I end up waking up early because I couldn’t go back to sleep after last night. Instead of tossing and turning in my bed, I decide to just get the day started and make myself something to eat.
Taking my plate of breakfast, I sit in the living room and watch some morning news.
Adair’s case is still trending and it’s almost been two weeks. Usually, within one or two days the news station would change its headline to the next big thing that has happened in the city, but for the first this hasn't been the case. Adair really does have that powerful effect on the media and on the rest of the world.
Speaking of Adair, a sound of a ding grabs my attention and I see that a message has popped up on the screen of my phone. It's from him. Opening the text, I wonder why he's awake at 6:30am in the morning on a Saturday.
Adair: Ms. Carter it’s about Greg’s transactions and the other transactions. Please meet me at my office anytime toda
I make my up to Aaliyah’s dark green apartment door, and notice that Andrew isn’t where I last saw him. I do have the key to her house, but unlike last night, there's no way that I'm walking in on them again.I knock loudly on the door just to scare them and to make sure to let them know that somone is at the door. It works because a deep breathing Aaliyah opens the door with her hand clutching her chest.“Sarah, geez I thought this was a raid or something!” She says breathlessly.I walk inside with a smug smile and catch Andrew sitting at the island.“I just wanted to make sure you knew that it was me.” I laugh evilly. “Hey Andrew!”“Hi Ms. Carter. How were your errands?” He asks taking a sip from his coffee.His coffee cup reminds of when Adair took a sip of his own coffee, and my body shivers again as I remember the sound that escaped his lips.I'm a mess.
We spend the rest of our day playing golf. After counting our scores, Aaliyah came in first place, along with Andrew second, and of course, I got the last spot. Despite coming last, I do have to admit that I had alot of fun today, minus the part where I saw Anna.After a hard and long day of physical activ ity, we all decided to go eat dinner at Aaliyah and I's favorite resturant.“Wow this place is amazing.” Andrew gasps as he takes in the interior.Flavor, is a Middle Eastern restaurant located in downtown New York and I’ve been going here ever since my law school days and Aaliyah since her paralegal school days.It's warm cozy interior shines with decorative gold lamps hanging from the ceiling in various places across the restaurant. The walls are painted a shade of rich burgundy and beautiful Middle Eastern art hangs on the walls along with plates painted with various designs. Each table has a colorful candle
“I’ll be down quickly.” I state, getting out of the car.“Ms. Carter, I’m not letting you go up there alone especially at this time.” Adair says getting out of the car as well.I know there’s no point in arguing with him because he’s going to come anyways.We make our way up to my penthouse in silence and as soon as we get out of the elevator we spot the bodyguard who replaced Cole laying unconscious on the floor and my penthouse door wide open.Adair and I both freeze in our spots. My eyes lock on the lifeless figure on the floor, my heart leaping into my throat and my once warm hands, thanks to the heat in Adair's car, now cold and clammy.Please don't be dead.Adair's head snaps back and forth, his eyes scrutinizing every inch of the silent hallway. Drawing out a black gun from the inside of his blazer, he brings it close to his chest ready to strike if needed.&nbs
During the entire drive to Aaliyah’s place all I can think about is how lucky I am that my mom wasn’t at home. What if he had her too? What if she got seriously injured? What if he had taken her as hostage? My mind numbing thoughts torments every part of my body, but to know that she's safe eases the terror that cripples me inside.Even though my home is destroyed, I can rebuy half of the things that were broken, but there are some things that I can’t buy back. Those cherished memories of my mom working on her paintings when I would come back from law school, and my mom’s favorite cassettes that she’s held on for years that we've watched ever since I was a kid.It’s now all gone, thanks to him.Slowly driving into the parking lot of Aaliyah’s apartment, Adair parks the car and turns the engine off, and we sit in complete silence, neither of us daring to talk or get out first.“So, what are you going to
If the outside is beautiful, then the inside is even better. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling in the foyer, it's lights dazzling across the shiny waxed floor. Two stair cases sit on opposite sides, ascending to the top and straight ahead is a door that opens to the backyard where there’s a giant pool. On my left and right sides are big glass doors both of which seem to open to sitting rooms.“I’ll give you a house tour tomorrow morning.” Adair states giving my luggage to the man who opened the door for us.“Sure.” I say still gazing around the house. “Don’t you seem to get lonely in such a big place?” I ask.As much as it seems amazing to live in a mansion, I would never be able to tolerate all this silence.“Sometimes.” He shrugs. “Come let’s get you to your room.”I follow behind him as we walk up the stairs. A bunch of pictures of him and Anna hang on th
