"Julie!" Juliet stopped in her tracks when she heard her name and turned to see who it was, but she immediately regretted it and wished she would have just ignored... It was Mrs Flicher, the number one gossiper in the area, and juliet was aware that she wad part of their daily gossip. she had overheard then at the supermarket a few blocks aware, gossiping about her in broad day, and she couldn't believe what came out of their mouths. they didn't even know her, and they thought it was okay to talk that way about her... Mrs Flicher was number on the list of people juliet wanted to avoid... Her mother wasn't here anymore to stop her from saying her mind now... Mrs Flicher quickly walked to where juliet was standing, a smile which Juliet knew was fake was on the older woman's face... "I'm so glad I ran into you." She started and held Juliet's hand... "I heard about your mother. I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the wake. I was away for a few days. " Juliet knew she was telling a lie but
"Find out who he has been going to see and do it discretely. You know what will happen it he find out about this" Michelle instructed her P.A, there was no way she was going to let Alex get his way, not after she had to go through in the hands of his father. he had to compensate her for all the years she had suffered. She was going to make him do what she wanted. "Don't you think you are being too much. Why can't you just leave him be Michelle... you will make him dislike you the more. " Caroline tried to advise her sister, but it was like talking to a wall. She saw the determination in Michelle's eyes and knew nothing she said would ever get through to her. She was bent on doing what she wanted. "You off all people shouldn't say that to me!" Michelle channelled her anger to Caroline, who was just trying to advise her, and Caroline sighed, yes, a wall. "Don't regret this later on, I warned you," "Shut your mouth. You weren't the one who was forced to marry someone against their wil
"She is a writer?" Alex said to Patrick as he looked at the file in his hand, a smile on his face... "Yes, sir... she works for DB publishing company and helps with a few books that have been published, also screen writing. From what I've heard, she is working on her own book" Patrick explained and dropped another file in front of Alex. "But I think she is planning on quiting soon" Alex raised his eyes up to look at Patrick, confusion etched in his eyes. "Why is she planning on quiting" "Well she isn't the only one... Their publishing company isn't doing to well lately and most of the workers have started quiting... only a few of them are left, including Her" Patrick explained and Alex sat up in his chair... He picked up the file about DB publishing company and read through it in silence... They were in debts and were having a hard time... "How long as she being working there" he asked "About a few years now. She started working there as an intern while in college and continued whe
"Sir!" Patrick yelled when Alex immediately exited the car. what if someone here recognised him.... He got out of the car too but stood at a distance and watched the scene that was unfolding... It had been a while since he had seen Alex look so mad... If looms could kill, then the woman would already be bed... Juliet's eyes slowly fluttered open when she didn't receive the smack she was expecting... but her eyes grew wide in shock when she saw Alex standing in between her and her aunt... He held her aunt hand. Why was he here! She looked around them and saw that a small group of people had gathered around because of the scene that was unfolded, and what made it worst was Mr Flicher and her group were watching also, none of them had stepped forward to help her or at least intervene... They were enjoying the show that would give them more to gossip about... Juliet felt like the ground should open up and swallow her.... She hated this kind of attention so much... "What do you thin
Chapter 1 “She had a long battle, Juliet. It was time for her to rest. I'm sure she is in a better place now” A sad smile appeared on Juliet's face as she looked up at her mom's nurse of two years, Gloria. Why did everyone keep saying that to her? Did They want her to feel bad that she was sad, was it wrong for her to be sad? Why couldn't she grieve how she wanted? Why did she have to pretend like she was strong when she wasn't? All she wanted to do was cry out loud, but she knew if she did so she would hear those same words again. “Thank you, Laura.” Juliet simply said as the older woman leaned in for a hug and left after saying a few more words. Juliet walked back towards her living room, where a few people remained after the wake was over. Mrs Willams From her mom's support group had a smile on her face as she gossiped with two other women Juliet could barely recognise. They were probably gossiping about her. Maybe not, but didn't they look so cheerful? This was a wake and not a
Chapter 2 "Are you alright, sir?" Patrick asked, his voice laced with worry as he scanned the deserted street for a safe place to park. He occasionally checked on his boss through the rearview mirror concern in his eyes. Alex's face twisted in a grimace, his hand clutching his chest as he struggled to breathe. "Stop the car..." he gasped, his voice barely audible. His face had turned pale, and he was fighting hard to stay conscious and get a hold of himself, but it was hard to do so because the car had suddenly become so stuffy, making it harder for him. Patrick slammed on the brakes, and Alex stumbled out into the night, gasping for breath. The place was on the opposite side of where he lived, but Alex didn't notice. He was too busy trying to calm his racing heart. As he walked away from the car, the streetlight above flickered, casting eerie shadows on the ground. Alex loosened his tie, feeling suffocated by the tight collar. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to shake off t
Juliet laid On her bed staring at her white ceiling. She couldn't believe she could be so careless and walk with a literal stranger so late at night. What if he had been a creep and tried to harm her. He didn't look like one but she still had to be careful. What if he had tried to hurt her or even worse? She glanced at her beside the clock and sighed. “I shouldn't have talked to him” Juliet muttered, remembering how she told him and how she had cried uncontrollably. He looked really confused… She Didn't Even cry during her mother's wake but cried when someone she didn't know asked her if she was okay. It felt oddly comfortable when she was with him. She could cry out and not bother about bothering him because he was a stranger and she would likely not see him again. That was why she couldn't control her tears. Juliet closed her eyes and tried to sleep but it was futile she ended up working the whole night, looking for some kind of distraction from her reality... But she couldn't see
Juliet watched as they lowered her mother's coffin into the ground. Not a single drop of tears left her eyes as she watched. Her eyes were empty as she watched, then slowly started to cover the grave, but her heart was the contrast. Her heart hurt so bad as she watched, and she wanted to rip it out of her chest so it would stop hurting… But she couldn't, and it only made it unbearable for her to watch. One of the men working asked her a question, but she couldn't process his words, so he understood and let her be… Florence, on the other hand, was a mess. Her eyes were completely swollen and red, and she was sobbing behind Juliet. Juliet sighed and turned to look at Florence. One would mistake her as the daughter at one glance. She patted her neighbour's arm, trying to console her, and it only made her cry the more Flo was the only one who had shown up. No one from the wake yesterday showed up, and she preferred it that way, but she wondered if her mother was sad that no one showed