Too Much To Bear My Love

Amelia once again shook her head. “Mr. Clinton, please leave if there’s something you need to do. After I get discharged tomorrow, I will head over to Carter’s to turn in my resignation. Our relationship is purely contractual, so it’s only right that I follow the rules. And since you don’t like me hanging around other men, I’ll make it a point to keep my distance from them.”

Oscar took a long, hard look at Amelia while he contemplated the situation. “Are you throwing a tantrum because of the phone call I just had?”

The more he probed, the more annoyed Amelia felt. Is there any point in dragging this further?

“Your lover would be the one throwing the tantrum if you don’t leave now,” she snapped.

Oscar was still gazing at her when he suddenly placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was intense, and they were momentarily lost in each other.

Amelia was left in a daze when they finally pulled away, her cheeks flushed from their kiss.

“Still angry with me?” Oscar asked, his forehead resting gently against hers.

Amelia looked at him in bewilderment. “Mr. Clinton, why are you doing this? Am I just a pet to you? One that you play with when you’re happy but gets tossed aside when you aren’t?”

“Go to sleep. I’ll leave now and come back in two hours,” Oscar said while patting her head.

Amelia was silent as she lay back in bed and hid under the covers.

Oscar watched over her for the longest time. But once he realized she had no intention of coming out from under the covers, he left.

When the door closed behind him, Amelia finally pulled the covers back down. She stared at the ceiling, crestfallen. “Oscar Clinton,” she muttered. “Is there still a future for us?”

The silence in the ward was deafening.

Oscar got in his car after having taken the elevator down and smacked the steering wheel before driving off.

The drive to Cassie’s took almost thirty minutes. The door opened almost immediately after he rang the bell, and Cassie threw herself into his arms. Oscar caught her and had to half-drag her back into the house.

Cassie snuggled against Oscar’s chest and whimpered, “Oz, I thought you weren’t going to come.”

Oscar remained stoic as he let her hug him.

Cassie felt the reluctance in him and looked up. “Oz, are you not happy to see me?”

Oscar reassured her with a hug. “Stop imagining things. I wouldn’t be here if I weren’t happy about it.”

angry with me,” she said softly. “You know how it is with pregnant women. We just become so much more sensitive about

“Don’t think too much about it. I’ll spend more time with you in the future, now be good and go to

clung to him like a koala bear with no intention of letting go. “Oz, I’m not sleepy yet. Why don’t you chat with me? We haven’t had

“Sure.”

rubbed his chest like a cat kneading away. “Do you still remember where we had

where they had first kissed. Even though he claimed that

stared at Oscar angrily.

his charm. “The past is history.

me and only me from now?” she asked as she touched his

the baby been

stared at him while her heart began to race. “Why did you change the subject, Oz?” she asked, panic-stricken. “Have you fallen for Amelia? Even after those compromising photos of her, you still refuse to

with annoyance. He was starting to lose his patience with Cassie. “Cassie, I took precious time out to be with you, and here you are,

tender towards me. But recently, you’ve been acting hot and cold, and I can’t help but wonder if you still love me. I’m a woman, and it’s only normal that I get worried. I worry that you’re back with Amelia. I know I’ve been badgering you, but I only did it so that you won’t

her. “Cassie, you never used to be

that was all in the past. The old you pampered me with love. Whenever I had a problem, you’d put everything down and come to my rescue. But now? No matter how much I plead or beg, you still might not show up. How can I not be angry?” she retorted.

face darkened. “Cassie, you’re being emotional right now, so I won’t argue with you. We’ll

panic in her voice as she pleaded, “Oz, don’t go. I really love you! If

ground,

really love you. I’m even carrying

Oscar felt sorry for her. He turned around and hugged her tight. “There, there, stop crying. Let’s not ruin that pretty face of yours,” he said

you,” Cassie whined as she lightly hit his chest. “I want you to make it up to me by staying here

Oscar’s face fell again.

only joking about the abortion, I can overlook that. But if you’re serious about it, I’m going

caressed his face, a glint in her eyes. “Oz,

child, why wouldn’t I care about

prefer our

my children, and I love

that makes me the bona fide girlfriend. But you so quickly married another, and now I’ve become the mistress. I’d be lying if I

carried her into the bedroom, and laid her down in bed. “Sleep. I’ll

head into his chest, her lips

I’m in

and said,

to a story,” Cassie whined. “From the time we dated, separated, and finally reunited, it’s been so long since