"I am so sorry, ma'am I was not aware that you came into our store; if I had known, I would have come out to attend to you by myself." "It's okay," Lila said. She did not want them to make a fuss overanythingg; she had made her point to Evangeline, so now she could relax."The present staff do not know any better." Lila could remember coming into the store with her mom when she was younger, and she could remember how members of the staff fussed over her. Her mom did buy a lot, so maybe their actions in themselves were not entirely bad, but it already made her feel self-conscious about it all."It is fine; I am fine." "How is Mrs. Carson? It's been a while since I heard from her," the manager said, trying to make small talk."Having the time of her life," Lila said a bit only because she genuinely did not know how her mother was. She was convincing herself that no news was good news and that if anything had gone wrong, they would have heard about it."How can I serve you today?" The
"You are back early," Lila said when she saw her brother walk in. She was going to talk to him the next morning since she thought he would probably be out late since he had a date with Arietta. It was strange to her that he was already at home. "The date finished early," he said, and she frowned with her lip running downwards. "What is that supposed to mean? What do you mean by the date finished early?" She asked, getting from the couch, to go meet him by the door. "Arietta gave me good news, and I wanted to come hear from you about it.""She told you already?" Lila gasped in disbelief. "So how did this happen?" "I ran into Gavin's new wife, and she pushed me to the wall—the wall I did not know that I had built up. It was not a good feeling, but I know that if I let her continue with me like that, I would like it.""I think you have made the right decision," Oliver said proudly. "And I am glad that you made the decision all by yourself." "What does that mean?""Damien called me
"Look what we got in the mail," Evangeline said, waving the card in hand in the air happily. It was one of those rare mornings when they both sat at the table and ate together. Gavin always rushed out in the morning, while Evangeline stayed in bed longer than she should. "What is it?" Gavin asked, not impressed by the paper in her hand. For all he could know, that could be their bills or a bank statement on one of her numerous credit cards. He wondered if having a crippling debt on her card was a flex for her. "Your credit card bill?" "Of course not," she said, furrowing her eyebrow as she sat down in the chair opposite him. "That is exciting, but not as exciting as this news I am about to share with you." "Gee, what could be more exciting than your wonderful debt?" He said it in a dry tone. "Keep on being stupid; I will still tell you anyway," she murmured angrily, raking out the card from the envelope, dropping the envelope to the table, and turning to him as she began to read.
"You did what?" Arietta screamed a grape hanging out of her mouth as she was about to pop it in. "You heard me," Lila said, popping a grape into her mouth and chewing on it."My ears must be playing a prank on me because there is no way you said that." "I am putting on a show, and it would be a pity if the audience does not come to the show. Then who am I displaying for?" "I did not know that you had this side to you," Arietta said. From the look on her face, it was obvious that she was so excited to see what would happen at the end of it all.Lila had told her that she asked her brother to invite Gavin and his wife; she had to see the expression on their faces firsthand so she could feel some kind of satisfaction. They had no reason to do that, but they picked her up as a victim and continuously trampled upon her."What about your child?" Arietta asked. Lila needed someone to talk to, but her best friend was nowhere to be seen, so she decided to tell Arietta everything and hope th
"Mr. Carson, is this the way you intend to carry out your revenge on the woman who killed my daughter?" Kevin said to Amien, who stood by his desk. He had heard that Damien had been parading around with a woman, and he wanted to know who the woman was even though all of the information on her was blocked.Kevin stood up and walked to the window behind his chair; it overlooked the garden that his wife had been growing. He watched her move gently in it as she swayed with the flowers. She had begun the garden after her daughter died, and it made him sad to watch her try to put so much effort into making himself happy when they had always been a happy family without trying. He blamed himself for her death because he was such a weak father who could not save his daughter; all he knew how to do was save himself. "I could save my daughter; the least I can do to take off this burden from me is to take my revenge. I was furious when I heard from the court and they gave her such a light senten
"You all know that I am against your plan to get back at Lial. I have not met her for one day, but I think she sounds like a very nice girl, and she has served her time. The government has freed her, so why are you trying to get her back in there?" "Does a person become good just because the government freed them? Are you saying the government is incapable of making mistakes?" Damien asked.As he left the Voss family house, he called Sam up so they could meet and discuss. Sam told him that he was with a client and that he would meet him at his house in a few hours. Sam came bearing a bottle of champagne that they were now downing as they spoke. "Come on, she was a first-time offender; she panicked and ran away; she came back to turn herself in; she showed great remorse in court and kept asking to meet with the victim's family, but neither of you came forward to meet with her. I think it is safe to say that she would not be making that kind of mistake again." "If she had taken Amber
