When We Were Perfect

I am in awe of you, teach me, love

I know the world well but teach me what love is

I think of you during the sunrise and sunset

You are my friend and my companion

Teach me what love is...…

Previously, 

Amy harshly wiped away her tears, quickly taking out some wipes and dabbing her eyes not wanting to give any sign that she was crying before, sighing and walking out of the restaurant.

'You have to fight and win this Amy, don't give up!' She encouraged herself walking towards the familiar car with the same glint she always had when walking in a courtroom ready to fight and win the case.

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Ever had the feeling when everything is going smooth but still, you are a part of unstable stability. For the weeks that followed after their talk in the cafe, things have taken quite a turn with Ozan getting discharged from the hospital, Amy settling back in Daniel's home but this time considering it her home too and Daniel returning to work with Amy staying at home like a typical housewife well in her case it would be more like typical house mom. To say that Amy liked it would be an understatement, she loved the feeling of taking care of their son and watching him grow healthy every day with happiness surrounding him. For the first week, she felt drained of energy, waking up every three hours to check on Ozan, feed him and give him his medicine. Daniel would insist on doing it but then Amy would decline saying that she needed to learn. Although sometimes she would have trouble with it but then Daniel would handle him like a pro making her wonder how he managed to take care of him all this time, nonetheless she was thankful to have Daniel around and more thankful that Ozan wasn't a fussy child but a calm one just like his father. After a week, Silas barged in at their home begging Daniel to take care of his company because the board of directors required his presence. Although he was reluctant to leave Ozan behind, Amy understood how much he had skipped his work and how his presence was a must now in his empire. After much assurance from her that she will be able to take care of their son and besides Martha was there to help her, he hesitantly agreed. Still making sure to come home in the evening and do much of his work from home at night. 

One thing that Amy didn't like was Ozan sleeping in his nursery, though it was next to Daniel's room but to feed her overprotective instincts she would make Ozan sleep with her, feeling the warmth of his little body close to her heart but sometimes that little boy would sneak in the middle of the night to sleep with his elephant in his room or with his dad. Though she didn't like it much, she was good as long as Ozan slept heartily either with his father or that elephant stuffed toy.

True to his words, Daniel was calm and composed with her. There wasn't any argument and fight between them, she half expected him to act rude and cold towards her like she once did to him but he was the complete opposite. He was plain expressionless while talking to her, the only times he would smile and laugh would be when Ozan was between them. Other times, he would reply to her questions calmly without giving much of an expression or sometimes in a monotone or courteously smile. He was always on guard around her, always being in the other corner of the room where Amy wouldn't be. They would have breakfasts and dinners together but there would be complete silence when Ozan wasn't around. To others, it may seem like a comfortable silence but for Amy, it was choking her mentally as she would be the only one trying to initiate a talk, the general questions like how his day was, etc. Daniel would also ask the same things and a few other things about Ozan and home, then he would be off to his room or home office. 

It hurt her to see him tense and always on guard near her, like any moment she would extend her non-existent fangs and bite him. She would remember the times when he would be so carefree and untroubled with her.

At least he was still courteous and thoughtful with her, not even a fragment of what she was like to him in the past. He wasn't being vengeful with her like he should be and that made Amy grow more towards him.

She would think about why she still felt hurt when he was being thoughtful to her, it was what they needed to co-parent and live in peace with each other but the truth was she wanted more, something she couldn't understand herself.

She wanted him to give her his usual charming smile, to talk and laugh with her, to embrace her like he always did, bring her lilies and twinkies, stare at her with the same intense emotions she was unable to understand before. Moreover, she wanted him to teach her how to love someone, just the way he had loved her. Somehow she also wanted to love him, to reciprocate his love, if possible.

'You lost everything yourself, Amy!' The exact words would always mock her while thinking about Daniel.

To rid herself of getting bored at home especially when Daniel would be at the office and Ozan taking his nap, she decided to focus on their home. It wasn't exactly home but she was determined to make it one. She recalled herself gaping like a child when Martha showed her the full House, she never had seen it fully before but when she peered at every corner, she was left in awe making Martha chuckle at her. The thing she noticed the most was that the house was mostly made of glass walls, another thing was the large swimming pool, theatre room and the Gym which really made her stumble upon entering making her wonder how rich was his best friend and husband. It wasn't like she didn't know about him being rich but this house was just beyond her thinking. She never visited the second floor of this house, it would always be her room and the most would be the garden.

It was Martha who told her that Daniel loved Glass walls and the swimming pool, it was the reason he bought this house. At the moment she wanted to dig up a hole and die for claiming him as his best friend and not knowing most of the things about him.

The garage was another thing with literally seven cars ranging from convertible to SUV, sure Amy was rich but not a filthy one like him. 

If she didn't believe it before, she did know that she had been living under a stone this whole life.

'Of course, he is filthy rich, did you forget the magazines who would call him the hottest billionaire Bachelor!' Her mind chided.

To settle her thoughts aside, she would prepare lunch and dinner with Martha learning how much of a failure she was in it. She remembered making curry for Daniel and Ozan messing up the ingredients resulting in the whole kitchen looking like a war zone making Martha give her an incredulous look while Ozan just laughed at her mother scrubbing the already present batter on her face.

In only a month, Amy had gotten well with Martha, the lady was sweet and helping. She also introduced the rest of the staff to Amy starting from the gardener to two other maids. With a lot of tumbles and stumbles, Amy finally learnt to cook some simple dishes making her so proud of her accomplishments that she went on a shopping spree with Martha and Ozan, also buying things to decorate their home, though not much because that house doesn't need change at all. But a little addition wouldn't hurt anyone right.

The look on Daniel's face was priceless when he saw the front wall of his living room change into the wall of frames. Different pictures of Ozan we're hanging on it, some with him and some with Amy recently, there was also a picture from their wedding hanging in large occupying the centre. It made him feel troubled but he kept on a poker face wondering why she would do that considering their marriage was misery to them but what thwarted him back was seeing her wedding band on her finger along with the engagement ring. His mind was once again coming under the sea of emotions but he decided to remain calm.

Amy expected him to react a bit but he only gave a small smile and compliment about the frames before moving out of the scene.. Amy sighed, thinking briefly of ideas to make him lose his guard slowly.