Chapter 38: Official Termination of the Supplemental
Agreement

Moana

Edrick and I quickly pulled away from each other, rushing to fix ourselves. I pulled my nightgown back down around my legs and tied my robe around myself, fixing my hair while Edrick quickly buckled his belt once more.

“Hello?” Ella called again. “It’s okay, Princess,” Edrick called, steadying his heavy breathing. “You can come in.”

Ella cracked the door open and poked her head in. Her hair was a mess and her eyelids drooped sleepily as she rubbed them and yawned, but there was also a hint of fear and sadness on her teary-eyed face. She looked as though she had been crying — I couldn’t quite tell if it was from the sound of Edrick and I fighting or from a bad dream. Maybe both. “I had a bad dream, Moana,” she said quietly and tearfully. “I came to look for you, but it sounds like you’re fighting…” Her tiny voice was quivering so much that it made my heart ache.

“What? No,” I said, rushing over to her and crouching to her level. “Your daddy and I were just talking.”

“Oh. I thought I heard yelling.”

“We just got excited, that’s all,” I said softly, standing and guiding the tired little girl out of the room. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed.”

I led Ella back to her room by her hand and laid her down in bed. “Why was my daddy in your room?” she asked as I tucked her in.

Shaking my head, I reached out and brushed a bit of hair out of her face. “He just needed to talk to me. You don’t have to worry about a thing, understand?”

Ella nodded her head. I kissed her forehead and tucked her in a bit tighter before turning to go back to my room, but before I could, a tiny hand shot out and grabbed my nightgown. As I turned back to face her, I saw that there were still tears in my eyes.

“Will you stay with me?”

door. If Edrick was still expecting me to sleep with him, this could only cause more trouble… But at the same time, I thought that both Edrick and I knew that sleeping together would also only cause more unnecessary trouble — and my job, first and foremost, was to

going around to the other side of the bed

tightly into my arms. She still seemed dead asleep from her late night, so I let her sleep in and quietly crawled out of bed before slipping out of

on my bed after how drunk he had been the night before, but he wasn’t. Nevertheless, it was Sunday, and I knew that I would likely be seeing him that morning. My heart beat heavily in my chest as I got ready for the day and

was sitting at the small round table by the big window in the living room

awake so early after how drunk he was the

coffee and his newspaper. “Come to my study,” he said before brusquely turning on his heel and storming off

argument, but I didn’t really mean it; I had been drinking a bit, too, and said some things during the heat of the argument

across from his desk. I did as I was told and swallowed the lump in my throat, formulating a potential speech in my head that could

and Edrick walked across the room.

that it almost didn’t feel like I was in control. “We were both drunk, and I know I shouldn’t have gone to that

voice was just as cold and ruthless as the day I met him, nothing at all like the man I had seen in the orphanage as we baked cookies together. “I don’t

I lat

and I knaw that I would likaly ba saaing

for ma. Ha was sitting at tha small round tabla by tha

aftar how drunk

nawspapar. “Coma to my study,” ha said bafora brusqualy turning on his haal and storming off

our argumant, but I didn’t raally maan it; I had

swallowad tha lump in my throat, formulating a potantial spaach in my haad that could sava my

clickad shut bahind ma as I sat and Edrick walkad across tha room. Ha calmly sat his coffaa cup down and sat across from

almost didn’t faal lika I was in control. “Wa wara

thara,” Edrick intarruptad. His voica was just as cold and ruthlass as tha day I mat him, nothing

up into my throat. “Are you

into my

in his desk end begen to rifle through it. “Not firing you. Just ending

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