Snow "That was very stupid of you." "I know." "You could've gotten killed." "I know." "I'm not going to help you with this." He shakes his head in disagreement. "Please James." I plead. "Maybe you don't remember what I said to you while we were dating and when I broke up with you," That hurt a bit. "But I'll say it anyway, you cannot put your life on the line for a story. Those people probably tested that drug on you. If they find out that you're remembering your past, they'll come for you and they'll kill you." "But-" "No buts, Lily. Leave this for the police and stay safe. I'd mostly stay indoors if I were you. In fact, that's what you should do." "See, the police are already on the case but there are loopholes. I can help them but they won't let me. I want to finish this on my own. I will finish what I started." "Then I won't help you." I hold his wrist when he gets up to leave. I give him pleading eyes. He shakes his head and walks out of the bar. "Stay safe Lily." He sa
Cody "Why are we here? I thought I told you I'm not coming back." "I want you to listen to me." "Listen to what? Whatever you have to say, doesn't matter now after a month. I'm not hearing any explanations." She argues. After I rescued Snow from those goons that tried to hurt her, we sat in the car in uncomfortable silence. Then she talked and it escalated into an argument. Every point she stated hit me like a blow to my stomach because I was guilty. I couldn't deny it. When Sam and Lee left the office, I just decided to see Snow and talk to her. And maybe, just maybe, when I accept the fact that I'm in love with her, she'll run into my arms. I asked Joseph about the whereabouts of Snow and he told me. On my way to her location, I saw her being carried into an alleyway by a group of punks. Then I helped her and brought her home. "Cody, take me back to Sam's. I have a boyfriend now. And that's Lee." "I'm aware of that. Don't rub it in my face." I mutter but she hears me. "So you
Cody “I don’t like you.” Snow responds too quickly. “And yet you’re here listening to me.” “I’m here because you won’t let me go. I don’t like you.” She retorts. “Do you like Lee?” “I like Lee.” “Do you really like him? I’m looking out for my little brother.” “You’re looking for a way to get me. I really like Lee, Cody. Feelings don’t just happen. They grow as you get to know someone.” “So what I’m hearing is that you don’t believe in love at first sight?” I shift towards her. Biscuit jumps off her lap and runs out. “Don’t twist my words. I never said that. I like Lee. Period.” She folds her arm over her chest with a scowl. Why is she so stubborn? “Honestly, I’m jealous and I'm trying to have you for me. At the same time, I’m saving my brother from a heartbreak. Lee isn't the kind of person that settles down with one woman. But maybe he likes you. I don't want him to go through what I went through.” “I won’t break his heart. And you should know that you’re a month late.” Sh
Snow I run after Cody after he leaves me flustered on the couch with a red face. Meeting him at the staircase, I call his name to stop him from climbing up. He turns around with a smug grin tugging at his lips. "Please don't tell Lee or Sam or anyone that I was attacked today." "Why not?" He frowns. "They'll stop me from doing what I'm doing. And don't ask me because I won't tell you what it is." "Then I won't ask. But at least the police need to know." I raise a brow. "Are you sure you won't ask?" "Why bother if you won't tell me?" He rolls his eyes. "I'm not going to waste my time forcing that out of you. You'll come to me and you'll tell me all by yourself." The nerve he has to sound cocky. "That's not gonna happen. Just don't tell anyone. Maybe you can tell the police that I almost lost my life today, but don't tell them I was wondering around looking for–" I instantly clap my hand over my mouth and Cody snickers. "I told you you'll spill. Just let me know when you're read
Snow “Oh really?” I laugh nervously. “Snow, I know you have feelings for Cody. The way you looked at him confirmed it.” “What? No.” I quickly deny. “Don’t act Snow, I know you like him.” I sigh in defeat and look straight ahead, leaning against the handrail. “Yeah, I like Cody. He’s even told me that he likes me. But I'm not sure if I should believe him.” “Why not?” she knits her brows together. “Cody told me about his feelings for me months ago. But he also said that he was fighting it and that if I had any sort of feelings for him, then I should fight it too. And I did, because why should I have feelings for someone who's fighting the feelings he has for me? And now that he has stopped fighting what he feels for me, I'm not sure if I should also stop fighting.” “Because you're afraid of getting hurt.” Kylie finishes for me, I nod in agreement. “Snow, you don’t have to think too much about this. Just follow where your heart leads you. Do you know why, I'm not in a relationship?
