BAILEE SEVEN AND A HALF YEARS AGO (Seventeen Years Old)“You look beautiful!” My mother said as she looked over my shoulder to my reflection. I couldn’t remember the last time that we had ever spent so much time together. Yet, with each strand of my hair that she curled and pinned up, I felt my
BAILEE SEVEN AND A HALF YEARS AGO (Seventeen Years Old)My feet were aching as I stared down the main driveway leading to the resort. I figured if Alex were getting the limo, he would probably use the parking lot instead of my parent’s hidden driveway. Yet, there was no sign of him being there wai
BAILEE I was done. Absolutely and completely done. “Bailee,” My mother called after me, but I ignored her as I carried Brinley to my room to grab the bags I had already packed this morning. “Bailee, wait!” “What?” I snapped, making Brinley jump. I immediately pulled her closer and whispered an a
ALEXANDER It was evident that Bailee had never flown on a private jet before, and I enjoyed seeing her awe as she boarded. She had walked down the aisle and looked at everything, including the bedroom in the back, before returning to the seats with red cheeks. We had a slight delay as we had to g
ALEXANDER Bailee turned to Brinley, holding her hand and talking to her softly to keep her calm as we ascended. Once we were level, miles above the ground, and Brinley was distracted by her movie, Bailee finally turned back to me. “I didn’t just go to your house looking for you, Alex. I went t
BAILEE Alex didn’t have a car seat in his car. While he could afford someone to bring him one, he also seemed to understand my need for space after such an emotionally exhausting day. I was heartbroken over my parents, torn between a father who didn’t want to lose his daughter and a mother who se
BAILEE“Ow! Keep your hands off of me!” I exclaimed but instinctively grabbed the paper before it could fall. I glanced up at him every two seconds as I scanned the paper, refusing to let him get one up on me. It was a printout of an article titled ‘Is Alexander Kingston the biological father of
ALEXANDER “What took you so long?” I asked as I opened my front door to see Ben standing there. “I had to talk to my parents before I could leave.” Always the parent and never the child. Ben had cared for his parents for as long as I had known him. They didn’t realize it, but without him acting