"These pictures are everywhere, what should we do?" Gracie asked her. She was so confused and doesn't know what to do next.
"Why does it have to be today?, Why didn't they do this after my event " she said sadly. A part of her wants to sit down at her hotel room and weep, people were trolling and making mean comments about her. A part of her also wants to walk out of her hotel room with her head held high and continue her event. She wished Tyler was here with her, she looked at his necklace which was hanging around her neck, she held it tightly before turning towards Gracie."I'm going out, people are waiting for me" She tells her. That was a tough decision but she knew she has to do it."Are you sure about that?, Reporters are everywhere around this hotel" Gracie said to her. At this point she doesn't care about the damage that has been caused, her relationship with Tyler isn't something to be ashamed of."This person should be struck by lightning for choosing today to do this to you" Gracie said to her.Celine arrived at the hotel with Roy, she was so excited and can't wait to see Emily's face when she gets interviewed by the reporters. "This is going to be so interesting" She smirked.Roy was not innocent, he was the one that told Celine about Tyler after meeting him at Emily's house. He lied to her and told her that she saw them at the shopping mall together. "They have to pay for humiliating me" He said to himself.She came downstairs and met lots of Reporters and people waiting for her, they ran to her taking pictures of her immediately they set their eyes on her. The lights from their camera almost blinded her as securities try to guard her from the crowd and reporters."Miss Hudson, is it true that you are having an affair with someone who is much younger than you?" A reporter asked."I heard he's working for you, don't you think you are assaulting him?" Another asked."Do you always have an affair with your male workers?" The third one asked, They were pushing and trying so hard to come close to her."Miss Hudson, would you please answer our questions" A female reporter said to her and Emily was confused, she wished the ground will open and swallow her. She decided to say something in order to defend herself from their useless and mean allegations.She opened her mouth to talk and found out that she has ran out of words. "This shouldn't be happening, I need to say something, even if it's a sentence. I need to say something to defend myself" She thought in her head."She's my fiancee" A male voice thundered and the crowd immediately became quiet as they shifted their gaze to the direction the voice was coming from.Emily was surprised by what she heard, she turned towards the direction of the voice and saw an elegant man in a dark expensive suit, he wore a very beautiful watch and glasses which covered his eyes. He removed his glasses and she was shocked to see Tyler.She was in a daze, she couldn't believe what was going on. "What in the world is happening?" She asked herself as Tyler came and stood beside her, he now has the crowds full attention."Who are you?" A reporter asked."I'm Tyler Clamond Diatz" He replied and the crowd went wild, Emily's jaw dropped as she couldn't believe what she heard."Miss Hudson and I got engaged secretly, we wanted to make our relationship public after we have informed our families", He paused and stared at her before he continued. "The picture you see on the media was taken because someone invaded our privacy and we promise that we would let the appropriate authorities take action, the event has been shifted and our management will inform y'all about the new date, thank you for your understanding" He said. He held her hand and both of them walked away.Celine and Roy were so shocked, things didn't work out the way they planned it. Celine was fuming with anger, she quickly got into her car and drove off. She wanted to teach her arrogant and proud sister a lesson but never expected the heir of the Diatz company to arrive like a god and save her.Gracie was confused, she feels that Emily doesn't value their relationship anymore because she keeps hiding things from her. She hid the fact that she was in a relationship with Tyler from her and she also didn't tell her that Tyler is the son of Clamond Diatz. "I think she just found out now, just like us" she said to herself.Tyler and Emily drove off in his car together, There was silence in the car and it was so awkward. Emily was confused, she doesn't know if she should be happy that Tyler saved her from the crowd or be angry because he has been lying to her all this while."I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you like that" He said to her, he knows he owes her an apology. He wanted to reveal his true identity to her in a very peaceful way but decided to do it today in order to save her from the chaotic crowd. He tried to touch her but she avoided him, she didn't look at him or utter any word to him.He was still trying to get her to talk to her when he's phone rang and he picked it up."Where are you?, What is the meaning of this?, I want to see you at home right now!" His mom yelled over the phone, that was when he knew that he has created another problem.The 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