TIFFANY'S POV"This student has shown exceptional character, leadership, and kindness throughout the year. And the prom queen of the year and overall best Student is...TIFFANY Dion! Congratulations Tiffany, you deserve this honor."She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard her name being called out as prom queen. She couldn't believe it. Shawn looked at her with pride and joy in his eyes as he applauded along with the rest of the students."Go on," he said, nudging her slightly. That was when she realized she was still seated.She stood up and walked up to the podium, her baby bump leading the way. Principal Campbell placed a crown on her head and handed her a bouquet of flowers. She graciously accepted them and waved the bouquet to the cheering crowd. She then took the microphone and looked at her classmates with a smile. "Thank you all so much. I am so honored and grateful to be chosen as Prom Queen and overall best Student. This has been an incredible night, and I couldn't have
Tiffany's POV Tiffany clenched and unclenched her fists as they stood in front of the restaurant waiting for their reservation to be confirmed. She smoothed her velvet green skirt over and over again and tapped the sides of her french bun, attempting to fix it even though she knew it was already perfect. She couldn't help it, though, she was nervous. More nervous than she had ever been before. Afterall, it wasn't every day one met their fiancé for the first time. The restaurant staff looked up from the list in his hand, and offered them a too-bright smile, having found their names on the list. "Yes, Mr. and Miss Dion," he said, his attitude immediately taking a huge turn from the sour display earlier, probably recognising the last name, "Will it be just the two of you tonight?" "No," Tiffany's dad, Russell Dion, said. "We're expecting two more guests." "Alright, that's perfect, sir." Said the staff, and he snapped his fingers to summon a waiter to them like calling a dog. "Please
Tiffany's POV Immediately Tiffany returned to the dining area, the sight of their table made her heart skip a beat. Contrary to the way she'd left him, her father was no longer alone. Instead, he sat at the table with two other men, one older gentleman and a younger one, additions that could only be the guests they were expecting. Her dad looked to be deeply engaged in an amusing conversation with the older, while the younger sat rigidly, arms crossed, nodding and offering stiff smiles in intervals. There was a cold but regal air to him, and the way he held himself forcibly reminded Tiffany of the phrase "proud peacock." As if he'd somehow magically heard her thoughts, the man suddenly lifted his head, his eyes instantly finding hers in the dim lighting, and even from across the room the shock of his gaze made her feel a little dizzier, a little weaker than she had been before. Her heart skipped another beat. God, he was handsome. He raised an eyebrow at her, a movement so miniscu
Shawn's POVShawn Gold was a man who liked to keep lists, and right now he was keeping one on Tiffany Dion. Here were the things he'd discovered about her since meeting her. 1. She seemed to have no respect for business partners or other partners, seeing as she'd shown up late and held up every other person at their meeting. 2. She was a shallow girl who only cared about looks, but didn't care enough to prepare properly before leaving her home, evidenced by the smudges of makeup he could see on her fingers. 3. She had evidently kept them all waiting so that she could apply makeup in the bathroom, which showed a frank lack of respect. 4. She apparently thought it was very funny to flaunt one's allergies at them upon a first meeting, seeing as she didn't hesitate to order seafood even though she must know Shawn was allergic.He liked to divide his lists into pros and cons afterwards, but it seemed that everything on his list was a con. She was a child, crass and uncouth, stuck up and
Shawn's POV Shawn sat at the minibar in his penthouse, tipping whiskey from a decanter into his glass, swirling it around to let it breathe, then sipping gradually. His mind was still reeling from the night's events. It wasn't like he had had any high expectations for the night, no. On the contrary, he had expected to go there, meet whatever shameless social climber his dad planned for him, politely reject her, and leave. But what he hadn't prepared for was how infuriating and bratty the woman would actually be. And woman? He didn't know if 'woman' was even the right word. More like 'girl'. Shawn took another sip in frustration. The worst part is he didn't even know why he was so angry. She was young, yes, but younger had gone after him before. There was just something about the hard set of her chin, and the look in her eyes that just seemed to spark something in him. He couldn't read her, and he didn't like people he couldn't read. It was just better to stay away from her from now
Tiffany's POV The next day, Tiffany decided that it was best if she put all Shawn Gold business to the side. As she lay awake last night, she had come to the decision that she would tell her father she couldn't marry that man. The company was important to her, yes, but if the price was demeaning herself and condemning herself to a life full of misery to do it, she didn't know if it would be worth it at all. There were more things important to her than money in life, such as dignity, love, and family, and when there was a will, she believed there would always be a way. She could take a break from school, and join her father in the office. They could merge with a lesser company, and put in the work to bridge the gap. Or they could ask Mr. Gold for help that didn't involve a marriage. Even if they didn't fully merge the two companies, they could still become partners. Mr. Gold hadn't seemed like an unkind person, and afterall he was a friend of her father's. She was sure he would unders
