AUTHORS POV" I was so glad when my husband contacted AIDs. He returned home begging for my forgiveness; I barked a hard laugh right in his face and threw him out," Angelica shared her story, causing all the women sitting under the gazebo on Theresa's patio to laugh. Theresa had asked Sydney in front of the women to join them for evening tea. Sydney couldn't let these women think she was a coward because of a man, so she accepted. She made sure to sit a good number of seats away from Theresa to show her displeasure. They had been gossiping about celebrities when Sydney joined in and they diverged wickedly to failed marriages."I wouldn't blame your husband, though, " Veronica hid her disdainful smirk behind the mug of coffee she had in her mouth. "Samantha is one fine speck of a woman."Samantha, who sat next to Theresa, gritted her teeth and forced a fake smile. " You should learn to shut your windows when committing adultery sweetie."Sandra, who was sipping Chinese tea, chok
SYDNEY STOOD BY THE KITCHEN window with a wearisome look while gazing at the sprinklers that went off in the garden. It reminded her of her mother. She recalled the days when Ashley would stand by the garden back in Arizona with a watering can in her grip as she watered the flowers. She missed her mother; she had been having nightmares of Ashley in a large gray box, lying next to Xavier. She thought about taking Ethan and Emily to Arizona and not returning, but Ashley's last message made her rethink.Avery poured tomato soup into the saucer. She walked to Sydney and placed a hand on her shoulder. " What's wrong, you haven't said anything since I got here?"What was there to say? Sydney shrugged nonchalantly, and they both went to the dining room. Sydney slipped into a seat next to Sofia. She had been a frequent and helpful visitor- to Avery's disposal.Avery looked at Sofia with contempt. " Um, Sofia darling?"Sofia looked up from the book she was reading. She smiled questi
AUTHORS POV" Hello, Mrs. Reed, this is Archer, Mr. Reed's P.A.," Archer said over a phone call with Sydney. " Mr. Reed is busy in a meeting now; he instructed me to let you know that the annual Gala d' flare takes place tonight. The color code is red with a touch of gold. Dresses would be sent to you, choose any you'd prefer. Your hair should be left down and you should be ready by six."" All right, Archer. Anything else?"" Mr. Reed would be there in a limo ten minutes earlier...and Mrs. Reed." He lingered for a while and continued. " Please don't get on his nerves."*** Sydney stared at herself in the mirror, a faint smile across her face. Her fingers grazed her semi-flat stomach. The red chiffon dress with a slit by the side reaching mid-thigh hugged her curvy frame. She felt like a kid again. Except, now, she was hollow and messed up inside. She remembered prom night. She remembered how much she and Gavin had been in love. That night, he had told her he loved her for
AUTHORS POV SYDNEY STOOD TRANSFIXED TO THE spot on hearing what Gavin had said. She stared at Gavin whose back was turned to her with angst and pain. Gavin continued, unaware of the fact that Sydney was behind him. " I can't talk about that now; when the time comes, we'll figure it out. Avery... Avery, listen, I have to go now."He slid the phone into his pants pocket and sighed. When he turned around, he met the mortified gaze of Sydney.His brows furrowed as he asked, " Syd... What are you doing here?"She stared up at him with anguish. What made her heart ache more was that she couldn't make out a single emotion in his eyes. In a calm tone, she inquired. " You want to tell the kids?"" Yes Sydney, I'm going to let them know-"She cut in, angry tears brewing in her eyes, " And you didn't feel the need to tell me."His lips curled into a sneer, " So you'd beat me to it. What would you say? Well, let me gue
THE LADIES SEEMED TO have also noticed the extremely handsome lumberjack talking with Alfred since they sat straight, protruded their boobs, and straightened their hair charmingly. Theresa noticed Sydney's apprehension and held her shoulder. Her eyes read concern. " Are you okay?"Sydney's mouth hung open, and after some seconds, she was able to reply. " Uh... Um, yeah. " She chuckled nervously. Gabriel's eyes began to trail over the patio. Sydney noticed it and grabbed the magazine Veronica was pretending to read and quickly covered her face." What the butt! Give me my magazine, I was reading that." Veronica grumbled, dragging attention toward them." Please, just a minute." Sydney pleaded hoping she could disappear. What if he told the ladies he was the guy she 'kissed'? They wouldn't hesitate to tell the press about it. What would everyone say? Mrs. Reed is having an affair with a lumberjack, a middle-class man who barely matches Gavin with anything." Bloody b**ch, gi
AUTHOR'S POV Sydney's mommy instincts kicked in. '" Wha... What do you mean Avery? How did that happen?" she asked Avery, her voice rising. " Calm down, Syd; Ethan is in the school Nurse's office. He's fine now," Avery assured. Sydney was still restive. " Avery, that wasn't the question I asked; why would some kid beat him up? Weren't there teachers who could have stopped him?" " Syd, listen. First of all, it was Ethan that started the fight and second, the fight had already started when the teachers got there." Sydney looked confused. She asked incredulously, " Why would Ethan fight with someone six years older than him?" " He looked really angry when Gavin dropped him off earlier, Emily was crying. I don't know what Gavin told them but I think that's what provoked Ethan into starting the fight." Sydney leaned on the wall and ran a hand through her hair. Did Gavin tell them about the divorce? How couldn't she have thought of this earlier?! Avery spoke quickly now, " I
