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Iris’s Pov.My mind probably never played tricks on me, so I doubted it was truly Dave standing not so far behind me."Isn't this interesting," he smiled, playing with something in his hand and his pocket, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "So the rumors were true. You really are like that, huh? You are nothing more than the simple, subtle bitch drifting from one rich dick to the other."At the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Orchard squeezing his large hand into a fist, causing the bold veins to bulge. "Clearly, someone has never heard of manners in his entire life," he said, raising his eyes towards Dave.I turned around to find Dave slowly running his eyes over Orchard. "You really did get married," he said. "And to this the guy? Really? This is the best you could come up with?"He chuckled with a slight shake of his head. Condescending, I thought. A little too much."What the fuck?" I heard Orchard say in a growl. "You don’t think you’re going to talk to my wife t
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ris’ Pov“What don’t you like?” I asked, staring at Orchard confusedly.He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped midway, his brows were knitted. A gesture that showed he was deep in thoughts. Then he turned towards the window, “that smell,” he muttered.My face fell at his words, an air of confusion surrounding me. The amount of weirdness I was getting from him was too much for one night.“Orchard, what is really going…” my words hung in the air as the stench hit my nose as well, temporarily knocking the air out of my longs. I followed the smell and it led me out of the car to the side of the road.There was a vehicle smashed against a tree. Its hood was bent beyond recognition, glass scattered everywhere like shattered ice. The sight took my breath away, and I could barely whisper, “Oh no… no…”My knees started to wobble, and the world spun around me. Just as my legs gave out, strong arms caught me from behind, pulling me back to reality. “Iris, I’ve got you,” Orchard’s voi
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Orchard "Tell me you have something," I mumbled into the phone once I shut the door to the master bedroom behind me."It's bad," Richard, my lawyer, said. "I think it's best to call it in.""Come to the office as early as possible tomorrow. We need to have a long conversation." I stopped mid-step, and my free hand soon clenched into a fist until I felt pain in my palms from my nails digging into my skin. I shut my eyes tightly."How deep does it go?" I asked.He stood silent for a moment. "Deep," he said. "It's minutes upon minutes of slander. But that's not the main point. We have a few problems, mostly with information." He paused. "You know what? Just come in tomorrow."I let out a small sigh and continued my trip to my study. Once there, I pulled out my laptop and opened my email."I've sent you a couple of files," he said. "Take a quick look at them and get back to me. I've already initiated some lawsuits against a few people and issued some cease and desists to other influencer
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Orchard.I woke up to the incessant ringing of my alarm, reminding me it was time for another day of work. Mornings weren’t usually my favorite time of the day, but my thoughts on that, became conflicted since I married Iris. Although, I stubbornly refused to admit it to myself, I loved waking up to see the sunlight caressing her beautiful face. Those faint glows on her luscious lips were enough to keep me going throughout the day. “Morning,” I whispered as I got out of bed, even though she was still sleeping. I took a quick shower and soon fitted into my work clothes. I had them picked out for me already, so I spent a lesser time dressing up. I hadn’t said goodbye to Iris when I was leaving. In fact, I left while she was still snoozing happily, her face buried into her pillow. I made a quick and quiet arc of getting dressed and heading outside, ensuring I barely made a sound until I was in the car and zoomed off to work.As promised, Richard was waiting for me in front of my of
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IrisI woke up to several text messages flooding my phone, completely covering the home screen."What?" I mumbled to myself groggily. I wiped the sleep from my eyes, muttering something incoherent about waking up to too many things and having to look at my phone so early in the morning."Hey, it's Macy. I'm meeting you for lunch today. Here’s the address." Underneath was the name of a rather popular restaurant some distance away from my house. I knew it; it was where Tiffany liked to go and "flex," as she would say, with her friends back when we were in high school.I buried my head back into the pillow, mumbling, "Why me?" I asked myself, until I suddenly remembered I was married to a rich man and that, by virtue of the fundraiser I went to, I had thrown myself into the limelight as a social butterfly."Oh God," I sat up straight. That wasn’t all she had texted. I buried my head back into the pillow and decided it best to take another nap for at least two hours.My eyes suddenly snap
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Iris.The hairs on my skin stood still as her ever irritating voice scarred the walls of my eardrum. I could immediately feel bile rising to my throat, sucking all the air from my throat.My eyes darted to Macy and she stared back, shaking apologetically. Showing that she had no idea Tiffany was coming.So this was a set up? I thought to myself. Wonderful.“Hello, Tiffany,” I turned around to meet her gaze, offering her a wide smile. She, and perhaps everyone else in the room could tell it was fake, but I didn’t care. “Why don’t you join us,” I gestured to a seat at the corner of the room.“No, thank you.” She batted her fake eyelashes, “I’d rather sit beside you.”The reason as to why she was invited remained uncertain, but those days I let her walk over me like I was some carpet at an ancient temple, was long gone.“Of course.” I replied. “Sisters should stick to each other, shouldn’t they?” I turned to the other women, and they each gave their nod of approval. Even the one who wou
