Tiffany~ The tension in his aura was readable. The way he paced the reception at sudden intervals made me want to offer comfort to his disturbed mind. His sister, Courtney Logan was in the theater room, getting her surgery done and he really isn't helping himself this way. Although, I watched from a distance.. I doubted it if he really didn't notice me. Ever since that day I spilled the Truth about our relationship to his sister, we barely conversed. He felt betrayed and I, guilty. I did the right thing, anyways. The truth would have still ended up coming to the lime light either ways. 'Why the hell are you standing in my way, Miss Tiffany? Don't you have an appropriate place to be?' I spun around to notice the bald headed nurse who just spilled his complain. 'I wasn't standing in your way!' I strongly defended. 'Oh. So the new development now is you're partially or totally blind? I see. That's why it's hard for you to discern the right place to be!'. His complain was meaningles
Tiffany~ I struggled out of the building, trying to put on my heels while I walked to the waiting car. The door was held open for me by one of his guards. 'Thank you' I mouthed before hopping into it. I caught a glimpse of him. He was busy on his tablet, made no move to acknowledge my presence. An act I also reciprocated. We'd agree to not do whatever that'll make us uncomfortable, so the no talking attitude must be one of those fulfillment. That's what I concluded at. The engine revved and we were being driven to our destination. However, the silence that ensued between the both of us was awkward. At the hospital that day, I eventually agreed to follow him to his family dinner to save him from his father. His sister had appreciated in the same vein, also promised to be nicer. 'Thank you for doing this' his deep, smoldering voice rang in my ears. I smiled and gave a curt nod. 'You're welcome' Silence... More silence... The only thing heard was the sound of our breathing. The d
Christian~ 'Boss. The car is ready. We should head to the warehouse now'. I gently placed my pen on the desk, closing the pages of the magazine I was reading. 'is it supposed to be today?' Brian stared in astonishment. 'It's been four days already. You were supposed to meet him for answers to your mother's whereabouts yesterday but you were at Miss. Lauren's home. I couldn't bring myself to remind you about it at that moment.' 'Why?' 'Because you made it clear you wanted no disturbance' 'Ohh' I mouthed, remembering I did tell him so. 'How about the dinner coming up at home. When is it supposed to take place?'. 'In two days, sir. I suggest we also head to the warehouse right away' Brian mentioned again, probably sensing the reluctance I gave off. Although, the scarred man was the last clue to finding my mum's whereabouts, it's obvious he wouldn't succumb to blowing off the truth about my mother's whereabouts. He's literally doing everything it takes to protect his little mistr
~Audrey~ She flared. 'It's not a thing, you idiot. It's our baby. Our child. Now, you've ruined his future by earning yourself, bad reputation. A murderer. A man who tried to murder his own brother out of jealousy! It's a shame, Audrey! A big shame!' Her words stung hard. 'He's not my brother.. he's a step child! A bastard! An illegitimate son who doesn't deserve half the property father left in his name. And Maybe if you had gone through with the plan at that time... Assassinated him quietly. I wouldn't be in this state!'. She let out a short, humorless laughter. You're not even a real son either! You're the real outcast of the Forbes' family. You don't even have their last name!. Christian Forbes did nothing wrong to you. I could not bring myself to kill the poor soul. He doesn't deserve death. It is you, Audrey who should be Dead. Maybe when you die, you can atone for your sins so my baby and I can live a free life' 'Is this why you came to visit me? Is this what you had in mi
Tiffany~ It was all fun and interesting... Christian getting to finally meet his mum, the real villain finally getting exposed until I was mentioned, assumed to be the long neglected daughter of Mrs. Forbes. At the proclamation, I snorted a silent laughter, concluding it was some kind of joke or mind trick. The sly grin on my face soon turned into a full blown frown when she narrated my whole life in thirty seconds.. it is true that I grew up in an orphanage home. I stayed there my whole life till I was eighteen. I didn't get a chance to meet my birth parents so I could not tell who they really are. I shook the thoughts off, taking few several breaths to calm my banging heart. 'Anybody could be in the same shoes as mine.. I can't be the only girl whose life story is this way...' I mumbled inaudibly. Mrs. Forbes walked hurriedly to wear I sat, suddenly turned my head so my neck can come into full view. I didn't take an easy guess as to why she did that until Christian's mother mention
Christian~ Police vehicle sirens could be heard from the mansion's compound. I looked over at Lauren. Who called the police? Who is about to get arrested?. Answers to my questions were soon witnessed when an officer came into the dinner hall, approaching Linda and cuffing her from behind. 'What the hell do you think you're doing?! Release me at once!' she yelped. 'We implore that you cooperate with us, ma'am. If you have any complains, you can lay them at the station' 'You've no right to arrest me without a warrant' They turned deaf ears to her as she was being dragged away. 'What are you doing, Miranda?' there was an edgy tone to the Chairman's voice as be inquired. 'Taking care of what's supposed to be done'. 'You didn't have to bring the police in to take her away that way'. 'She damaged too many lives and she deserved what she got.' 'She is still my wife, Miranda. My legal wife..' Lauren grabbed my wrists, simultaneously stood up abruptly. 'We should get out of here, C
~Joan~ Rhodes stepped in that instant, his eyes darkening as they fell on me. He knew I wasn't happy with it but there was nothing he most definitely could do about it. I wonder if he was also unhappy about me getting married to some stranger. He should be. 'You would soon be called out to the altar. Your father says to tell you to get ready. He will soon be in to get you' I inclined my head once, tore my gaze from him and concentrated back on my reflection. My heart churned when I heard the door shut close behind me. Doesn't he have anything to say? Something... Anything regarding this... Words of encouragement, consolation, promises that I'll do just fine.. I sniffed, pushing my head to the back to keep more tears from falling, lest I ruin my make up. I felt even more abandoned. I was all done. As if on cue, my father came in. All smiles, ignoring the fact that I was nothing close to happy.. He offered his hands and helped me to my feet. 'Since Christian Forbes didn't work out
Few moments passed, my feet dragged as I climbed onto the altar to meet the groom. Shortly after, the wedding vows were made andi swore I heard my father heave a relief sigh when everything went perfectly well.... 'If there's anyone here, who opposes to the union of these beautiful couple, speak now or forever hold your peace...' the priest declared Apprehensively, everyone waited Silence. The priest repeated his statement again.... Still silence... 'I now join you as husband and wi...' the priest started to say. The words hung in his mouth when a female bursted into the room, approaching the altar while breathing annoyance. 'Gerald!! What do you think you're doing?' she bawled, removed her slipper and threw it towards the groom's direction. My eyes widened in disbelief and I stared at the groom in amusement...'Who is she?' 'I swear. I don't know her' he denied, releasing his knotted tie. I scoffed. 'Lying now wouldn't help matters.. just come clean' I mention, happy that