Amelia's POVOne thing I have not expected all my life is to be married to one of the richest men in the states. I have seen this happen in movies and other foreign countries.At the same time, I never thought I would have such an experience for myself.I always wanted a fairytale life, yes. But never have I assumed marriage with a very rich man, someone average like Luke and not Ethan.These past years, I have heard about the Blackwood generation from the internet. I remember vividly the main owner and CEO of a company dying last year. I couldn't remember well but I know I heard that his only son would take over.Ethan Blackwood was the name I had heard people say over the news. How could I have thought I would get married to him, on contract? It simply means I would be a part of his wealth since I will give him a child, a son. It is unbelievable.&nbs
Tessa's POVWe have not heard from Amelia since a day after the wedding when we asked her to leave the house. Carl had walked around in search of her, hoping to find her. Most times he stays awake at night, expecting her to walk in. I, myself, wish he would not see her again, not now or forever.I wanted to wake up one day and see her on the television screen as dead. I want to hear if she was hit by a truck, or a train. Even a car, so long she dies. This is what I want.Amelia was birthed by mistake and I do not hate her, but I see her as a mistake. All her years of growing as a woman, the neighbours chose her over Scarlett and Scarlett ended up sulking.We watched her leave the house after seizing her cards and car. She had sobbed with mucus flowing from her nose to her upper lip, looking at her sister and ex-fiance with hateful eyes. She left without taking an
Amelia's POVThe day I will be called, "Mrs. Blackwood," after weeks of anticipation finally arrived. Ethan has asked severally if I still needed something for the wedding days before today and I told him I don't. The money he had sent to me was more than enough to prepare for a court wedding. I had purchased a very expensive outfit for the day, with a silver slipper to match.Ethan made plenty of calls days ago, booking the services of the best hairstylist and makeover artist for the day. I was still in bed by this time, the wedding will begin in five hours and I am very nervous.I woke up with a nervous feeling, holding my stomach at intervals and getting encouragement from my husband-to-be. He had walked to my room the moment he heard the faucet from my bathroom squeak."Relax," he said to me and I smiled at him, displaying my set of teeth at him. He smiled at me, w
Ethan's POVAmelia looked stunning in her dress and I couldn't help but blush on her behalf. It is a woman's thing to get flattered and I don't know if Amelia was flattered but I was. I wanted to whisper into her ears and tell her how beautiful she looked in her dress.I prescribed the perfect boutique for her shopping. I gave her about three to four places to shop just in case one of the boutiques is not up to her taste. Amelia thanked me profusely that night and I got irritated, asking her to stop. What woman has such humility? Besides I would be her husband very soon and it is my duty to see to her needs.She asked if I would like to see what she had bought and I obliged, saying I will, but on the day of the wedding.I had walked into her room to see the outfit on her bed and I admired the beautiful piece at the moment. She finally got to wear the dress and I saw he
Scarlett's POV*Days agoI woke up that morning to see Luke still laying in bed. I smiled to myself and kissed him on his lips, slightly. He smiled back at me in his sleep and turned to the other side of the bed."How are you?" I asked him, whispering, kissing him again and he dragged me to himself where we stayed for sometime. We finally got entangled and drifted to our sleep again in each other's arms. It was finally dawn and Luke left for work, I was left at home, alone. Mother had called saying she will come over to my house to see me that weekend. I was happy to hear from her and anticipated her arrival and prepared ingredients for her favourite dish.However, things changed when I came across the unbelievable._The same afternoon, I sat on the couch in our living room, watching my favourite television program when the power supply got disconnected. There was l
Amelia's POVI had stayed back at home all these while, doing nothing serious with my life. A part of me would like to work, and another would like to sleep all day. I can say Ethan is the best husband ever, I do not love him yet and yet he treats me so well. Almost like a queen.Our honeymoon was an adventure, a great one at that. We didn't get to do anything under the duvet but yet, I can proudly say I enjoyed every bit of it. The discussions in bed, television programs and outings all through the days of our honeymoon. Ethan had walked back into the house on a Saturday with packs of dresses for me."Why did you do this?" I had questioned him and he smiled at me, calling me a local woman. It sounded very funny and true because I knew almost nothing about being romantic. I always knew something about romance, but not after my experience with my ex fiance, Luke. I thanked him profusely that nigh
Amelia's POVEthan left for work this morning, saying he has a meeting with Mr. Robert and the other men whose names I was not aware of. I woke up just now and I saw that there were plenty of notifications on my phone. Most of the updates are still from the wedding held at the court about a month ago.I checked my inbox to see a text from my sister and I was angry. I was annoyed at her guts and effrontery to still send a text to me after all she has done to me. She had sent me a text and friend request on Facebook about last week and I declined the request, ignoring her text.Now, what? She thinks she can walk into my life again to gain my trust after stabbing me at my back. "Hi, Amy," the content read, the same thing she had sent last week. I was frustrated and I ignored her messages again, walking to the bathroom to empty my bladder. Pamela walked into the room at the noise of the tap running, askin
Carl's POVI watched the news unfold right before my eyes. What does this mean? I ask myself, looking at the screen of Scarlett's phone. Tessa had left for the kitchen sometime ago to get a smoothie for herself and juice for me when I heard a car pull up at my parking lot. I got up to look through the window and know the right move just in case we are being attacked.We still owe a certain amount to the organization we took a loan from and they have threatened that we complete the payment soon before the unspeakable is done. It was a relief seeing Scarlett walk into the house and I came to her for a quick hug when she avoided me, shoving her phone into my right hand."Scarlett," I called her before staring at the phone. Whatever had made her avoid my hug has gotten to be a serious matter. I looked at the screen of her phone, seeing my younger daughter's picture. She is tagged as married and her husban