“You are my mother, aren't you?" He asked Macy when she walked out of the room where she and Mel were.“How do you know?" Macy asked.“Because my DNA told me so. It said that I am 45 percent white and quarter Asian and quarter African and the other five percent was Caribbean.There was no way that could have been Maxwell and his wife because they were as Caucasian as it gets,” the boy said and Macy looked at Richard who shrugged his shoulders and smiled.She sighed as she wondered if she was the only ‘normal’ one in her family.Mel was a genius and so was her brother.“Yes, I am your mother," Macy said as she walked towards the boy.“Can I hug you?" She asked when she stood before the boy and the boy nodded and Macy squatted and held him and Jared willingly walked into her embrace.Macy hugged him and all the emotions she had kept hidden in her came puting out.She couldn't believe that she could finally hug her baby and so, she cried.The more she cried and shook and apologised to th
Richard and Jared were wearing matching suits. They looked like they abd been carved from the same log because that was how they looked: cold and indifferent.“Daddy, brother, you have to smile a little. You will scare everyone like that," Mel offered as her mama helped tie the loose sashes that were at the back of her long flowing princess-like turquoise dress. It had pearls on the bodice and they ran through the lower puffy skirt and they twinkled when she walked.“You do look like a real Princess," Jared said and Mel rewarded him with her most brilliant smile.“Mom, you look beautiful," Jared also said as he smiled at Macy and she melted.She, like Mel, was also wearing a turquoise dress that had a skirt that went up to slightly above the knee and then a lacy material that had light and dark flower patterns that ran in a flowing manner to the floor and showed her long beautiful legs.She was wearing matching glass slippers that had a shirt heel.The dress had the same material that
We went to the dining room and this room was an old victorian era style.There was a huge wooden chandelier hanging from the high ceiling and it looked like it had been carved from marble by the way the brown hue was shining.From it hang millions and millions of brightly lit small bulbs that mimicked fireflies.The huge rectangular table looked as if it could seat more than fifty people and I wondered if we would sit the way it was done traditionally: you know, with the two heads of the family at the far ends and then the rest of us a mile from each other but that's not how the plates and cutlery had venw arranged.Seemed like we would be sitting around one end of the big mahogany table.The Armstrong head, Richard's dad, sat at the end and on his right sat his wife.On his left sat my grandmother and then after that it was Richard and I next to my grandmother and the two children were sat next to their grandmother, Richard's mom, after Mel it was my mom and then dad and Ash sat next
"A wedding?" Ash asked, low-set ginger brows furrowing even deeper."Why so fast?" He shouted this time."A wedding," Richard said with a slow grin,and a collective set of gasps filled theair. "I'm gonna marry her on the thirtyfirst this month. I want to belong to her, legally. I want to say those vows you see in movies, to give her not just my mind and body and heart, but the very essence of my soul. I want to give it all since I'm in this relationship for the forever haul.""Er, a-a-actually, uh," Kyle stammered, looking flustered, "well, um... y-yeah,we could do that. But don't you think that we could give my sister some time to prepare? She is a girl and they tend to want everything to be meticulous," he said and they all looked at him.Dinner had been eaten and now, then men were in the pool room playing pool whole the women were somewhete catching up.Richard had just dropped the bomb that he wanted to marry Macy by the end of the month which was like a week and a few day
121. Did you guys hear? The dark angel was finally picked up by the police.For real? Where? I wish I was there and I would have thrown the first stone.Bitch doesn't deserve jail. She deserves hell.I pity the women she will share a cell with. She might off them.Some people like her deserve Azkaban.Oh, only if Harry Potter wasn't fictional.This one doesn't deserve death. Let her suffer in jail for years and years.Lawwd! Why am I not the judge.Guys, y'all here talking about the dark angel and none of you pities the girl whose life she destroyed.Upstairs. You forgot her husband. Poor fella.If he needs a wife, yours truly is here.Upstairs… *laugh emoji* keep dreaming. If I were him, I would be running at the sight of women. Baaaad news! Upstairs: *gun emoji* *grenade emoji*Those and more were the snippets of conversation going on in the new account someone opened on Facebook dedicated solely to bashing Angela.She had been picked by the police the day after Doctor Maxwell con
122. Since Macy said yes to marrying Richard and they got their boy back, Richard had become like Macy's second cloth.He would be wherever she was and if he wasn't lying on her if she was sitting, he would be touching her here and there provided he could feel her.He even spent his days in the studio watching her film but Macy didn't mind although people started talking.For the first time, the mysterious first son of the Armstrong family started showing up in public.This clingy behaviour went on for a month though it wasn't as severe as before. He stopped following a lot but he would casually send cute texts and pictures whenever they were apart.All of a sudden, the ice cube who had no social media accounts created them and shared with the world that he was the happiest man alive.His IG moments were always filled with things like 'My Beautiful fiancè made me breakfast today #inlove' followed by a picture. Sometimes it was random pictures of Macy doing the most regular of things
123. “Mom, hurry up, we have to leave," Mel hurried her mother who was still getting ready. It wasn't that Macy wasn't ready it was just that she had just been informed by her man that they were leaving in an hour's time and they were going for a vacation. “What should I carry? Why didn't you tell me at least yesterday and I would have gotten ready!" She had complained wondering where to start. “Don't worry about that. It was a surprise and we already packed for you. All we want is for you to go with us," he has said and the children had beamed. “Yes ma, just wear something and let's leave. This will be my first vacation with my real family," Jared had urged and that was how Macy had found herself getting ready and now, she was wondering what to wear because she had even forgotten to ask where they were going. “Where are we going again? What do I wear?" She shouted from her bedroom and Richard shouted back, “just wear anything. One of those cute dresses of yours.” "Yes mama. The
124. Life is a blessing and we only have one of it. In this life, we have plenty of challenges and heartbreaking events that we at times feel like we won't be able to move on from but as long as we have theones we love right beside us it makes it all worth it.One of life's gifts is finding someone you can share the rest of your life with, someone who will be there for you through thick and thin and love you for who you arenot what you have.Richard had found such a person who was currently lying in his arms. He wanted nothing more but to spend the rest of his life with this woman and no one else. As he lay on the bed his gaze lingered on Macy with a hard to describe smile on his face. He couldn't believe that he had been this lucky.He also smiled when he remembered when he was drugged by his brother. He almost killed his brother but now, he was happy and he would even reward Asher with the latest Tesla that he had been asking for.They had arrived at his uncle's villa on the Indi