Tiffany's POVTiffany left Freya to go for her classes alone, and made for the Principal's office. It had to be important if they'd called her right before classes began.When she got there, she greeted the secretary, a young woman in her thirties who told her to knock. Tiffany did, and a voice from inside answered her, telling her to come in.The principal, Mrs. Campbell was relatively young herself, in her forties or fifties. She always wore her dark brown hair in a low bun tied tightly behind her head, with a pair of emerald green glasses perched low on her nose. Tiffany had always liked her, and she'd liked Tiffany in turn, as a star student who was talented in other areas as well. She'd always had a smile for her in the past, but today she wasn't smiling."G-good morning ma'am," Tiffany greeted, the cold demeanour making her nervous. "You asked to see me?"The principal didn't even look up from the documents she was going through. "Yes," she said, have a seat."Tiffany sat down e
Shawn's POV Shawn couldn't believe his life.He was supposed to apologize to his so-called future wife, but here he was waiting for her to get off from fucking highschool. If it were any other person, he could have just invited them out to a business lunch to ensure that there wouldn't be any irrational behavior on their part. Social climbers were always so conscious of maintaining a good reputation, she wouldn't want to cause any problems for herself by making a scene. He could also use his lunch hour, and therefore make sure he didn't waste any of the time he needed to be productive on less important matters than soothing the pride of a spoiled brat.But no, she had to be a fucking highschooler, and now he was going to have to take out of his personal time to travel to her home in the evening."Fuck," he said out loud, into the silence of his office. He'd already had plans.Well, guess Rachel would have to do without him today.As if she had heard him think her name, his personal p
TIFFANY'S POV"This student has shown exceptional character, leadership, and kindness throughout the year. And the prom queen of the year and overall best Student is...TIFFANY Dion! Congratulations Tiffany, you deserve this honor."She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard her name being called out as prom queen. She couldn't believe it. Shawn looked at her with pride and joy in his eyes as he applauded along with the rest of the students."Go on," he said, nudging her slightly. That was when she realized she was still seated.She stood up and walked up to the podium, her baby bump leading the way. Principal Campbell placed a crown on her head and handed her a bouquet of flowers. She graciously accepted them and waved the bouquet to the cheering crowd. She then took the microphone and looked at her classmates with a smile. "Thank you all so much. I am so honored and grateful to be chosen as Prom Queen and overall best Student. This has been an incredible night, and I couldn't have
TIFFANY'S POV"Rachel Sparks, you have been found guilty of kidnapping and multiple counts of attempted murder against Tiffany Dion. It is the judgement of this court that you be sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. Shelley Duvall, you have been found guilty of being an accomplice in these heinous crimes. You are hereby sentenced to 20 years imprisonment. Oscar, you have been found guilty of attempted murder on Derrick's life. You will serve 15 years imprisonment because the court has considered your age," the judge's voice sounded in the courtroom.Tiffany exhaled sharply in relief. It was finally over.It's been a month since she was rescued and today is the trial day for everyone involved in the crime. The past month has been graced with a lot of healing processes. She had therapy sessions to stop the incessant nightmares she had, and yoga sessions for her body healing.She had also started going for an anti–natal checkup for her baby. It was indeed
TIFFANY'S POVShe woke up to the bright lights of the morning, seeping through little spaces in the window. She turned to her side, and Shawn was not there. Has he gone home? Then she turned to see the paper on the table. She abruptly picked it up and read its content."Rise and shine! I didn't want to wake you up from your beauty sleep, hence this note. I got a call from officer Fowler that Rachel has been caught. By the time you get this, I should be at the police precinct. I will be back as soon as I can. stay safe. Xoxo, Shawn.❤️"She smiled, as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He never ceased to show her how much he loved and cared for her. Both in words, and in actions. She brushed her teeth and had her bath, and then changed into one of the clothes Shawn's mother brought the previous day.She walked out of the bathroom and a doctor was waiting for her, with a nurse bearing a trolley containing food and medicines."Good morning, Mrs Gold. I'm Sharonne. I'm here
