NancyHis name was Jake Gardner, he had told me. He was an intriguing guy who always seemed to have a solution to every event; he had an enchanting charm that drew me in, and I couldn't deny it. “You’re not exactly from this city, are you?” He asked after a while, still driving his car. I was sitting next to him with his coat still on my back, suddenly feeling very aware of his presence next to me. “Um… Yes. I'm actually from Denver,” I replied a little shyly. “Oh, Denver. A good city; I remember spending my childhood there,” he said wistfully, his hands still on the steering wheel. "For real?" I asked in surprise, looking at him. He was laughing lightly. “I remember my friends and I would always go to the mall to play video games after school, and then I would come home really late, and my parents would fight me about it,” he said. “So I feel sorry for your parents for having a kid as troublesome as you then,” I replied, chuckling. "So it is. Those were good times,” he comment
CandaceDenverI had barely left my room since the night Bruce and I were caught in the act by his wife. But leaving my room for what? To get the Mortons' condemning looks on me? I was already so frowned upon in that family, so imagine now that I was Harald's adulterous wife. Clearly, they wanted to burn me alive at the stake. That's why I avoided contacting them; I preferred to stay there in my room, chatting on social media with my friends, and waiting patiently until my husband returned from his trip and gave his ruling on my future. I knew I was in a bad spot because not much was in my favor now. My marriage contract wouldn't protect me from anything if I was to blame, and I was sure that Harald, my husband, would want to divorce me as quickly as possible; after all, he was eager to get rid of me. That bastard! He hadn't been happy with our wedding; while I was just bursting with happiness, he was there looking at it all with a displeased frown on his face, as if he were being fo
Nancy When I woke up the next morning, I was slightly startled when I noticed the man lying in bed next to me, so I tried to remember what had happened the night before. Lanie and I were at a nightclub, and an abuser tried to force me, but an attractive guy saved me from him. I stopped at the police station, and then I remembered my rescuer being kind and taking me to Lanie's house, but I didn't get out of the car because the man suggested going somewhere else. After all, according to him, our night was just beginning... His name was Jake Gardner, and he was now lying in the same bed as me. My eyes were wide, and my face flushed as very compromising images from last night flashed through my mind, giving me away. Apparently, I had really enjoyed myself… I got out of bed immediately, realizing that I was naked. I pulled the sheet to cover my body, completely embarrassed, but I ended up pulling the entire sheet and discovering Jake's body, who was also without clothes. Furthermore,
NancyI immediately left that promiscuous motel with my head lowered in shame and took the first taxi that came my way. I wanted to hide, bury my head in the ground, and disappear because I was so ashamed of myself. What was I thinking? That I was about twenty years old and could do crazy things like that? I decided to blame Bruce; he was the one who had destroyed my life until I reached the point of losing my sense and decency like that. My God! Was that policeman really a good person? What if he told someone what I had done with him? My God, what a shame! I slid my body into the taxi seat, muttering in disgust. I was finished! When I arrived at Lanie's apartment, I was thankful that she wasn't in the house, and then I immediately went to my room to change my clothes and get back into my decent clothes. I tried to fix my hair, but I wrinkled my nose when I realized that there wasn't much I could do anyway. My hair was short, even at neck level; I had never left it that short. Good
GloryDenverI decided to prepare a snack and take it to Candace upstairs; she hadn't left her room much since the scandal that had happened in that house last week, and I was worried. What if she did something she would regret later? Besides, I had to play my role as a mother-in-law. I looked out the window at the vast field of pine trees that surrounded the Morton mansion until I lost sight of it, and there, I could see the mountains covered in snow on their tops as if they were big chocolate cakes with whipped cream topping. That image brought a silent peace inside. When I moved into this house, that view of nature was the thing that I certainly liked at first. The toaster alarm went off, alerting me that the toast was ready. I went to get it, buttered it, arranged everything on the tray with a glass of juice, and then went up the stairs to Candace's room. Ivor, my little son, was playing with his nanny in the living room in front of the TV. He was already five years old; it was
GloryI left that room as quickly as if a ferocious animal were coming after me to devour me. I immediately ran to my room and locked myself in the bathroom, breathing through my mouth while panic took over me. How was that possible? How had that woman found out about a secret that I had been keeping under lock and key for so many damn years? She definitely wasn't supposed to know. I couldn't even imagine the size of the threat it represented to me.I cried, I struggled, and I lamented. After everything I had sacrificed to get to this place, now everything was being threatened by this girl who barely knew what it was like to sleep on an empty stomach. Who was she to think she had the right to judge me? It wasn't like I wanted to fall in love with Harald. She didn't know anything; she didn't understand anything! She couldn't threaten me like that...My story with Harald didn't even compare to the unholy affair she had with Bruce. Neither Harald nor I were to blame for finding ourselves
