ROSY I opened the door and the children filed out of the car. “Can we do this again next weekend?” Daisy piped and I shot her glare that made her slam her lips shut. Caleb chuckled and shrugged. “If I am free,” Caleb said. “I hope you will be free,” Kelly muffled as she struggled to finish the piece of apple pie stuffed in her mouth. “I hope so too,” Caleb responded and roared the car to life. "Bye!!" they waved and scampered off to a spot. “If Madam Helen asks about what happened today, tell her that I forced you to go out with me,” Caleb stated. “Why should I do that?” I huffed. “She mustn’t know what’s going on, remember? Or do you want to put her life in danger too?” Fear crossed my mind when he said those words. He was right; I shouldn’t do or say anything that would provoke Madam Helen. I have to make sure she doesn’t help me in any way. “Then stop following me around,” I snapped at him. He tilted his head in my direction and winked. “You better give a
ROSY I couldn't find the right word for defense; all I could do was stutter and stammer. How did Madam Helen get her hands on this information? I thought Caleb said that they were wiped out; how did Madam Helen get her hands on it? Was it Caleb who gave it to her, is this the explanation he was telling me to get prepared for? I scoffed and ruffled my hair. Madam Helen sighed and leaned on the rails, staring at the garden below. “Did you kill him?” Madam Helen asked, but my mind was too blank to comprehend her question or leave an answer. “If you did, then tell me so I will find a way to cover it up and bury it!” she growled, and a cold, chilling feeling washed down my spine. Will she do that for me? Will she truly protect me if I do something monstrous like that? I stared at her in surprise, and slowly, my strength and confidence resurfaced. “I never knew he was going to die,” I whispered and she spun around, glaring at me in disbelief. “Did… you didn’t kill him,
ROSYThose words kept bouncing in and out of my head, giving me chills around my body.“Drive faster!” I snapped at the poor chauffeur who had been taking in the anger emitting from me.What do I tell Evan when I get home? How is he going to react if he gets to know about this? What am I going to do to make Madam Helen realize that Evan is not the kind of person she thinks he is?I sighed for the umpteenth time and ruffled my hair, wishing that I would find an answer, too.I have been put in a tight corner, now I’m going to have to choose between seeking revenge or finding love.“Turn around,” I said to the driver and he glanced back at me in confusion.“Where, ma’am?”I tilted my head, hardening my face and possibly, my heart and soul.“The cemetery,” I replied.He nodded and took a reverse, heading in the direction that led to the cemetery.When we got there, I stepped out of the car and walked into the burial ground, searching for my daughter’s tombstone with my angry
ROSY“Wait… wait… what?” I stammered, scoffing loudly.He is joking, right?He must be joking!“You are not being serious, are you?” I snapped, wishing that this would be a prank or something childish.Evan’s eyes remained blank and emotionless. There wasn’t any trace of humor or mischief in his large eyes. They looked serious and determined.I rushed to him and gripped his hand, pulling him desperately.“You are joking, right? Tell me you are joking, Evan!” I ranted, heaving loudly.“Let us end the relationship, Rosy. We are two worlds apart, it can never work between us,” he said coldly, without remorse.I gasped loudly and dropped to the floor, screaming my broken heart out.It felt like someone was trying to snatch my life away from my grip. I was dying slowly, my wrenching heart stopped beating and I tried desperately to breathe.Evan stepped away from me when I tried to grab his feet. My rheumy eyes followed him as he ascended the stairs and disappeared into his room
ROSY “Rosy?” A distinct voice echoed repeatedly as a pair of hands shook me. I snapped my eyes open and took in the sharp rays of light that flashed into my eyes. “Are you okay, Rosy?” the voice repeated and I tilted my head to the direction it came from. Veronica stared at me filled with concern and pity. “Veronica?” I gasped disappointedly and sat up. “You need to be strong if you want to get through this difficult moment of your life,” Veronica muttered and I snapped my eyes back to her face. Does she know anything? What could she be doing at my place by this time? “Evan told me to look after you after he is gone,” Veronica answered the question echoing in my head. “So, he told you?” I muttered and Veronica nodded. “He was afraid that you might do something stupid to yourself,” Veronica muttered, and my body began to break down again. Veronica sighed and clasped my hands into hers, arranging my disarrayed hair with her fingers. “I am sorry, I have not been a
ROSYI couldn’t believe that my entire family had turned against me. What baffles me the most is that Madam Helen is part of them, too.I thought I could trust her; I thought she would never abandon me like everyone else.But it seems I was born to live my life lonely and desolate with no one by my side.To my astonishment, they chose no one to side with aside the man that I crave for his soul, the man I can’t wait to stain my hands with his blood, bloody Caleb Thompson!My fist clenched, and I tried so hard to refrain from blowing up. I wanted to leave, but my numb feet wouldn’t move from their position.Madam Helen promised that she would make me an outcast. So, this was it; she kept to her word like she always does.She has flung me away like some piece of trash and has invited my father’s enemy to dine with her.“Are you okay, Rosy?” Alejandro’s voice seeped into my raging head and I looked at him, trying not to glare.“Yes, I am fine,” I muttered coldly.“You ended
