Anastasia: A silly crush, that's all it took to ruin my entire life because here I was four years later with no family but the man I gave everything up for, the man who now wanted nothing to do with me, the man who was madly in love with someone else, and the sad part of it was I brought a human in it, a human who had to suffer because of my mistake. Well, enough was enough. It was time to reclaim my position and give my daughter a better life, with or without him, but definitely without him, and he wouldn't just walk free; he would pay for every tear my daughter and I shed. William: The marriage was never supposed to happen; she tricked me into it; she ruined my chance at love because now I had to marry her whether I liked it or not. I never loved her, and I did everything to make sure she experienced hell on earth, but when she proposed divorce, I panicked; my heart skipped a beat for the first time in four years. I was afraid to lose her; I couldn't let her go. I had to fight for her; I had to win her back. I couldn't let another man take her and my daughter from me. I had to save my family.
View MoreI was searching for a car that I could collide with and not cause damage. I mean, yes, maybe the car, but not the people in it, as I didn't want anyone to get hurt, just me, or maybe just a little, as it was the sacrifice I had to make.“Or maybe I should just hire a truck to bump into me,” I said as I couldn't get a perfect car for it, the one in front of me seemed to have a family, and after fucking up my own, I couldn't afford to ruin another man’s family, and the one behind, gosh, they will easily realize, and I could shut them up. I had the money for it, but Ana then would know the truth and my efforts would be in vain.I was still trying to figure everything out when my phone, which was on the backseat, started ringing.I couldn't pick it up as it was a little far from me, but I still tried to reach it but to no success, as I had thrown it a little distance from me.The phone had stopped ringing, and that's when I saw it was raining. Well, my plan wasn't going to work now; the t
~WILLIAM~I had already bought the flowers; the shop assistant helped me pick Ana’s favorite. Apparently, I’m famous in Seattle because she recognized me. She gave me eyes when I asked her to help me pick Ana’s favorite. It’s like she knew Ana wasn’t mine anymore, that I fucked up—yes, fucked up.I mean, I had it all, a loving wife, the one who sacrificed her life—gave up on her career to be with me. Yes, I do remember Mom asking her to quit trying to work or go to college, and I thought that was it. Yep, stupid me wanted her to leave, but then she didn’t. She gave up her career for me?…I had a beautiful daughter, smart at that, ideal for a perfect family, but what did I do? Fuck it up.Remembering that made me mentally face-slap myself because what was I thinking?Why did I do this?Why did I treat Ana the way I did?It wasn’t even her fault, and I knew it…She was also drugged, but I still went on and put the blame on her. Martinez disowned her; she had no one but me. Instead of tr
~WILLIAM~“What do you mean she's not coming with us? It’s Ivy’s first game; she should be there.”“I tried to talk to her, but she didn't want to listen. Now are you coming in or not?”“Where is she?”“She's preparing for the competition.”“Opulence? She has a week for that; why would she miss her daughter's first game?”“And how am I supposed to know that?”“You’re her… husband; you should have—”“What? Talked her out of it?…” He chuckled, “The funniest thing I've heard today. Now, the game starts at three, but we should be there by two. We still have an hour.” He glanced at his wristwatch before he asked, “Do you want to help us make orange juice?” I shook my head; I still couldn't believe he was my brother. “You can come in or sit in your shitty car until we’re done.”“Mom wants to talk to you,” I said out of the blue, I don't even know why I cared. I mean, this man was about to steal my woman, and I was here trying to mend his relationship with his mom.“My mom is home, thank you
It's been exactly about a month since the revelation of Vivi being my sister and the incident of her hitting her mother. Well, that day Megan explained everything, and up to today I still couldn't believe the story, but I knew she was telling the truth, so I didn't doubt that.“I am running late,” I said as I kissed both Ivy’s cheeks before walking to Hudson and pecking his lips. “Alright, you two have fun, okay?” I said, reaching for my ringing phone.“It's a weekend, Mommy. Can't you come with us?” Ivy asked for the fifth time now—she was helping Hudson make orange juice.“I wish I could, but I can't. Next time, okay?” I said, and after she nodded, I gave her another kiss on her forehead before finally leaving.Outside, I found Matt waiting for me, and after greeting him, I got in and told him we would be going straight to the company.“We will go to court later,” I said, and he nodded before closing the door and shortly joining me.Harriot's hearing was today; there wasn't much evi
