Tiffany's POVTiffany followed Shawn into an Italian restaurant she had never been to before. Apparently, it was still really new, so they didn't need a long-wait reservation like most other eateries scattered around their high-end area.Aside from being annoying to her when she wanted to roll down his car windows for some fresh air, he hadn't spoken to her since they'd left the house.Now, she followed behind him, watching the taper of his broad shoulders into his narrow waist as he walked, being led to an unoccupied table in the far corner of the room by a cheerful waiter. The atmosphere was much better than the first restaurant she visited with Shawn. In fact, it was maybe a little bit too good.Tiffany looked around warily, feeling a shiver run up her spine. From the decor to the music playing, everything screamed romance. She almost cringed at how obvious it was. Almost every table they passed was occupied by pairs of lovey-dovey couples holding hands and staring into each other'
Shawn's POVShawn was actually interested in hearing these conditions his wife-to-be was talking about. Not that he was just going to take everything lying down, of course. He was going to shut it down immediately if it was something ridiculous."First," she spoke, her lips curving around the words, "If I am to agree to marry you, you are going to show me respect."Shawn sat up, a little taken aback. He had been fully expecting her to say something like 'half of your assets should be signed over to me' or something.She continued speaking. "That means no shutting down my ideas, no raising your voice at me, no belittling, no degrading comments, and absolutely no walking out on me in a public place like that stunt you pulled yesterday." The way she said 'stunt' sounded like she would like to use more colorful and less polite words to describe his actions the previous evening. Shawn almost felt like laughing again. If nothing else, then at least this girl was a bit amusing."Next," she s
Tiffany's POV:NEW ROMANCE IN BLOOM?– Shawn Gold and Tiffany Dion Spotted Together at Intimate Restaurant; D'amor!! Love is in the air, and the rumor mill is buzzing with excitement as renowned business man and one of the top three youngest directors in Canada, Shawn Gold has been spotted recently at an exclusive restaurant sharing a romantic evening with the gorgeous Tiffany Dion, the daughter of Richard Dion, Chairman and owner of Dionysus Enterprises. The young Mr. Gold, who has been known heretofore as a man with very few smiles can be seen clearly freely offering one to miss Dion! How surprising!!! With all eyes on this unexpected pairing, tongues are wagging, and speculations about their relationship status are running rampant. What could this mean for the previously speculated Gold-Smith relationship? Could we just be witnessing the start of a new red-hot romance? Or could it have been long-hidden, only now being brought to the public eye by chance? In the business world, r
Tiffany's POVOne of the perks of being in the student body committee was the parking spot privileges. Other students had to come early or miss a chance to park near to the school, but Tiffany always had a spot waiting for her, and right now she leisurely pulled into it, very grateful for it since she was a little late.A disadvantage, however, of being in the same committee was that a huge percentage of the student body was bound to know who you were. Therefore, if, perhaps, a gossip blog posted an update involving you, a greatly sought-after billionaire, and an apparently romantic evening, almost everybody would know who exactly they were talking about, and be able to recognize you by sight.Eyes visibly trailed Tiffany's every step from the moment she alighted from her car to the second she stepped into the school's wide double front doors, trying even less to hide the states than they were yesterday. She kept her eyes low, trying not to make eye contact with anyone, but occasional
Tiffany's POV The school offered various levels of meal plans to students, but Tiffany always packed her own. Sometimes, she didn't have a taste for the svhool food, or she wasn't really in the mood for eating what they had on the menu in a particular day. And, because of her modelling dreams, sometimes sh.pon herself some dietary restrictions that would contradicted if she were to eat at the cafeteria. So, to avoid all of that, she had simply decided it would be easier to make and bring her own food.She was currently sat with Freya and Timothy at their usual corner of the large space, her two friends immersed in conversation while Tiffany pushed her food around on her plate, pretending to eat."So, Frey, where were you this morning?" Timothy was asking, popping a few grapes into his mouth. "We missed you."He made kissy faces at Freya, who frowned slightly, apparently not in the mood for jokes. "I told you not to call me that, It sounds way too close to Fred." She shuddered a bit.
FREYA'S POVFreya sighed as she stared at the trays of food in her hands. She was at a loss whether she should take the food to the class.“Seriously? They both had to leave her here like this?” She thought.Huffing, she set the trays on the table, no longer having an appetite, and made her way out of the cafeteria with her bag and Tiffany's bag.Trudging along the hallway that would lead her to class, she suddenly came face to face with Mary.This girl better not get on my nerves. She muttered as she tried to pass by Mary and her minions.“Not so fast, Fred,” Mary said, blocking her path.“It's Freya, not Fred. I never knew you had a problem with pronunciation.” Freya retorted, clenching her fists.“Oh, but Freya used to be Fred. I just find calling you Fred more befitting.” Mary snarled as she looked Freya up and down.“What do you want, bitch?” Freya's patience was wearing out.“Language, Fred… I mean, Freya. I just want to know more about this rumor of Tiffany dating Shawn Gold.”
TIFFANY'S POVShe nodded and sang along to Alan Walker's “Faded,” as she drove into the estate street. She can't wait to get home and have a long nap.Getting to the gate, the gate opened on its own, and she drove into the garage, parking properly before alighting.Bag in hand, she headed to the front door, and as if on cue, James opened the door.“ Welcome, Miss Dion. It's a good thing you are home on time. Your father is waiting for you in his study.” James said dutifully.“ Waiting? That is strange. Thank you, James.” Tiffany said as she made her way to the study.She got to the door and knocked.“ Come in.” Her father's voice sounded from inside.She opened the door, got inside and spotted him reclined on his large mahogany chair.On seeing her, he sat up straight with a smile forming on his lips. “ Welcome, my girl.”“ Good afternoon, Dad. James said you wanted to see me.” Tiffany said, confused about what was going on.“Yes, I did. Have a seat.” Her father gestured her to the se
He was about to get into his car when he heard his name. “Shawn? Shawn, wait up.” Rachel was hurrying towards him.Not now, Rachel. Now was not the time.“Rachel, I'm going somewhere now. Let's talk later.” Shawn said as he got into his car and turned on the ignition.“Can't I go with you?” She was close to his car now.“ No, you can't.” With that, he raised the windshield of the car and drove off.Rachel bit her lips in annoyance as she watched the car pick up speed and disappear. She hurriedly brought out her phone and called Max.“ Yo! What's good?” He asked as very loud background music filtered into Rachel's ear.“You prick! Do you want to damage my eardrums?” Rachel yelled.“Easy. I'm away from there now.” He said as the music sound faded.“Better. I need you to follow him.” She said sternly.“Who? Oh, your boyfriend?” Max asked.“Fool! It's him, of course.” Rachel was getting upset.“Why are you bothered? He is probably with his rich little girl.” Max asked.Rachel felt like
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