Troy’s boots as he made his way up the winding driveway to Bethany’s house. The night was eerily quiet, no one was walking on the road except him. The air was heavy with the kind of stillness that came before a storm. His breath came in short, sharp bursts, more from the tension coiling in his chest than the physical exertion of the walk. With every step, memories of the past weeks gnawed at him… the panic, the sinking realization that everything he had was no more was disheartening and it was all because of her. The soft glow of light from Bethany’s kitchen window felt mocking. He reached the front door, standing still for a moment, his knuckles white as his fists clenched at his sides. He had nowhere else to go. Nowhere else to turn. But the thought of being here, in this place, after everything, set his blood boiling. Troy raised his hand and knocked, once and then twice. Then the sound of footsteps and Bethany’s face appeared in the door, her eyes widening when she saw
He had believed in her, trusted her. And now, he felt as if he didn’t know her at all. “I don’t want your apology,” he said, his voice rough. “I just want my life back, but even that is impossible now.” Bethany’s eyes filled with tears, and for a moment, she looked like she might crumble under the weight of his words. But then she straightened, squaring her shoulders. “I’ll fix this,” she said, her voice stronger than before. “I’ll make it right.” Troy shook his head, his laugh devoid of humor, “You can’t fix this, Bethany. It’s all over now! I have no money!” “No, it’s not.” She stepped toward him, her hands trembling but determined. “I’ll find a way for us to get back on our feet. I will look for a job and support us.” “What job? There is nothing left for us anymore,” he said, cutting her off. “I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.” Her face fell, the last of her resolve crumbling as she stared at him, helpless. “Please,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Don’t give up on us,
Suddenly Joe and the rest of the team walks in to get Clary out of the hospital. "What's the meaning of this Mike?" Garry asked. "Calm down Garry, I know she's supposed to be here at the hospital but the risk is far greater than you think." "What do you mean by risk Mike?" Garry asked and continues. "Can you please go straight to the point and stop beating around the bush because you're making me go crazy right now!" He blurted out. "My point is, Clary and Jessie's life are in danger if they remain at this hospital Garry." Mike replied and continues. "We need to get them out of here before something bad happens." "Are we going back to Joe's place?" Garry asked. "Not at all Garry." Mike replied and added; "We're changing our location." "You guys found a place already?" Garry asked. "Joe is faster than you think Garry." Mike replied. "So that's where we're headed now?" Garry asked. "Yeah." Mike replied and continues. "We have to stay low for a while." "Let me get this straigh
***Few days later*** Bethany’s hands began to tremble as she poured the coffee, the rich yet bitter aroma filled their nostrils. There was silence between them. She could feel Troy’s eyes boring into the back of her skull, as if searching for any sign of the truth she’d been avoiding for days. She dared not meet his gaze at least not yet for fear that he would ask the question she was running away from for days now. But it seems, today she had no choice but to answer him because Troy couldn't hold it anymore. “So, how much is left?” His voice was tight, the tension that already existed between them intensified. Bethany hesitated, the words caught in her throat. Her manicured fingers fidgeted as she was lost in thoughts because the amount left with her was actually nothing. “Bethany?” Troy’s tone sharpened, “How much is fucking left?” She swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper. “Eighty thousand.” Troy’s voice, rising in disbelief, echoing off the walls of the apartme
Bethany had never been broke her entire life, she had always been the girl who had it all, the girl who others envied and worshiped. She was the talk of town for always having money around her, Logan Hudson her ex-husband showered her with all his savings, Troy Reece gave her a lot as well which she slurged on designers, parties, galas and all. She has been living large from other people's hard work because she hated to work and now the universe seemed tired of her living that way, she had to start making a living for herself. This feeling was something she wasn’t accustomed to, and it was unsettling to her. She passed by some boutique stores and high-end restaurants where she had once dined without a care. The memories of those days felt like another lifetime. Everything had changed now for her, and but then the world was rotating without any care to her fall from grace. After hours of walking aimlessly, she found herself standing in front of a diner. A plain, no-frills pla
Bethany's walk home was long, her feet dragging over the concrete. She passed the expensive boutiques and cafes that had once felt like second nature to her yet again, but now they only mocked her. They were so out of reach, it was more like it was part of a world she had been exiled from. She had burned bridges to go back there as she never imagined in her heart that it could ever burn so quickly, and now she had to pay the price. When she reached the apartment, she hesitated at the door. Would Troy still be inside, or had he given up on her, packed his things, and left? The thought of facing him, of hearing more of his disappointment, made her stomach turn, but there was no avoiding it. She couldn’t run anymore. Bethany pushed open the door and stepped inside. The apartment was very quiet, the emptiness was suffocating. Her heart sank as she noticed that Troy's things were still here, his jacket draped over the back of a chair, his shoes by the door but he was nowhere to be
"Welcome to our new home ladies and gentlemen." Joe said and continues. "Like I said folks, you can leave whenever you want to leave, I'm not gonna stop any of you guys. But if you wanna be by my side, this is your home and you can take whatever you want." "I'm here to stay Boss, we all are." One of Joe's men replied to his speech. Suddenly, Joe saw Mike walking towards him. "Thanks guys, we wouldn't have been here today if it wasn't for you all." Joe said and added, "And that's why there's gonna be some party tonight." "Alright!" One of Joe's men said loudly as they all cheered happily, everything seemed to be going well with them and their new location. "Joe we need to talk." Mike said. "Sure Mike, what is it?" Joe asked. "I don't think Fox is gonna stop looking for us." Mike said. "Is that the reason why you wanted to talk to me?" Joe asked. "Of course it is Joe, that guy is too dangerous." Mike replied. "Listen Mike,I know a lot has been going on since we met alright… bu
The next day, Garry went to Mike in order to speak with him. "Hey Mike." Garry said. "Hey!" Mike replied. "I just wanna let you know that I'm taking Clary and Jessie to the airport." Garry replied. "Are they leaving already?" Mike asked. "They have to leave Mike it's the only way to keep them safe." Garry replied. "I guess you're right about that." Mike replied. "Is there anything you want me to do?" Mike asked. "Like what?" Garry asked. "I mean is there anything I could help you with, like escorting you, Clary and Jessie to the airport?" Mike asked. "No not really Mike… you’ve done more than enough, I appreciate that thank you. I'll be back as soon as they are on the plane." He said. "Alright, I guess I'll see you later then." Mike said. "Yeah, see you later man." Garry said and walks away. **** "Now there you are." Joe said immediately he saw Garry coming. "Hey Joe." Garry said and continues. "Look I really do appreciate your help about Clary and her daughter." "You