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OrchardI need a fucking drink, I thought to myself as I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the slight fuzziness. For hours now, I had been in what was my equivalent of a situation room.If I had known this was going to be my situation at the office, I would have stayed in bed longer, drowning myself in the scent of Iris and allowing her soft hair sprawl across my face .Instead, I was stuck with these people who kept repeating the same thing over again, while seeking for my approval.After that meeting ended, I attended a couple of others, with the same process, until I attended the one that finally mattered.My lawyer, head of finance, and other important people in the administration of the hotel had been non-stop pouring over files, muttering to themselves regarding a solution to what was not yet a crisis.At least, that was a bright side, I thought to myself. I pulled Richard aside, tapping on the table and gesturing for him to wheel his chair over to me."The financial problems asid
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OrchardI had just finished my last meeting for the day and returned to my office, when I realized I hadn’t spoken to Iris all day, and she hadn’t called me either. Perhaps she had a very busy day as well.I pulled out my phone and called her. At least her voice would serve as some form of respite, an anchor of some sort. She didn’t pick up on the first few rings, causing me to call her again, and then again. It was only then that she finally answered.She didn’t say anything, simply breathing heavily into the phone."Are you okay?" I took the initiative to ask, breaking the tense block of ice that had formed between us through the radio waves.“No,” she said in a clipped tone. “Far from it. I woke up this morning to find a message inviting me to lunch. Silly old me thought it was going to be all peaches and cream, all bubblegum and niceness. Instead, here I am, subject to high-school-level bullying from the popular crowd. And guess who showed up?”I couldn’t help myself; curiosity bu
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Tiffany “No,” she shook her head. “You wait,” she said, very firm. “You wait until everything is ready, and then you go change. I’m hoping that at least you’ll have things done before you come home.” She started to walk away from me. “Very good,” of course, that was her staple—walking away when she believed herself to be done with people or going to meet someone. So, after Mom left, I decided to go downstairs and simply get some hands-on experience. “Status?” I whispered to Bethany, Kimberly’s second. “We’re almost done with the table placement,” she said. “Of course, they’re also ready to cover the tables and set up the centerpieces. We’re having a few issues, though,” she said. “The guest list is quite muddled, and because we didn’t have a rehearsal dinner to figure out who’s sitting where, I hope the vegan table doesn’t get mixed up with the one for meat-eaters.” She widened her dark blue eyes. “This is a travesty,” she said, touching her forehead. “Shut up,” I mumbl
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Tiffany’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, carefully brushing out my hair. Last night’s argument with Dave lingered in my mind, he hadn’t been himself, but that didn’t make the pain any easier to bear.I set the brush down on the dresser with a soft clink and reached for the necklace I’d chosen, a simple gold chain with a small emerald pendant. I was fastening the necklace when I felt a pair of familiar arms wrapping around my waist. I hadn’t heard him come in, and the sudden warmth of his embrace startled me.“Tiff,” he said softly.I froze for a second, caught off guard, then let out a slow breath. “Dave,” I replied, keeping my tone neutral.He tightened his hold on me, resting his chin lightly on my shoulder. His touch wasn’t demanding; it was tentative, almost apologetic. “I’m sorry,” he murmured.“For last night?” I asked, though I already knew.He nodded, “I was out of line, Tiff. I shouldn’t have snapped at you. It’s no excuse, but I was stressed, and…” He sighed, his breath
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Orchard’s POV The evening air was cool as I climbed the steps to the rooftop. My body felt heavy, like each movement required more effort than it should. The door creaked as I pushed it open, revealing the quiet sanctuary that had always been my retreat. The rooftop wasn’t much to look at, it was a simple flat space bordered by a rusty railing. A few old chairs sat scattered around, one missing a leg, the other barely standing. The city stretched out in front of me, endless and alive. I stepped toward the edge, my boots scuffing against the uneven surface, and sank to the ground with my back against the railing. Reaching into my jacket pocket, I pulled out a half-empty bottle of whiskey. It clinked softly against the metal railing as I set it down beside me, and for a moment, I just stared at it. My fingers tightened around the glass. I unscrewed the cap and raised the bottle to my lips, the first sip burning as it slid down my throat. The whiskey was old and sharp, but it did the
