Alex's POV;
I watch her house closely from my vehicle which I parked not too far from it. The duplex is a moderate apartment. Not looking bad, but also not screaming class. If you ask me, I'd rate its class a five out of ten.
A taxi pulls up before the building, and the blonde comes down from the vehicle.
"Thank you. "She says to the driver, and I glare at her. Aww, good manners. If only her freaking manners taught her to stay away from married men.
I come down from my car, lock it, and begin to march to the blonde across the street who has her back turned to me, as she's trying to open her house's door.
"Hello, twerp. "I greet, and she jumps a bit in fright.
"What the... "She begins as she turns, but stops when she sees me. I give her a tight smile and get straight to business.
"I was told you're overstepping your boundaries, and it's beginning to
Alex's POV;"Alex, what happened? "Sia questions in alarm as she heard me swear."Some moron just bashed my car! "I scream in annoyance as I unbuckle my seat belt."Oh, God... "She mutters before I hang up. She most likely knows I'm going to murder whoever dared to bash my baby.I get down from my car. Boiling over with annoyance, and rush to the ash vehicle, with tinted glasses behind me."Hello, get out here, are you blind!? You just bashed my car! "I scream after knocking on the rolled-up glass, but the person doesn't respond."Get out here now, or I'm calling the cops! "I scream, and I hear a click from inside. The door finally opens, and I step aside, to give the person room to step out.A male comes out, and I glare at him in anger."Look what you did, were your eyes in your butt hole when you were driving!? "I scream, and the man takes off his shades."Alex? "The man questions, and on hearing my name from a stranger
Alex's POV; it's been quite fun working with Amos and catching up on old times. His fashion house is magnificent, and my colleagues are out of this world awesome. From experience to behavior. Right now, I'm in my car with Mrs. Hudson, on our way to the hospital, for her monthly check-up. We used to do this when Damon and I were still together, and even now that we're so close to officially being over, she insisted that we keep the tradition, as one of our mother, daughter moments. "God's not dead! He's surely alive, he's living on the inside, roaring like a lion!! "She sings energetically along with the song playing from the radio, and I laugh at her energy. "You know this song? "I question, and she laughs. "Know it? I love it! "She exclaims, and I laugh louder. "I'm getting older doesn't mean my sense of music has to drop. "She replies, dancing to the music. "True. " I reply, and my phone begins to buzz. I pick it up and see i
Alex's POV; Damon and I make it into the elevator, and we stand in silence as he presses the button that leads to the first floor. "Thank you for calling me. "He suddenly says, and I inhale deeply before looking down at my nails. "No need to thank me. She's your mom. "I reply, and silence once again fills the elevator. "Why are you doing this? "He suddenly questions and my heart vibrates in fear. I had been dreading him asking this question. I didn't want him to. What do I tell him? How do I explain to him why I want our three years old marriage to end? "Say something, Alex. I know you still love me, so why are we putting ourselves through this? Let's end all this and come back together. Be the happy couple we were, and forget all of this ever happened. "He says, and with each word that leaves his mouth, my lungs threaten to fail. He takes a step towards me, and I quickly recline. "I don't love you, Damon. What
Alex's POV; It's the second day after mother's accident. I'm in my living room, working on my newest piece. it's not perfect, as a lot is on my mind, but it's manageable, and I'm almost done. Damon was so close to getting under my skin. I've been made to understand that a woman is more powerful, and has more freedom when she doesn't have the responsibility of family to carry and is single. I can't lie to myself. I still love Damon. I've tried to stop myself, but I can't. I want to make it big and to do that, I need to divert all my energy into my career. I could have asked that we go on a break or something, but only God knows how long it will take me to attain the heights of success I desire, and it will be unfair of me to keep him waiting that long. I just can't do it. I want to be free. I love Damon, but I want to be free. I didn't think about this before getting married, but now that I'm married, and the idea has come, why not go with it.