AUTHOR'S POV SYDNEY COULD FEEL her heart in her mouth when the taxi pulled to a stop in front of Montana Hotel. The only time Gavin had gone to Montana Hotel was when he needed time alone with Sydney. She paid the driver and walked into the hotel. When the receptionist saw her approaching, he pretended like he was talking over the telephone. " Oh, Mr. Rodney... Uh... Yes." Sydney wasn't a fool. She could tell he was pretending. " Clinton, Mr. Rodney is over there." She said and gestured towards Rodney who talking with some men in tuxedos. He chuckled nervously and dropped the telephone. Like he knew what Sydney came for, he said, " Mr. Reed is in room... 15 VVIP. " Her face became paler. She thanked Clinton and headed for the stairs giving herself enough time to pull herself together. Gavin was certainly with someone since he booked an erotic suite. When she reached the VVIP floor. Her head ached from the vermilion-lighted hallway. She stopped by the 15th door and slipped
AUTHORS POV SYDNEY STARED AT Gabriel in a daze. She tried to check from his facial expression whether he was kidding but he looked dead serious. " You are kidding aren't you?" She asked incredulously. He responded in a rigid tone. " No, Sydney, I'm not joking. You want to be in Arizona today, I'll fly you there." She was more confused. He was a lumberjack, not a pilot. If he wasn't a pilot, it meant he had a private plane, but how could he? He's not an elite. The elevator opened with people waiting outside impatiently. Sydney was still staring at Gabriel in confusion so, he grabbed her hand and walked out of the elevator. As they walked out of the hotel, his hand firmly holding hers, she asked. " Where are we going, Gabriel?" " I have a friend who owns a private jet. He lets me use it often. He wouldn't mind this time. I can fly a plane so I'll take you to Arizona." He explained, coherently.o " But, I can't let you go with me to Arizona. What about your job?" They stopped
" What do hell do you mean by Gavin made a deal with the devil?" Gil nearly choked on his wine when Gabriel told him about Ethan's dream and his thoughts on it.Gabriel pushed a glass of water to him. " Not the actual devil. Antonio's brother."Gil drank the water too quickly and looked at Gabriel with wide eyes. " No shit, you mean Alejandro?"Gabriel shifted on his chair. He'd come to a club that played hip-hop songs cranked to the loudest so no one would be able to monitor his conversation properly." You know him?"" Yes, eyebrows pierced. Tattoos. Scars. Silver teeth. He looked like he'd been through a fire. " Gabriel looked around the club to see if anyone was watching him. He leaned forward and asked, " How did you know him and why haven't you shared this information with me before? " Gabriel gasped. " Don't tell me you struck a deal with him. "" Oh, for the love of Mary, do I look that stupid to do such a thing? "" I can't be too certain you don't. "Gabriel rolled his eyes
GABRIEL SPENT THE NEXT two hours staring at the sky. He was freezing. It was the first time he'd felt so cold. His mind kept on reeling on every unpleasant thing he'd done. Things he had been told. Things he'd seen. Things that could have happened differently if he'd controlled his emotions; if he'd listened to the warnings.Ethan reminded him greatly about his childhood. What his mother's infidelity had caused him. There was no one to help him and pull him out of his misery. There was no one willing to sit and understand what was wrong with him and he was unwilling to believe anything was wrong with him.Gabriel walked into the house. He passed by Sydney's room and saw she was asleep. He went to Ethan's room and pushed the door open quietly. Ethan was moving on the bed. His eyes were tightly shut. A wince was planted across his face as he kept on turning. He seemed to be having a nightmare." Don't shoot him, don't shoot him please." Ethan cried.Gabriel went to him quickly, he sat
" Charlotte, you should have spent Christmas with your boyfriend; he must be feeling down without you with him."Gabriel returned to the dining room just in time to hear his father change the topic from politics. Alfred had visited Gabriel as soon as his spies delivered news that Sydney and her kid had left Gabriel's place. He insisted Gabriel followed him home for Christmas. Gabriel was adamant at first but when he remembered his father was a lonely man with no one except him and Charlotte, he had to agree.Charlotte blushed and slipped out her hand under Alfred's to brush a strand of hair off her face." It's my obligation to spend the holidays with my husband." Alfred smirked and took a bite out of his chicken breast. " Did that apply to all your ex-husbands also?"Gabriel slid into the chair next to his father. Gabriel wasn't a bit surprised by his father's indifference towards Charlotte's infidelity. They were more of friends than husband and wife. Alfred lost his attraction t
