With the hope that the next day would be better, Ryan finally gave in to sleep, but then, it was a really short sleep, because he had spent a good number of his time, looking up at the ceiling and wondering what he had done, to deserve all the silent treatment Alexander was giving him, but little did he know, that the morning will bring even more.The first rays of dawn seeped through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Ryan stirred his internal clock waking him as usual. He glanced at the figure beside him, and he was shocked that Alexander lay curled up, her back turned to him, her breathing soft and steady. He was so happy, but he didn't want to disturb her. There was a time, when he would gently brush a stray lock of hair from her face and kiss her awake, but today, a strange tension in the air held him back. she had told him she was sleeping in Emily's room, but she ended up in his bed, how it happened, is still a surprise. He decided to use this opportunity to ki
As soon as Alexander walked into the cafe where she is supposed to meet with Annie, she noticed that Annie had changed from their usual spot, where they could see people and laugh at silly things they do to a more private inn, called the VIP. She had sensed that the discussion would be intense, from what Ryan had told her, so she wanted to have some time with her friend.Alexander sat across from Annie in the dimly lit cafe, her fingers wrapped tightly around steaming cup of coffee in front of her. She had been restless all day, unable to focus on work, her mind replaying the message she had received. Annie was patiently waiting for her to start the conversation on what was bothering her.Alexander started to tell, and tears started to rush down her cheek. She doesn't like the fight, but she is just scared of playing the fool again.Annie sensing her friend's distress, spoke up with assurance."Alex, you have to believe me", Annie pleads, her voice laced with concern. What you just
Ryan sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on the clock, the soft tickling sound the only thing breaking the silence of the night. Hours had passed since Alexander said she needed to see Annie, and with each minute that dragged by, his anxiety grew. The once comforting warmth of their home felt cold and empty.The shadows cast by the dim light seemed to stretch across the walls, echoing the dark thoughts that plagued his mind.He replayed the day's event, over and over again, trying to make sense, of Alexander's sudden change in behavior. The quiet drive to work, her refusal to have breakfast, her avoidance of him when it was time to go home, and even when she had spent the night at home, she preferred to spend it with Emily. It was unlike her to be so distant, so closed off. Ryan could feel something was deeply wrong, but he could not place his hands on what it could be.Unable to bear the silence any longer, he reached for his phone and called Annie. If anyone knew where Alexander was o
He could see the walls of his life crumbling before him, piece by piece.The feeling that Juliana have something to die with his present situation was something he could not rule out. The more he thought of it, the more he became desperate to learn the truth.Without a second thought, he grabbed his keys and stormed out of the house, leaving the door ajar in his haste. The night air was cool, It was a sharp contrast to the storm of emotions raging within him. His mind race with every step he took, the tension in his muscles building as he made his way to Juliana's house.When he finally reached the door, he hesitated for a moment, his fist hovering just above the wood. Was this really the right thing to do? He needed answers, and she was the only likely enemy that could give them to him. Taking a deep breath, he knocked firmly on the door.Juliana who seem to have seen him through the window, knew why he had come so late in the night, and she opened the door after the first knock, wit
The poison she had slipped into his drink would keep him unconscious for hours, That is plenty of time, for her to set her plan into motion. She would lay with him naked, and then take pictures of the both of them in bed, she will then send the pictures to Lindsay first, so she could give her more money, then she will send the pictures to Alexander and that will destroy whatever remaining trust Alexander had in him.It was not easy for her taking Ryan to her room, he felt too heavy, but she needed to do it before the position wears off. When she got to her room, she pushed him in the bed, and undressed him, just taking off his shirts, then she covered his legs with duvet. She also undressed, she set her phone, to take the pictures after few minutes. She lay there with him, holding him tight as the flash illuminated his pale face, his expression peaceful and unaware of the chaos about to unfold.After she was sure, she had taken enough oppressing pictures, she sent them to Lindsay, who
"What am I doing here? Ryan asked, shocked to be in a strange room and Alexander in tears, standing Infront of him."What do you mean by that Ryan? You don't have to lie, because she is here. You said it yourself last night,that she isn't giving you what you want, that it is me you want". Ryan was lost, for he doesn't even understand a thing he was hearing. He pushed her aside, and tried to move but he had a spinning head ache, but he needed to fight it, just to be with Alexander."I swear Alexander, it is not what you think. I don't even know how I ended up in the room". He tries to explain."You don't know how you ended up in the room in the bed with her? Oh dear, I will help you remember. You came here to celebrate hurting me, you both had a few drinks and you ended up in bed". Alexander says, as she allowed her tears flow freely. she had initially promised herself that she wouldn't cry, but she just couldn't help it."I am not supposed to be here, but I still want you to say it to
By the time they got to Alexander's aunt's house, she was already outside waiting for her."Your father called already, he says you didn't show up at work, and you are not at home. he says he met your child at home, that she was all alone, all by herself, you weren't there, neither was Ryan. What is going on? She asked.Alexander sat on the couch as she stared blankly at the cup of tea placed before her.She thought of Emily and her father. He already went to the house to check on her. She doesn't know how to tell him, that Ryan isn't the man he thought he was."Things are really crazy right now". She says.Her aunt Mercy sat across from her in an armchair. She had watched Alexander grow up, had seen her go through the ups and downs of life, and now, seeing her in such turmoil, her heart ached. She waited for her to speak up. only then can she advise her, after all, she is still a teenager."I thought I have finally found that one person that would make me very happy for the rest of
Later that evening, Alexander decided to leave aunt Mercy's house, for her house, she was thinking of Emily all through, and she didn't want her to be alone again.After she left, aunt Mercy called Ryan. She should speak to him first, before Alexander speaks to him.Ryan's heart pounded as he stared at the phone, his hands trembling slightly. He just finished speaking with Alexander's aunt, the woman who held more sway, over Alexander's decision, than anyone else. Her voice had been calm, yet firm, offering him a glimmer of hope in which felt like an endless night of despair. He knew this was his chance to make things right, but the weight of his mistakes, pressed down on him like a leaden cloud.Ryan had barely slept, since the incident at Juliana's apartment. The image of Alexander's face, filled with doubt and hurt, haunted him. His mind replayed the moment he saw Juliana beside him in bed, the horror of realization sinking in that he had been drugged and manipulated. The thought o