NancyWhen I sent a message to him, he took so long to reply that I thought he wasn't going to do this. It had actually been a few minutes of silence, but I was so nervous that every minute he was silent seemed to take an entire century. But he responded. “Hi, Nancy! I got scared and accidentally dropped my cell phone here… Haha! His message said. I ended up laughing about it. My heart was so warm... Nancy: My bad, then. I really should have texted you sooner. Jake: Jake: It's okay; I'm glad you texted me at the end. Jake: Do you want to talk about what happened yesterday? I will understand if you are still mad at me; I should have analyzed my actions. Nancy: No, it's okay. Actually, I have to apologize for blaming you... it's just... Jake: You don't need to explain yourself, Nancy. I really understand… Can I call to you right now? I thought about his request for a while, but in any case, he needed an explanation. Nancy: Of course, you can call me. At that same moment, my ce
NancyLanie took us around town in her convertible. It was a pleasant evening, and the cool city breeze brushed my skin. The view of the city, which was extremely illuminated by neon lights, made things much warmer, or maybe it was just the presence of the man sitting next to me. He certainly gave me pleasant and exciting sensations. He was chatting casually with Lanie and the topic was the beautiful, sporting city of Las Vegas, but his fingers were gently brushing the back of my hand in the space where our skin met. It was strange and exciting to see how a simple touch from him could completely shake my senses, giving me butterflies. Was this what it felt like to be captivated by someone? I've rarely had this chance for someone to let themselves appear so attractive to me. Bruce had been my first and only man, and since he cared little about me, I practically never went through that phase of smiling stupidly while thinking about someone special. Although, at my age, that was still
Nancy“Argh, don’t tighten it too much… You’re hurting my neck!” Peter was grumbling with a grimace as I straightened his tie.“Remain calm; just lift your chin; I’m almost done,” I told him, adjusting my collar. Today was my wedding day with Jake. I was already dressed as a bride and everything, and the ceremony would start in a few minutes. I was so nervous. Not only that, but I really hoped everything would go well.He grumbled in disgust. “Did you know that children shouldn’t be present at their parents’ weddings, Mom?” he said, making me frown.“What? Why do you think that?” I asked.“Because naturally, children are not born before their parents marry. It's not the natural order of things, let alone divorce and second marriages,” he said, being clear in his opinion, as he didn't want to accept my relationship with Jake.I sighed, smoothing his jacket after straightening his tie. “You're getting so big. You're even taller than me.” I smiled softly, and I stroked his black hair. “I
NancyMoments later, Jason and Jake were in the wine cellar, somewhere in the mansion, talking about wine and things like that. Laura and I were walking in the manicured gardens of their mansion, which were so beautiful and comforting.“Why aren’t they coming?” I asked after a while, looking behind me to see if her husband and my fiancé were coming to catch up with us, since they were just getting us some wine to drink and talk on the sofas that were there in the garden under a cozy porch."Oh my God! Jason must have stuck him with a long wine conversation,” Laura said with a long chuckle. “We received bottles of the first line from a friend of ours in Chicago, Carter,” she added.“Are you talking about Joshua Carter?” I asked because I knew that name and knew that he had a wine production company.“Yes, I am,” Laura nodded. “What a fortuity that you know him, too.”“Um, I actually met him because of Bruce,” I said. “The Mortons were an influential family, and from time to time Bruce
NancyJake and I traveled to New York to visit our friends who lived there, the couple Jason and Laura Davies, who, since the last time we had seen them, had evolved a lot in their relationship, that is, when I met them, they were still fighting and trying to see what they were going to do in their relationship because they also had issues to resolve. But I remembered Laura's words, when she told me at the time that her husband had hurt her heart, but that nothing he had done compared to what Bruce had done to me. So today it was very satisfying for me to be able to see the two of them together and happy after having solved all their problems. They had even had another set of twins, and they seemed so happy now that their eldest daughter was playing with the babies, running around exuding happiness and joy while Jake, I, and the couple were sitting on the mansion's porch, drinking wine and talking about everything that had happened. This couple had been very important in helping us
