I stared at my reflection with a gloom look on my face. Nothing seemed right, nothing seemed good, nothing seemed perfect, nothing seemed to be worth it anymore. All I could see was a girl who missed her husband and who is worried sick for him. How could he not be reachable? He might be sick? He might be dying, he might be in a hospital, he might need me. But there was a big possibility that he didn’t feel any of this. If he did, he wouldn’t have allowed me remain in the same depressed state I was in. My husband would have come to me, to hold me, to kiss me and whisper loving words in my ears where I would no longer be able to let go.But what if he can’t come to you?I swallowed loudly and felt a tightening feeling in my chest. My annoyance was gone in a swift mood and that question rang in my head as a miserable feeling settled on me. I was so worried about him, it felt like I would lose my mind anytime soon if I heard nothing.His cousins were not back yet, so I certainly could not
With a deep breath, then an exhale, I stepped out of the house. It was sunny, but the air was cold and I was grateful for the coat I was putting on. I wore a white gown that stopped above my knees and a pair of white heels and a black colored coat that was just as long as the gown I was putting on. My makeup was heavy but the shade I was putting on did well to hide this. Then I packed my hair into an updo and wore jewelries and a matching bag.Lots of guards were outside of course and a car was ready for me. Jasmine was right beside me, and she was doing her job. Listing the names of people who I had specially invited and names of the artists whose art would also be exhibited. I was partly listening to her as she spoke and partly thinking about my mother-in-law and my father-in-law who I had spoken to earlier. I was about to step into the car that had the doors wide and open for me when my eyes caught sight of something sparkling and shining. I stopped in my tracks and turned to the e
“You look amazing,” Tiffany began and I smiled. I turned my eyes to Tiana and noticed she was staring at me. She had a very dark look on her face and pitying look in her eyes that I was beginning to hate. Everyone was looking at me that same way these days and it was no longer funny.“Is there something on my face?” I snapped, not meaning to. She lowered her gaze immediately, still not uttering a word.“Genesis,” Tiffany held my arm, probably trying to calm me down and it worked. I took a deep breath, exhaled and turned to her.“I think I should leave you two now,” I forced a smile her way, feeling the happiness that I had felt earlier disappear from my heart.“You must feel like shit with your husband,” Tiana immediately entered and I turned to her. She was looking at me now with a sad smile on her face.“I’m sorry,” she began.“I know I did wrong, I know you finally found happiness and I became the villain who was ready to take it away from you. I know you love him just as he loves
“What?” I pulled my hands away from her immediately.“I had returned to the Chase mansion and was made to continue my life with Liam Chase. The fake Liam Chase who I had come to know as my husband over the years. Jordan grew up knowing that man, loving that man and believing that he was his father just as the world believed that he was Liam Chase. No one ever knew of this, not even my sister. She had left and I had cut ties with her, never to see her again. Even when she got married or when she had a son, I had no clue till Jordan brought Nate to the company with the claim that he was his cousin.” She explained rapidly. For one, I understood why she didn’t like Nate at least. His mother betrayed her and the son brought him back. Under a very terrible situation, I got married and he wanted to take me away from that man who still brought him under his wings against all odds. It was more like a family thing. Sister betrayed sister and brother betrayed brother.But my husband was so cluel
A week after, I was back to staring at my lifeless eyes in the mirror. My face was made to look the most gorgeous and the most beautiful, yet I knew that I felt anything but beautiful. I was miserable, alone, tired and panicking.Every morning, I woke up, repeating the same words my mother-in-law told me. It was for the best, he is keeping you safe, he would come back to you, everything is fine and under control. Every morning, I tell myself that there is absolutely nothing to think about, that it was all good and nothing could go wrong. I tell myself that he would be back soon to give me an explanation for his disappearance. I tell myself that he would call and explain everything and tell he loves me. I woke up with a new faith, a new hope every morning while I tell myself, he was running back home to me.How stupid?Each day ended up with my hope falling apart. My faith was squashed and tossed aside, left in the gutter, never to be picked up again. Each passing day, I found myself dr
I WAS LISTENING TO THE SONG LISTENED BELOW WHILE WRITING THE EPISODE AND I CRIED A LOT BECAUSE OF HOW EMOTIONAL IT MADE ME. I HOPE YOU GET TO CONNECT WITH IT AS MUCH AS I DID. Lewis Capaldi…someone you love and bruisesPLEASE NOTE THAT I AM NOT A DOCTOR AND I KNOW LITTLE TO NOTHING ABOUT THE THINGS I WRITE. BUT I DID MY RESEARCH, TALKED TO A DOCTOR FRIEND FOR HOURS JUST TO START TALKING ABOUT THIS. HOWEVER, SINCE ITS NOT MY PROFESSION, I AM SURE THAT TERMS USED OR EXPLANATION MADE MIGHT NOT MEET UP TO YOUR STANDARDS AND FOR THAT I TRULY APOLOGIES. BEAR WITH ME AND TAKE THIS BOOK AS A STORY THAT IT IS. A TALE OF MY IMAGINATION.My world turned upside down within seconds and I plunged into darkness. Pain erupted from my entire being and nothing seemed to matter anymore. I could feel the hot sting of tears on my cheeks and everything turned blurry for me immediately. I didn’t know what was hurting, but breathing was more important. My chest became hot and uncomfortable, and darkness was
“How long would he be in this state then?” I asked the doctor in charge of Jordan as we walked the hallway towards his office.“His heart can’t hold on much longer, Mrs. Chase.” He sighed. Something sharp pierced my heart at those same words. He had been repeating them ever since Jordan got admitted and each time he says it, the pain only increased.“I won’t lose him,” I pushed out of my throat and pushed back the tears that were threatening to fall down my cheek.“We hope so. But we still don’t have a heart for him and I can’t say so much on this anymore,” he said with a grave tone. His words were stabbing my chest with a sharp tool and it was only confirming my fear. All the fight would be for nothing, all the things that my son had to go through, all the pain, loneliness and fear of death and even his money and love. It would all be for nothing and we would have lost the battle. My eyes became cloudy, however, I was refusing this feeling, I would not give in, I refused to lose the
My knees buckled and gave way for me to get to the ground. Hot tears came running down my cheek and guards immediately surrounded me. My heart burned like it was being charred with a hot steel. My life was over. My life was over. I could feel that cold hand of death stretching its filthy hands towards me. I could see darkness pulling me and I could hear it calling me. I had nothing left. And I was not going to fight anymore. My eyes went to the door in which I was just pulled out from. The doctors were still inside and no one had come out. My Jordan gave up after seeing the news.He had not woken up for a long time and when he did, that was what he saw first. Why would he live anymore? Was there a point when the woman who made him want to live was gone? I was so sure that he wouldn’t survive this? What was the purpose of my life? No husband, no son, no daughter in law. What was the need to live? It’s over and I was willing to accept it. I was willing to let go of everything that I had