Oh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't doAnd I've hurt myself by hurting you--Christina Aguilera
Hurt
Lindsey's POV
After my little crying episode I had forced myself to take a shower to splash some water on my face. I let out the last batch of tears in the shower promising myself that this was the last time that I would cry about what had happened in the past.I had decided to let the demons of my past remain as they were in the past there was no need for me to cry over spilt milk.I decided not to dwell on Ethan's opinions of me and focused on what was important to me was the fact that I was alive and healthy and my mother"Waffles are betterWaffles are better (Ah, ah)Waffles are better niggaWaffles (Fuck pancakes)...FuckpancakesWaffle powerWaffle powerI could eat waffles in the showerMake it in a heart shape or a flower" --Doja Cat Waffles Are Better Than PancakesEthan's POV “Lin, syrup is a condiment not an entire food group." I said as I watched my wife pilling layers and layers of maple syrup onto her waffles until you could barely see what it was supposed to initially be She looked up from her plate, already shaking her head at my statement “Each hole needs to be filled with syrup, Ethan so that the waffle can be permeated wi
Come and see my moda ah (My moda ah)You must to see my moda ah (My moda ah)Come and see my moda ah (My moda ah)You must to see my moda ah (My moda ah) --MzVee ft Yemi Slade Come and See My ModaLindsey's POV Shortly after I had changed, I had joined Ethan in the car and soon we made our way to the office. Ethan and I after the events of last night had grown quite closer and I was able to finally relax in his presence. After last night I had seen a whole new side of him that I had not seen before and it was so wonderful to have witnessed it. He and I had not really talked much as he drove and I had reached over to wine down the window. The cool Autumn breeze hit my face and I let my hand drift out and sway in accordance to the wind. Yes I
A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head When I think of all the years I wanna be with you Wake up every morning with you in my bed That's precisely what I plan to doI'll say, will you marry me? I swear that I will mean it I'll say, will you marry me? Singing, uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh Uh-oh-oh, oh-yeah--Jason DeruloWill you marry me?Lindsey's POV The office was as long as it was boring and I had missed home already. Woah…home… The fact that Ethan's place had slowly turned into my home did not quite sight right with me. It hasn't even been up to four days and here I was… I cast the thought to the recesses of my mental drawer and decided not to think about it again. Today Nathan had handed all of his work over to me and now I am officially Ethan's personal assistant slash secretary (I guess the position had been sandwiched together).&nb
"I am on probation... This shit be too smooth for me to take it allAre you gonna break or fall? Nah I’d rather hit the stage with y’all" -- Felly Probation Lindsey's POV “You are engaged?” My mother asked turning to face me directly. “You had gotten engaged, and you didn’t even bother to tell me? Lin, are you pregnant?” I shook her head vigorously as I tried to refute her claims .“No, Mom. No I am not pregnant.” “But you’re engaged to be married right?.” “Yes mom I am.” My mother looked at me with quizzical eyes as she tried to make sense of what I was saying. "So if you are not pregnant then why the hell are you getting married then and if memory serves me correctly where in the world did this mystical man
Mr and Mrs LoganSerena thought it was crazy that to think that just at this time yesterday she was Miss Asher, alone... single, independent and now she was married to a man that was far more powerful than what she could even begin to imagine.She raised her hand to look at white diamond ring that sat rested between her little and middle finger.It was made up of both gold and silver bands, the metals intertwined with each other in loops making a flower shape around a center diamond...all in all it was quite a beautiful ring. She wondered if Terrence had personally picked up the ring himself or if it was something that he had gotten someone to get in their spare time.As she continued to stare at the ring, Serena felt a panic bubble up from within her.'What if I am was just being too impulsive?' Serena thought with a slight frown on her face 'Who's to say that this could possibly end well? What if Terrence decides to abandon her halfway then what
