~ MeganMy brows furrowed. The asshole had the audacity to assume I had something to do with it.“You are not that important, Charles, so please stop feeling like I only think about you,” I rudely told him.Charles laughed mockingly. “You should stop lying, Megan. I know I mean the world to you, and since I refused to reciprocate your feelings, you resort to doing low tricks to get my attention.”I shook my head, pinching between my brows. “I knew I shouldn’t have come in here.” I turned my back on him, walking out of his room as he continued accusing me of something I was innocent of.Eventually, an investigation was carried out, but the culprit turned out to be one of the maids in the house, not even the nurses. But that was only discovered after Charles had fired all his caregivers.He didn't even have the courtesy to apologize to them after everything was completed. It was as if becoming disabled was a ticket for Charles to become the world’s biggest asshole. He kept getting worse
~ MeganMy father looked down at my boxes and took one from my hand. “Good. At least my daughter can have her life back. Come in and forget about that bastard. You are home now.”My eyes welled up in fresh tears. My dad was back.My mother was in the living room. She was surprised to see me, but her first reaction was to hug me first, squeezing me in her motherly embrace. “There, there, it is over now." She stroked my head lovingly.I cried harder because it has been a long time since I enjoyed her motherly warmth. She didn’t let me break the hug until I had cried to my satisfaction.“He can’t hurt you anymore.” She smiled and wiped my tears. “Neither will we hurt you.”It meant a lot to hear her say that to me. I was already hurt many times already. I was tired. While my father took my bags upstairs, my mother led me to the living room where we sat together.She held my hands and looked into my eyes, and all I could see were the tears of regret deeply embedded in them. “My little bunn
~ CharlesIt has been weeks since I saw the light of day. All day long, I lie in bed only to rise when the therapist comes in for my session. It is in complete contrast to the life I used to live before the accident.I feel like a hollow vase, echoing my sadness and despair with no one to fill the void within me. The only person attempting to fill the void, I pushed away for her own good.I wanted Megan to move on finally. She deserved better, and she would never get it if she stuck around me. But now I regret pushing her away because… I miss her.She was like a ray of sunshine that brightens a gloomy day, and now without her, I am stuck in darkness. The same darkness I claimed to want. I guess now I know my true feelings about it. I want to be happy again but not at the expense of Megan's happiness.Today, like the others before it, the maids come into my room to clean up, leaving the lights on only the dim translucent lights to navigate their way through the room. It should probably
~ CharlesI asked for Lucian to be brought into the garden because I found myself enjoying the scenery of the environment. It was something refreshing compared to the room I was always locked up in.He looked healthy, striding to me with his long legs. Weird, right? I now felt jealous of those that could use their legs because I was stuck in a wheelchair. And I didn’t know when I would be coming out of this situation.Lucian offered me a warm smile as he sat. “You look sick, cousin,” he commented.I chuckled, shaking my head. Lucian was always known for his blunt honesty and straightforward comments. He didn’t even bother to play the pity game with me. “Thanks for the honesty, Lucian, and you look well.”“I just thought I should stop by since I hadn’t been able to do so since your accident,” he said.“Even Steve hasn’t visited me, so I don’t think I can be mad at you.” I smiled perfunctorily.Lucian’s brows furrowed. “Why? I heard he has left rehab long ago.”It was my turn to frown.
