NOLANI have said this before, Alanna will be the death of me, Alanna takes my breath away. Alanna drives me crazy. As I stared into her eyes waiting for her response on the verge to kiss her, my head started playing the devil’s advocate on me. You can't do this Nolan.Why not?Why? Because you were married to her once and now married to her sister. “Nolan,” a voice called out and it wasn't Alanna, and judging from the way her eyes widened, I knew I was fuck.We both swerved our head to the side to the direction of the voice and that is where we saw her. “What the fuck is going on here Nolan?” Chloe. Gosh, I am truly fucked. We immediately put a fee inch of distance between us, but Chloe was staring at us, with rage flickering all over her eyes. She began to storm towards us and with one swift movement, I saw her raise her hands toward Alanna and just like one of those involuntary movements I raised my hands and caught it mid air. “Chloe what…..”“Wait, was she just about t
ALANNAThe nerves of that witch, I call my sister. I would have called her a bitch but I am reading to my children a bedtime story. “And they all live happily ever after,” I concluded and waited for them to chorus. “The end,” a giant smile formed on their face, another story with a happy ending.I made sure I only read them stories with happy endings, it was my way of protecting them. Shielding them from the dark cruel world where there was no such thing as a happy ending, just an ex-husband who drives you crazy. But all is still well with the world I guess. “Mummy, tell us another story,” Lucy pleaded, her eyes and lips doing her bidding to form that puppy dog plea. How can I ever say no to them?But this time, I did, I was tired and needed to rest.“Sweet pea, you need to sleep, enough story time for one night,” I replied to her, gently tucking her into the bed. “Mummy, Do we have a daddy?” Lucas asked, throwing me off guard, I froze in the moment, I knew the day would come when
FOURTEEN YEARS AGOAUTHOR’s POVAlanna has always been a sad child, but this particular day would stand out as the saddest day of her life. Alanna had a twin brother, Alanna loved her twin brother. Brian was her best friend.“We don't even look alike,” Brian teased as they walked towards the garden holding their hands intertwined in one another. “But we are twins, we don't have to look alike,” Alanna replied, she hated the fact that they weren't identical as most twins were. “Brian, you two should stay away from the pool,” Their mother had warned earlier that day, but here they were making their way to the garden, the same area the pool was. It was Brian's idea, he had made Alanna come along with him. “But mummy said we shouldn't go close to the pool,” Alanna protested. But Brian the ever hyperactive kid had insisted. “We are only going to play for a few minutes and we will go inside, and she will never know,” Brian connived and Alanna squinted her eyes. “Mummy hates me,” she f
NOLAN“Nolan, you have been ignoring me since we were at the office, and you have not responded to any of my questions,” Chloe nagged as we stepped into the room, she had been nagging since the Alanna incident in the office. Sometimes I wonder how I got myself into this mess, how I got married to a woman I didn't love, a woman I barely tolerated. “Nolan,” she yelled out this time her voice an octave higher when she realized I had tuned her out. I paused and glared at her, “What is it you want, Chloe? because I am getting sick and tired of this back and forth we constantly have,”She snarled, “Nolan, I am your wife, you don't treat me like your wife, what would people say when they see you with Alanna? Do you have any idea what that would do to our reputation?” She asked and I rolled my eyes.Like I give a fuck about my reputation, I have always been the guy known for his questionable reputation and when it comes to Nolan Westbrook everyone is quick to judge.“I don't give a fuck w
ALANNAMy father is a manipulative scumbag.I know I am not supposed to say that about the man who gave me life but, my dad is controlling dick and has no moral scruples. “You caused her to get to this point,” he had said when he came to my house yesterday to break the news about my dying mum. “How did I cause her to get to this point?” I had asked him In disarray, how the fuck did I cause my mum to have cancer.“First of all Alanna, your mum lost two kids in her lifetime, first Brian and later you when you left,”My eyes widened in disbelief, yes, she lost Brian, I have carried that guilt all my life, carried the guilt of taking away her beloved child from her. But my mum didn't lose me, as a matter of fact, I am not even sure she liked me. “You owe it to her at least this once to come through for her, you have never been there for her in the past,” he had finally said, right before I wrote him a check. I know I shouldn't let myself be manipulated by them but there was this tw
NOLANMy mum asking me about how I was going to take care of the problem, felt so familiar to me. It felt that way because she had asked me this same question three years ago.“How are you going to take care of your father, he is a leech, he is a liability to us all. You need to get rid of him,” she had said and my eyes widened in disbelief, this is a man she had spent the better part of her life with and she wanted me to get rid of him.“You want me to get rid of your husband, a man who happens to be my father,” I mumbled in disbelief. I hate my dad, don't get me wrong, but not enough to kill him. “Don’t be silly Nolan, I am not saying you should kill your father, just get rid of him,”I let out a sarcastic chuckle, “Make it clear to me Mum, how exactly do you want me to get rid of him?” I asked and she smirked, in the most diabolical way possible, that was the time I knew I had not really known my mom. On the outside she appeared to be this figurehead, a trophy wife but little