GAVIN'S LEGS WERE MADE of ten pounds of steel. He was motionless. Deaf. All he could hear was the faint echo of Ethan's name on Alejandro's scarred lips.Sydney's eyes were like the moon as she ran behind Gavin, nearly knocking him off. " Ethan, are you okay? Jesus Christ what if it touched you." Sydney's arms were around Ethan's body, shaking. He was still screaming. He couldn't stop screaming.The bullet managed to pass through the space between the outline of his cheek and shoulder, making its way into the glass wall.By the time Gavin regained his ability to move, Christopher had poured out of the house, his eyes wide in matching shock. Mathilda was hiding behind a wall in case there'd be another gunshot.Christopher looked between the wall and Gavin. " Holy shit, how did this happen?"" Someone please call the police and an ambulance. He isn't moving." Sydney screamed.Gavin was stumbling as he walked to Ethan. He pulled Sydney gently away from him and grabbed Ethan's raised sho
THE SCENT OF ROAST CHICKEN consumed the whole of Gavin's smart house. Gavin had hired a few excellent chefs to cook up something for the feast since he knew barely anything about cooking and Avery refused to get out of her room.She'd been behaving uncanny for some weeks, his conscience pricked him to ask her what was wrong. When he did, it didn't end well. Gavin nearly had a knife in his heart. She kept on screaming it was his fault she was in this position and chased him around the house with a knife.He promised himself to stay at least ten feet away from her.He'd expected her to be locked up in her room during the feast but she was the first at the table.Sydney came in five minutes to the stipulated time. She mustered all the strength in her not to lose her composure. The house looked exactly how she'd left it but it felt a whole lot different. It was like a shallow pit sucking her into memories. Memories she so desperately wants to forget.Sydney looked at the couch. She reme
SYDNEY WATCHED THE waves form and crash. Her heart was colder than the snow falling, tighter than the pressure from the oxygenless point of the sea. Her heart wanted to split and burst.She had just wanted to look at the sea with a smile on her face and no care in the world before Gavin called.She wondered why she answered his call so quickly. There was something wrong somewhere, she felt it. It was like he was going to be wiped out of existence if she didn't take his call.She had a dream the previous night. Gavin was sitting on a wooden bench in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by mists. A phone was held to his ear. He was shaking. Saying something about Ethan. Then the phone dropped and so did his body. The mist turned red.Sydney was breathing a little too hard when she asked him how their kids were. He noticed it." You are breathing uneasily, what's wrong?" He sounded so genuine it made her stomach churn.She wanted to tell him. " Nothing." But she couldn't.Gavin sighed, " Th
" Why don't you sing a Christmas song for us, ehn friend?"Gabriel clutched the knife he used to cut into his turkey a little bit tighter. Gil had been getting on his nerves since he served Dinner and sat a couple distance away from him. " Oh, I forgot, you mix auto with tenor and soprano with bass." Gil chuckled on the glass of water placed in his mouth. " We don't want your bad voice ruining Christmas Eve."Sofia intervened quickly. She grabbed Gil's face in her palm and made him look at her " Why are you being such an a**hole? Stop it. "Gil didn't look at her. His eyes were fixated on Gabriel's angry ones. They looked like they were ready to jump on each other. No one spoke again. There was a foul aura around the dinette. It was like everyone had beef with each other except Gil and Sofia. Sydney made sure to avoid eye contact with Gabriel who wouldn't stop passing glances at her.She felt like a pile of rubbish after what she'd done. She didn't want her and Gabriel's friendshi
" It's sweet of Gabriel to cook up the meals. " Sofia remarked as she lay on a chaise lounge watching Gabriel cook. She moaned at the aroma of the turkey. It was freezing on the yacht, but Sofia and Sydney couldn't care less. They didn't want to miss the serene views of birds flying across the waters, waves crashing, and whatnot. Sydney hadn't felt any sense of relaxation since Gabriel professed his affection for her. She wanted to believe it was some sort of joke or dream. He must have been feeling lonely and needed a shoulder to lean on, and Sydney was there for him. Maybe that's why he confused their friendship for love. The heart is a tool the devil uses to ruin people's life. Ruin friendships. Ruin good relationships. She reckoned. The only source of relaxation she found was when she stepped into Blake's yacht. It was a good thing she'd accepted his offer. Ethan and Emily would love it here. She would have loved to bring them, but Gavin called and said he wanted them
AUTHOR'S POV " Your check is on the dining room table, pick it up when you are done. And don't you dare go into my wife's room; I don't want you looking through her closet." Sherwin Peters said disdainfully to Gil before picking up a coat and leaving. Gil sent two middle fingers to his back and growled, " Open your eyes, a**hole; your wife is cheating on you with a seventy-two-year-old horse rider." Gil sighed when he realized he was talking to himself. He raked his fingers through his hair and looked at the broken fence through the kitchen window. " I need to get myself a real job. Joseph would also have if he existed in the 21st century." He laughed at himself. He was a worthless piece of shit. He thought. He couldn't even hold one woman he'd like— lust for. " Don't think of her, Gil, she must be having an orgasm for that b**tard she was holding hands with. What man even paints his fingernails? He must have a really small— shut up Gil, that's enough." He groaned an