The Hartley and Wilson family were gathered together in the home of the latter. Their initial reason for the meeting was to discuss wedding preparations and other things but somehow the conversation derailed completely. "I am telling you Blanche, my son would never do such an outrageous thing." Moses's mother, Rachel yelled. "He is a man of dignity and when he decides to do something, he fully commits to it! You can't just sit there and throw accusations as you please!""Throw accusations? Are you trying to imply that my daughter is the one lying?" Blanche shot back. "She caught him red handed, she saw it happen with her own two eyes! How dare you tell me that she's lying?"Bianca had paid a surprise visit to the hotel that Moses usually frequent but she had never expected to find him in bed with another woman. "Enough!" Moses yelled. "If you have a problem with what I did or who I was with, then you are more than welcome to call off the wedding!" He barked and stormed out of the li
'Van Everest, a victim or a dangerous criminal?'When Van read the headline, he squeezed his hand in a tight fist. Who was this person? And what was his/her intention? What would the person stand to gain by slandering his mame on social media. If Van was a criminal, he would have been scared that his deeds might come into light but since he wasn't, that fear was out the window. Instead the only thing that persisted in his mind was the single question he had been asking himself ever since he saw the first one. Why?The content of the article was basically saying that he was a liar and deserved to go to prison when he did. Rather than an accident, the Fisherman claimed that it had been Van's intention to kill Moses at that time. And just like the first one was posted, there were a whole bunch of hateful comments about him. Underneath all the comments demanding the case be reopened or he received a new sentence, one particular comment seemed to stand out, and it caught Van's eyes.
"Well? Has he said anything?" "Obviously not, if he has I would have mentioned it. Wouldn't I?" Bianca was getting irritated. She knew Van must have seen the comment and that he knew what it meant, so why the hell wasn't he trying to reach her?!"Maybe he didn't know it was you." Blanche said. "Of course he does! Rose garden is the place he proposed to me, how on earth would he forget something like that?!""But it has been hours, why havn't we heard anything yet?""I don't know mother! If I did why would I be sitting here, staring at my phone?""Watch your tone woman. Regardless of whatever you might be feeling now, I am still your mother, and I will not tolerate any form of disrespect from you." The woman warned in a stern voice. "I'm sorry. I just don't understand why he's not saying anything. It doesn't make sense!""Patience Bianca. If he doesn't reply tomorrow, then we'll have to send him a message he wouldn't be able to ignore."Bianca didn't know what her mother meent but s
"When you were a little boy, you said it was your dream to own a restaurant one day. Everyone laughed when you said it but the next day, you started making drawings of what you wanted it to look like. The designs, the colors, all you. You even came up with the name yourself."As he listened to Fred, Van was hit with a sudden feeling of nostalgia. An image pooped up in his mind, a large dining room, a little boy with his parents and siblings. Was it him?Could that be the night Fred was talking about?Not remembering who he was or what his childhood was like was very frustrating, and Van couldn't help but blame Grace. "Do you remember sire, you made a bet with your father about it.""A bet." Van repeated a if in a daze, trying to dig deep into his memories. "I-It was something about drawing…or am I wrong?""You're not sire. Your father said if you completed your drawings for the restaurant and came up with a good name–""-- he would open it up for me." Van had a blank expression on hi
Just like that, their learning trip was cut short after just one stop and they headed back to his place. His mother had been spending more time with them because she said she wanted to make up for all the years they were apart. And because she said she didn't trust Grace around her grandkids. When he arrived back home, Grace was the only one around. "Where's Ivy?" Van asked without looking at her directly. "She went out not quite long ago with Sheryl." She paused for a while before she added. "Van, don't you think we need to talk?""Talk?""Yes. You won't even look at me anymore. I understand how you must feel–""No, I don't think you do. You can't simply understand how I'm feeling right now because even I don't know what the fuck I'm feeling! And honestly, I don't think now is the right time for us to do this. I need to get my head straight before I talk to you." "But Van –""No don't! Really just …don't." Van had started to walk away when she yelled out. "I did what I did to pr
Van never thought that she would utter a statement like that. If anything she was supposed to be apologizing profusely for her offense. Before he could stop himself, his body had gone into overdrive and he landed a hard slap across her face. "How dare you?!" He bellowed. "How dare you open your mouth and say that to her? Are you even human at all? Do you not know the gravity of the offense you committed? Under the law this is basically kidnapping, you should be thankful that you live here and not the police station. Do you think I let you stay here because I love you? Hell no!I was only being nice because I know you have nowhere else to go. Everyday we let you live here you are supposed to find new ways to repent for what you did, but instead of doing that, you have the guts to say something so hurtful to my mother?You know, I didn't hate you before…but now I do." He eyed her from head to toe before storming off. After he got to his room, Van dropped to his knees staring down at
"I asked all of us to have dinner together because I feel we need to talk." Van said after they were all complete. "Earlier today, Fred was telling me about some things and I felt it's time for me to know what actually happened all those years ago. How did my brother and I end up at the orphanage? Why wasn't Macy with us? What was going on at home? I need to know everything.""But Van, the doctor said–""I know what the doctor said mom, but it's my right to know. I'm ready."The woman sighed and started. "That day, Macy and I had gone out to attend a friend's birthday and you boys said you would stay home with your father. While I was there, I got a call from one of the house helps that your father had gotten into a fight with his brother and it was serious. I left Macy with my friend and rushed back home but by the time I got there, the house was on fire and I couldn't find you two. I did my best to search for you, but my efforts were all futile.""Why didn't you go after dad's brot
Van arrived at the rose garden ten minutes later than the agreed time. His reason… he just wanted to be late. While they were dating, he was always the one waiting for her and he wanted to turn the table aound for a change. Sure enough when he got there, she was already waiting inside and she even looked anxious. "You came!" She smiled when she spotted him. "Why am I here?" Van wanted to go straight to the point to avoid spending too much time there. "Wow, what's with the cold attitude? Shouldn't you be happy to see me?"Van raised a brow in confusion. What was going on? "I came all the way to see your face and the first thing you say to me is 'why am I here?' that's mean." She pouted and took a step closer to Van. "Are you really trying to say you don't miss me?"She reached out to touch him but he backed away from her. So it was a trap! And in Van's opinion, a rather stupid one. "What is this? Did you call me here just to waste my time? Well, if that's all then I guess I'll be