~ CharlesI went to her house first, and she wasn’t home; none of her family members were home, which was strange.I decided to go to her new office, which was where I got my answer.“The boss is away on a family trip,” her secretary told me, giving me an awkward look because I was obviously supposed to know that information about my said wife.If only she knew that it was not always as rosy as we portrayed it on the outside.I rolled myself out of her new office with a thick cloud of sadness hovering over my head. I was exhausted, poorly dressed, and already making the headlines. If only I achieved something from today’s journey, it would have been worth It, but it was all for nothing.I returned home in a mood and found my two caregivers drinking on duty. I couldn’t help but get angrier. “What do you two think you are doing?” I yelled at them. “Is this what I pay you for? To drink and get wasted? You are both fired!”“With pleasure, Mr. Charles McCall,” the freckled-faced caregiver
~ Charles “Charles? What happened to you?” Megan’s voice faded in and out of my consciousness.Megan… I smiled internally although I didn’t have the strength to do it physically, but I muttered her name weakly, “Megan… You’ve returned.”The rest of her replies were drowned out because I finally succumbed to the darkness, but when I woke up in the morning, I discovered that it was only a dream.I groaned, rubbing my slightly throbbing head. I looked around, searching for anything that indicated that Megan was here, but I found nothing. I was only imagining things because of my fever.My day was instantly ruined even before it started. I deserved everything that was happening to me. At least I didn’t die last night, but who took care of me? If not Megan, who?“Oh, you are awake,” chimed Megan, stepping out of the bathroom with a bowl of water.My eyes widened as I gaped at her.She furrowed her brows slightly but ignored my shocked expression. She placed the back of her palm on my fore
~ Megan“I’m sorry, Jenny!” Charles yelled out in his sleep, but he hadn’t fully woken up. “Janette…” He added with trembling lips.Jenny? Janette? Why was he dreaming about dead people? It seemed to have become something he frequently did, so I could only guess that he was traumatized. Janette’s case was understandable, but what about Jenny?These questions remained unanswered, but I decided to go easy on the therapy. I hired a radical therapist in addition to the former one Charles had, and most of his treatments were pretty early. I was the only one with the power to wake Charles up from his beauty sleep.He was especially lazy since he lost his ability to walk, and sharing a room with him made me aware of some of his nasty habits.He wasn't as charming as he looked on the outside, especially when I wanted to change his clothes. He still preferred his caregivers, and I didn’t want to bother the newly hired ones.I had to make a list of activities we could do to help Charles in his
~ MeganOne day, Charles’ mother visited the house, and Charles and I were in the living room resting after a walk around the house. Bianca didn’t come unannounced because she informed me first, but when I told Charles, he didn’t want to hear anything that concerned his mother.She entered the living room beaming a smile. “Hello, children,” she greeted us.“Why are you here?” Charles asked before she could sit.Bianca’s smile faltered, but she lifted it again. “Why can’t I visit my son and daughter-in-law?”“Because we don’t want you here,” Charles replied.“Charles!” I slapped his arm. “Don’t be rude to your mother.”“Don’t defend a woman that has done nothing but hate you since she met you,” Charles retorted.I shook my head at his behavior, then I smiled at Bianca. “Welcome, Mrs. McCall, what do we offer you?”“Nothing, I am fine,” she said, still smiling.“Then leave. If you are not here to get your compensation for what you did for me in the office, you should get going; you are
~ Charles“Megan,” I began, my voice quivering with the burdensome weight of what I needed to say. Her eyes turned to me, full of curiosity and concern, as I confessed the truth that had eaten away at my peace and sanity for years.Megan lost her mind for a moment, kicking, punching, and calling me names. She refused to believe that I was capable of such an evil act. She said she saw the silhouette of the hit-and-run driver, and it wasn't mine. She accused me of taking the fall for someone, and I tried to explain that I was not, but she wouldn't believe me.“Megan, it is the truth, and I can't keep running from it,” I said, my voice steadier with resolve. “I need to own up to what I’ve done.”Megan remained in denial, but I felt ecstatic, more than I have felt in years. It was ironic, huh? I was feeling relieved just knowing that I was going to pay for my crimes. Megan refused to follow me, so after I said my last goodbye to my son, I drove myself to the police station, knowing that
~ MeganI ran out of the office panting. When I saw my sister, I told her everything and I took the flash drive that had the video with me.My sister had a brilliant idea. She smirked as she spoke. “Tomorrow is Charles’ wedding with that snake. Why don't we crash the wedding and expose the truth?”My eyes lit up. “You are so bloody smart and wicked, Lena,” I smirked.With determination burning in our hearts, Celena and I hatched a plan to crash Charles’s wedding, and Lucian was ready to help us in any way possible. We would expose May tomorrow for her deceit. Armed with the evidence that still had its primary source alive, I knew it would be a piece of cake to expose May.The next day, we arrived at the venue of the wedding, our hearts pounding with anticipation and nerves. We were determined to make our move before it was too late.As we stealthily made our way inside, I felt like I was in one of those dramatic telenovelas, and I was the female lead ready to rain hell on the villains
~ MeganThat was the last conversation I had with Charles before our divorce was made public. Without giving an explanation to the public, he began his wedding preparations, forcing people to speculate about the reason for our separation. Unsurprisingly, there were people who guessed it right and immediately began to cyber-attack Charles and May.I avoided the media and crowded locations because I wasn't ready to face them yet.Every day felt like an endless battle as I tried to survive the storm of emotions that raged within me. The pain of my separation from Charles made me feel vulnerable and broken because neither of us wanted it. But then I knew I had to stay strong, for myself and for the life that lay ahead of me with Charles.As the days crawled by, I found solace in quiet moments, mostly spent alone, where I could reflect on the memories we had shared and the love that had once bound us together. But even in the midst of my grief, a flicker of hope remained, a tiny flame tha