Alex's POV; "You know, I really think Amos likes you. "Sia says before picking up a red dress and glaring at it scrutinizingly under the bright, white bulbs far above us. "Excuse you? "I question her with raised brows, and a hand on my waist. She takes a look up at me, and back at the dress, before quickly looking back up at me. "What? I know he does. I just don't know if you're being intentionally blind or have become some naive plain Jane. "She replies before dropping the dress back on the pile. "Come on, Sia. Amos is just a friend. He's been since college. "I note. "Yeah, that explains all the sudden kisses on the hands and cheeks, red roses, and trail of every secret admirer thing he ever did back in high school, and up till now. "She replies as we move to a rail of clothes. "He... That could have been his way of being nice. "I reply. Remembering every cute thing Amos has done since our college days. "Yeah, same as that one
I get to the venue Amos's driver brought me to. The Raven's Suit. It's exquisite and has an amazing glow at night. Coming to this place has been part of the to-do list at the back of my mind, but I just keep forgetting or never had time to come. Amos was going to give me a surprise, but I forced the name of the venue out of him, and partially, I'm not happy I did. If I didn't know I was coming here, I won't have told Sia, and she won't have dressed me up like someone going to some fancy gala. I'm in a flowing black dress that shows a lot of skin. It's a low-back dress that is open in such a way my whole back is out, and the coverage begins from the top of my bottom and flows down till my feet are covered. Then it has a slit in front, that starts from my right thigh, all the way down. I'm in gold heels and am with a golden purse. The sleeves of this dress are long though. As if compensating for the missing covering at my back. I thank G
Third Person's Narrative; Damon stares in awe at his wife who's innocently laughing away with another man. He assesses how beautifully she is dressed, and anger with a deadly mix of jealousy begins to brew in his heart. He can't hear what they're discussing, but the fact that another man is making Alex laugh and smile so much is not something that's sitting well with him. The way the man is staring lovingly at Alex, and how nicely Alex chose to dress all for this man, begins to gnaw at Damon. They are chatting, laughing, having drinking competitions, playing fun and simple games, and Damon is boiling on his sit. Ava soon comes back and finds Damon glaring at Alex and Amos, and she smirks in satisfaction as what she wanted to happen, had begun to play out as planned. "Can you believe I still have my prom suit? " Amos questions Alex, and her eyes grow wide as she's drinking from her cup. "No way! "She exclaims, and Amos laughs. "
Alex's POV;I stare down at Amos in horror. I stoop down beside him and my hands travel about his battered face in confusion as I don't know what to do."Oh, my God, Amos. I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over him. I'm... I'm so sorry. " I beg as tears form in my eyes. Damon was never a beast when I was married to him or when we were dating. The side of Damon I saw today, is one I've never seen, and hope to never see again."What happened here? " A guard questions as they rush to the scene. Tears slide down my face as they help Amos who's now weak, to stand.I battle to hold back tears as one of the guards calls for an ambulance.Damon's POV;I'm fuming with anger and annoyance as I get into my vehicle. I was brought here to relax, but now my temper is far into space.Why on earth would Alex be with another man!? What does he have that I don't!?
Alex's POV;Love... It's a very funny thing. It take you and redefines you. It changes most if your believes and gives you a new view of life. It teaches you that you don't always have to do everything on your own, and it so teaches you that forgiveness is one of the very important wheels that keeps life going. If there's no love, a lot of us would feel incomplete and failed. Love hurts sometimes, and sometimes it heals. In the last few months, I've grown to learn that love indeed isn't a bed of roses.There are ups, downs, sad times, happy times, good times and definitely the hurting times. But there's so much joy when there's love around. Love that makes you feel whole and complete.Love that heals you in ways you'd never imagined. To love you need to let most of yourself go, and trust completely. I'm currently enjoying my life with Damon, and it's amazing.I'm seven months pregnant now, and we're currently at the hospital, waiting outside Amanda's wars. She's in labor, and Max ha
Sia's POV;I'm currently at Alex's garden, back at her and Damon's house. It's been a while since we last hung out, and she called me over telling me that we needed to talk.I low-key think I know what the bottom line for this meeting is, and honestly, I'm not sure I'm ready. I mean... Which best friend won't be mad that her friend has been keeping a huge secret from her, for years?"When were you planning on telling me, Sia? "Alex questions as I take my cup of lemonade to my mouth, and I gulp.I gently drop the cup back on the table before looking up at her, and she gives me a look."Sia, we attended college together, we've been through so much together, even when Amos came back, you were the one who kept pointing out that you think he likes me and that if I feel he's the one for me, I shouldn't fight it.Why were you doing that? Why didn't you just come open to me? "She questions and I shut my eyes."You didn't even give anyone a chance to suspect. How could you do that?? "She conti
Ava's POV;I am sitting in a vehicle, with my mom, on our way to my physiologist. I'm not mad, I just need therapy. It's not a normal thing to want to kill yourself, and another person too.The Hudson's were kind enough not to file a case against me, and my lawyer help me out of the police mess with a lot of effort.Turns out my mom is best friends with Alex's mom. I find it funny because who would imagine such. I tried to steal the husband of my mother's best friend's daughter.My mom was disappointed when she found out about everything, but she's forgiven me now, and we've agreed that after my therapy, I'd move back to Thailand with her.I don't know about my feelings for Damon. I'm trying my best to kill them, and I know that I haven't made much progress.I'm sure about this because I know that if I see him, all the emotions I've been trying to bottle up, would come undone. I know it's wrong of me to still have these feelings for a married man, but I'm only human... I need a break