ALANNAWhat is it about Elevators and the urge to fuck in them?Nolan is insufferable, Nolan is a glutton for punishment. He doesn't know when to stop, he doesn't know when I have reached my limit. I breathed out as soon as I shut the door of my office and leaned on the door frame.“Ahhhhhhh” I yelled out slightly, hitting my fist repeatedly on the door.Fuck him!Fuck him!I hate him! I hate him so much! Why does he always put me in a situation where I need to fight against my will? He is such a terrible person. I was still lamenting about my Nolan ordeal when I heard a knock on the door. I startled and rose from the door, adjusting my blue flair gown, I said a silent prayer hoping it was not Nolan. I already had enough of Nolan for one day. I peeped through the glass and saw it was indeed a Mr. Westbrook, not just the one I loathe. Brad WestbrookI let out an exasperated gasp and pulled the doorknob. “Alanna,” Brad greeted, his eyes beaming at the sight of me.“Brad, pleas
ALANNA“Not when they show up without booking an appointment ahead of time,” I replied with a smirk on my face and I could see her eyes widen in disbelief. I loathe this woman just as much as I did her son or even more. She is a witch, the devil at best. “Do you know who I am, how dare you talk to me in such a manner?” she replied, I could see her already fuming in rage. I grinned, “Please enlighten me, it has been a while and I don't really remember,” I was making my way back to my seat and crossed my legs against one another. “You little girl, you think you can come back here and destroy everything, my son Nolan had worked for. But there is one thing you miscalculated on,” she paused, she was probably expecting me to ask but I didn't. Instead, I kept staring at her, then she continued, “Nolan has a mother, who is ready to do anything to stop anyone from getting in his way,” she concluded and I chuckled. “Is that a threat Mrs. Westbrook?” I asked, feigning ignorance. “Take it
ALANNAStanding at the back of the church, the soft melody of the wedding march echoing through the air. Who would have thought that after everything—after all the pain, the heartbreak, and the betrayal—I would find myself here, about to marry Nolan Westbrook, the man I once believed was the source of all my suffering? Life has a strange way of leading you exactly where you need to be, even when you fight it every step of the way.Pedro, my rock, my father in every way that mattered, stood beside me. He looked at me with pride, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "You ready, Dear?" His voice was steady, but I could hear the emotion behind it.I nodded, feeling my heart swell with gratitude. This was the man who had taken me in, loved me unconditionally, and gave me the family I had always longed for. And now, he was about to walk me down the aisle to start a new chapter of my life.As we began to move forward, the sight before me took my breath away. The church was filled with the peop
NOLAN"Closure doesn't come from forgetting the past but from facing it head-on."The wind blew softly as we stood at Chloe's grave, the air filled with the scent of freshly turned earth and the distant hum of the city. It had taken us a long time to get here, to stand at this place with a sense of peace instead of anger or regret. I looked down at the headstone, its cold surface a stark reminder of all that had happened, all that we had lost and gained.In my arms, little Chloe stirred, her tiny hands grasping at the air. She was so innocent, unaware of the twisted history that brought her into this world. But that was how it would stay. Alanna and I had promised each other that this child, this beautiful little girl, would never know the darkness that shadowed her birth. She would be loved, cherished, and protected from the truth that could shatter her world.Alanna knelt beside the grave, placing a single white rose on the headstone. Her voice was soft, but there was strength in it
ALANNAWhen Lucas stepped out of the shadows, gun in hand, my heart clenched with a fear I hadn’t felt in years. The happiness of moments before—Nolan’s proposal, the promises of a future together—seemed to shatter like glass around us. All I could see was Lucas, his face twisted with rage and pain, his eyes filled with a darkness that sent chills down my spine.It was as if everything we’d gone through, every battle we’d fought, was leading up to this moment. But instead of feeling strong, I felt vulnerable, exposed. Lucas was no longer the boy I once knew. He was a man consumed by hatred, and that hatred was directed at me.“You came into my life and took everything,” Lucas snarled, his voice trembling with barely suppressed anger. “You took my family, you took the only love I had ever known, and now you’ve ruined everything!”I tried to find the right words, something that could reach him, something that could make him see reason. But nothing came. All I could do was stand there, f
ALANNA"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."Shopping with Angela was just the distraction I needed. The weight of everything—Nolan’s court case, the uncertainty of our future—had been pressing down on me like a storm cloud. But here, in the brightly lit aisles, surrounded by the scent of fresh clothes and the chatter of happy customers, I felt lighter. Angela had a way of making even the most mundane tasks feel like an adventure.We wandered through racks of dresses, holding up options and debating the merits of each one. Angela was in the middle of showing me a deep red dress when she suddenly paused, a small smile playing on her lips.“Jake asked me to move in with him.”The words hung in the air between us, and I felt a surge of happiness for her. “He did? That’s amazing, Angela! How do you feel about it?”Angela looked thoughtful, her fingers brushing the fabric of the dress she was holding. “I don’t know. I mean, I love him, and I can see a future with him.
