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VIVIANI pulled hard at the skin of my face. It hurt, so I knew I was not dreaming. Richard had been arrested and my mother was really awake. It felt almost too good to be true. Just a few hours ago, my life had been the epitome of anxiety and misery but the tables had turned so quickly and suddenly that I could not put my emotions to words. I let Nate lead me to where I had parked his car, still in a daze. I watched him as he spoke to the members of his security team, barely registering any of the words he said even though he continuously gestured towards me. I was itchy to go and see my mother and hear her voice. I had so many things, to tell her, so many things to do, we had so much to catch up on and the thought of it made my breath catch in my throat. The happiness I felt was not abstract. It was a heavy thing weighing on every vestige of my soul and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I had not known it was still possible for me to feel this type of unbridled joy. Nate handed the key
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NATEMy head throbbed painfully. I restrained myself from punching the dashboard of my car as I pulled into the driveway of my house. Vivian had made it painfully clear that she wanted nothing to do with me and while I had taken it with a coolheadedness that surprised even me, the reality was starting to dawn on me. I was alone in the car, there was no Vivian to shoot baleful glances at me from the shotgun seat, no Vivian to give me the silent treatment or start a fight about something I might have brushed off as casual. I hated myself for how much levity I treated her with in the past. I had always assumed she would always be by my side, unable to break away, unable to let me go for as long as I wanted at least. Why had I subscribed to put her through so much misery? I had never once in my wildest imagination imagined that I would end up falling head over heels in love with her. There was a time months ago it might have been easier to write this off as an unlucky and unprecede
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VIVIANI turned on my bed and almost fell off. My eyes snapped open at once. Bright light was streaming into my room through the window. I sat up on my bed and yawned, taking a moment to really take in my surroundings. My room here was smaller than the one in Nate's mansion but at least I was free of the heartache that came with living in that house. I made my bed quickly while humming a tune under my breath before skipping to the bathroom to shower and wash my teeth. Now that I was pathetically jobless, I needed to work twice as hard or it would only be a matter of time before I tucked my tail between my legs and sought out Nate. The thought was so repulsive that I almost gagged on my toothbrush. I sat in front of my vanity, applying my ten step skin care routine while speaking words of affirmation to myself because a nagging fear kept gnawing at me that I might not be able to do well on my own. Just as I finished applying mascara, my phone buzzed from the pocket of my bathrobe.
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VIVIANI could hear the sound of my heart pounding in my rib cage. I snatched my arm off Emily's hands and exhaled heavily. "What the hell, Emily." I breathed out when I had taken in enough air. But she wasn't listening to me. She peered out the corner, her eyes darting from side to side and when she had confirmed it was safe, she collapsed against the wall and took off her hat. Her hair spiralled down to her shoulders from the back of her neck where she had held it loosely. "What is going on?" I pressed, unable to keep the indignation out of my voice.I did not know what to make of the situation as everything had happened so quickly and I had a lot of questions to ask her too but I was too disoriented to even begin to gather my thoughts. "Those men were tailing you." She wet her bottom lip with saliva and looked to the ground. "I was not sure what they were after but I didn't want to take chances." I looked at her. The wounds on her face had lightened considerably but she still
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VIVIANI stared blankly at my phone. Nate was calling yet again. How did he not pick up on the underlying nuances in my behavior when I spoke with him the last time? Had he always been this tactless or was he really clinging onto me, trying to wear me out with irritation? I sighed and picked up the phone, reminding myself that even though I did not want to talk, I had at least promised myself to be civil with him henceforth. "Hello." His baritone voice responded almost immediately I picked the call. "Hi." He said. There was a hint of caution in his voice and it puzzled me. Whatever he wanted to talk about must be pretty delicate. I just hoped it had nothing to do with the douchebag presently waiting to rot behind bars. I had made it explicitly clear that I wanted nothing to do with Richard's case moving forward and I was dead serious. It was time to live a life devoid of worries and to do that, I had to cut off the two men who were the biggest orchestrators of my problems. Not
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VIVIANMy head throbbed painfully despite the aspirin I had just ingested. My body did not at all feel like mine. My palms were sweaty, my throat dry and my eyes itchy. I did not know what to think, did not even want to think at all. I just felt the irresistible urge to lie on my bed and sleep it all away. These days, it felt like I was being hit by ice stones of trouble every other day. It was either Nate, or Richard, or Emily and it was getting too exhausting for me to act like I was alright inside. I had thought divorcing Nate and moving out of his house would grant me the respite I needed but this far, I'd barely had a moment to exhale. It felt everyday like I was underwater, waiting with bated breath for something, anything to happen. I was simply going through the motions now, paranoid and bored and just essentially uneasy. It was not only sad, it was distressing. I had told myself multiple times that I had finally let go of every toxicity in my life but how could I when my
