Jill Malik P.O.V
Amari wasn’t part of the plan. When I decided to go to Jordan, I didn’t knew that I
After two months, I suddenly got really sick and I started to vomit constantly. I
couldn’t eat, because everytime I did it immediately came out again. The idea of me
being pregnant didn’t even crossed my mind, because I thought that I was getting
really sick because of all the things that had happened.
Irina on the other hand wasn’t really sure about that. She bought a pregnancy
test for me and after a lot of ‘you should do it’ I finally decided that maybe she
was right. In the end, she was afterall. After visiting the doctor I heard that I was
already three and a half months pregnant. The doctor told me that if it wasn’t
about all the stress lately, I wouldn’t even become sick.
Ethan suggested that I had to tell Flynn about it, but that time I was still so mad at
him. I didn’t forgave him yet and I didn’t wanted to tell him about it, because that
meant that he would know where I was. Ethan tried to convince me to call or text
Flynn, but I was so stubborn that I just didn’t do it. I told him that I would do it after
she was born. “IIl be ready to face him then.” was my excuse.
When Amari was born, Ethan and Irina told me again to send a picture of her to
Flynn. I was planning on doing it, but things got really hectic. Amari suddenly got
sick and had to spend a week in the hospital, that I totally forgot about the picture.
And now, three years later Flynn still has no clue that he’s a father.
“Mommy, where’s dad?” Amari walked into my room while I was packing, I smiled
at her and took her on my lap.
“He’s in New York, babygirl.”
“Is that far?” she asked as she rubbed her eyes. I played with her hair and nodded.
“Yes, far far away.”
Having Amari in my life changed me. She was my little princess. My little ray of
sunshine. Her smile and chattering brightened up my day.
“But why is he not here?” she asked innocently. I let out a sigh and kissed her
forehead. “You’ll see him in a couple of days, okay. Now, go to aunt Irina and help
her with the garden.” Amarijumped out of my lap and ran out ofmy room.
I let out a sigh as Iwatch her leave. At moments like these I regret that I have never
told Flynn about her. I really wanted him to see her grow up and hear her say first
words. Sometimes I questioned myself if I’m the one at fault here. Sometimes I
wished I would just hear him out instead of run away. But now there’s no turning
back. I already did it and it hurts.
It hurts every day.
Seeing my daughter, who’s an exact replica of him except for her hair, growing up
brought memories back every time I looked at her. His smile, his laughter, and the
way he looked at me in the morning. So loving and kind. It was like I was his world,
But god, how was I wrong.
I thought fairytales exist. I thought I was the princess and he my prince charming.I
thought our wedding was my happily ever after.
Fairytales don’t exist.
This is reality and here, in this cruel world, there’s no happily ever after.
“Mommy, are we going to see dad soon?” Amari asked as she tugged on my hand. I held Amari’s hand firmly as I looked out for my driver. A couple hours ago I arrived in New York, Ethan arranged a driver for me to drive me around in New York.
“Yes baby girl. But…Oh there he is. Our driver is here, princess. You’ll see dad soon okay?” I looked at the black sleek car that stopped right in front of me. The door opened and a bald man stepped out.
“Miss Malik?” He asked, removing his shades revealing hazel-green eyes. “I’m Todd Collin, you’re personal driver.”
“Hi Todd, Nice to meet you.” I greeted the big headed bald man with hazel green eyes. He didn’t look older than fifty. I wished I had other ways to describe him, but at this moment this was the only description I could come up with. He wore a black suit, the ones personal drivers wear, and he had white gloves on.
I ushered Amari inside and sat down next to her. Todd placed all my suitcases in the trunk and then went back to the passenger seat.
“Do you know the address to the apartment?” I asked when he started the car. He looked through the rear view mirror and nodded his head.
“Yes, I got all the information.” With that he started driving.
Amari looked out of the window and then looked back at me. Her eyes sparkled. “It’s so beautiful, mommy.” She pressed her nose against the window to see all the skyscrapers passing by. “D’you lived here?” She asked in her cute toddler voice.
I found it so cute that she could already talk at the age of two and a half. This year she’s turning three and she could easily pick up words and phrases. I only need to say something once and the next thing I know she’s the one using them.
I took her on my lap and nuzzled my nose in her hair. “I lived here with your dad three years ago.”
“Is three years alot?” She asked and then hold three fingers up. “This is three. Is it a lot, mommy? D’you miss dad?”
“I miss dad everyday, princess. As much as you miss him.” I whispered softly as I stared outside the window. Familiar places where passing by.
Suddenly my chest tightened. Oh god, Ximena.
I haven’t talked to Ximena in three years. I had sent my letter of resignation a couple of hours before I left New York, three years ago. Since then, I haven’t heard anything about her. I haven’t even contacted her.
I was still in touch with Reina and Luca though. Reina was expecting a baby girl at the end of this year. At this moment she was craving all kinds of food and poor Luca has to deal with mood swings every second of the day. One moment Reina is all happy and chattery and the next she was bawling her eyes out over some random thing.
“But mommy—,” Amari’s voice woke me up from my thoughts. She was still not done with interrogating me. “Why’id dad never visit me?”
“Baby Girl, that’s because mommy is a meanie.”
She immediately looked up at me with her big blue eyes. “No you’re not.”
I chuckled lightly, but then Amari pointed at something outside. “Cake! Mommy, cake. I want cake!”
I looked outside and saw Eclair Bakery pass by. “Do you want cake, princess?” She eagerly nodded her head. I knew she loved cake, all sorts of cakes. Cupcakes, red velvet, chocolate cake, name it and she will eat it for you.
“Todd, Can you please turn around and stop at Eclair bakery?” I called. Todd turned his head around and nodded. “Of course, Miss Malik.”
“Mommy are w’going to get cake?” Amari asked excitedly. I nodded my head and she immediately hugged me tightly. “Thank you mommy!” she squealed.
I giggled and kissed her cheeks. “Everything for you princess, everything.”
The car stopped at Eclair bakery and Amari and I stepped out. We stepped in the shop and Amari immediately pointed at her favorites. “I want that mommy and that one!” She pointed at the Cheesecake eclair and Macarons.
I chuckled and walked towards the nice lady behind the counter. “Hi, can I please have two Cheesecake eclair and a box of Macarons.”
She smiled kindly at me. “Sure, that will be $17 dollars.”
I pulled out my credit card and handed it to her. Moment later, she returned back with my deserts and credit card. “Enjoy.”
I smiled at her and grabbed Amari by her hand. “Come on, princess. I already bought cake. It’s for after dinner okay?”
She nodded her head and hopped happily next to me. I opened the door to exit the shop and my soul almost left my body.
Right in front of me, a pair of bright blue eyes was staring at me in shock. The one person I haven’t seen in three years.