"Well, well, well...look at what we have have here"Serena looked up from the article she was reading in the waiting area of the airport to see her sister peering down at her with a big smile plastered on her face."Chelsea!"Serena said as she returned her sister's smile with an even bigger smile. In the past six months that she had been away, she hadn't contacted her sister as often as she should and sure enough she had missed her terribly."How are you doing dear?" Chelsea asked her sister excitedly"Don't even bother answering that. I can see that you wherever it is you went to treated you just fine. Come on get up" Chelsea said as she extended her hands for Serena to hold onto as she got up from the chair before engulfing her in a big hug."Chelsea... I...can't... breathe""Oh sorry...I'm just so happy to see you" Chelsea said as she released her."And I you" Serena replied."I have so many questions to ask you though but I
25"Welcome home …."Serena stared at the old woman in silence with a blank look on her face as she tried to quell the panic that she was feeling internally. She had definitely not expected to meet anyone and most definitely not the staff right now. She had just woken up after all."Ahem.Ma'am, may we come in?" She asked gesturing to the room with a nod of her head when she say that Serena hadn't responded to her greeting."Oh uhm…yes please come in." Serena said to her before rising to sit up on the bed.The old woman gave her a small smile before creeping closer to where Serena lay.Serena watched as the woman walked towards her, her eyes never straying. The older woman was quite smallish in stature hen
"Well, well, well...look at what we have have here"Serena looked up from the article she was reading in the waiting area of the airport to see her sister peering down at her with a big smile plastered on her face."Chelsea!"Serena said as she returned her sister's smile with an even bigger smile. In the past six months that she had been away, she hadn't contacted her sister as often as she should and sure enough she had missed her terribly."How are you doing dear?" Chelsea asked her sister excitedly"Don't even bother answering that. I can see that you wherever it is you went to treated you just fine. Come on get up" Chelsea said as she extended her hands for Serena to hold onto as she got up from the chair before engulfing her in a big hug."Chelsea... I...can't... breathe""Oh sorry...I'm just so happy to see you" Chelsea said as she released her."And I you" Serena replied."I have so many questions to ask you though but I
“I won’t ever forget, I will make you happy just like saying we are oneI’ll give it my allI promise you------PROMISEEXOETHAN’S POVProbation….a nine lettered word that could mean an entire host of things.In normal situations, it ought to mean that I had done a grievous sin and after an extended period of time I was finally allowed to pay for the retribution of my actions but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that trying to win my mother-in-law’s favor would be akin to boot camp or for a much better comparison hell.It’s only been two weeks but honestly…it feels like a lot more.Ever since Lin had introduced me to her mother I had made it a point to come over and try to get to know the woman I'm to call mother-in-law a little bit better but unfortunately each time I was unsuccessful. Unsuccessful was putting it a little bit lightly…I was a colossal failure.From the moment I had set foot into her hospital room it was though I was reduced to nothing but an errand boy. At f
"Well, well, well...look at what we have have here"Serena looked up from the article she was reading in the waiting area of the airport to see her sister peering down at her with a big smile plastered on her face."Chelsea!"Serena said as she returned her sister's smile with an even bigger smile. In the past six months that she had been away, she hadn't contacted her sister as often as she should and sure enough she had missed her terribly."How are you doing dear?" Chelsea asked her sister excitedly"Don't even bother answering that. I can see that you wherever it is you went to treated you just fine. Come on get up" Chelsea said as she extended her hands for Serena to hold onto as she got up from the chair before engulfing her in a big hug."Chelsea... I...can't... breathe""Oh sorry...I'm just so happy to see you" Chelsea said as she released her."And I you" Serena replied."I have so many questions to ask you though but I
25"Welcome home …."Serena stared at the old woman in silence with a blank look on her face as she tried to quell the panic that she was feeling internally. She had definitely not expected to meet anyone and most definitely not the staff right now. She had just woken up after all."Ahem.Ma'am, may we come in?" She asked gesturing to the room with a nod of her head when she say that Serena hadn't responded to her greeting."Oh uhm…yes please come in." Serena said to her before rising to sit up on the bed.The old woman gave her a small smile before creeping closer to where Serena lay.Serena watched as the woman walked towards her, her eyes never straying. The older woman was quite smallish in stature hen