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VIVIANI stood outside the hospital room trying to pace myself. It had only been a few days but it felt like an eternity since I last saw her. The image of her looking lost as she lay on the bed, extremely weak and unable to move filtered through my mind and sent a sharp stab of pain through my heart, I thought I might cry. But I knew I couldn't show my true emotions in front of my mother. I needed to be strong and be excited so she would be happy too. I took in three calming breaths in quick succession before I knocked and opened the door. The sight that greeted me was surprising in a pleasant way. My mother was seated on bed and being fed by a caregiver. She looked up and me with twinkling eyes and my heart melted. A wide smile broke out on my face as I inched closer to the bed. "Hello, good morning." I greeted the caregiver. She was a small woman with a kind face who looked to be in her late thirties or early forties. I had heard stories about caregivers who got violent with
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VIVIANI sat back on my seat trying to calm down. We had decided to forego the looming banter for clearer heads. Nate had graciously pocketed his check and apologized, alongside Mr. Alex for mentioning my baby and we were all sitted again pretending to be civil. I still simmered in anger within me but I knew this wasn't the time nor the place for such, so I agreed to let it go. "Let's please proceed." Mr. Alex said. He looked eager to get this done and over with after my outburst. "Yes, please." I replied enjoying his discomfort. He was always so in control and for most of the time we were married, I had come to resent him a bit since he was Nate's spokesperson. Of course, he was only doing his job as a lawyer but he still came off as annoying sometimes. Right now, he perched on the edge of his chair as though there was fire on his butt. "Go ahead, Alex." Nate said with a defeated sigh. He did not bother to hide his unhappiness at the situation and I couldn't be bothered to pre
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Her hands trembled slightly. She was staring out the window of her office at the academy but her mind was somewhere else entirely. She had been transported back in time to the fateful day two weeks ago when the doctor had made the announcement with a wide grin on her face. "Congratulations, Miss Vivian. You're ten weeks pregnant." She had said, flashing Vivian a genuine smile that reached her crinkling eyes. At that moment, a cold sweat had broken out on Vivian’s forehead as the doctor’s words hit her like a bomb. The words had been so unprecedented, so out of left field that it took her a long time to understand the gravity of the doctor’s pronouncement. When she had finally digested her words, fear caused a knot to form in her stomach."The baby is in perfect condition." The doctor had said and Vivian had smiled at her, happy but at the same time, uncertain. "Your husband must be so proud." She had said. But would he? Nate had been so vehemently against a child and even though
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VIVIANI opened my eyes. But I was in an unfamiliar place. The darkness that surrounded me was not only palpable, it was suffocating. I tried to breathe but my lungs seemed to be constricted with something. I stretched forth my hands to guide my path but something seemed to be on my way. I tore at the barrier but it only grew thicker. It was the darkness. Was there any way out of here? How could I fight something I could not even see? I opened my mouth to scream but no sound would come out. I was stuck in this deep, dark pit with nowhere to go but down. Below me, it seemed like there was quicksand and if I did not find a way to get out of here quickly, I would be swallowed whole. I clawed at the space in front of me, beside me and above me but the darkness was too dense, too restricting. Where was help when I needed it the most? My determination had started to wane. My resolve which I thought was stronger than steel bars had become considerably weakened the more it dawned on me t
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NATEI felt overwhelmed. I had not felt this way in the longest of times, not even when dealing with Richard's stupidity. Why were things going haywire all of a sudden just when I thought the dust had settled down? I could not pretend not to know why. Gran's announcement yesterday had triggered a lot of suppressed resentment and I just had to deal tactfully with it or everything I held dear would be taken away right before my eyes. I had been called to the company the day before because Aston was making trouble. Word had spread that he had gone around contacting all the members of the board and having a secret meeting with them. I was not sure what the meeting had been about but I could guess. "Let's hurry." I said to my driver as I looked through Vivian's mail for the umpteenth time. I was about to send a message thanking her for her hard work when my phone started to vibrate. It was a call from my personal assistant. "They are holding an emergency extraordinary meeting of the
