idea.

'Let's talk babe." Vance said, read him out to me. I withdrew my hand and he got that I didn't want him to come any closer, talk less of hold me.

'I have ideas." I replied to him sarcastically. 'We could talk about why you went at my neck so badly." It's the first time I looked at him since re-entering.

He looked away and took a deep breath in before making his head fall like it was lifeless.

'I already said I was sorry about that." He replied stiffly.

'Did it not seem to you that, maybe, that was too much of a reaction?" I asked him. 'And yeah, the parts where your nails bit into my skin are already turning a nice shade of purple, I already checked it out." I added.

'We can also talk about what you meant with all the cryptic shit you said." He replied, I was caught a bit unawares. 'Stuff about being tired and all." He further clarified.

I looked away from his direction immediately before he read whatever emotions were on my face and made the assumption that it would take a whole lifetime to refute.

'I didn't mean any of those." I said quietly after a while.

He nudged closer, but this time, I didn't move away, I stayed.

'I also didn't mean for that to happen. I wasn't thinking well, thought I heard the wrong thing and I just acted on instinct, I'm sorry baby." He said all in one breath.

It sounded sincere, but I really do hope it was, unlike mine.

'There's one more thing." I blurted. It was time to make use of this opportunity to be cozy and try to clarify what was going on. 'Why would you ever put me in charge of Landon? Do you hate me?" I asked him. Since the tears weren't quite far before, they did not seem so hard to summon.

'I wasn't thinking." He said. His hands had left mine but we were still close. 'I wanted something against him so bad, that I was willing to stake you up. I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry I'm messed up." It wasn't until I saw the tears that I could confirm that Vance really felt like shit. I immediately wrapped him in my arms, something that hadn't happened more than once in our almost six months of marriage. He lay content three on my chest, even though I sense he might have been a bit uncomfortable

'I'm not really making any headway, but I've been too scared to tell you. I'm inexperienced. It's not something I've trained in or done before. If I had what it takes I would have no reservations being of service to you, but I don't!" The tears were falling freely down my cheeks now, but I still kept a firm hold of his head on my bosom.

Vance was quiet for a while but he didn't shake. I wished he would say something sooner and not make me overthink.

'I'm sorry." It's the only thing he said. I still didn't reply.

'Why did you do it? I want to know." I demanded of him. Our voices were gentle and the afternoon was quiet and still.

'I was going fucking crazy in my head, Nadia. I was doing things on impulse with little or no thought. I legit told you to do that right in the middle of a conversation. I'm sorry, once again." Vance said.

He raised his head up from where he lay in between my breasts.

'Can we please call it off. It has only made life difficult for me. You put me in such close quarters with..with…with him." I said. I was emotional, but not for the reason I made Vance believe. While he thought I was all sulky and mushy because I found it awkward to be with Landon behind closed doors, I really just felt bad that he could throw me like that without feeling jealous or something, at least something to make me know that he actually does care about me and doesn't just want an heir out of me. It's low-key the reason I've been holding back. Until we are past a year, I don't think I want to get pregnant for him. That would be my final undoing.

'Yeah. Yeah, sure. I promise we can. It does not matter either way. Truth be told, I was already getting bored of it, hence the ultimatum." He replied.

'Okay." I said. And that was all.

'So we're cool now?" He asked.

'Yeah. As long as you are." I replied to him.

He put his hands around me and we switched positions. Vance put my head on his chest and held me close, so close I doubted if I could hear anything.

'Let's give us another start. Shall we?" The butterflies in my belly were fully swarming now and I had never felt better in months, literally.

'Hell yeah!" I was genuinely happy and for a good reason.