Ava's POV;I am in the hospital with Mia. A few seconds ago, Alex and an older woman who looks a lot like her, left the room.And my eyes are shut as my mind is running over Alex's words."Wow... She really is a different type of woman. "Mia states as I feel her sit beside me, and I open my eyes."Yeah... "I reply dryly."If it were me or any other woman in her shoes, I'd be wishing the worst for you. Not coming to apologize... "She states, and I shut my eyes again."What are we going to do now? "She questions and I keep my eyes shut. I don't know what we'd do now. I've lost my job, and my reputation. I don't think any other big shot in town would want to hire me after news about my truth somehow slipped onto social media. I still have some money saved up from my fat salaries, but I'm confused. I don't know what step to take next..."I don't know. "I reply to my best friend, honestly, and silence falls upon us for a second."I warned you, you know? But you seemed so certain that you
Lucia's POV;I'm on my way to the hospital with Alex. I don't know why, but she insisted on coming to see Ava. It's annoying because I really think she shouldn't care if the witch is fine or not. If you ask me, I'd say I don't mind if she died in that hospital. She tried to kill my son-in-law. It's only fair for me to wish she died in that fire, but she didn't!And heaven knows why Alex is going to see her today. The doctor told us that Ava and Damon were fine, however, Damon got discharged, while Ava hasn't. The cops are patiently waiting for her to recover so they can send her for a mental check-up, or just lock her up for attempted murder.Either is fine by me. Be it locking her in an asylum, or behind bars. We finally arrive at the hospital, and I walk behind Alex in growing annoyance.We eventually make it to Ava's room, and there's a petite, dark-haired girl, sitting beside her bed. However, she rises in fear, on seeing us.It seems she knows who Alex is. Ava turns to Alex,
Audrey's POV;I suddenly jolt out of my sleep, when a sound wakes me. It sounded like a door opening. I've not been able to sleep deeply tonight. Moses came over here to spend the night, as he has an interview at an office not too far from my house, tomorrow morning, and his house is quite far. If he spends the night in his house, he'd be late for the interview, and might even lose the job. So, he asked for my help, and I gave it. He agreed to sleep in the living room as there are only two rooms in this house. One for me, and the other for Angela, and there's no way I'd sleep in the same room as him. At least not now. I don't trust him enough, and as much as I want to, I haven't fully accepted him back. I need to know what he's truly here for. He says he wants to make up for his mistakes, but I'm only human. You can't expect me to trust him after all these years. There are so many different possibilities for his reappearance. Possibilities that send shivers down my spine and a s
Sia's POV;“A drink for you. “Amos says. Pointing a can of soda, at me, and I smile as I take it from him.We've been taking things slow, trying to get to know each other better, and… It's been fun.It's nice to have the person you love finally give you some attention. But to be honest, I'm not completely happy. I feel whatever he's doing, he's doing out of pity.Either that, or he's using me as a rebound. It makes no sense to me. Yes, the care and attention he's showing sure is something I've longed for, for a very long time, and it's been my dream for way too long.But it only began after my outburst to him. I can still remember all the emotions that were running through me that day in his car when I blurted out my deepest secret to him. The truth about my feelings for him.I should be happy and feel over the rainbow that the man I love now spends quality time with me and is always there when I need him. Right? But no. I don't feel… Comfortable. It just feels awkward.“Anything the
Ava's POV; "Do you love Alex? "I question, with my back turned to Damon, and tears pouring down my face. I slowly pull out the bottle I've been hiding in my shirt and turn to him with speed. I spray its content on his face, and he grunts in pain as it gets into this eyes. He staggers and I lead him to the couch as his eyes begin to flutter. "What did you do to me, Ava? "He questions in worry as he rubs his eyes, and I stare down at him in pain. "If I won't have you, Damon... No one else will. If you didn't want me, you never should have given me a taste of you. "I say to him as I watch him weakly surrender to the sleep beckoning on him, and another tear slips down my face. "I'm sorry, Damon... But this love story is mine, and this is how it will end. You had the chance to make it end in another beautiful way... But you chose this... "I cry as I grab a whiskey bottle off the table, and begin emptying it on the couch he's dozing off on.
Alex's POV; It's been weeks and we've heard nothing of, or from Ava. I don't even know what to believe. Is she truly carrying my husband's child? I mean... I can't zero out that possibility. Even if she is with his child, what then? Am I expected to leave my husband for another woman? It's not my fault she dug a hole and fell into it... But it's not the child's fault that its mother is a whore. Is there even a child? I'm so confused. I don't know what to, and what not to do. I pick up my phone and decide that I need to talk to Damon. I miss him. He's reclined ever since Ava showed up. Guilt had been bugging him before, but after she came to us with such news, Damon became a shell of his former self. He... let guilt consume him fully. I am forced to sit up when I find a message from Damon. It's not the fact that he messaged me that's frightened me, but the content of the message