Tyler woke up and stared affectionately at the beauty sleeping beside him, he was still admiring her when she rubbed her face with the back of her palm and he immediately pretended like he was sleeping, he doesn't want her to feel uncomfortable especially after ending up in his bed in the most awkward way. He laid down quietly as she pick up her things and left the room. He found himself smiling brightly, he looked out through the window and saw her entering into her car with her face covered.
"Why is she acting like she's so famous" he said as he stares at her, " she's so cute". He got into the bathroom to shower and as the water falls on his body, he could only think of the pretty lady he spent the night with, he could still picture her face burning with desire and her expensive cologne filled the room.Tyler is Twenty five years ago, he came into the city to look for a job but hasn't found one, he decided to lodge at the hotel since he doesn't have an apartment yet. He has a rough life unlike Emily, he has to work hard to get whatever he wants. He dropped out of school and didn't go to college after the death of his father, his mom couldn't afford to Carter for him and his brother. He had to drop out for his brother to continue his education.He was working in a convenience store where he makes money and supports his family, he moved to this city after the store burnt down due to a customers mistake, he was hoping he could find something else that would fetch him more money. It's been a week since he arrived and he hasn't been able to find a job. ★★★"I sent someone to track the guy, he will get to us if he finds anything about him or his whereabout" Gracie said to Emily who was dressing up for an event which is being held by her father. She got closer to her and helped her zip her dress."I hope it works, I'm so tensed and worried that I can't sleep". She stared into the mirror for the last time trying to be sure that she looks good.She's thirty two years old but looks younger, she's so beautiful and has the bodily properties of a model, her blonde long hair fell perfectly covering her ears and she makes heads turn wherever she goes to.She arrived at the event looking so beautiful and stunning, everybody's camera were on her taking pictures of her as she got down from her car. The first person she set her eyes on was Celine, her sister, she was wrapping her hands around Roy and Emily's countenance changed. She could feel the anger of their betrayal coming back, her broken heart which she was trying to fix started aching again."I never knew you were coming, I thought you had work to do" Celine said Smirking as she held Roy's hands, he was trying so hard to avoid making eye contact with Emily."I don't need to explain my schedule to you " Emily spoke confidently. from her voice, you could tell she was trying so hard to hide the pain she's feeling. She finds it so hard to believe that her sister could be so petty and cheap. She has always known that Celine wants everything that belongs to her but betraying her was the height of it, she wished she could grab her by her hair and teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget.Roy disgusts her, they met while they were on a business trip and immediately sparks flew, she was so foolish to think that he was the one meant for her. She thought that she has gotten over the incident but she was wrong, seeing them triggered the pain in her heart and now her heart can't stop aching. "I can't break down, I have to be strong" she said trying so hard to hold back tears from falling down her cheeks."I need to meet other guests, if you will excuse me" She said to them and faked a smile before walking away."Why is she so full of herself?, She acts like everything is about her" Celine said angrily, she was obviously trying to make Emily jealous but that didn't work. Roy was lost, he couldn't deny the fact that Emily is so beautiful and stunning.Emily saw her mom greeting the guests and smiling. Apart from Celine, her mom is one person that has never supported her, she always takes Celine's side even when she betrayed her. It became more intense after her father made her the heiress of the Hudson's family. Her mom started walking towards her as their eyes met."Why did you arrive so late?, Your father and I are waiting" She said to her and that was it. She can't remember the last time her mom hugged her and asked her how she was doing, she has gotten used to it but deep down she longs for the warm affection a mother gives her child.She followed her mom as she led her to her father. His face immediately became brighter the moment he set his eyes on her, you could tell he was so proud of the lady She has become. She went closer to him and gave him a hug, he asked her how she was doing and how she has been handling the businesses handed over to her. Her father is the only one who loves her so much and she doesn't want to let him down.She was sitting down beside her father when her phone buzzed and it was a message from Gracie."He has been found, hurry back home now!" The message reads and Emily became so nervous and scared, she quickly took her bag and leftThe night after the wedding was quiet and still, as if the world was holding its breath, watching the newlyweds as they began their journey together. Emily and Tyler returned to their private suite, hand in hand, wrapped in the soft afterglow of their wedding celebration. The air between them was filled with an intimate anticipation, their love radiating in every glance and touch.The room had been decorated with rose petals scattered across the bed and the scent of lavender drifting through the air, calming and inviting. A gentle light filled the room, illuminating the space just enough to cast a warm glow around them.As they entered, Tyler let out a soft laugh, turning to look at Emily. "I still can’t believe you’re mine," he murmured, reaching up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.Emily smiled, her eyes shining as she looked at him. "And I can’t believe I get to love you every day."Tyler reached for her hand, drawing her close until there was no space between them. His gaze was