TIFFANY'S POV"Oh, my darling," Shawn's mother exclaimed as she rushed to her side. "Are you okay, my darling?" She asked, cupping her face.She nodded, tears welling in her eyes. Oh how much she had missed their presence. Her father had tears of joy in his eyes as he walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.At that point, she couldn't hold back the tears. She let it all out. It was a miracle and a blessing at the Same time to be able to see the people that had always been there for her.Shawn walked up next to her, and to get surprise and that of others, judging from their gasps of surprise, he took her lips in his, in a long, soothing kiss. When he pulled away, she realized how much she had missed the one man who had shown her love that was tantamount to her father's."Thank you for fighting. For coming back to me, to us," he said, his voice cracking with emotions.She nodded, as tears kept streaming down her face in torrents."Thank you for not leaving, Shawn. He almost los
SHAWN'S POVThe cars sped off as they headed in the direction of the outskirts of town. The more miles they closed, the more anxious he became. He prayed fervently that his wife and baby were okay. The journey was taking long as he kept looking at his wrist watch anxiously."Take it easy, we will arrive there soon." Bryan said, placing his hand on his shoulder.He nodded and looked out the window. The journey ended up taking three hours and they finally arrived at a street. The cars stopped at a distance and they all alighted, as the armed policemen took the lead, their guns set.Shawn and Bryan followed closely behind. They got to a spacious mass of land with an uncompleted duplex building in it. The policemen filed in, and they got to the entrance of the building.Two men were standing at the entrance and they made to shoot at the policeman when they saw them, but the policemen were faster and in a few seconds the two men lay on the floor in their pool of blood.The gunshot must ha
SHELLEY'S POVShe took determined strides into the precinct. She walked to the reception and the first thing her eyes caught was the picture of the girl with "missing" written boldly on it. Attached to it was a prize for whoever had information about her whereabouts.She sighed heavily as she finally approached the policeman on the counter."Good evening, sir," she greeted politely."Good evening, Ma'am. How do I help you?""I'm here in regards to the missing girl," she pointed at Tiffany's picture on the wall. " I know where she is being held and who is behind it," she said in a rush, afraid she would change her mind."Really? C'mon, I will lead you to the detective in charge of the case," the policeman said in disbelief.She followed meekly, and soon they were in front of an office door. The policeman knocked on the door and a voice from the inside asked them to come in.The policeman led her inside. "This lady claims to have information about the whereabouts of Mrs Tiffany Dion," t
SHELLEY'S POVShe snapped her eyes open and was met by pairs of worried eyes looking down at her."Are you okay?" An elderly woman asked."I don't think I am," she replied as she attempted to stand up but felt her head splitting into two."Easy, take it easy," the woman said, helping her up."Where am I?" She asked, finally taking in her surroundings."You are in our house," the woman replied."I mean, what is this place called?""Vancouver, but you are in Squamish." The woman replied."Squamish?" She gasped. That was like the outskirt of town. What had Rachel done?"You were found in a sleeping bag, almost dead."Rachel, that bitch! She had stuffed her in a common sleeping bag. She had obviously thought she was dead."Did you find my phone?""No, we didn't. You shouldn't be bothering about a phone. You narrowly escaped death." An old man, presumably the woman's husband, admonished."That's right, my dear." The woman concurred.Just then, a young teenage girl walked into the room with
RACHEL'S POVAfter the call with Shelley ended, she could not help but wonder what was wrong with her. She sounded perturbed and had an edge of urgency to her tone. Curious to know what was going on, she had set a meeting and asked that she meet her at her place.A few minutes later, her phone buzzed and it was her gateman informing her of the presence of a lady who called herself Shelley. She asked that he let her in and she walked downstairs to the sitting room to meet her."Welcome to my humble abode. What do I offer you?" She asked, trying to okay the role of a perfect host."That won't be necessary. I'm not here for that," Shelley said in what could pass for a harsh tone and Rachel was taken aback."Okay. What is it then?"" I was at the location where the girl is being held…"Rachel immediately cut her short, "What business do you have there?" You have done your job and therefore I expect to stop going there," her eyes were blazing hot with anger now."That's not the point, Rach
SHELLEY'S POVShe packed the last of the food in the lunch bag and slung it on her shoulder as she walked out of her tiny kitchen that could barely contain two people at the same time.Rachel would kill her if she found out about what she was trying to do, but she couldn't help it. This was not who she was, but her desperation to get money had changed her, and it was definitely not for good.Sighing, she locked the entrance door to her tiny apartment as she stood, waiting for a cab to flag down. She sighed in impatience as she looked forward to a cab. After a few minutes of waiting, a cab arrived and she got in and told him her location.She was lost in thought as the cab drove to the bus stop where she would take another cab going in her direction. She felt guilty about the things she had done in the last few months and hoped the almighty forgave her. "We are here, ma," the cab driver said, bringing her out of her reverie."I'm sorry I got carried away," she apologized and fished ou