Chris stormed out of the casino, his anger boiling over like a pot left unattended. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Ed, Tris's father, had set him up, manipulated him.As he walked out into the cool night air, Chris felt a sense of betrayal wash over him. Chris's thoughts turned to his father, John, who was still inside the casino, oblivious to the drama that had just unfolded. Chris shook his head, feeling a mix of anger and disappointment. His father was so caught up in his own addiction, he didn't even care about his own son's well-being.But Chris didn't have time to dwell on his father's problems. He had a mission, and that was to win Tris back. No matter what it took, Chris was determined to make it happen.As he walked away from the casino, Chris felt a sense of resolve wash over him. He would do whatever it took to prove to Tris that he loved her, that he was worthy of her love. He would fight for her, no matter what obstacles lay in his way.The city lights blurre
Days had passed since the fateful night at the casino, and Chris's life had taken a drastic turn. He was no longer living in the apartment, having been kicked out by Anne's father, who had discarded him like trash. Anne herself had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with Chris, as if he had never meant anything to her.The pain of losing Tris still lingered, and Chris couldn't help but think about how his life had fallen apart. He had lost Tris because of Anne's empty promises, and now he was left with nothing.Sitting at his desk, Chris looked like a shadow of his former self. His eyes were sunken, his face pale, and his expression frustrated. He was lost in thought, wondering how his life had taken such a drastic turn.Just then, a colleague approached him, breaking the silence. "Hey, Chris, the boss wants to see you," he said, his voice neutral.Chris looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What's it about?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of wariness.His colleague
Despite Ed's denial, Tris couldn't shake off the feeling that her father was somehow involved in Chris's firing. But she didn't want to pursue the matter further, not tonight."I'm tired, Dad," Tris said, standing up from her chair. "I'm going to bed."Ed nodded, his expression neutral. "Goodnight, Tris. Sleep well."Tris nodded and turned to leave, but not before casting a suspicious glance at her father. She couldn't help but wonder if Ed was telling her the whole truth.As she walked to her bedroom, Tris couldn't shake off the feeling that her father was hiding something from her. But she was too tired to think about it anymore, and she just wanted to go to sleep and forget about the whole thing.Tris climbed into bed and closed her eyes, trying to push the thoughts of Chris and her father's possible involvement out of her mind. But as she drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but wonder what was really going on.The next morning, Tris woke up early and got into her car, driving
Tris arrived at Julian's apartment, feeling a sense of relief wash over her as she stepped inside. Julian greeted her with a warm smile, wearing an apron over his clothes."Hey, I'm glad you're here," Julian said, opening the door wider to let Tris in.Tris smiled back at him, feeling a sense of comfort in his presence. "Hey, thanks for letting me in."Julian chuckled. "Of course, I'm always happy to see you. Come on in."Tris walked into the apartment, taking in the delicious smells coming from the kitchen. "Something smells great in here."Julian grinned. "I was hoping you'd be hungry. I made lunch for us."Tris's eyes widened in surprise. "You knew I was coming?"Julian nodded. "Ed sent me a text saying you'd left early this morning, so I thought it would be nice to have lunch ready for you."Tris smiled, feeling grateful for Julian's thoughtfulness. "That's so sweet of you. Thanks."Julian smiled back, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Anytime, Anna. Now, come on and eat. I made
Anne stumbled out of the bathroom, her face pale and clammy. Her mother, Karen, was waiting for her in the hallway, a look of concern etched on her face."Anne, sweetie, how are you feeling?" Karen asked, helping Anne to the couch.Anne collapsed onto the cushions, her eyes closing in exhaustion. "I'm so sick, Mom. I just can't stop throwing up."Karen sat down beside her, stroking her hair. "I know, baby. Morning sickness can be awful. But it's a good sign, remember? It means the baby is healthy."Anne's eyes snapped open, a look of frustration on her face. "I don't care about the baby right now, Mom. I just want to feel better."Karen's expression softened. "I know, sweetie. Just try to rest, okay? I'll take care of everything else."Anne nodded, closing her eyes again. She could hear her father, Andrew, moving around in the kitchen, but he didn't come to check on her. Anne knew he was still angry with her, still disappointed that she had gotten pregnant out of wedlock.But Anne had
Chris stared blankly at the divorce papers in his hand, his mind reeling with shock and despair. He had been expecting this, but it still hurt like a punch to the gut.He thought about Anne, the girl he loved, and the baby she was carrying. He had no idea where she was or how she was doing, and the not knowing was killing him.Chris crumpled the papers in his hand, feeling a wave of anger wash over him. Andrew, Anne's father, was behind this. He had always been against Chris and Anne's relationship, and now he was using his wealth and influence to tear them apart.Chris's eyes stung with tears as he thought about his future without Anne. He had never felt so lost and alone.Just then, his mother walked into the room, a look of concern on her face. "Chris, what's wrong?" she asked.Chris hesitated, unsure of how to tell her. But then he just blurted it out. "Anne's father is trying to divorce us," he said, his voice cracking.His mother's expression turned sympathetic. "Oh, Chris, I'm