Nolan"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."The courthouse loomed before me, a symbol of the justice I’d been seeking ever since that fateful day. The memories of what Brad had done—of what he’d put my family through—played on a loop in my mind. There was no forgetting the fear in Alanna’s eyes, the sound of the gunshot, the moment when everything nearly ended for us. Today was about more than just a verdict; it was about setting things right, about reclaiming the peace that Brad had stolen from us.As I sat in the courtroom, the weight of the moment settled heavily on my shoulders. This wasn’t just about me. It was about Alanna, about our children, about the future we’d almost lost. I glanced over at Alanna, who was seated beside me. Her hand rested in mine, her grip tight and unyielding. We had come this far together, and we were going to see it through to the end.Mr. Collins, my lawyer, stood and approached the stand where I was seated. He was calm, composed, the
ALANNA“Family isn't just about blood; it's about who stands by you when the world falls apart."As we walked into the restaurant, the warm glow of the lights and the soft hum of conversation made me feel at ease. This place, with its cozy ambiance and inviting atmosphere, was perfect for the first dinner we’d have together as a family—one that finally felt whole. I glanced around at everyone, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since discovering the truth about my past, and now, here we were, trying to create something new from the ashes of what once was.Nolan squeezed my hand gently as we approached our table. He could sense my nerves and, as always, knew exactly what I needed—a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this. The kids ran ahead, excited to see the menu and all the possibilities it promised. Mrs. Westbrook, who had become such a steady presence in our lives, followed behind them, her eyes twinkling with affection as she watched
ALANNAALANNA*"The truth is like a slow-burning fuse—inevitable and explosive, lighting up the darkest corners of our past."*The air in the room felt heavy, laden with the weight of all the secrets that had been suffocating us for years. Chloe's father sat across from me, his eyes tired and red, as if he had been wrestling with his conscience for a long time. I knew this conversation would change everything, yet I wasn’t prepared for what was coming.For so long, I had lived under the shadow of a truth I didn’t fully understand. I knew that the people I had called my parents weren’t truly mine, but beyond that, there was only darkness—a void that left me feeling lost and incomplete. Today, it seemed, that void was about to be filled.He took a deep breath, as if trying to steady himself for what he was about to reveal. "Alanna, I owe you the truth, even though it's a truth I've buried for far too long. You see, your real parents—they weren’t who you thought they were."I nodded, my
ALANNA“Some truths are too heavy to bear, but they must be carried nonetheless.”The phone rang late in the evening. Nolan and I were curled up on the couch, enjoying a rare moment of peace. When he saw Chloe’s name flash across the screen, he hesitated, the tension immediately creeping back into his shoulders. He glanced at me, his brows furrowed in concern.“I’ll answer,” I offered, knowing that whatever she had to say would weigh on him. He handed me the phone, relief mingled with worry in his eyes.“Hello?” I tried to keep my voice steady, but my mind raced with possibilities. Why was she calling now?“Alanna,” Chloe’s voice was weak, almost unrecognizable. There was an urgency in her tone that sent a chill down my spine. “I’m at the hospital. I need you and Nolan to come… please, it’s important.”Before I could respond, she hung up. I stared at the phone, my mind reeling.“What did she say?” Nolan’s voice broke through my thoughts.“She’s at the hospital. She wants us to come… N
NOLANI don't want this night to end," I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning and longing. I looked into Alanna's deep blue eyes, and I knew she felt the same way."Then let's not let it end," Alanna whispered back, her fingers trailing down my chest, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. The touch of her hands on my skin sent a shiver of anticipation running through me. I couldn't resist her any longer. I swept her off her feet, carrying her up the stairs to our bedroom, where we could forget about the rest of the world and just be with each other.I couldn't help but think about how far we had come. It wasn't just about the physical connection, though that was incredible. It was about the way she looked at me, the way she touched me, the way she made me feel. I knew that I had found something special with Alanna, something that I never wanted to let go of.I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth as our bodies pressed t