"Lila, you look breathtaking," Arietta squealed. All day they had been fussing over her, doing her hair and makeup, and even massaging essential oils into her odyssey. She had no choice but to sit still; after all, she was the one who came up with the idea of showing herself to the world. "I do?" The makeup artist had forbidden her from checking herself in the mirror until he was done performing his magic, and now he was done. "I wish I could look this good," Arietta responded. She took the hand mirror and brought it to her. Check yourself out." "Well, who is this woman that I can barely recognize?" Lila murmured, looking at herself. The makeup made her look a bit different, but not in a bad way. "I think you look fantastic," Arietta said in a squeal. "And so do you." "Oh, please, you are just flattering me because you feel like it would make me feel better." "Of course not. You do look good, and it is important for the first stage of our plan." "Do you think it would work?" A
"She must be really busy, and that is the reason why she cannot make it," Oliver said, trying to proffer a solution. He knew very well that his mother was not busy; when he had called her, she told him that she was not yet ready to come back to the city, even if it meant showing up for her daughter. "Why on earth are you making excuses for her? Is she busy tasting food around? Or busy clubbing?" "She has a project that...""That is a lie and we do not know it." "Lila, she still...""Loves me?" She was really going all out to cut him off that evening. "Is that what you are going to say? How can she act like this and still call herself my mother?" "Tonight is a joyful night, and if we let things like this sour our mood just at the star of the night, it would be good for us," Oliver said. He was yet to figure out what had gone wrong between both of them and as much as he was trying to mend their relationship, it seemed it got worse. "You know what?" Lila asked, calling loudly. "You
"Damien?" Rosa said as she saw him walk towards her in the garden. "I did not know you were coming over today," she added, and he smiled sadly, sitting beside her in the chair. "I also did not know that I was going to come over; it was kind of an impromptu thing," he confessed. "What is it with that expression on your face?" she asked. "What expression?""You look sad, but it is a different kind from the one I am used to," she said. He always looked sad, carrying around a gloomy face since Amber died. She always thought that it might be a good idea if he found someone who knew and loved him, but somewhere deep inside her, she wanted her daughter to be remembered a bit more. She was afraid that if she told him to do that, he might take it so seriously that her daughter would be a forgotten memory faster than one could think. That was the reason she never suggested it to him. She feared that the expression on his face was him coming to tell her that he had found someone and was goin
Tessa smiled at her daughter's report, and then she put the phone down on the table. She raised her head to meet Damien's gaze. "What do I owe the pleasure of meeting with Damien Calloway?" Tessa asked, leaning in and using her to trace the edge of the table. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" Damien said instead of answering her. "It's already past ten; I had breakfast," she replied and then added in a low tone. "I am not an animal after all." "I am yet to have breakfast. I guess I must be an animal, but I need breakfast, so I will get you a cup of water and a few pastries for the table," he said, standing up and going to the counter to order. Tessa wondered why he had so much confidence. She knew him and his father when they suddenly rose to fame and how he changed the history of everything around him. He had been so influential that his past suddenly did not matter to everyone around him. Those who would have nitpicked at everything were comfortable with it all. Damien
Tessa smiled at her daughter's report, and then she put the phone down on the table. She raised her head to meet Damien's gaze. "What do I owe the pleasure of meeting with Damien Calloway?" Tessa asked, leaning in and using her to trace the edge of the table. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" Damien said instead of answering her. "It's already past ten; I had breakfast," she replied and then added in a low tone. "I am not an animal after all." "I am yet to have breakfast. I guess I must be an animal, but I need breakfast, so I will get you a cup of water and a few pastries for the table," he said, standing up and going to the counter to order. Tessa wondered why he had so much confidence. She knew him and his father when they suddenly rose to fame and how he changed the history of everything around him. He had been so influential that his past suddenly did not matter to everyone around him. Those who would have nitpicked at everything were comfortable with it all. Damien
