Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Celeste’s POV
Bonnie looked at me first then Damien. “I want Daddy.”
“I want to be with Daddy and auntie Vanessa.” Bonnie blinked her innocent big eyes.
Her words were sweet and naive. She’s only five years old, she never understood what her choice meant.
But her childish words pierced my heart like a dagger.
I squatted down by the ward–bed, forced a soft smile to Bonnie and made a last–ditch effort, “Sweetheart, come with mommy, huh? Mommy will promise you all the best things in the world.”
Damien and Bonnie had been my whole world for the past five years. Damien betrayed me already, I can’t afford to lose Bonnie anymore.
Bonnie lowered her eyebrows and played with her fingers, But Daddy has more money, he can buy me toys and Aunt Vanessa will buy me all the sweets. You only allow me to eat a little. And she never asks me to eat broccoli.”
I opened my mouth to explain to Bonnie that I don’t let her eat too much sugar and snacks for her teeth and health, but Bonnie’s following interrupted me and destroyed all my hope.
“I want Daddy to marry Auntie Vanessa. Then I will have the best mom and dad.”
I stood up suddenly. My eyes widened in disbelief, and my tone became harsher, “Bonnie? You…”
Before Bonnie’s eyes became watery, Damien grabbed my arm and dragged a step back.
“See, Celeste? Bon–Bon has already made her choice. You are not the mommy she wants.” Damien’s smug gaze was evident.
“Now, leave.”
I couldn’t take it anymore, and before a tear could fall, I covered my mouth and rushed out of the ward.
As I reached the hospital entrance, I pulled out my phone and called Grace.
“Grace, I need you.”
My voice trembled as I called my friend from the hospital parking lot.
She answered in a heartbeat. “Of course. Anything.”
“Can you meet at The Barrel in an hour?”
“The bar downtown?”
I started my engine. “That’s the one.”
“I’ll see you there.”
“Thanks. You’re the best.”
My emotions were in turmoil. I didn’t want to be alone with them all night. I knew I could court on Grace.
“I know.” She teased.
I ended the call and drove to my hotel room and changed in a flash. The Barrel’s neon sign blinked as I arrived at the bar early.
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Several pairs of hungry eyes followed me as I made my way to a booth.
I wore an elegant black dress with an open neckline that revealed a hint of my collar bones. It never aroused Damien.
After feeling invisible for so long, the attention felt great. Beneath the sense of loss, excitement flickered.
I ordered a bottle of wine I knew Grace would like and poured myself a glass.
Dealing with Damien and Pauline at the hospital had mentally drained me. But it was Bonnie who crushed my soul.
I needed to decompress after the last couple of days I’ve had.
Grace slid into the booth across from me as I sipped the red wine.
“I came as quickly as I could. How’s Bonnie?”
Her eyes were full of concern.
“It was awful, Grace. She’s weak and in so much pain.”
She clasped my hand on the table.
“Bonnie will be okay.”
Her face beamed with surety. I couldn’t hold back my grief any longer. My heart was in agony.
“She still wants to stay with Damien, even after he and Vanessa landed her in hospital.”
Tears streamed down my face.
“She said she wants them to get married. Grace, my daughter hates me.”
She sat beside me and rubbed circles on my back.
“Let it out.” She cooed.
I cried until mys turned to hiccups. The pain in my chest subsided slightly, and I took a deeper
“Bonnie could never hate you.” Grace said once I calmed down, “She’s five and sometimes five–year–olds make poor decisions. She’ll come back to you.
“I hope you’re right.”
She gave me a grin. “Aren’t I always?”
I felt incredibly grateful to know her. She was an absolute gem.
Grace dug tissues out of her purse and handed them to me.
“Thanks.”
I cleaned my face.
“You look too sexy tonight to be crying in a corner, love.” She nodded at my drink. “Down it.”
Her tone left no room for argument and I swiftly obeyed.
She pulled the cork and refilled my glass.
“Again.”
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My eyes widened, but I downed the glass
“One more.”
“But Grace-”
She glared at me and I decided it would be wise not to upset her. I gulped my wine and felt its warmth spread across my body.
“Good. Let’s go.”
Grace stood up and took my hand. She dragged me away from our table.
“Where are we going?” I asked as the music got louder.
She led me to the dance floor, shoving her way to the centre
“Forget about everything,” Grace shouted in my ear. “Let loose, Celeste.”
The tempo quickened and I let myself get carried away by the music. I swayed my body to the beat. The wine worked its magic, and I felt myself relax.
Grace smiled and gestured around us.
‘All eyes are on you tonight.
”
To my surprise, she was right. I had attracted the attention of everyone dancing around us.
It felt electrifying.
- Dancing men edge closer. Grace winked suggestively and slipped away, watching me from the side.
Strong hands held my hips as I swung them to the music. I glanced over my shoulder to see a muscled man with striking blue eyes smiling down at me. He was hot.
I pulled away just a bit, creating some space between me and the men crowding around.
I had just left a broken marriage; I wasn’t ready to get involved in any new relationships.
But deep down, I was still somewhat pleased with myself I was still a charming female, as evidenced by the possessive way those men looked at me.
Damien never saw it. To him, I was just a housewife, a faded photo in his life.
I caught Grace’s eye. She was dancing with a cute guy who seemed obsessed with her. She mouthed, “Get it, girl!” and gave me an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Laughter bubbled out of me. I was finally letting go, and it was exhilarating.
The song changed. More eager men assertively shoved away my partners. I relished the sensations as we danced together.
Just as I was getting lost in bliss, someone grabbed my arm and yanked me away.
My eyes flew wide.
Damien stood fuming down at me. His grip on my arm tightened as he bellowed over the music.
“What the fuck are you doing dancing with other men?”
