Page 2 of The Boss

Chapter Two

Walking into the house,it’s shrouded in darkness. I made a quick stop on the way home. I wanted to get Saylor something and I know that she doesn’t like receiving lavish gifts, so I decided to go down the more traditional route of chocolates and flowers.

It’s quiet, a little too quiet for my liking. Throwing the flowers and chocolates on the table in the hall, I quicken my stride toward the staircase. I take two stairs at a time until I reach the top, within seconds I’m walking into the bedroom that Say and I share expecting to find her lying in bed.

Hitting the light switch, the room floods with bright light. My eyes are instantly drawn to the empty bed. Glancing around the room, I see drawers open and empty. Walking over to the wardrobe I open the door, I’m shocked to find all of Saylor’s clothes gone.

Where the hell is she? Why has she gone? I know that I was an asshole, especially when I came home last night and didn’t talk. I couldn’t tell her that everything she said about what my mother thought was true. That my mother hated her and that she doesn’t want to be a part of the baby's life. Hell she even had the nerve to tell me to have a paternity test done. I warned her that it would be the last I’d hear of that. Saylor is having my baby and that’s all anyone needs to know. I one hundred percent know that it’s my baby.

Stalking through the house, I find it completely empty. I’ve tried calling Saylor’s cell but it goes straight to voicemail. I have no idea what’s happened between last night and today, but I intend to find out.

I pour myself a large glass of Bourbon and turn on the sitting room light. I need to think, find out what’s happened, what’s made Saylor leave. As I take a seat on the couch, my attention is pulled toward an envelope that’s on the coffee table with my name on it. I can tell from the neat cursive handwriting that it’s from Saylor. Maybe this will tell me what the hell is going on.

I reach for it and with shaky hands I open it.

My gorgeous Everett,

I honestly never thought I’d be writing one of these letters. Especially to the man I love, but I really don’t have a choice. I know you, God, I know you so well, you’d have never let me leave had you known what I was going to do.

I’ve contemplated what to do, I’ve worked through every scenario in my mind. Deciding what is best for our little family. In the dream world, it would be you, me, and our little peanut. Our lives would be filled with love, laughter, and happiness. Everything I had dreamed of since I was a little girl. You know, the white picket fences and the two or three children. Me being a soccer mom and you being the best dad in the entire world.

That can still happen, Everett, I know deep down that you’re going to make an amazing father. You’re the most loving, caring man I have ever known and there’s never been a doubt in my mind that your child would ever feel anything but love from you.

But I can’t and won’t have my child feel anything but love from their parents and after everything that your mom said to me, I realized that she’s right. I don’t want you to make the biggest mistake of your life, there’s no need to worry about getting rid of ‘the little problem’ because it’s no longer your problem.

You deserve the absolute best in life and it’s not because you’re rich as your mom thinks, but because you’re you. The man that showed me how amazing it is to fall in love, how truly happy I could really be. The man that showed me the world was lying in bed next to him. You deserve the best and, Everett, I want that for you. I really do. I want you to fall in love with someone, get married, and have loads of babies. I want you to be so happy that your heart feels like it’s about to burst from your chest. Just as I felt while I was with you.

You don’t need to be saddled down with me and my baby, one night in Vegas shouldn’t make you live a life you don’t want. That’s not fair on any of us. We all deserve to be happy, please understand that if you ever want to see our baby, I’d never stop you. If you don’t want to, then that’s okay, I understand. Either way, I don’t want your money and I certainly don't want your mom’s either. I think her offering me money to leave was disgusting, I never took it and I don’t intend to either.

You’re free to be with Zara now, Everett, I’m sorry that I got in the way of your relationship with her. I hope that you’ll be able to be happy together. I’m walking away and letting you live the life you have always wanted to live. Not having to worry about the poor girl and the baby that you never wanted. I know that I’m not right for you, I’m not rich like you, or even in the same league as you.

I never wanted you to hate me, and I still don’t. I never wanted to hold you back and make your business, the one you have spent years building, into a huge success, to suffer. I’m truly sorry. Your reputation will be intact, I won’t say a word, I never would have, I’m hurt that you couldn’t just be honest with me from the get go. I would have understood, you didn’t need to lie and play a game with me for so long.

I’m okay, I promise. I’m not broken, nor am I going to break. I’m staying with Cass for a few days until I decide what to do next. Please believe me that I’m okay. I’ll get a paternity test as soon as the baby is born, but I already know the truth, my baby is yours.

I love you, Everett, with every beat of my heart. I wish you absolute happiness. I want you to love someone the way that you “loved” me. Thank you for the amazing few months, you showed me what it’s like to be in love, even if it were a lie on your part.

Be happy.

All my love,

Say xx

I readthe letter three more times, each time my heart constricts a little more and the tears fall a little faster. I’m not the only one to cry with this letter. I can see the dried tear stains of Saylor’s on it, too.

I’m even more confused about what’s happened than I was at the start of reading this letter. What does she mean about my mother?

I sit in utter silence as tears continue to fall. Whatever has been said to Saylor has just torn my family apart. The woman I love has left and with her she’s taken all of my dreams with her.

Walking into my office, the bourbon in one hand, Saylor’s letter in another, I’m going to find out what the fuck was said and when I find out, there’s going to be hell to pay.

When Say had her accident, I had cameras installed inside of my home, I wanted to ensure that I could check in on her at any given moment to make sure she was okay. Those cameras record and all footage is saved.

I start it from the beginning of this morning and fast forward until my mom walks into the house. My anger is rising at the sheer audacity of the woman, I know that she’s spewed shit to Saylor. I lean back and watch, I can see the exact moment that Saylor’s heart breaks and the satisfaction on my mother’s face as she watches the tears fall from Say’s face.

I turn it off when my mother leaves. She’s gone too far this time. I was going to leave her be after today, let her live her life without being a part of mine. Now? Well now, she’s going to understand what it feels like when everything you love is taken from you.

Right now, I need to work on a plan to win Saylor back. It’s going to take a lot to make her see that what my mother said was utter bullshit. Saylor’s heartbroken and I need to put all the pieces back together.

When I want something, I get it.

Saylor is mine, whether or not she was pregnant. She’s the only woman I have ever loved and I’m going to bring her home and show her just how much she means to me.

Operation win Say back, begins.

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