Snow “I’m not just going to sit back. If the pool wasn’t filled, I would’ve died. This is my life were talking about. Kesha needs to be arrested for what she did to me.” Cody heaves a deep sigh and moves towards my bed. “You guys have to believe me.” Tears start falling down my cheeks. “Snow,” He begins, “We need to let the police know what’s going on. This is the third accident.” “Third?” Lee and Sam turn their heads to look at him. I shake my head vigorously when his eyes meet mine. “Yes, third.” He confirms. He cuts me off before I’m able to deny. “Snow got attacked the night before and almost got killed if I hadn’t been there.” “What?” Lee exclaims. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” “You’re not supposed to know.” I answer in a whisper. “You’re supposed to tell us, we’re supposed to be protecting you. If you don’t tell us this, how are we supposed to be doing that?” Sam scolds. “Did any of us do something to make you not tell us?” Lee asks sadly. “No. You didn’t do anythi
Cody I head straight to Kesha's apartment. How could she? Is she going to keep doing this? She is indeed crazy. I need to find a way to end this before it gets out of hand. "Kesha?" I bang on her door and within minutes, she lets me in. "I was wondering when you'd come to me." She says with a smirk. "You pushed her off the balcony into the pool." I roared. "She is a little snitch." She cackles, looking straight at me. "Is that the only thing she told you?" I follow her to the kitchen. "Are you going to stop blackmailing me?" I ask her with a hard tone. "If she plans on staying away, then yes. But if she doesn't, then I'll make sure she does." "You stay away from Snow. She has done nothing wrong." I warn her. "Having feelings for you is what she has done wrong." She mumbles and sips her coffee. "She's not your type Cody. Can't you see that?" I roll my eyes. "Look at me. I'm perfect for you." "You're crazy. What is it that you want? Money?" She throws her head back and laughs.
Snow “Cody, you never told me about my job.” He looks up at me from his food. “Your boss is an asshole and so is your co-worker.” “And you didn’t think to ask me first?” I raise a brow at him, gently placing down my fork. “You don’t need a job, Snow.” “And why not?” I narrow my eyes at him. “Because you don’t need it. You can ask me if you need something.” He says and picks up his glass of juice. “Don’t be ridiculous. I want to work. I want my own money, not yours. I’m not your wife or your girlfriend who can depend on your for her needs.” He smirks at me. “Cody, I’m serious. If you don’t want me snooping around because I’m idle, then I’ll have to find myself a job.” “I’ll let you work with the Police, if you agree not to do anything stupid. You’ll be under their protection at least.” He says after deep thinking of what I said to him. I beam at him. “Are you serious?” he nods. “Well, I wanted to work alone, but I’ll take it. Thank you so much, Cody.” “Don’t mention it. What w
Snow “So as I was saying,” I continue after, putting the phone on charge. “Carlos loves you and I’m pretty sure he’ll do anything to be with you.” Miranda gasps. “You really think so.” “I know so. Teenage love is easier to identify. So beautiful and tenderly, so kind.” I sigh dramatically and we both burst into laughter. “Ok. Now I’m starving. Let’s go and find the girls and then later, we have breakfast. If my stomach rumbles again, don’t let it surprise you when I head in the direction of the breakfast lounge.” Miranda giggles and we both head out. I ask her to try calling Daya before we went to her room in the hotel. Then we bump into Cody. Miranda gasps dramatically. We gaze at each other for a while before she walks away, still giggling. Then I turn to Cody and raise a brow at him. He smiles at me and pulls me back into a my room. “What are you doi-“ He covers my mouth before I’m able to finish my sentence. Then he smashes his lips on mine, kissing me with need. He swallows my
Snow The days went by quickly as we prepared towards the wedding. Everyone was present a week before the day of the wedding. My aunt and uncle, Andre, Cody and Lee, Serena and some other friends of Cody and I. Daya and the planner triple checked everything to make sure that the decorations, food, my wedding dress, Cody’s wedding tuxedo, invitations and everything else was on point. The guests had already started arriving. Cody and I were grateful to see those who could make it and we kept expecting more of our guests to arrive. Inwardly, I was very happy that Ruby was being helpful. Lee planned pre-wedding celebrations for Cody and I to have fun before the day of our wedding ceremony. Dave, Daya’s husband joined in on the fun. I had my bridal shower three days ago and it was lovely. I had lots of fun with my family and friends. Knowing Lee, it was wild as it was expected, but we didn’t mind. On the next day, there was rehearsal dinner. It also went on smoothly until Lee started firew
Cody “Serena, have you made reservations for lunch?” “I have, Mr. Wells. I wasn’t sure of what to do since Mrs. Wells isn’t here so I just made reservations for two.” “Can you cancel? And did you just call my fiancé Mrs. Wells?” I look up at her, a smile creeping on my lips. Serena smiles and nods. “Mr. Wells asked me to call her that since you’ll be married in the next two months. In his words, ‘It wouldn’t hurt to start calling her Mrs. Wells. Those two were practically married before Cody decided to make it official.’” I chuckle. “Lee said that?” “He did, Sir.” She answers. “Alright. Just cancel my plans for lunch. I’ll be spending my lunch break talking to Snow.” “Or instead of cancelling, Lee and I can go and have lunch together. Just the two of us. That isn’t a bad idea, right?” “Of course not. Not at all.” I wink at her, making her blush. She excuses herself and exits my office. Before I hired Serena as my assistant, she was a waiter at Duquette’s café. My secretary wh
