~SIERRA~I couldn't believe it. Was the detective perhaps right about Nana being responsible for the cards? But how could that be possible? Nana raised me. Yes, when the fights between Mom and Dad got worse, I ran to live with Nana. She treated me like her own daughter, despite my father hating me. She didn't care that her son wanted nothing to do with me; instead, she embraced me and gave me everything I needed. I sat on the chair as I felt my knees go weak. Why would my grandmother betray me like this?“Ms. Reid, are you there?” the detective's voice brought me out of my thoughts I had even forgotten that I was on a call with him, I cleared my throat and tried to speak but I could not form any words, “I just thought to let you know why I
~SIERRA~But I couldn't show it to my kids, I didn't want to make them sad when they were still not over Gilbert. This might remind them of Gilbert, so I took my glass of juice and sipped on it before I turned to Nathan and told him Nana was just running late. “She will be here soon,” I said.“But it's already late, Mamma, how can she be at the hospital for the whole day?” Ingrid asked.“That's because her case is special. Oh, there she is.” Nana walked in, and no, she was not dressed in the black clothes but rather in her favorite dress.“I hear my name, does that mean I was missed?” Nana asked, standing by the door, and they all stood up and ran to her. “Okay, with this, I can tell you missed me,” she said while they held her so tight that I could see from here that she was struggling to move."Okay, loves, let Nana settle in, and your food is getting cold,” I said, and they pulled away, then came back to the table. “Sierra, how are you?” Nana came to me and kissed my cheeks. I don
~DAMIAN~After Cassie confirmed she knew about the triplets, I felt so betrayed. Even though she said she just found out a day ago she was supposed to tell me, I left the house and went to Avas’ apartment. I told her about the triplets, and she told me she had just found out about them an hour ago. Again, I felt betrayed because if she found out an hour ago, why didn't she call to tell me about them since I was her cousin? I felt like no one in my life was genuine, all of them were deceivers, and even Jane, my trusted PA, hid it from me.I was not going to spend another hour crying over betrayers. I called Jane and asked her to give me their school address, and she did. The next morning, I woke up early and went to the school, but upon arriving, I fel
~DAMIAN~I didn't need to second-guess who the person responsible for taking company funds was, I knew it was Cassie. I just didn't know the reason she did it. Adrian sent her half of the money she needed, why did she have to take money that didn't belong to her? But I had a question, a question only she could answer, and that question was: how did she get access to the company's funds?After leaving Sierra at the cafe, I drove straight home, as I needed to confront her. It took less than ten minutes to arrive at my house. “Maybe she should just go back to her apartment, I will care for her from there,” I said to myself and parked the car in the garage. I went into the house through the kitchen and called Cassie's name, but she didn't respond. “Cassie?!” I went to her room, but as I entered, she hid something under her pillow, stood up from the bed, and asked me to leave her room.“We are not together, you can't just come into my room without knocking,” she said, and I shook my head.
~DAMIAN~I didn't understand why Cassie had Sierra's photo. I removed the pillow to check if there was more, and I found a note. Reading it, I realized it was the note Sierra was talking about: “What are you doing?” Cassie came to me and tried to grab the photo from me, but I refused. “Damian, give it to me.”“What are you doing with Sierra's photo and the note? Where did you get this?”“It's not your concern.”“It is,” I said, standing up. “This is the mother of my children's photo, are you the on
GEORGIA, ATLANTA 2017~SIERRA~I took a sip of my drink before my eyes roamed. Everything about the day was perfect, sunny, classy restaurant, expensive wine, and soft country music in the background—perfect for a date, right? Only it wasn’t a date—well, maybe for my husband, but not for me. I placed my glass down on the table as my gaze fell on a couple who I presumed to be on their first date or maybe just trying to have lunch. He pulled a chair out for her, and she muttered something in his ear, which he giggled at, and he took his seat across from her. He took her hands into his, sweetly looking at her, and he started talking. My eyes wandered back to my husband, who was deep in conversation with his friends. When I looked at the two women, my husband’s friends' wives, I started to regret coming here. They were engaged in a conversation, talking about business and fashion; I didn’t know anything about it. I looked back at my husband; I was sure he had forgotten I was even here
GEORGIA, ATLANTA 2017~SIERRA~“Sierra, she’s back, everything between us ends today,” he said calmly.“Who?”"Oh, come on, you know who, don’t act stupid,” he said, sounding irritated. “The woman at the restaurant is Cassie?” I pretended to be clueless. I didn't want a divorce."Yes, and she’s back, you know what that means, right?” He looked at me, seeking confirmation, but I played dumbfounded.“What happens to us, what we’ve built?” “There’s no us Sierra, when are you going to get that through your head? I’ve never lied to you about my feelings for Cassie,” he said with no emotion in his eyes.“But you married me, I’m your wife now,” I muttered in a low tone. As much as I wanted to shout, I still felt a lot of pain.“That’s why I’m suggesting a divorce. You will be compensated for the years you’ve been with me,” he said, and just as I was about to plead, the door opened and a middle-aged man walked in. By his dress code, I easily figured him to be a doctor.“Mrs. Winters, how ar
GEORGIA, ATLANTA 2017~SIERRA~“We still don’t have a name, but hopefully we will make one soon,” I told her, and she nodded. “Why are you sleeping here? You can come with us and have the guest room, or why don’t you go to your grandmother? Does she know you’re here?” She asked."No, I’m fine here, thank you so much, Lily. My grandmother doesn’t know I’m here.”“You didn’t get a chance to call her?”“No, I would rather not,” I said and she nodded.“Should I come pick you up tomorrow?”"No, it is fine, I’ll find my way. Thank you so much, Lily,” I declined, as I didn't want to invade her busy schedule.“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow then. Call me if you need anything. I have to go now,” she kissed my cheeks before leaving.When she closed the door, I felt lonely. I have always been alone. Damian never reciprocated my love, but just the thought of him being my husband filled that loneliness, now that he mentioned divorcing me, the loneliness was here. “He’s just nervous, he will come ar