The Remorseful Brothers Novel

ANASTASIA

I couldn’t sleep a wink after I returned to my flooded room. You’d have thought that the flooded room would bother but it was the last thing on my mind as I laid in the bed that thankfully hadn’t been submerged in the pool of water. There was nowhere else I could go to sleep in the middle of the night; neither was I in the mood the spend the rest of the night in the midst of other humans at that point in time.

I couldn’t take my mind off what had happened in Aiden’s room and

I

what I had almost allowed to happen. And at the same time, I couldn’t

stop reprimanding myself.

“Why, Ana? Why?” I said into the empty room as I gazed up at the brown, ceiling, furrowing my brows as I felt a headache beginning to pulse around my temples

I sighed out loud and rolled around in the bed, stopping for a bit when I got so close to the edge I thought I might fall off.

“What does this mean? I thought I had gotten over him. I thought his return would make no difference in my life.”

I should have known that I was far from getting over him when I refused to be with anyone else after the incident.

The next morning, as early as dawn broke, the plumber came to fix the

issue and I had to leave the room.

1 headed toward the kitchen, hoping to spend some alone time there. But, on reaching there, I was dismayed when the voices in there reached my ears the closer I got.

I was already making a U–turn when one of their gossips reached me.

“I saw her come out of the boss‘ room last night too.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

There were gasps then followed by, “Are you for real?”

“I wouldn’t be able to say it’s a lie if my life was on the line.”

“Wow.”

“I always knew there was something between the both of them.”

“I know, right? I knew something was going on.”

Judgy comments flew from everyone’s mouth. I was slightly riled up, irritated, but I was going to ignore them until one of their harsh.

comments broke my resolve.

Without another rational thought, I stormed into the kitchen.

They all became mute as I stepped into the large kitchen, pretending to be focused on whatever the hell they were doing.

“Why did you stop?” I asked firmly, my eyes sweeping them. “Since you’re all so curious, Aiden is my ex–boyfriend,” I blurted.

Some of them that kept their heads down snapped their gaze up, eyes widened. But no one dared to say anything.

With a long hiss, I strode out of the room.

As I walked ahead, with no destination in mind. I thought angrily, I should just talk to Aiden and get all of this gossip to stop.

I also needed to talk to him about what happened last night. It was a flimsy, careless, mistake that should have never happened and that he should not misunderstand it. It meant absolutely nothing.

I climbed upstairs and checked his room, not caring if any of those. gossips saw me. Yes, I once dated the man who turned out to be my

boss, what’s the big deal..

I closed the door to Aiden’s room with a sigh. He wasn’t in.

I had no idea where he could be so I aimlessly searched until I came across one of the workers on the farm. I felt propelled to ask him and I did.

“The boss? The one who has the sesame allergy?” His eyebrows rose in question and I nodded.

“I think I saw him at the shed with Martin.”

Who’s Martin? I wanted to ask but Martin wasn’t the one I needed to speak with. So I thanked him and made my way to the shed. I was just a few meters from it.

As I started to walk around the shed from the back to the front and I heard his voice, I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the confrontation, ready to get things back to the formal way I had made them from the beginning that he set his foot back into my life.

I was about to step through the open entranceway and make my presence known when the words of the person Aiden must be speaking with reached me.

“I’m really sorry, Aiden.”

Then Aiden’s voice, small, shaky, piped up in false enthusiasm, “Come on. It’s in the past now. It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not,” the voice insisted, growing stronger than it sounded before. “For you to have handled me the way you did even with the risk of getting a fair punishment from the cops, you forced the truth out of me in every way you could.” I heard his loud sigh, “I ruined something beautiful for a measly amount.”