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VIVIANI typed away feverishly. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, fueling my fingers and propelling me to think. What had this not occurred to me before? Why had I glossed over Emily's statement back then like it was nothing at all. Had I been too overwhelmed at the time that I had been unable to put two and two together? Unable to see what was right in front of me? Emily had said three companies. Three companies, but only two were behind bars. So what happened to the last one? It was a question I should have been asking for sometime now. Would I be able to find a connection that would reveal which company was the third? Would I find enough proof? I started by digging into the two companies. Their CEOs had been well known in the business world for taking over small companies after leading them into debt. There were many comments online laying complaints against them and a third name kept popping up. Could it be?... I changed the direction of my research. It w
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VIVIAN It all felt awkward. Gran had made the announcement of the century and the room was thrown into chaos. Aston looked like he could combust in anger at any time and stormed off. Gran was unwilling to listen to Nate's protests and Nate's mother just looked surprised. I, on the other hand was unsure how I was supposed to react. I was not very surprised, considering how much affinity Gran held for Nate, I was only a bit skeptical about the timing. But what did I care? I was no longer a part of the family. I was practically a stranger who happened to witness the Stuart family going at each other and it didn't matter what my thoughts were. I just wanted to escape before anyone looked in my direction and thought to rope me into it. Gran shuffled out of the room, leaning slightly on his cane and I saw my chance. Nate was still looking around, confused as ever and there was just a general tension in the air that I was sure no one would notice my silent disappearance. It felt good n
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NATEI swore internally. How had Ashton found out? But then again, the same idiot that had the temerity to give out company information had probably babbled again. Vivian looked stricken standing there, staring numbly from Ashton to my mother to Gran. She tried to say something but it seemed like the words would not come out. I wanted to hold her and calm her down like I did yesterday in the hospital but this was not the place or time and I was pretty sure she would push me away. Guilt weighed down on me heavily. This was all my fault. I had brought this situation on her and I wanted to fix it badly but I felt control slipping out of my hands. Ashton was pushing, tearing down the walls of support around me, trying to strip me of my confidence and painting Vivian as the black sheep. I could not understand for the life of me why he had suddenly turned bad. Or perhaps he had always been this way, lurking silently in the shadows, waiting for this chance to ruin me. "Vivian did nothin
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VIVIANI sighed for the thousandth time. Why on earth couldn't I be allowed to catch a break? Had all the universal forces aligned to ensure I did not have a single moment of peace? The whole situation seemed absurd to me. I did not yet know what Ethan was going on about but it couldn't be anything good, judging by the tone of his voice. Moreover, he was never one to impose, so if he was in front of my house, it must mean something quite severe was about to go down or was even going down. The taxi came to a stop in front of my apartment and I hurried up the path. I did not have to look for Ethan as his car was parked conspicuously on the driveway and he was sitting on it's hood tapping his phone impatiently. "What the hell, Ethan..." "There's no time for this." He looked worried, confused and most notably, tired. His tie had been drawn down, probably to enable him breathe properly while driving and his hair was tousled as if he had been in too much of a hurry to brush it properl
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VIVIANI was elated.I flashed a wide smile back at the sea of smiling faces. I had not felt this way in a really long time, had not felt like what I had to say mattered, like I could dispense joy so freely, so abundantly and still have so much of it left to live on. I was not sad or angry or conflicted here, I just felt like I was wrapped in a bubble of peace, woven softly into a web of comfort and it scared me that this peace was fragile. That it could easily be broken if I didn't protect it. "Do you kids remember what we learnt yesterday?" I asked, leaning towards them and adopting a high pitched childlike voice. "Yes!" They chorused with enthusiasm. I smiled and turned to the board. "Today, we will learn something even more interesting. Are you ready to learn?" They answered with as much enthusiasm as earlier. Their innocence tugged at my heartstrings. Wouldn't my baby have grown to sound like this? To make mischievous jokes and play pranks on others? Maybe it was really not
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VIVIANAnother emergency. But this one couldn't be a prank because Nate had delivered the news and we weren't exactly friendly enough to pull that type of joke on each other. Also, it involved my mother. Nate was a premium jerk but he wouldn't stoop so low. Right? I wished he would. I would swear at him and maybe even hit him but my mother would be fine and I would have worried in vain. "Oh God, oh God... Oh God." Night was falling fast but I didn't care. I rushed out of the house and flagged down the first taxi I saw. If anything happened to my mother, how would I cope with the pain, the guilt. If anything happened... Thoughts consumed me and filled my head with scenarios that were probably too far fetched but seemed feasible at that moment. Panic had taken over me and my hands shook terribly as I contemplated calling Nate. What would I say? What was I trying to find out? "No, no..." "Is there a problem?" The taxi driver was looking at me through the rearview mirror and I ave
