Dylan thought about telling both their parents but he decided not to. He felt he should let Blair make the decision.So he sent her a text message because he knew that she would not pick his calls.He had slept off with her nightdress in his hands. He wanted to feel like he was actually holding her like he always did every night.Her scent filled his senses. He missed her like crazy every single day. Ever since he knew he loved her, he never imagined life without her in it. He started to put her first before every other person and before anything.Their one year agreement was to end soon and they would have to sign divorce papers. He shook his mind from the thought.How can I ever live without her? Dylan thought.She was the one who changed him, changed his life for the better. So why now? Why was she leaving? He thought.So many questions filled his head waiting to come out of his lips.He wished he could talk to her one more time. Ask her to investigate the case together. But they w
The next morning Blair woke up quite late, she overslept. But it wasn't like she had anything or any work to do so she did not bother.Her hands still hurt but she no longer used the bandages.She got up from her bed and walked into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and took a long hot bath in the tub.She soaked herself till her skin became really soft and mushy.She got out and rinsed herself in the shower and wore the robe that was hanging on the rack.Blair thought about going back to the house to get her things. Sooner or later she would have to go back to get her belongings from Dylan's house.She didn't have her clothes in Richard's place and it made her uncomfortable. She was tired of wearing his clothes.The thought of going to her parents house to get clothes crossed her mind but she quickly shook it off. They would surely ask questions about it and it would raise suspicion.She sat down in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection. Nothing much changed about her fe
Dylan was back in his office with the usual workload that he always had. He signed papers, attended meetings and worked like a mad man. The day was also a hectic day for him.The whole issue with Blair was still left unsettled. He didn't know what to do in regards to that and he couldn't keep thinking about it as well.So he had to resume back to the office as soon as he could.He finished the last of his work when it was already dark. So he decided to go home.His phone rang. He checked the caller ID and he saw that it was the detective that was calling.He picked the call."Detective." Dylan Called."Good evening, Mr Lancaster" he greeted."Dylan please. Just call me Dylan" he said. He was tired of hearing Mr Lancaster, his office colleagues addressed him like that and he didn't want everyone to do so."Alright,Dylan. I was able to get more info on the pictures sir. Oh sorry Dylan." He quickly corrected himself."Oh really. What is the outcome then?" He asked the detective."They we
Blair was still trying to make sense of it all. Sitting all alone in the now empty living room, she was staring into space, as what she had just learned was still a shock to her. Dylan had left her in the living room so he could go brew coffee for her to drink. Somehow she wished he was with her right now because of the thoughts rushing through her mind, and somehow she was glad she didn’t see his face at the moment because she had doubted him. In all honesty, if anyone had told her that this would happen, she would have said it so plainly with everything in her that it was a lie. But as some would say, “you should never trust people to that extent”.But Samantha was different. They had been best friends for over ten years. They had watched each other grow, gotten into trouble for each other, and even had plans for how their weddings would be. It was safe to even say that they had spent more than half of their lives forever. Somehow she felt like she should just barge into Richard’s a
Blair explained everything to Dylan. She told him how she found out about the scheme between Richard and Samantha. They both sat on the couch in the living room, they tried to wrap their heads around the fact that Samantha of all people could be involved."She was the first person I told about your disappearance Blair." Dylan broke the silence first.She turned to face him."Really?" She asked."Yes. I felt she should know because you are close to her and maybe she would be able to guess where you went." He explained.Blair sighed and rubbed her eyes with her hands."I had no idea Dylan. I don't even know what her motive is. She even came to see me at Richard's but it seems like she was just pretending all along. I feel so sad and betrayed by her." She lamented."We have to do something about this Blair. They practically defamed me and used it to threaten you. If the pictures got to the public it could affect us badly." Dylan said."I'm sorry Dylan. What can we do?" She asked."I alre
"I fucking missed you Blair. I fucking did" he confessed.He didn't know if he was punishing her or just confessing his true feelings.He kept breathing her scent in.Blair could feel his warm breathing on her neck. She curled her toes because the feeling made her tingly inside.She wanted to kiss him so badly, to melt into him, so she placed her hands on his chest. And she ran her hands through it."I missed you too," she murmured as she pulled him closer to her.He held her waist and pulled her into him. He smashed his lips on hers immediately.He kissed her with all the longing in his heart. He longed for her and put everything he had into the kiss.Blair let herself into him as well. Kissing him with the same passion he kissed her with.He carried her and she wrapped her legs around him, he held her backside tightly and kissed her again.He placed her on the counter pulling her legs into him. Her hands roamed all over his body, holding and kissing.Before they both knew it they w