Snow "We're here Daya." I say happily settling down on my bed in our hotel suite. "That's great. You're at the hotel right? "Yeah." "I'm sure you'll find Carlos wondering around with his grandmother. If you do, let him drive you to Marco's Pastry Place. But if not, let me know. I'm kind of busy here at the bakery so I'll see you when you get here." "You're busy this evening?" "Yeah. Dave's father is hosting a small party for his friends and I'm in charge of the food. I need to get everything done on time. Then we can hang out afterwards." "Sure, but which of his grandmothers is he here with?" I try to hide the panic in my voice. Daya laughs. "That'll be a surprise for you." "A cruel one if it's Ruby." She bursts into laughter again. "Alright. I'll see you and Miranda when you get here. Have fun." Then she hangs up. "Andy." I call out. "Yes Mom?" " I just called Daya. She said Carlos is around. You can call him if you want." "I've already done that, he'll be here any seco
Snow A year ago, we went on a vacation in London where we met with one of Cody’s old friends and his wife and children. Mr. and Mrs. Robinson are really nice people that welcomed us warmly. It was a very nice experience, spending a week with them. Not to mention that Miranda had a great time with their son Carlos who’s three years older than her. Though she hates to admit it, she did have a lot of fun in London and I’m certain Carlos and Miranda contact each other. Mrs. Daya Robinson, a renowned baker in London and one of the owners of Lena’s Bakery all around the country. She manages the bakeries with her brother, Marco Sanchez. Daya was very friendly and we got along so well. Especially after I found out that her mother was someone I’ve been trying to track for a long time and almost got killed by her but she let me go for unknown reasons. Ruby Crest, the black tigress, a very fierce woman. A mafia empressMr. Dave Robinson, the CEO of Robinson Industries. He’s such a handsome man
Snow “Miranda?” I knock on her door. “Can I come in?” I ask softly. The door opens and Miranda looks up at me. “You can come in.” She opens the doors wider and lets me in. I walk to her desk and have a seat on her chair. “Is there anything I can help you with, Mom?” “I wanted to talk to you.” “Come have a seat on the bed with me. It’s good that you brought this up.” I look at her with furrowed brows. “It is?” I ask her and she nods. I sit beside her on the bed, kicking off my shoes and crossing my legs so that I’m sitting opposite her in the same position. She urges me to speak and I continue but then I ask her, “what is it that you think I’m bringing up here? I want to be sure that we’re on the same page here.” “Aren’t you here to talk about us? You and I?” She waves her finger between us. “I am.” “Let me apologize first. I’ve always wanted to but I didn’t know how to bring it up.” “Don’t worry about that Miranda.” “No. I want to apologize for my attitude towards you. I’m r
Cody “Hey Dad.” “Miranda?” I look up at her as she enters the study. “I was wondering if I could sleep over at Jessie’s place tomorrow night.” “A sleepover? I don’t mind. But your Mom and I were also planning on spending the weekend together at the lake house, where we’re planning the wedding.” “I don’t feel like going Dad.” Miranda tells me in a soft voice. “I understand but you have to be there. You don’t want to be left out, do you?” “Please Dad.” Miranda begs. I sigh. “I’ll let Snow understand that you want to have a sleepover at Jessie’s place. I’m sure she won’t mind. Will there be other girls?” “It’s just Jessie and I.” She replies softly. “Then I’ll have Joseph drop you off tomorrow after school.” “Thanks Dad.” “Don’t mention it. I just want to see you smiling always and since Jessie makes you smile, that’s just what we need. Know that Snow and I love you very much.” “I know. You say it all the time.” Miranda replies and walks out quietly. It’s been three years s
Snow "Miranda has been kidnapped." Andre says. "What? How?" I ask him, letting him in. "Cody!" I call out. "Andre? What is it?" "We've been trying to reach you two but your phones were off. We were able to track your last known location and I remembered your parents live here so I came as fast as I could. Miranda was kidnapped yesterday after school. Detective Parker is looking for her now." "Who do you think took her?" Cody asks him. "Kylie is off the grid which means that she probably took Miranda. A picture of Miranda, tied up in an old warehouse was sent to Sam." Andre explains to us. "Let's go. No time to pack up." Cody says. We both run upstairs to get our phones while Andre leaves ahead of us. Then we make sure to lock the house and leave. Cody drives us back while I try to call Sam. Fifteen missed calls from her, Lee and Andre. I suddenly feel bad. If only we didn't decide to get drunk, we would've heard about the news and be there with Sam as the police search for Mir
Snow "Oh my God. My head hurts." I cry out loud and wince. My own voice piercing my ears, worsening the pain in my head. "This is the worst hangover I've ever had." Cody whispers. "No one has ever had a great hangover. But I agree, this is the worst. We should keep whispering. At least our voices won't worsen the pain." Unable to get up, Cody and I crawl to the kitchen. I spot the camera still secured in its corner. "How we managed to not break the camera is a miracle." I whisper "Indeed." Cody laughs and winces. "My throat hurts so bad." "Me too." We crawl to one cabinet in the kitchen which was thankfully located within our reach. Cody pulls out the first aid kit from the cabinet and I search for aspirin in the kit. Sitting on the ground, we take in the aspirin, slowly get up and fill glasses with water. We gulp it down and sit on the ground again. "I can't wait to watch what the video of what we did while we were drunk. My entire body hurts." I say to Cody "My arms hurt so