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Iris Pov “Mum,” I had muttered, almost to myself. Halle, who had been standing beside me, glanced over. “Huh?” I froze for a moment, then quickly shook my head. “Sorry,” I said, forcing a smile. “I meant my step mum.” I said to her. Leaving the part where she magically appeared in the same store we were. I mean, not that it was surprising, with an event like that coming up, she would certainly want to make an impression. I just didn’t want to bump into my step mum while I was out shopping with my mother-in-law whom she was yet to know about. “Iris, are you alright?” Halle asked, pulling me away from my thoughts. It was then I realized I had zoned out. “Yea, uhmm… yes.” I replied. “You know, when I said step mum, I meant she’s here.” “Oh.” Understanding dawned in her eyes, and she tilted her head slightly. “Tiffany’s mum?” I nodded, feeling my cheeks flush. I couldn’t exactly tell her I didn’t want Karen to know she was my mother-in-law yet, and despite how much of a bitch she
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Orchard’s PovI was gripping the steering wheel too tightly, my knuckles white as I sped toward Richard’s house. I could barely think straight. The thought of my mother lying in a hospital bed, alone, while my father did God-knows-what with his mistress… it boiled my blood. The man had crossed too many lines, but this time, he’d gone too far.When I pulled into Richard’s driveway, I saw his car parked neatly in front, alongside his wife’s little hatchback. Their home was as warm and welcoming as always—a small, brick house with ivy climbing up one side and flower beds blooming brightly. It was the kind of place that made you forget your troubles, at least for a little while.I rang the doorbell, and a few moments later, Richard’s wife, Clara, answered the door. She was in her usual comfy clothes, a simple sweater and leggings, with a kitchen towel slung over her shoulder. Her face lit up when she saw me.“Orchard!” she said, pulling me into a hug. “It’s been too long.”Before I could
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Tiffany. One would have thought that with everything my mum and I, experienced over the years, she’d be better at handling things. But it was the exact opposite.“Your father is angry,” she said. “I’m sure you could tell. It was quite tense in the car. You managed to pull your father from the comfort of his office, from the comfort of his personal space, and you took him to that place only for him to get disgraced. That is not what I taught you to do.” “Mom,” I cut her off, shaking my head and interrupting her. “With all due respect, it was in regards to Father,” I said, emphasizing the word. “He hardly did teach me much—more like some things wrong and some things about—but you’re blaming this on me? That I somehow knew that she had an allergy? That’s just wrong.” I jutted my chin out and took a step backward away from her. “If you’re not going to tell me any other thing, then that’s fine. If that’s all you wish to say, then that’s also fine. I’m going to get back to work,” I s
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Iris Sooner, rather than later, I was in the office, yawning again. Luckily, this time, I had a cup of coffee in my hand as I strolled toward Halle’s office. The news was that she was fine overnight and the doctor had deemed her fit to be discharged. Of course, when Orchard found out about this in the car that morning, he didn’t take too kindly to it. "Keep an eye on her," he'd told me before I stepped out of the car. By the time I opened her office door, I found her bent over her desk, her hands moving quickly over the notepad in front of her. Finally, she looked up as I took about five steps into the room. I held up the second coffee. "I don’t even care what flavor that is—it's coffee. Give it here," she said, reaching for it. By the time she collected the cup, she had downed what I guessed was half of it in one go. "Ice cold Americano. Beautiful," she said, setting the cup down. "Sit," she added, pointing at one of the chairs opposite her desk. "I wanted to run this
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Iris Victory tasted sweet. Of course, it wasn't 100% sweet given the fact that I had to accompany my mother-in-law to the hospital, get her checked in, and practically stay by her bed for most of the night until Orchard showed up, looking grumbly yet relaxed in grey sweatpants and a grey hoodie halfway pulled across his head. In his hands, he bore gifts of snacks, chocolate, and the likes—of course, all things Mom on his end was supposed to stay away from. But knowing Halle, I had a feeling those were the exact things she would want. And Orchard, well, be really knew his mum well, if anything the meeting proved, it was that.Despite how much Halle complained or glared, he simply stuck out his tongue at her and grabbed me by the arm, leading me to one of the private lounges in the VIP hospital wing. Without warning, he pulled up my feet, placing them on his lap, turned toward me with a goofy smile, and then pulled off my shoes. “What are you doing?” I reached for my feet with wi
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Tiffany The limo ride back home was nothing short of chaos. At least, if chaos could come in some form of calm. Dad kept his eyes glued to the side of the road. His blues were mostly focused there, hardly considering the rest of us even worth a passing thought. Mom, on the other hand, had her hands in front of her face, going over her freshly done nails. She then raised a palm, as though she was trying to catch the nails in a new light, turned her knuckles towards herself, and clicked her tongue before running it over her teeth. She was angry, I thought. Mom only did that when she was pissed, and Lord help me, I knew Mom was stupid pissed. The last time she did it—or at least the last time I remembered—was when I brought Dave home with my arms locked over his bicep and my head pressed against his shoulder. Mom had taken just one look at me, then at Dave, and like clockwork, she raised her fingers to her face, inspecting her nails in an orderly fashion. Mom was silent, just like tha