Blair gasped. It was indeed beautiful, the lake was in front of them and the inside was beautifully decorated.It had old intricate designs and lights and paintings. It seemed like the owner liked antiques and was an old school person but it was beautiful all the same.Dylan moved a chair for her to sit down and then he sat across from her."My godmother owns this restaurant. It's been in her family for ages and now she runs it. My dad almost made her sell it to him though but I advised her not to sell" he explained."Wow Dylan. It's really beautiful here. Your godmother must love antiques because this place is filled with them" Blair complimented."She does actually, some of the antiques have been here for a while. And then she added a few more. This place is really popular and more beautiful at night. Maybe we can have dinner here sometime but then you wouldn't be able to meet her" he explained."What do you mean meet her?" Blair asked."My godmother," he smiled.Dylan wanted Blair
Blair kept admiring the place and saying nice things about it."Should we order now or should I take you to meet her first?" He asked her."I want to meet her first," she said and smiled."Alright then" he replied.He got up from the chair and went over to help her up.Dylan led her to the back of the restaurant where his godmother's office was located.He knocked on her door and waited for her response before going in."Oh my, Dylan! I didn't think you would come today" she squealed."I wanted to surprise you," he answered and hugged her.Blair stood and watched their surprising display of affections. She barely saw Dylan so chirpy and happy with someone that is not her.She started to think that maybe he didn't completely hate everyone."Come darling" the older woman called for her.She continued to admire Dylan's godmother. The older woman seemed to be in her early 60s and she was beautiful indeed. She was an emission of beauty and grace. Her charisma at her age marveled Blair too.
Blair told her mom everything that happened with Samantha, from the day she found the false pictures to the day Samantha was arrested.Her mom listened to her attentively."So that's it, mom." Blair finished. Her eyes shone as she spoke, but there was nothing more she could say."Wow, to think that I treated her like my daughter. I even let her sleep in this house several times. I'm so shocked and I'm glad that she didn't hurt you and Dylan physically." Her mom responded in amazement."Yes mom, I can't really explain how I felt when I found out that she was behind everything. She never thought of me as her friend and it made me so sad, mom. But I guess everyone meets one or two fake people, right?" She laughed as she sipped her wine."I'm really sorry, Blair. I didn't know that you were going through all of us. I wish you told us, we would have found a way to help you. I'm sorry my dear, I'm sorry that you lost a friend." Her mother felt bad for what happened to Blair.She blamed hers
Blair and Tamara planned Dylan's surprise party for days, it helped take her mind off the fact that she was pregnant. She kept it a secret and did not tell anyone about it. Dylan's birthday was in two days and she was almost ready for it, the oy thing that bothered her was the news of her pregnancy.Blair spoke to her doctor already and she begged her not to tell anyone about it yet.She was arranging her closet when her phone rang, it was her mom. She picked the call and put it on speaker."Hello? Mom?" She called."Hello, my dear. How are you? I am really sorry that I haven't called you. I saw the news about Samantha." Her mom said."I'm fine, mom. How are you? Samantha used us, mom." Blair told her."I'm very well, Blair. Why don't we have dinner tomorrow? We can talk better, I hope you are okay? I know how close you two were.""Yeah, sure mom. I'll let Dylan know and I'm fine mom." Blair said.She arranged the last of her clothes and moved to Dylan's side of the room."Alright, I
The next day, Blair prepared to go to the doctor's office for her pregnancy test and check up.Dylan had already left for work early that morning, leaving Blair alone in bed."Donna, I'll be going for my medications and my checkup. I'll be back later." She informed Donna as she passed through the kitchen."Alright, be careful and take care.""Sure, bye." Blair took her car key from the drawer where they kept the car keys.Blair had not driven since forever and she kind of missed it because she could do things herself when she drove around.When she got to the hospital, she bumped into Tamara."Blair!' Tamara screamed."Tamara." Blair grinned.They hugged each other."What are you doing here?" Tamara asked."Oh, I came for a check up and to collect some medications. How about you?" Blair asked her."I came to collect the kids' prescription, they are kind of down with some weird infection that they caught in school." Tamara answered."Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry about that. Are they ge