"Well, well, well...look at what we have have here"Serena looked up from the article she was reading in the waiting area of the airport to see her sister peering down at her with a big smile plastered on her face."Chelsea!"Serena said as she returned her sister's smile with an even bigger smile. In the past six months that she had been away, she hadn't contacted her sister as often as she should and sure enough she had missed her terribly."How are you doing dear?" Chelsea asked her sister excitedly"Don't even bother answering that. I can see that you wherever it is you went to treated you just fine. Come on get up" Chelsea said as she extended her hands for Serena to hold onto as she got up from the chair before engulfing her in a big hug."Chelsea... I...can't... breathe""Oh sorry...I'm just so happy to see you" Chelsea said as she released her."And I you" Serena replied."I have so many questions to ask you though but I
Mr and Mrs LoganSerena thought it was crazy that to think that just at this time yesterday she was Miss Asher, alone... single, independent and now she was married to a man that was far more powerful than what she could even begin to imagine.She raised her hand to look at white diamond ring that sat rested between her little and middle finger.It was made up of both gold and silver bands, the metals intertwined with each other in loops making a flower shape around a center diamond...all in all it was quite a beautiful ring. She wondered if Terrence had personally picked up the ring himself or if it was something that he had gotten someone to get in their spare time.As she continued to stare at the ring, Serena felt a panic bubble up from within her.'What if I am was just being too impulsive?' Serena thought with a slight frown on her face 'Who's to say that this could possibly end well? What if Terrence decides to abandon her halfway then what
"I am on probation... This shit be too smooth for me to take it allAre you gonna break or fall? Nah I’d rather hit the stage with y’all" -- Felly Probation Lindsey's POV “You are engaged?” My mother asked turning to face me directly. “You had gotten engaged, and you didn’t even bother to tell me? Lin, are you pregnant?” I shook her head vigorously as I tried to refute her claims .“No, Mom. No I am not pregnant.” “But you’re engaged to be married right?.” “Yes mom I am.” My mother looked at me with quizzical eyes as she tried to make sense of what I was saying. "So if you are not pregnant then why the hell are you getting married then and if memory serves me correctly where in the world did this mystical man
A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head When I think of all the years I wanna be with you Wake up every morning with you in my bed That's precisely what I plan to doI'll say, will you marry me? I swear that I will mean it I'll say, will you marry me? Singing, uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh Uh-oh-oh, oh-yeah--Jason DeruloWill you marry me?Lindsey's POV The office was as long as it was boring and I had missed home already. Woah…home… The fact that Ethan's place had slowly turned into my home did not quite sight right with me. It hasn't even been up to four days and here I was… I cast the thought to the recesses of my mental drawer and decided not to think about it again. Today Nathan had handed all of his work over to me and now I am officially Ethan's personal assistant slash secretary (I guess the position had been sandwiched together).&nb
Come and see my moda ah (My moda ah)You must to see my moda ah (My moda ah)Come and see my moda ah (My moda ah)You must to see my moda ah (My moda ah) --MzVee ft Yemi Slade Come and See My ModaLindsey's POV Shortly after I had changed, I had joined Ethan in the car and soon we made our way to the office. Ethan and I after the events of last night had grown quite closer and I was able to finally relax in his presence. After last night I had seen a whole new side of him that I had not seen before and it was so wonderful to have witnessed it. He and I had not really talked much as he drove and I had reached over to wine down the window. The cool Autumn breeze hit my face and I let my hand drift out and sway in accordance to the wind. Yes I
"Waffles are betterWaffles are better (Ah, ah)Waffles are better niggaWaffles (Fuck pancakes)...FuckpancakesWaffle powerWaffle powerI could eat waffles in the showerMake it in a heart shape or a flower" --Doja Cat Waffles Are Better Than PancakesEthan's POV “Lin, syrup is a condiment not an entire food group." I said as I watched my wife pilling layers and layers of maple syrup onto her waffles until you could barely see what it was supposed to initially be She looked up from her plate, already shaking her head at my statement “Each hole needs to be filled with syrup, Ethan so that the waffle can be permeated wi