[ Claire ]“It’s time for celebration, guys. Ryan fucking Bale is behind the bars forever.” Caleb said as we all gathered around Grandma. I brought her to our old mansion. We decided to shift here after I and Tristan discussed that our penthouse was small for six people to live under same roof.“Caleb, watch your tongue. There are kids in the house.” Grandma scolded him and he grinned sheepishly.“I am sorry, Grandma, I couldn’t hold my happiness. He almost married Mia. She is immature but he did it intentionally.” Caleb’s face turned serious.The air became tensed. We never discussed Mia in front of grandma.“Caleb, he is serving his punishment now, that’s matter to us. He will be a closed chapter for us forever.” I said.“Claire, what is going on between you and your grandfather?” Grandma asked me out of the blue and silence dawned in the air. I looked at Tristan. She was not in a condition to hear the bitter reality of my strained bond with grandpa.“Grandma, I think you should be
[ Claire ]I lifted the flute of my drink to my lips again and downed the bitter liquid which I think tastes sweeter than my life. I watched my father’s elite guests having a great time at the party. After all, they were exclusive guests of Harris Jones, the business mogul who was ready to step down from his position tonight and give the inheritance to his son, my brother for namesake, Caleb Jones. Another reason of their celebration was my sister’s twenty-first birthday, the favourite daughter of Jones family.And I am the black sheep of the family whom everyone despises, reasons unknown to me and honestly, I don’t care anymore. They hate me since I was born. I am only allowed to be a part of such extravagant parties when they have to portray a happy family picture. So, I am enjoying this party as much as I can, ignoring the constant ache in my heart when I watch my parents introducing my siblings with pride to their friends and potential business partners.Deciding, I’d need anothe
[ Claire ] “What are you saying, Mr. Ryan? She isn’t good enough to be your wife. Please, marry my younger daughter Mia. She is good in everything.” Dad tried to plaster a smile on his while I prayed for the same.I had been planning to leave this house as soon as I save enough money to settle down far from my family.Mia’s eyes welled up with tears, “Ryan, don’t do this to me. You don’t know anything about my sister. She’s a bitch of low character, she always snatches my happiness. Five years ago, she did the same and God punished her. She hasn’t good grades as well and look at her fashion sense.” Mia blabbered to Ryan but I had to wince when she lied about my grades.It was all a lie. I never had a love affair.“I don’t need to hear about my future wife from you, Mia. She is beautiful and not to mention intelligent who doesn’t spend money on buying unnecessary things. I like her.” Ryan said but I wasn’t driven by his praises. His intentions were hideous.“Mr. Ryan, please try to un
[ Claire ]Walking in the middle of nowhere, my body drenched in the rainfall and shivering with cold, I had no place to go. My tears also dried up after crying for hours. What sin have I committed to bear such harsh punishment? I sat down under a shed, wrapping my arms around my torso. I bit my lips to supress the teeth clattering. It was freezing cold. My family didn’t have the decency to let me collect my belongings.I was tired of living this life for last twenty-foursix years but I couldn’t gather my courage to end my life.I thought about calling my grandparents but dropped the idea since they live in countryside, enjoying their last days. They’d be hurt if they learn about what my family did to me. I couldn’t be a burden for them. Besides, I didn’t have any money or my phone.Suddenly, I heard roaring of a car in a deserted lane and it stopped here not even a creature could be seen. My heartbeats accelerated in fear since I was all alone. The flash of the headlight blinded my e
[ Claire ]The warm temperature in the luxurious living room of Tristan Pierce comforted my body. I could feel my pulse. The awkward silence between us could be sensed in the thick air.I had a homely feeling wrapping me in its warmth in a complete stranger's house whom I trusted and accompanied him here.“Here, have this, it’ll help to normal your body temperature, Miss Jones.” He offered me some brandy which I took and gulped with an incoherent ‘thanks’.He sat across me with crossed legs and his hands rested on arms of his single sofa. I tried my best to avoid looking at him.“Are you feeling better now?” He asked after a few moments of excruciating silence.“Yes. We can talk now.” I said gaining some confidence.“Great, I can tell that you’re a smart woman, Claire.” He said addressing me by my first name for the very first time and I hate to admit that it sounded so good, strange.“What is the use of this smartness when I can’t fight for my rights, Mr. Pierce. I allowed them to ri
[ Tristan ]“Tristan, how long? How long are you going to waste your life for something which is your past? Think about your son and your own life. One day or another you’ll need a life partner, a companion. She isn coming back. She must be happy with a family of hers.” My ailing father gave me the same advice I have been hearing from last five years.I was facing the window, the grey sky, rainfall drizzling in silver chains with thunderbolts, it was similar to my inner soul. It’s been years since the woman I loved passionately, like a crazy lover, broke my heart into million pieces and mocked me by sleepingby disappearing after giving birth to my son. I searched her everywhere but a year later I found out that she met with Ryan fucking Balean accident and lost her memories. Her parents told me that she married another man and settled in London. i couldn’t bring myself to love someone again because I am still not over her.“Dad, I have to tell you something. I thought I’d tell you
[ Claire ]I felt uneasy after meeting Tristan’s father, the same ache I experienced when I looked into Tristan’s green eyes for the first time. Why did Mr. Thomas Pierce also looked familiar. Perhaps, I have seen him in the news or business parties.“Miss Jones, we have reached at my son’s school.”I heard Tristan’s voice who ripped me out of my trance.I realised we were outside the giant gates of the most prestigious school of the city. There was no one means it was the private entry.“I am sorry. I didn’t realize.” I passed him an awkward smile.His piercing green eyes flashed another emotion but his neutral face didn’t contour it.“He is a sensitive kid, please ensure that you don’t overwhelm him.” He instructed me and I nodded my head. I felt a twisted knot in my stomach.I agreed to marry a man with a child which makes me a stepmother to a five years old boy at the age of twenty-six. It sounded strange and from inside, I was fretting. I didn’t know whether it was a good decisio
[ Claire ]“Congratulations, on your new journey as husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Pierce. Here’s your marriage certificate.” The officer, who proceeded our legal marriage procedure, congratulated us while giving us the marriage certificates.I stared down at the laminated document in my hands. Our signatures were printed and there was the seal of the government and the court which means I am officially married to Tristan Pierce, the richest guy in the city.“Tristan, the rings?” Mr. Thomas Pierce cleared his throat and signalled his son to make me wear the rings. I saw couple rings means I have to do the same.“Mom, Dad, exchange the rings.” Travis exclaimed, his happiness was evident on his gleaming face.Tristan slowly held my hand, I again felt conscious under his intense eyes, my hand shivered when our skins came in contact. He picked a solitaire, the most beautiful diamond cut I have ever seen, surrounded by small sapphires on a platinum band. It also looked familiar.He slid th