Lila wanted to check on Damien to see if he was hurt in the fight, even if it was most unlikely that anything like that would happen. She was still worried, but how would he believe anything if she was calling him up to check on him after brutally breaking up with him and even going the extra mile to try and convince him that she was done? "I never even got to tell him that I liked him," she murmured to herself. She did not know why it was so important to her, but she wanted to tell him at least once that during their time together she had begun to fall for him before she had to do what was right for herself and her family. THE NEXT MORNING"Damien is asking to meet with me," Tessa said as if she were giving morning updates to the group on the table"Why?" Lila choked out, trying not to sound too excited or curious to hear it. She had to first convince herself that she was capable of getting the job done before she could convince anyone else. "I don't know; I guess we have to meet
Gavin looked at his face in the mirror of his car before turning it off. He felt pain surge through his body. Damien had only punched him once yet but felt like he had gotten beaten up. He walked into the house hoping that Evangeline was already asleep and he did not need to go back and forth with her today. "Why are you just getting back?" "Since when did you care what time I got back?" Gavin was startled by her voice because he had looked around when he got in and had not seen anything but majorly because the entire place was dark. She watched him look around like a criminal ready to steal something when he came in. She wanted to stand in front of him and rain down cursed but held herself back. Tessa had called her and sent images of Gavin with Lila. She told her that she was against it but her daughter was going back to Gavin. If Tessa had not told her to calm down then maybe she would have gotten all rilled up and thrown him out of the house. Tessa promised to get back at Gav
Gavin is barely able to recover from the punch that Damien landed on his face when another one cuts across his face so brutally. "What do you think you are doing?" Gavin screamed, tasting blood in his mouth. He spat out what he had been able to pull and moved up to Damien. He knew that he would not be able to win against this man, but the pride he felt in his heart was not going to allow him to back down. "What do you also think you are doing?" Damien asked, closing the gap between them so that they were now touching chest to chest and their faces so close to each other that if they tipped a bit, they might be kissing. "I asked you first; why don't you answer?" Gavin asked. He knew he should not be doing anything like this, but maybe the confidence that Lila was beside him now was giving him some kind of push. "What?" Damien let out a surprised laugh. "You must think that you are a big shot now," he added. "You punched first, and for what?" Gavin's eyes darted around, trying to f
"You are here with him?" Damien asked as if she had spoken in an unknown language. "Yes," she said We had so much confidence that it was even scary to her. Where did she see such confidence from, and how did she develop it?"With your ex? With the man who married another woman? Are you with a married man?" Damien's voice came out as a mixture of anger and concern for her. She could see that all was wrong, but she had to defend herself. What if Damien began to see her as a loose person who did not care about herself? "It is just a friendly date, and I do not think any of this is your business," she murmured, trying to look away. "You do not think any of this is my business?" He said, taking a deep breath as if to stop himself from exploding. "And what is a friendly date?" he asked with a puzzled expression on his face. "A friendly date; we just met to have dinner; what is so difficult to understand about that?" she asked. She knew she was not supposed to be there holding a conversa
"Why? I thought you two looked together," Gavin said. He was brimming with so much joy, but he could not show it. He was supposed to be a married man. How did he show so much happiness just because she was going to be with him if all went well? "We were a good match, but he liked me more than I liked him, and in relationships like that, it is hard to keep up, and as I said earlier, I still loved you; I liked you so much that I could not move on," she lied, and her throat felt itchy as she lied so much. "I am a married man," Lila wanted to call his bluff; he was acting hard to get, and to what end? He had been brimming from ear to ear, and now he wanted to act as if he were faithful to his wife. "I know this is wrong, but are you saying that all of the feelings you have for me are all gone?" She asked, and he stood there, watching her. "If you tell me that you do not have a single feeling for me again, I will not disturb you again." Gavin sat there and watched her without a word. "
"You are here," Gavin said as soon as the door opened and Lila stepped in. The door closed behind her, and she moved into the room. "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long," she asked."Of course not. I got here early," he said, moving from where he stood to help her get the chair. She looked at him shocked at his actions; she wanted to ask him why he was acting like such a gentleman and standing up when she got into the room. Pulling out the chair for her? She remembered their dates as a couple and how he was always nonchalant towards her. She licked her lips and shook her head, trying to act as if it were normal for him to act like this. "Thank you," she murmured instead of asking him what had come over him. She slipped into the chair, and he put it on a bit before going back to the seat opposite her. She hated the way they had to sit opposite each other and stare into their souls as if nothing was wrong with it. "You are welcome," he replied, taking up the menu and giving it