Rebecca was shell- shocked due to the impact of the words that she heard from Amy's mouth. She was not able to believe that the school going girl she had just seen with her husband, would have this much strength– both physically and mentally.What was her agenda in this whole matter!? Not only was she trying to snatch Dottie away from her after chasing her down the hall, she was also arguing with her and engaging in a battle about what is right and what is not! Till now, she had been thinking that obviously, Amy was with Jack just because of his money. And if she was really with him because of money, then why the hell upon this god's earth, was she trying to save Dottie?!If it was Rebecca in place of her, she would definitely be celebrating this moment, by sitting back calmly and sipping a drink in peace. Or maybe, she should even be helping her run away with the child, as soon as possible! After all, she was in a way helping this new girl, by reducing some of her responsibilities
Everything was happening so quickly,that Amy was only able to bounce her focus between Jack and the Doctor at one time.She really did not want to ignore Megan deliberately, but the circumstances were not giving her a chance to acknowledge her presence, or even greet her formally. But when she finally mentioned that she would be seeing the doctor off and Jack should stay and take care of her, she was nearly filled with guilt for not having extended the basic courtesy of greeting her. Hence, she placed her entire attention towards the door, so that she would not get distracted by her pain once again, at least not before acknowledging her presence and thanking her.But the moment she shifted her attention towards the door, this was when she heard the doctor referring to her as Jack's wife.And the moment she heard that, her face flushed with embarrassment upon the doctor's assumption. She felt compelled to correct the misunderstanding at the earliest, but before she could have managed
Even though Jack had successfully managed to calm Anna down for a few moments, he knew the brooding nature of his eldest daughter really well. And he also knew, that the scars that Rebecca had left on her body and mind were not going to vanish anytime soon.But at the same time, he could not let his precious daughter go through the pain of the scars which burn your heart from time to time.And for this, he was ready to do anything… anything that his power, money, status and connections had made him capable enough to do– but for now, distracting both of them seemed to be a good idea to him.After all, no matter how rich or influential a father may become, he can not wish away the pains of his daughters with a snap! This was when he spoke up, thinking all this in his mind and making a mental note about what all he was supposed to do, and how early he needed to do all of it."Okay! So, who wants some ice cream?" Jack kept his voice as cheerful as he possibly could, trying to hide whate
Finally, the day with all its heaviness left with the night, and a new day arrived with the change of date on the calendar and with the brightness of morning… As the early morning light filtered through the balcony, Jack paced back and forth, his mind consumed by a whirlwind of disturbing revelations from the night before. He could not shake the feeling of unease that had settled over him, a result of his own actions blurring the boundary between himself and Amy.He scolded himself for his lack of mindfulness, for allowing his emotions to cloud his judgment and compromise his years of cultivated discipline and self- control… What was the point of all his efforts if he couldn't even maintain composure in moments of crisis?How could he fight with someone who had saved his daughter, as well as his mother– that too, from his wife, who was ready to do anything to harm him and get any benefit from him! He knew that he had somehow blurted out the frustration of Rebecca on Amy or worse,
The next morning, Amy stirred awake to find a stack of novels carefully arranged on her bedside table. A note pasted on top of the stack read in a neat handwriting, "For you. We will be back with games at 3." And just like that, it gradually became their routine over the following week: Jack and the kids knocking on Amy's door, at three o'clock sharp. They were sometimes joined by Helen, and they would spend the hour playing different types of board games.Amy found herself looking forward to these afternoon gatherings, as the laughter and the presence of Anna and Dottie was enough to lift her spirits. Even though there was a sense of nagging guilt in the back of her mind… she could not help but feel like since she had gotten injured, she had actually not been able to contribute any time towards taking care of the girls, which was the primary condition for Jack allowing her to stay with them.But still, she was being treated so warmly by all of them, as none of the four people eve
Jack knocked on Amy's door, and she responded with a soft invitation to enter. When he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of Amy, looking stunning in the sleek red dress that Megan had sent for her. Her blonde hair was spread across her back like a golden shimmering curtain, and she turned around to see Jack standing at the door. "Shall we go?" he asked, his tone polite yet formal as he offered his arm to her.Amy smiled and accepted his arm, the gesture making her feel supported both physically and emotionally. They left the room, with Jack gently assisting her due to her injured leg while she hobbled along. Before they left, Jack reminded ;"Mother, please call me as soon as possible, in case of any emergencies. And don't worry, we will try to return soon."They drove to the venue in silence. Jack focused on the road ahead, his mind preoccupied with the mission at hand and Amy was lost in her own thoughts beside him.When they finally arrived at their destination, Jack
There was a complete hush that fell over the crowd after Megan announced this, and the dense silence was only broken by the sound of hushed whispers, as everyone began to question if they had really heard it right.As Megan's revelation hung in the air, whispers began to flow through the room like a soft breeze, each one carrying a hint of speculation and curiosity."Did she really say Giorgio?""Yeah, I think I also heard her say Amelia Giorgio… but did you know anything about this before?""Even I am hearing about this for the first time!""Oh, I had heard some rumors… but I thought that was it, just baseless rumors!""I just thought she was some small name socialite from Europe, but I never would have guessed she had an interesting backstory…"Megan watched with a faint smile on her face, knowing the effect of dropping that bombshell. The whispers swirled around the room, each voice adding a layer of intrigue to the situation. Finally, she spoke up again, her voice cutting through
Amy's heart sank as she listened to the conversation, feeling a mix of hurt and indignation at the harsh words directed towards her. She bit her lip to hold back the tears, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched the edge of her seat. The words echoed in her mind, each one like a dagger piercing her already fragile confidence. She could not understand why anyone would speak about her in such a cruel manner, especially when they knew nothing about her at all! It felt like a betrayal, knowing that people were judging her based on assumptions and rumors without even trying to find out the truth, or even speaking to her once!She was getting impatient, but instead of paying attention to their words, she tried to focus on the flowers in front of her.Their vibrant colors and the calming breeze did provide a brief respite from the hurtful words, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing thoughts and regain her composure.The realization that she was being compared to M