Amiver's gaze swept across the entire room. Her old room remained largely unchanged. She turned her attention to the closet, which still held her clothes and belongings. Even the wedding pictures of her and Denmark remained on the walls, serving as painful reminders of a past she had tried to move on from.
Mommy, look," Marcus said as he rummaged through the room, just like Amiver did.
She glanced at what his son held, her photo album from her youth.
Come, let's take a look," she invited her son as they carefully flipped through the photo album.
"Who's this?" Marcus asked, his face filled with curiosity, as he spotted the picture of his late mother.
"That's your grandmother, Emma, my mom, but she's in heaven now," Amiver replied, her voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia and sadness.
It's okay, Mommy. Lola Emma must have been a wonderful person, just like you. I'm glad we had this time to remember her together," Marcus said, trying to comfort his mother.
Amiver smiled back at him, her eyes shimmering with gratitude for the understanding and support of her loving son. They continued to flip through the photo album.
Mama, look, is this me?" Marcus asked in amazement.
She looked at the picture that her son pointed to and saw Denmark beside him, both smiling. She was only 6 years old in the photo, and Denmark was 7.
She chuckled. "Yes, it's uncanny how much you look like Daddy did when he was young."
They were flipping through the album, and there were many pictures of them together with Denmark since they were children, almost inseparable due to their close bond.
Amiver felt uncomfortable moving around in the house. She tended to stay confined to her room with her son, Marcus. Aside from her recent argument with Denmark, the house held a collection of painful memories that made her reluctant to venture outside her safe space.
A while later, there was a knock on her door, and she opened it to find Messie standing there.
"Aren't you both hungry? It's like you and Marcus never leave your room," Messie remarked.
Amiver sighed, "It's just that I feel uncomfortable here, Messie. I wish Denmark hadn't insisted on us moving straight here. It's really bothering me."
Messie entered the room and sat down, looking concerned. "You know, Amiver, I think you and Denmark should have a sincere conversation. Many problems arise from misunderstandings due to lack of communication."
Amiver lowered her head slightly, realizing the truth in her friend's words. She hadn't even given Denmark a chance to explain or talk things through before she decided to leave.
During mealtime, they all sat together at the dining table. Amiver ate quietly, and Denmark seemed to purposely avoid acknowledging her presence. He engaged in conversation with Messie and Marcus.
"By the way, Cathee and her husband Kevin are visiting tomorrow, here. They live just down the street. You know Cathee, right, Messie?" Denmark said to Messie, still avoiding eye contact with her.
Yes, the three of us, me and Amiver were classmates back in high school," Messie replied.
"Perfect," Denmark acknowledged. "Tomorrow, I'll take Marcus to my parents' house. Buddy, you'll stay with Grandma and Grandpa there for a while, alright? They missed you, and it's been a long time since you last visited."
Marcus nodded, "Okay, Daddy."
Amiver was left agape by what Denmark said, as he didn't even seek her approval for his plans, especially concerning Marcus. She looked at Marcus, who appeared delighted and excited. She wanted to react but couldn't find the words, her frustration simmering beneath the surface.
Messie, what's going on? Should I just accept it, and he'll casually send Marcus to the mansion without even telling me? Amiver asked angrily as she and Messie were left in the kitchen.
Amiver, I think it would be better if you and Denmark talk about this. It's important to have a discussion about Marcus's plans.
I can't stand talking to that person. He's so shameless, and it's getting on my nerves.Amiver said angrily.
Messie, on the other hand, let out a sigh, recognizing the continuous avoidance between the married couple." Amiver, perhaps it's about time you and Denmark have a sincere conversation. This silent treatment is causing more harm than good."
"He can do whatever he wants. I don't want to talk to him, and that's final." s
Helpless Messie, could only nod in response in Amiver's frustration