CHARLESIt feels like I’m in a particularly terrifying dream from which there will be no waking up. Sebastian has hired a lawyer for me, but I’ve been going through the whole process in a numb, barely-there way, hardly able to believe that this is happening to me. I’ve been denied bail and kept in jail far longer than I would have liked, but I’m not worried about that. I’m confident that very soon, the police will find out from their investigations that I’m innocent. What I’m more worried about is what Jessica must be thinking of me and my cursed family. That’s probably a weird thing to be worried about considering the circumstances and considering the fact that I don’t know yet if Charlotte’s plan was to destroy my life by framing me for this murder. If that is the case, then she would no doubt have taken precautions to frame me so tightly that there would be no exonerating me from Samantha’s murder, which I didn’t commit.So what if Jessica decides that she wants our child to be a
JESSICAIt started as mild pains late one evening while I was relaxing in the garden with one of the guards trailing me about. The fact that they follow me literally everywhere is getting on my nerves, but there is nothing that I can do about it because obviously, it is for my own good. Besides, I have my baby to think about now too, apart from myself.I glare in irritation at one of the guards, a huge, menacing-looking, and beefy guy with tattoos all over his body. It’s obvious that he sees me glaring at him, but of course, he doesn’t give a flying fuck, not that I can blame him. The man is merely doing his job, after all.“You shouldn’t be so harsh on him. He’s here for your good.” Carol’s soft voice comes from nowhere, and I whirl around to see her standing at the entrance to the garden and smiling at me.“Jeez! How did you move so quietly? You scared the shit out of me.”“Yeah, we’re all jumpy this time around. Do they also have to follow you everywhere? I mean, it’s silly for fou
JESSICAIt started as mild pains late one evening while I was relaxing in the garden with one of the guards trailing me about. The fact that they follow me literally everywhere is getting on my nerves, but there is nothing that I can do about it because obviously, it is for my own good. Besides, I have my baby to think about now too, apart from myself.I glare in irritation at one of the guards, a huge, menacing-looking, and beefy guy with tattoos all over his body. It’s obvious that he sees me glaring at him, but of course, he doesn’t give a flying fuck, not that I can blame him. The man is merely doing his job, after all.“You shouldn’t be so harsh on him. He’s here for your good.” Carol’s soft voice comes from nowhere, and I whirl around to see her standing at the entrance to the garden and smiling at me.“Jeez! How did you move so quietly? You scared the shit out of me.”“Yeah, we’re all jumpy this time around. Do they also have to follow you everywhere? I mean, it’s silly for fou
CHARLESAfter what feels like ages, the police are done with their investigations, and I’m free to go. Apparently, the forensics results are back, and some drops of blood that are found at the scene show that I’m innocent. Thoroughly relieved, I finish up with the paperwork and gratefully follow a waiting Sebastian to his car so we can head to the hotel in which he’s staying.I can’t go home yet, because my house is still cordoned off by the police, and as a matter of fact, I’m not sure I want to continue living in the same house in which a heavily pregnant Samantha was brutally murdered, at least, not yet.I’m not surprised when hordes of paparazzi appear out of nowhere and begin to chase after us, but to my greatest surprise, Sebastian proves to be a badass driver. He weaves in and out of traffic, and in and out of different streets, losing the paparazzi in no time.“Wow! Where’d you learn to drive like that?” I ask him, thoroughly impressed.“When you’re used to paparazzi chasing a
She is so incredibly small and fragile … oh so fragile, in my large hands. She fusses a little as I carry her, but then she settles, makes some cooing sounds, and goes back to sleep almost immediately, causing my heart to melt like butter on a hot pan.“Hi there. I’m your daddy.” I whisper in the gentlest and softest of voices, hardly able to believe that this perfect creation is a part of me.“Awwww! You guys look so cute together.” Jessica says, beaming proudly at us, every inch a proud mother. It is then I realize that everyone else has left the room and we’re alone with our child.I head over to sit beside her on the bed with the baby and we both just spend some time staring at our daughter.“Just look at us. I remember back then on the island when we were talking about how we never wanted kids and all that. Now, I wouldn’t give her up for the whole world.”“I know, right? She’s one of the best things to ever happen to me.”“Oh, yeah? And what’s the other best thing?” I ask her, b
JESSICAThe first few nights after I get home from the hospital are tough as hell. Ava turns out to be a fussy baby at night, something I didn’t notice at the hospital because she was almost always kept away from me while we were there.Mrs. James proves to be a godsent though, and takes most of the burden off my shoulders. I thank my stars that she’s there to help me, otherwise, I would sure as hell have broken down. Adjusting to the reality of my motherhood is not easy, but it is very much worth it.Charles visits us all the time, so much so that it is a wonder that he has the time to work at all. When I ask him about his work, he tells me that he cannot continue his practice in the city he lives, because ever since the recent saga of his arrest, things have not been the same.He tells me that he’s looking for the best option that will allow him to be as close as possible to the baby and I, which I have no problems with at all because I’m positive that he’s going to make a very wond
I moan and lean into him, tilting my head to give him full access to my lips. My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and I’m consumed with the desperate need to have Charles at whatever cost. It’s obvious that he feels the same way from the way he’s kissing me. We kiss for long, blissful minutes, both lost in the moment.“Damn, I’ve missed you so much, Jessica. Everything about you…” He tells me, trailing kisses all over my face and down my neck. I moan sensually, and run my hands impatiently down his back, suddenly unable to control myself any longer. It feels like I’m going to die if I don’t have him, and soon at that.“Me too, Charles. You have no idea just how much.” I tell him, pulling at his shirt impatiently, but to my utter horror, he jumps off the sofa as though he has been stung by a snake or some other equally poisonous vermin.“We cant…” He groans, rearranging and straightening his shirt.“Why? What’s wrong?” I ask, looking down at myself and embarrassed to see that the fi
CHARLESIt seems unbelievable, but my murderous sister has all but vanished into thin air, and every effort made by the police to locate her has been in vain. Even the private investigator that Sebastian hired has had no luck whatsoever. How just one woman can manage to evade capture for so long remains a mystery to many, but the fact is that Charlotte is very good at covering up her tracks.A month and two weeks after my daughter is born, Sebastian informs me that a house in the high-end neighborhood where he and my stepmother lives as neighbors has been put up for sale, in case I’m interested in purchasing it and moving.Since Jessica and I already agreed that we would prefer to live as close to each other, I go to visit her again, so that I can get her opinion on whether she wants to live there or not.“I think it’s a good place as any to live in. The question is are you going to like living there too, or are you just doing it because of Ava?” She asks me.“I’m going to like living