ROSY“She isn’t much of trouble, though,” Veronica whispered as we stood at the end of the little bed, watching Daisy sleep peacefully.“She is such a sweet girl, just like Sherry,” Veronica must have said that subconsciously. She saw the look in my eyes and regretted saying it.“Let us go for a cup of coffee,” she quickly added.I nodded and left the room with Veronica. We walked silently to the coffee shop close to Veronica’s house and placed our orders before searching for a conversation we could start without involving Evan.“I might get into some issue with the Group,” I muttered and she huffed.“You’re always getting into trouble, what’s it this time around?” She asked, less interested in the conversation I was about to begin.I waited till the waiter dropped the cups of coffee before I continued.“I fought with Madam Helen,” I blurted out, and Veronica choked on her coffee. She coughed, gasping for breath as she slammed the cup of coffee on the table with her reddened
CALEB I gulped down the brandy and licked my lips as I stared at the dancefloor filled with ladies dancing seductively to the heavy beats of the music playing in the clubhouse. ‘The dancefloor’, as we call it, is a place in the clubhouse where atrocities and sex-making are found. It is easier to find a lady on the dancefloor than on the streets. That is one place that I hated in the clubhouse, and that place is what makes me avoid coming here with my crazy friends. I averted my gaze away from the dancefloor and glanced at my ‘so-called’ friends. “Why did you insist that we come here?” I snapped at Julius and Kim who wouldn’t stop arguing about a girl that broke up with Kim last night. They kept mute and faced me. “Come on, what’s up with you these days, huh?” Julius snapped and Kim cackled loudly. “He must still be mourning over his ex-wife,” Casper chipped and I shot him a glare. “Have fun!” Kim said, hitting his fist on my chest. “There are a lot of girls right
With a smile on my radiant face, I watched the kids run around the field aimlessly. I shuddered slightly when I felt wet lips touch my bare neck. I didn't need to turn around to find out who the person was, the scent of his cologne gave him away. “You came here to clear your mind during the holiday, not babysit seven-year-old kids.” He muttered and I chuckled lightly. “I just need to make sure that they're okay,” I replied and he scoffed, wrapping his hands around my shoulders. “Come on, nothing bad is going to happen to them, let's go in,” he nudged. I glanced at our three kids and then back at Caleb's face. “Are you sure?” I muttered and he threw his head back, groaning loudly. “I will be blamed if anything happens,” he said confidently. I turned up my lips and finally relented. Caleb smiled and took my hand, pulling my body against his as he brushed his lips against mine. “Don't try to act weak; what you did years ago still amazes me,” he muttered, and I giggled.
ROSY I took the elevator back to the penthouse, my heartbeat increasing with each step I took from the elevator to the door. I pushed the door open and stepped into the living room. The smell of liquor hit my nose immediately when I stepped in. I turned up my lips in disgust and glanced around the room for him. “Evan?” I called out. My stomach churned when I saw him spin a swivel chair around, his hand holding onto a bottle of liquor. “There you are! I thought you wouldn't show up,” he laughed and got up from the chair. “What do you want?” I snapped, sending a murderous glare at him. He raised his brows in surprise and laughed like a lunatic, waving the bottle of liquor at me. He became quiet and tilted his head in my direction. “All my life, there's only one thing that I have ever wanted.” He gulped a reasonable amount of liquor then shook his finger at me. “You.” My heart shrank and my blood boiled. “Sorry to disappoint you,” I muttered and raised my hand
ROSY "Hello, little red rose, miss me?" The phone dropped from my hand and my heart constricted as I staggered back and panted for air. The excitement in the hall vanished and everyone stared at me in shock. Caleb flinched back at my behavior and stared questioningly at me, but when he realized that I wouldn't give him an answer, he bent down and picked up the phone. It isn't true, is it? That isn't who I thought it was, right? Could it be that Katherine was right? No, no, it can't be. My belly knotted when I saw Caleb's face turn grave. His lips trembled as he forced a name out of his mouth. “Evan?” I felt my heart stop beating and my eyes rolled up. Caleb looked at me, his hand tightening around the phone. He's back! He fucking came back! “Evan?” Mom gasped and murmurs filled the hall. Everyone who knew Evan had a grave look of dismay on their faces. The once joyful atmosphere turned sober and tense at the mention of that terrible and monstrous name. My b