~ Megan"But my father... he has always been too focused on the business, even when he is supposed to be retired. He is hell-bent on protecting the family name at all costs. He can't see past that, even if it means our happiness."Tears welled up in my eyes as I shook my head in disbelief. It was as if things were about to head south, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. "I can't believe he is doing this to me... I thought we had his support.""So did I," Charles admitted, feeling a lump form in my throat. "But it seems like... like he is willing to throw everything away for the sake of that company."I wrapped my arms around Charles, seeking solace in his embrace. “We’ll get through this, Charles. We always do, no matter how tough the going gets. As long as we have each other, we are going to be fine.”I knew that no matter the challenges that lie ahead, we would overcome them, as long as we had each other, we would be fine.“I love you, Megan,” Charles whispered, pressing a
~ CharlesIt was a big shock to meet Megan at my father’s house. I could only hide my surprise by pretending to be unsurprised to see her. As she stepped aside for us to chat, her presence seemed to fill the space, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of conflicting emotions.“Charles?” she narrowed her eyes. “You didn't tell me that you would be coming here,” her voice a mixture of apprehension and determination.“Honey!” I replied, mustering a smile despite the turmoil brewing within me. “Why are you here? I mean, you didn't tell me that you would be seeing Father today…”She hesitated for a moment before speaking, her gaze steady. “I needed to talk to your father, Charles. It's about May and her crazy claims.”My heart sank at the mention of May’s name. The mere thought of her sent heavy waves of frustration through me. But I pushed aside the emotions, focusing on Megan, or better still, trying not to break character so she wouldn't know I came here for a reason.I laughed awkwardly
~ MeganI spoke earnestly, my voice tinged with frustration and desperation, hoping to convey my innocence to my father-in-law amidst the gravity of the situation."She deliberately manipulated the situation to make it appear as though I pushed her down the stairs. But I swear, Father, I would never do such a sinister thing, no matter how upset I may be. You know me, you know that I love Charles a lot and care about this family. I couldn't harm anyone, let alone a pregnant woman for that matter."My father-in-law regarded me with a mixture of concern and contemplation, absorbing my words carefully. "Megan, I've known you for years. I know the kind of person you are, and I find it hard to believe that you would intentionally harm anyone, let alone May."I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his words. Perhaps he was beginning to see through May's deceitful facade."But," he continued, his expression serious, "we can't ignore the evidence before us. May's injuries, her condition... Th
~ MeganHearing that May tried to seduce Charles infuriated me, and I couldn't help but confront the insolent girl. I had been excusing her attitude all this time because I could understand that she was going through depression, but trying to seduce Charles was going too far.I found May sitting in the living room, flipping through a magazine as if nothing had happened. My anger reached boiling point as I approached her.“What the hell do you think you were doing last night?” I snapped, unable to contain my frustration.May looked up, her expression shifting from indifference to mild surprise. “Oh Megan, what a surprise. Did you come to keep me company? Don't bother, I am fine all by myself.”I scoffed at her stupid attempt at feigning ignorance. “Cut the crap, May. I know what you tried to do to Charles yesterday. Seducing him? Seriously? Are you that dumb?”May's facade faltered, and a flicker of guilt flashed across her face before it was replaced by defiance. "What are you talking
~ CharlesI don't know if it would be wrong to say I hate the mother of my unborn child, but I really do. She is a literal pain in the ass who cares little about how her actions affect others. I glanced at Megan, who came along with me to the hospital. She was oddly quiet, but I could see genuine concern etched in her brows for a woman who attempted to ruin her marital life.I don't believe people like Megan should exist in this flawed world with people like May and me; she was literally a saint amidst wolves. She didn't even get upset that our day was ruined by the news; she was rather scared that something might have happened to May.The doctor came out shortly after and spoke to us, telling us the situation of that crazy lady. “She is battling with severe depression; she can't be left alone, otherwise, it might not end well next time,” the doctor said.I immediately flared up. “So we have to hire a caregiver for her now? We might as well just put her in an asylum.”Megan shot up to
~ Charles"Please, I need to talk to Megan urgently," I pleaded with Celene, but she wasn't ready to listen."Leave, Charles. I don't want to call the cops on you," she threatened, arms crossed.I had been coming over all week long with the hopes of seeing Megan, but her family was uncooperative. At first, I thought she wasn't home, but after checking all her usual locations, I could only debunk that she was home.I knew she didn't want to see me, but I didn't want to give up just yet. I needed her to know that I was sorry for all the hurt my past actions were causing her.Today, like the previous days before it, I came to plead with her family members to allow me to visit her, but I froze when she opened the door."Megan…" I tried to grab her, but she turned on her heels inside the house. Without a second thought, I followed her. "Megan, please wait.""Leave me alone," she cried, running up the stairs."Mr. McCall, you should leave. My daughter doesn't want to speak with you," Mr. Co