The warrant had already been made and the detective and a few policemen headed to Samantha's house.Samantha's informant had just gotten to the police station by the time they left. He wanted to speak to the guy that was taken and locked up.He explained to the man at the front desk but he wasn't allowed to speak to him. Frustrated and ready to leave after all the pleas, Blair and Dylan walked into the station.The man quickly recognized Blair as Samantha's enemy. It clicked into his mind that she was the one who planned everything. The fact that she was with Dylan as well was proof enough.He quickly rushed out of the station to call Samantha.~~~~~The detective banged on Samantha's door severally before she opened it.She lived in a condominium in an exclusive estate. The building was like that of a hotel, it was elegant and expensive looking.He thought that she must have a lot of money to live there or it wasn't hers."Who are you? And how may I help you?" She asked when she open
The whole cooking experience for Blair was nothing short of relief for Blair. It completely relieved her of stress and overthinking.Although Donna didn't let her do much because she wasn't completely strong, the little that she did made her cheer.In some other households that Blair came across in the past, the owners of the house barely interacted with their workers. They didn't talk to them or ask them how they felt about certain rules and certain things that happened in the house. Everything was just as it is, formality was taken seriously.Blair didn't want that in her household. She wanted a family, where everyone is treated with respect and kindness. A place where even the security guards were comfortable, where the workers could make friends and be happy.But that didn't mean that they were going to be tolerated if they abused her act of kindness towards them. What Blair hated the most was people who took kindness for hours."The food is done and ready, Blair," Donna announced
The movie went on for almost two hours. This time they finished the movie with their eyes open; they didn't fall asleep."That was a nice movie." Blair complimented.She let Dylan decide everything, from the movies to the snacks. "Yeah, it was. I picked it." He answered with pride."Shut up." She smacked his head."Ow, it seems like you're better now." He complained."Not really." She muttered."Oh really? How come your fists are working perfectly?" He smirked."Ugh, fine. You are so annoying." She groaned.Dylan laughed.Blair's phone rang, it was beside her. She picked it up and checked who it was."Richard?" She said out loud."What? Why would he be calling you?" Dylan asked."I have no idea. Let's find out, Dylan. I'll put it on speaker, so please don't make any sound." She begged him."Alright! Alright, jeez, what do you take me for?" He frowned."You're gonna ask that now?" She chuckled."Why not?" He asked."Darn, the phone isn't ringing anymore. You better pray he calls again
The next morning, Dylan woke up first. He forgot to ask her if he should stay with her and not go to work.He thought deeply about it because he had a very important meeting with an investor from Spain. His wife was also very sick and he didn't want to leave her. Donna might not be able to watch her like he wants her to.He had an idea for the meeting but he didn't know if the investors would agree to it. Dylan thought of attending the meeting via a conference call, he already prepared a presentation. So he would just use his office and everything he prepared for the meeting.He didn't feel like it should be a problem if it wasn't there. The meeting just required a few things that needed to be discussed.He spoke to them when he went on his trip, so they had already been briefed about everything.Dylan quietly left the room to make a phone call to the office. He called his secretary first.Meanwhile, Blair stirred in her sleep the moment Dylan left the bed. She was used to her husban
The detective took Dylan to the place where they kept detainees. There were just a few people inside the cell.Jones spoke to one of the police officers to take the man out and into the investigation room.Dylan tried to look at his face but he couldn't see him properly. They followed the officer that took the unknown person to the room.When they all got to the room, Dylan could see him. He wasn't someone that Dylan recognized."This is him?" He asked the detective."Yes sir.""I don't recognize him as anyone I know," Dylan answered.Dylan was on the other side of the room. On the side that he could see everyone behind the glass, but people from the other side couldn't see.They didn't want the man to see Dylan, Incase something happened and the people they were after found out that he was involved. Their plan would be ruined and their lives would probably be in danger.Including the Lancasters."I guess I should leave now. I just wanted to know who he was." Dylan told the detective.
The whole atmosphere in the room ticked him off. It wasn't as if he was angry or upset with Blair, he was just confused because he didn't know why she was like that.He even asked her several times and she kept telling him that she was okay.Dylan had no choice but to believe her, he didn't want to stretch the issue so he decided to go back to his office.He buried himself in his work throughout the night.The next morning, Dylan left for the office earlier than usual. And he didn't bother to wake Blair. He just left the house quietly.He planned to see the detective later because he told Dylan that he found the culprit. The person who changed the way the pictures looked.Dylan got to his office quite early, only a few employees were there. He didn't care because it was still early.The weather was quite cool, maybe because it was still early in the day. The sky was light and dark blue and the breeze was cold and strong.The office was well lit as well, it was as if the building wasn'