CALEB The large doors pulled open and the sharp rays of sunlight pierced into my eyes. I squinted my eyes, adjusted to the stream of light oozing into the filled-up church, and then looked at the glorious sight some distance before me. She looked angelic; she looked perfect, like a heavenly being. The spotless white dress she wore flowed lazily on the white marble floor as she walked slowly toward me. Her veiled face looked ahead, causing a turbulent feeling in the pit of my belly. The flower she held was Sherry's favorite flower, the blue flower. "Miracle", like Sherry always called it. The rays from the sun surrounded her, making her look like an angel gloriously descending to the earth. Each she took towards me made my heart leap. It felt like I would have a heart attack before she got to me. Everyone's head was turned as hundreds of eyes trailed after her to the altar. I batted my lashes in disbelief when I saw her standing before me, a heart-warming smile on her
CALEB I ran my hands through my disheveled hair as I paced around the waiting room, filled with anxiety. “Calm down, Caleb, calm down,” mom complained, sighing loudly. The door burst open and I spun around, glaring at Mario's pale face. “She has been arrested," Mario said and I grunted in dissatisfaction. “I will sneak into that prison and kill her myself if anything happens to Rosy.” My mom jerked her head in my direction, glaring at me. “You won't do anything like that! And nothing is going to happen to Rosy!” She snapped and I narrowed my eyes, slumping dejectedly into the chair beside me. It was all my fault. If I had gotten there a bit earlier, if I had run up to the balcony instead, she wouldn't have fallen off. She wouldn't be in this critical condition. I'm so sorry that I couldn't save you, I'm such a disappointment,” I muttered, sighing in regret. Perhaps, if I had handled Katherine properly, she wouldn't have shown her face here again. My heart skipped
ROSYThe revolver being pointed at me didn't faze me, the face of the woman standing before me was what kept me stunned. “You seem shocked,” she chuckled and advanced towards me. I gasped out and staggered back, holding onto the railings behind me. “Katherine? What the hell are you doing here?” I snapped, glaring confusedly at her. My eyes darted down to her flat belly and my eyes dimmed. Isn't she supposed to be supposed to be pregnant? “What happened to your baby?” She scoffed at my question in disbelief, narrowing her blazing eyes at me. “Well… I killed it,” she muttered and my eyes widened in dismay. “You did what?” I snapped, pursing my lips in anger. She smirked and lowered the gun then tilted her head to the side. “Why? Is it because you're unable to get pregnant again?” Her snide words pricked my heart, making my blood boil. “Does it hurt to watch a child that should have been yours die? Hmmm… I can tell how you feel at the moment. If only God had given me the
ROSY It's been three months since Evan’s escape from prison, three months of peace and curiosity. My curiosity was only satisfied when his body was found floating on water a week ago. Though his face was badly injured and unrecognizable, his body and the mark proved that it was him. Now, I'm full of peace and happiness, not only concerning Evan's death but also my upcoming wedding day. “There you are!” Juliet shrieked as she barged into my office, pulling me out of my reverie. I stretched my lips into a smile and blinked tiredly. “Don't tell me you're already tired from the shopping; the wedding is in a few days, so you better be ready,” she snapped, and I nodded my head. “Yes, ma'am.” She chuckled and dropped a large bag on my desk. “I'm sorry that I couldn't make it to the pre-wedding party, my schedule is so tight that I can hardly eat,” she muttered, breathing out loudly. “Well… that's the price you have to pay for being one of the most famous models in the country,” I
MARIO "Welcome sir!" the pygmy secretary grinned widely as she led me to my father's office. "Mr Morris has been waiting for you," she muttered, cunningly trying to start up a conversation. "The party lasted longer than I expected," I threw a flat reply. But the girl refused to give up, she tugged on my arm and forced me to look down at her. "Is it true that Miss Rosy and Caleb Thompson are engaged? I saw it on a social page." "Hmmm, it's true," I responded and quickened my pace. I got to the closed door, sucked in a deep breath before pushing it open. My dad raised his head and forced a smile into his face when he saw me enter the room. "I am sorry that I kept you waiting," I muttered and walked to the couch then slumped into it, waiting for him to tell me the reason for his sudden invitation. "I heard that they are engaged," he muttered, and I nodded, narrowing my eyes in suspicion. Does whatever he has to say have anything to do with Caleb and Rosy? "I just couldn't hol
CALEB When I saw her face, I couldn’t help but admire what a beauty she was. Her blue velvet gown flowed behind her as she stepped down from the spiral staircase accompanied by Juliet.From her lustrous curly hair cascading to her spotless shoulders to her angelic face, down to her flawless thigh which the split on the gown revealed. The dress she wore hugged closely to her body, proudly showing off her curves. I chuckled lightly and smiled at her which she returned immediately. I couldn’t wait to hold her in his arms once more, and this time, I had planned never to let her slip out my fingers again. “Happy birthday!!” We all cheered, raising our glasses in the air. She laughed and raised her glass too, her eyes pinned on me and mine on her.It was like we were sending a silent message across to each other. Everyone was present, including her rebellious family members. I was surprised that they didn’t try to kick her out when they found out about the stolen funds. That was a pe