Nancy "What? Give it back in kind and make him taste his own medicine? What are you suggesting, Lanie?” I asked, being a little dumbfounded. She and I were still at the dinner table, and she had just suggested that. She shrugged now. "Yes. Didn't your husband go to bed with someone else? Then you also go to bed with another man, and then you become equals,” she explained, making me gasp. “How can you suggest such a thing? Do you think I'm such a vulgar woman up to this point? Do you think me going to bed with another man will solve things for me?” I asked, shocked that she was suggesting such a deviant thing. “It probably won't solve anything, but it will make you feel a little better. What is it? Do you think Bruce deserves happiness after all these years he played with you?” She retorted. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to smudge my body by getting involved with someone I don’t know just to get revenge on him,” I countered. Lanie laughed, waving her hand. “I don't see it
Days were passing, and I thanked the heavens that everything was going so well, but today in particular, it was a year since Lanie, my dear friend, had died, and I was terribly sad remembering her.I remembered how she had done everything she could to cheer me up when I was at rock bottom after finding out who Bruce Morton really was.I remembered in detail what the season at her house had been like and how much she helped me, God in heaven...Nancy On that day, the ringing of my cell phone woke me up, and I felt my lamp, picked up the device, and saw that my daughter was calling me. “Hi, my love,” I said as soon as I answered, rubbing my face with my hand, still drowsy. “Hello, Mom? Haven’t you come home yet?” Amber asked on the other end of the line. "Um… Not yet, darling,” I replied a little fearfully. It had been two weeks since I was at my friend Lanie's house. "Um... Okay? When do you plan to return?” She asked in a somewhat petulant manner. I sighed. “To be honest, I
NancyThe last few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions. After everything that happened with Candace, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off our shoulders. The scars of pain and struggle were still there, but the feeling of relief was in the air. It was a new beginning for all of us. Like a good mother, I tried my best to care for Candace, and now, seeing her at home, taking a deep breath and starting to rebuild her life, my heart is filled with hope.It was on a mild morning that we realized that life was returning to normal. Amber's laughter echoed through the house as she tried to decide what to wear for a date. I watched her from the kitchen, where she was preparing a simple but nutritious breakfast. The smell of toasting bread mixed with the aroma of fresh coffee, creating a welcoming atmosphere.“Amber, do you need help?” I asked, trying to hide my smile at seeing her so excited and nervous at the same time.“No, mom, I can do it!” she replied, a little louder than usua
CandaceThe joy I felt holding my daughter in my arms was indescribable. After hours of pain and struggle, the little one was finally here, and I couldn't stop smiling. It was a girl. The doctor had shown me quickly, and I couldn't believe that this little creature, so perfect, was my daughter. I felt a wave of love that I had never experienced before, and that feeling enveloped me like a warm blanket on a cold day. I looked at her face, so small and vulnerable, and wondered what the future held for us.Jake and Harald were in the room, both overjoyed with the news. The energy was contagious, and the happiness in the atmosphere was palpable, like happy music that filled every space. The smell of disinfectant mixed with the light scent of flowers someone had brought, creating an atmosphere of celebration and hope."Look, Candace, you did an amazing job!" Jake said it with a wide smile that lit up his face. He seemed genuinely touched, and I could feel that he was genuinely happy for me
NancyThe morning seemed perfect, the kind of day I always imagined as a normal family, without constant tension or fears. Recent times had been full of challenges, losses and changes, but being there, in Jake's house, surrounded by the people he loved most, brought a feeling of completeness. Everything felt a little lighter. Of course, there were still traces of the past that occasionally appeared in our conversations and gestures, but something had changed within me, and perhaps even within my children.That day, we decided to have a family lunch. Me, Amber, Peter, Jake, Harald, Ivor and Candace, all gathered at a table for the first time, without formalities and without protocols. I wasn't sure what to expect from this meeting, especially with Harald there, a presence that, some time ago, would perhaps have been unthinkable in such an intimate environment. But, little by little, everyone had found a way to live together, with the wounds still healing, but now ready for a new phase.
NancyThe next morning, very early, before the sun even fully illuminated the house, I was already awake, organizing my thoughts. I knew I needed to talk to Amber and Peter, just the three of us, without Jake around. This moment was very important, and I wanted them to feel comfortable saying what they really thought, without fear. I knew this conversation was necessary, as there was a lot at stake. Jake was part of this new life I wanted to build, but most of all, my children needed to feel part of it.I took a deep breath before entering their room. Amber was already stretching, her eyes still sleepy, but she noticed my presence and smiled. Peter, still sleeping soundly, had a serene face, something rare to see. I approached him gently, touching his shoulder lightly. “Peter, honey, are we going to wake up? I need to talk to you and Amber. Just the three of us, without Jake.”He opened his eyes slowly, still confused from sleep, but nodded. Amber looked at me with a mix of curiosity