Just as promised, the next morning Adair shows me around the house and there are only six places that I can remember from the massive house tour: mine and Adair’s rooms, the kitchen, the living room, the bathroom, and the full pool outside that doesn’t even encompasses half of his backyard. That’s how big it is.We both sit outside with our laptops open and working away in the fall sunshine near the poolside. I’m surprised that Adair hasn’t gone in to work even on a Sunday. He definitely seems like the type to do so.Or maybe because he didn't want to leave me alone.I was going to relax this weekend, but that went down the drain. After what happened last night, I need to keep my mind occupied otherwise I'll be sent into a spiral with my horror filled thoughts about last nights event.I guess I can use this time to prepare for my court case tomorrow.Typing rapidly away on his laptop, Adair’s
When Julian called he also said how there was nothing left behind that could be used to find the masked man. No hair strand, no fingerprint, no thread, nothing.I was upset to hear that even after tearing my entire place apart, there was no evidence that could be used to help us find him. But the best news is, that we have Miller's location which means the faster we get to Miller, the faster he can can lead us to the masked man.Adair left to meet Anna, since she wanted to talk to him and I'm left walking around the mansion alone. We didn’t tell her that I’m staying here and I think that its best we don't. I wouldn’t be too happy either if another woman was living with my fiancé, even if they were on professional terms.I wonder what she has to tell him about that can’t be said on the phone.“Ms. Carter!” The maid calls running behind me. “Your phone was ringing. I thought I should give it to you.”
Another day is spent in the court house and as soon as the judge tells her verdict, I quickly pack up my things and leave.Aaliyah and I go to grab some much needed coffee. I couldn’t sleep all night, because of my long nap, and now I’m feeling the effects, but that wasn’t the only reason.My mind kept drifting back to Adair’s fingers on my lips, my legs in between his thighs, and the confession I made to myself last night. It's wrong in so many ways and I wish that I could just rip all these feelings and emotions out of my heart and flush them down the toilet.The barista hands us our coffee and we take a seat near the window.“Are you okay Sarah? You don’t look so well and in court you weren’t your usual self.” Aaliyah asks taking a sip from her coffee.“Yeah, I’m just tired. I couldn’t fall asleep last night because I took a long nap in the day.” I say holding the hot coffee
4 years later Our baby girl is growing up so fast. Ariana Elizabeth Adair is now 8 months old and she’s the smartest and most fearless baby that I have ever seen- and she gets that from her parents.“Look at this Ari.” Zara says picking up her bow and arrow set that Alex got for her birthday last month.Ari takes a hold of the bow in her small hands and gives it a 360-degree examination before taking the plastic arrow from Zara’s hand and sticking it flat onto the red bean bag couch. Luckily there’s a sticky plastic to the end of it and not an actual arrow, saving us the destruction that would come if it were to hit into something.“That’s my girl.” Adair smiles.Sitting in his lap, I lean back into his chest, the soft fabric of his dark blue sweater giving off warmth. He kisses the top of my head and intertwines his fingers with mine as we watch the two kids play. We sit on
It feels like the very first day of school where you’re the new kid and absolutely have no idea what to expect. That’s me right now. Mixed emotions run through me with nervousness, happiness, and excitement being among the top three.What will Adair say when he sees me? What if he’s moved on already? What if he gets angry at Nick for telling me where he was? What if he left Greece early?I know my mind is running wild like it normally does, and I tell myself to calm down. Everything will be alright.Neatly trimmed colorful trees line the walkway to the hotel’s entrance. It’s fall again and I’m kind of sad that I missed my favorite seasons- spring and summer- because of being in a coma. But this is the exact same month that I met Adair for the first time, and I find it so magical that this was the month that God made me wake up in.Nick talks to the receptionist and she hands him over a swipe card to Adair's room. He&rsq
Two weeks have passed by and I can proudly and thankfully say that I remember almost everything, but I just don’t remember his face or his name. He comes into my dreams every night, his face still blurry and when dawn breaks, he leaves me.I search up his crazy ex fiancé’s name to find his name on the Internet, but I can’t find it anywhere. It’s as if they never knew each other. I remember how we first met and how he saved me. I remember it all, but I don’t remember him.And it’s eating me alive.I no longer have to visit the doctor anymore which I’m so glad because I couldn’t take the sight of the hospital anymore. The doctor was very impressed at how fast my brain was able to pick up on the memories, but it’s only because of the family that I have today. And it’s thanks to the crazy case.I ended up asking Tyron how he felt about my mom and he said that he was in love with her. I asked m
