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.”

threw a tantrum at you earlier, but I hope you won’t be angry with me,” she said softly. “You know how it is with pregnant women. We just become so much more sensitive about everything. The doctor told me this was prenatal depression, but as long as you spend more time with

his arms as he coaxed her. “Don’t think too much about it. I’ll spend more

a koala bear with no intention of letting go. “Oz, I’m not sleepy yet. Why don’t

“Sure.”

kneading away. “Do you still remember where we had our

where they had first kissed. Even though he claimed that he loved

Oscar angrily. “Oz,

on his charm. “The past is history. From now on, just remember that I’ll be showering you with

in Cassie’s eyes. “Oz, can you promise to kiss me and only me from now?” she asked as

the baby been behaving well

you change the subject, Oz?” she asked, panic-stricken. “Have you fallen for

annoyance. He was starting to lose his patience with Cassie. “Cassie, I took precious time out

still love me. I’m a woman, and it’s only normal

“Cassie, you never used to be

embrace. “As you said, 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. “The man I love has had

being emotional right now, so I won’t argue with

as she pleaded, “Oz, don’t go. I really

stood his ground, not saying

“Oz, don’t go. I really love you. I’m even carrying your child now. I’d go mad if you no longer

hugged her tight. “There, there, stop crying. Let’s not ruin that pretty

by staying here tonight. If you don’t,

Oscar’s face fell again.

only joking about the abortion, I can overlook that. But

eyes. “Oz, do you really care about

child, why wouldn’t I care

prefer our child or Amelia’s

both my children, and I love them

one who knew you first, so 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 said I wasn’t upset, especially now that

up wordlessly, carried her into the bedroom, and laid her

chest, her lips curled into

a story. I’m in

head and said, “Be good

so long since you’ve told me a bedtime story. I want one, and our baby wants it too. Can’t you grant me this