I was a little slow, so when I reached there, I found Hudson trying to help Megan, as she seemed to be bleeding, but she wasn't on the floor like I expected; she was standing, and what's more, telling Hudson she was okay.“It's just a minor wound; don't worry.” “If we don't stop the bleeding, it might cause you to lose a lot of blood, and it's on the forehead; any mistake might cause an infection which can later spread to the eye,” Hudson said, making me turn to Vivi, who was standing next to the snooker table.Her facial expression was mild like nothing was wrong; my eyes then traveled to her hands, and there I found that they were shaky. I didn't need to guess, as I then knew what had happened; she was the one who hit Megan.“Vivi!” I quickly rushed to her and tried to take her in my arms, but she refused.“Ana, oh, should I say, sister?” she said with sarcasm. I turned to Hudson, who spoke:“She hit Mom; I don't know with what, but she needs a doctor; please call the doctor.” He s
Vivi abruptly ended the call, and knowing Vivi well, I knew there was going to be trouble. She was someone who never took betrayal, so turning to Trey, I spoke:“You did not kill Dad; it was his time to go, and it just so happened you were the one with him, but he is gone now. Drinking, gambling, or even getting into fights won’t bring him back; it will just bring more problems. Santiago is not well; you know how death reminds him of Susanna. Everything is on Gianna now, which is not fair. Get treated and get back on your feet; help Santiago like he had helped us.” I said it in one breath, and I don’t know if he was listening, but he was quiet.“I’m leaving now; the doctor will come and treat you. Once you’re good, I want you to go back to the mansion and take it from there. I can’t do it; I’ll be going into labor soon.” Standing up, I walked toward the door and was met with Nicole, Hudson, and a man, who by his dressing code I recognized was a doctor. “He’s ready for you. Hudson; we
I didn't know where to even start, but as Nicole said, if I didn't show up, Trey might die, and I knew how stubborn Trey was, so telling Hudson who was waiting for me to explain, I turned to leave, but he, of course, stood in my way.“You've just regained your consciousness, you need rest.”“That same consciousness won't let me rest, knowing my brother is about to die.”“I'll take care of it, take a bath, have dinner, and relax, Trey will be fine, I'll—”“I'd rather go there. I hadn't seen him in a while. I need to speak to him,” I insisted, and Hudson, seeing I wasn't giving in, had no choice but to allow me to go with him.Everything moved so fast that, before I knew it, we were in the car. Matt drove us to Williams' home.“Vivi, can I call you back?” I said as I picked up my ringing phone.“I can't wait, Ana, I need you.”“Alright, what happened?” I said, rubbing my forehead.“It's Harriot. He doesn't want to leave prison, he thinks he deserves it. He said he would be pleading guil
I wish I could say Carmen had an explanation for this, but she didn't. Instead, she looked down, avoiding me, and that was enough to give me an answer… I really couldn't deal with this right now, and just as I was about to say my goodbye because with how this turned out, she didn't deserve to be here, she had to leave even if I had to kick her out myself, well, that's when someone knocked, and I asked them to come in.“It’s your phone, Mrs. Frost.” It was the servant who took my handbag earlier; I had forgotten that my phone was in the bag, so looking at Carmen one last time, I walked out, taking my phone from the servant.“Santiago?”“Hi, Ana. Are you with Hudson? Is… it true?”“W-what's true? Can you calm down?”“He… Susanna…”“Yes, what about her?”“Her death… it wasn't natural; someone caused it.”“What?!” Okay, what was this?“Hudson just called.”“Hudson? But how…?” I stopped myself as I thought for a second, how did Hudson know about Susanna? “How does Hudson know about Susanna
I couldn't even imagine what she was feeling; it was painful, and the thought made me wish I could erase her memory so she could start afresh like she said because I will not be able to count the times I wanted to start over.When Mom passed…I even traveled, but of course, I never succeeded, and don't get me started on when I was married to William; if it weren't that I loved him, I could have started over long back.I wouldn't be here now.I would be in Africa; it's the most affordable and quiet continent, or… England, for a good education for my daughter.Yes, I booked tickets for both continents. I even spoke to apartment owners. Well, like I said, if I didn't blindly love William because I would make up my mind, Vivi would be there waiting, but as soon as William walks in and I see his thin lips and muscles, everything would go hazy, and I would forget to go to the airport.Well, I was stupidly in love back then, and no, I wasn't blaming myself or William; everything happens for
WASHINGTON, SEATTLE 2022~ANASTASIA~Most stories open up in pleasant settings, but mine started in a prison cell. Never did I imagine I’d end up here, especially for the man I loved. God, life is unpredictable!I was staring at the dirty ceiling, watching the spiders scurry around. How had I ended up here? Then I heard a voice, snapping me back to reality.“Mrs. Rogers?” A guard's voice snapped me back to reality. “You're going home,” she said as she unlocked the cell. A smile tugged at my li-ps. Finally, I was going home—my husband was here for me. I had feared he’d forgotten about me.A few months ago, he had begged me to take the blame for hitting someone while speeding. “You’re just a housewife; it won’t affect you,” he’d said. He promised to pick me up when I got out.As we walked to the reception, my heart sank. The man waiting for me wasn’t my husband. My bail had been paid by someone else. “Of course, it’s not him,” I muttered under my breath.The officer asked if something...
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