The sun shone brightly on the day of Emily and Tyler’s wedding, casting a warm glow over the carefully decorated garden. Flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, and the sweet scent of jasmine filled the air. Guests began to gather, a mix of family and friends, each one eager to witness the union of two people who had overcome so much to be together.Emily stood in her bridal suite, surrounded by her closest friends. The dress clung to her in all the right places, and the delicate lace veil framed her face perfectly. She could feel the excitement bubbling within her, a blend of nerves and sheer joy. Glancing in the mirror, she took a deep breath, allowing herself to soak in the moment.“Are you ready to become Mrs. Tyler Hudson?” Gracie, her maid of honor, asked with a grin.Emily nodded, her heart racing. “More than ready.”After the final touches were made, Emily made her way to the entrance of the garden, her heart pounding with anticipation. She could hear the gentle murmur of guests an
Emily sat on the edge of her bed, the weight of the past few weeks pressing down on her shoulders. After Celine's death, the dynamics within her family had shifted. She had always been distant from her mother, Mrs. Hudson, whose harsh words and criticism had left deep scars. But now, Emily found herself longing for connection, for the chance to mend the rift that had widened between them.Taking a deep breath, she reached for her phone and dialed her mother’s number. The phone rang twice before her mother picked up.“Emily,” Mrs. Hudson answered, her tone guarded yet curious.“Mom, can we talk? I really want to see you,” Emily said, her voice steady but filled with a hint of vulnerability.“I suppose so,” her mother replied reluctantly. “Where do you want to meet?”“Let’s just have dinner at home. I’ll cook,” Emily suggested, a nervous flutter in her stomach.There was a brief pause, then Mrs. Hudson replied, “Alright, I’ll be there.”Emily hung up, feeling a mix of anxiety and hope.
As days turned into weeks after Celine’s funeral, Emily found herself struggling to navigate her grief while trying to reconnect with Tyler. Their relationship, once vibrant and full of promise, now felt strained and distant, like a threadbare tapestry fraying at the edges. Emily knew that Tyler was hurting, and she wanted to be there for him, but every time she tried to bridge the gap, she was met with an unyielding wall of silence.One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and gold, Emily decided to reach out. She texted Tyler, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a moment before she hit send: "Can we talk? I miss you."Moments later, her phone buzzed. "Meet me at our spot?"Her heart lifted at the invitation. Their spot—an intimate little café tucked away on a quiet street—had been their go-to place for late-night conversations, laughter, and stolen kisses. She quickly got ready, feeling a flutter of anticipation and anxiety in her s
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the cemetery as mourners gathered around Celine’s grave. The atmosphere was heavy with sorrow, a palpable grief that wrapped around each person like a shroud. Emily stood near the front, her heart aching as she watched the small casket being lowered into the earth, a bittersweet finality settling over her.She remembered Celine’s laughter, the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, and the countless moments they had shared together. Now, it felt like a piece of her own heart had been buried along with Celine. Tears streamed down Emily’s cheeks, the loss cutting deeper than she could have ever anticipated. She clenched her fists at her sides, fighting the urge to scream at the unfairness of it all.“Why did it have to be you?” she whispered to herself, the question echoing in her mind like a haunting refrain.As the ceremony progressed, Emily felt a soft touch on her shoulder. Turning, she saw Tyler standing beside her, his eyes
Celine stared at herself in the mirror, the reflection staring back at her revealing a ghost of the woman she once was. The dark circles under her eyes were deep, and her complexion was pallid, a stark reminder of her declining health. But today, she wanted to feel alive, to cherish one last evening with the people she loved most. She wanted to create memories that would linger, bittersweet yet precious, in the hearts of her family.As she moved about her bedroom, she carefully chose an outfit: a flowing emerald dress that accentuated her figure and a delicate necklace that sparkled under the light. It was her mother’s, a piece she’d treasured for years, and wearing it made her feel connected to the woman who had once been a formidable force in her life. Celine hoped that tonight would not only be a farewell but a reconciliation, a moment to mend the rifts that had formed over the years.Once dressed, she walked downstairs, the familiar scent of her mother’s cooking wafting through th