My mom and the other woman carefully walk towards me. My eyes brim with tears as I take in my mothers’ appearance. She looks like she lost weight, her daisy yellow blouse hanging loosely around her collar bones. Taking a hold of my hand, she kisses my palms and holds them close to her heart.“Mom.” I whisper causing her to look up in shock.“You…you remember me?” She asks wide eyed.“How can I forget you mom.” I say through sobs.I carefully get out of bed trying my best not to tug on the IV poll and I embrace her in a hug. We cry into each other until there are no more tears left. She makes me sit back on the bed and I do so without any complaints. I feel drained, but it’s nothing compared to this feeling of wanting to be with my mom.“Do you remember me?” Aaliyah whispers, her hands clutched to her chest.I try my best to remember her, and I see faint memories, but I
8 months laterTall dark trees surround me, their leaves rustling against the light breeze. I continue to run trying to find an exit, but I can’t see a way out of this suffocating dark. Rain starts to tap my head and I look up at the sky. The pitch black sky embraces the dark stormy clouds and my heart slams into my chest.I need to find a way out before the storm starts.Running, the wet gritty soil covers my naked feet as pebbles and tiny branches poke into the bottom of my feet. I ignore the pain desperately trying to find my way out calling for help.The rain slams down and thunder booms across the sky, drowning my calls for help. I run as fast as I can tears now streaming down my face. Howls echo with the thunder and I look around wide eyed hoping that there aren’t wolves.“Please can anyone help me!” I shout, the hem of my white night gown getting caught in the branch.I trip over the large branch
Adair’s Point of ViewThe next couple of hours for Sarah are critical. Thankfully the bullet missed her heart but only by a couple inches. I was able to get her to the hospital on time, and if I didn’t, according to the doctor, she could have died.I sit, broken and tired in the waiting room patiently waiting for the doctor to come out of the operating theatre. My shirt is covered in her blood and despite getting a lot of stares from people they don’t utter a word.I called everyone she knew so they can be here when she wakes up. Nick and Julian are bringing Elizabeth over right now. I sent my private jet to Andrew, Aaliyah, Cole, and Meghan so they can get here faster. When I told them about Sarah they were speechless. At first Aaliyah was mad at me, telling me that I let Anna hurt Sarah but she apologized when her anger died down. However, her words hold truth to them. If only I could have pulled the trigger earlier then Sara
“ANNA DON’T!” Elizabeth yells, but Anna ignores her cries and walks over to the darkness and emerges back out with a gun in her hand.My heartbeat quickens and sweat forms on my forehead. I watch the sleek black gun glisten in her hand and with every step she takes I see my death getting closer and closer.I suck in my breath telling myself that I won’t cry. I can’t let my mom see me in fear despite fear running in every part of me right now. I have to be strong, for the both of us.“I love you mom.” I whisper one last time.“Sarah please-” She sobs as Anna holds the phone across from me so my mom can see my death.All of a sudden a loud boom startles Marc forcing him to drop the phone on the ground and my eyes search frantically across the screen looking for my mom.“YOUR UNDER ARREST!” Yells a familiar voice and I know who it belongs to.Julian.
Adair’s Point of ViewEver since I left New York I’ve been counting down the time to reach Anna’s place. Time is slipping away and I don’t know even know if Ms. Carter will be there. My heart is telling me that she is, but my brain is telling me otherwise, and it’s driving me fucking insane.I can’t believe that this entire time Anna was playing with me. I could smell a snake a mile away, but this time a snake was right under my nose and I didn’t even know it.“She played me so well.” I growl taking a sharp turn at the lights, the empty street taunting my stupidness.I’m only five minutes away from her place and the anxiety that grows inside me is one that I’ve never experienced before. My body feels restless and my chest heaves up and down as breathing becomes difficult to do.When my sister went missing I felt like the world was torn away from me and now, kno
My eyes slowly open as I try to adjust to the dim light that hangs above me. A sharp pain shoots at the back of my head causing me to wince. My head throbs in pain and I feel like I’ve been hit in the back of a head with a metal baseball bat. My eyes travel down to my hands and I realize that both my hands and feet are tied tightly to the chair with chains.I try to break free, but it only makes it worse as the chains dig even deeper into my skin causing me to yelp in pain.I look around for help but the place is completely empty. It’s freezing cold and smells like a wet dog. A tiny window near the top of wall lets in a small stream of light and through there I can tell that it’s already night time. Where am I? I scream for help, anyone who can help me at least get these chains off me, but I go mute once I realize what happened. Everything comes back to me. It was Anna who hit me in the back of the head right when I was