Julian walked into Ed's office, the sound of his footsteps echoing off the walls. Ed looked up from the papers he was studying, a glass of whiskey in his hand, and raised an eyebrow."Julian, what brings you here?" Ed asked, his voice smooth as silk.Julian took a deep breath before speaking. "I've been thinking a lot about our previous conversations, Ed," he said. "And I've come to a realization."Ed's expression turned curious, and he leaned back in his chair. "Oh? And what realization is that?" he asked.Julian's eyes locked onto Ed's. "I want to accept your offer," he said, his voice firm.Ed's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You want to accept my offer?" he repeated. "Julian, you've turned me down dozens of times. What's changed your mind?"Julian's expression turned introspective. "A lot of things, Ed," he said. "But mostly, it's Anna. She's been through a lot, and I want to be there for her. But I also need to think about my own future, and what's best for me."Ed's eyes narrowe
Tris stormed out of her room, her eyes red and puffy from crying all day. She was a mess, and she knew it. But she didn't care. She was too angry and hurt to care about anything right now.As she entered the dining room, she saw Ed already seated at the table, sipping his coffee. Tris felt a surge of anger towards her father. How could he keep Julian's departure a secret from her?Without a word, Tris marched over to the table and dumped her breakfast plate in front of Ed. The sound of shattering ceramic filled the air, and the servants rushed to clean up the mess.But Ed held up a hand, stopping them. "Leave it," he said, his eyes fixed on Tris. "I want to talk to my daughter."The servants hesitated for a moment before backing away, leaving Ed and Tris alone.Tris glared at Ed, her anger and hurt boiling over. "You knew, didn't you?" she spat. "You knew Julian was leaving, and you didn't tell me."Ed's expression was calm, but Tris could see the guilt written all over his face. "Ann
As Tris walked away from Chris, she felt a sense of closure and a new beginning. She knew that she had finally put the past behind her and was ready to move on with her life. Julian was waiting for her outside, a smile on his face as he saw her approaching. "Hey, how did it go?" he asked, concern etched on his face. Tris smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "It went well," she said. "I forgave him and we both got closure." Julian's face lit up with a warm smile. "I'm so proud of you, baby," he said. "You're an amazing woman." Tris blushed, feeling happy and content. "Thanks, Julian," she said. "I couldn't have done it without you." Julian took her hand, his eyes filled with love and adoration. "You'll never have to do anything alone again, Anna," he said. "I'll always be here for you." Tris smiled, feeling grateful for the love and support Julian had given her. "I know," she said. "And that means everything to me." They walked hand in hand for a while, enjo
As Tris thought about Julian's words, she felt a sudden surge of clarity. She realized that she had been holding onto her anger and resentment towards Chris for far too long."It's not his fault," Tris said to herself, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not his fault that my heart and life fell apart."Tris thought back to the beginning of her relationship with Chris. She had chosen to trust him, to believe in him. And when he had betrayed that trust, she had felt like her whole world had been turned upside down.But as she thought about it now, Tris realized that she had been just as much to blame as Chris. She had chosen to ignore the warning signs, to overlook the red flags. She had chosen to believe in Chris, even when her instincts had told her otherwise."I was just as guilty as he was," Tris said to herself, her voice filled with a newfound understanding. "I chose to trust him, to believe in him. And when he betrayed that trust, I felt like my whole world had been turned u
Just as the tension between Tris and Alex was escalating, Julian appeared out of nowhere, his eyes scanning the scene before him. When he saw Chris, his expression darkened, and he quickly moved to stand behind Tris, his arms wrapping protectively around her. "Anna, what's going on?" Julian asked, his voice low and even. Tris turned to him, her eyes welling up with tears. "It's Chris," she said, her voice shaking. Julian's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on Chris. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone cold. Chris held up his hands, a placating expression on his face. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble," he said. "I just wanted to start a new life, away from my family and all the drama." Tris snorted, her eyes flashing with anger. "You expect us to believe that?" she said. Chris sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I know I hurt you, Tris," he said. "But I'm not here to cause any more pain. I just want to move on with my life." Julian's arms tightened around Tris, holding he
Two days had passed since Tris and Julian's romantic night together. But now, Tris was feeling far from romantic. She was feeling weak and lethargic, and she couldn't stop vomiting.At first, Tris had tried to brush it off as exhaustion from taking care of the house. But as the day wore on, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong.Julian had been watching her with concern, and he had finally had enough. "Anna, we're going to the hospital," he said, his voice firm.Tris shook her head, trying to protest. "I'm fine, Julian. I just need to rest."But Julian was insistent. "No, Anna. You're not fine. You're vomiting and you have a fever. We need to get you checked out."Tris tried to argue, but Julian was too strong. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her out to the car.As they drove to the hospital, Tris couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What if something was seriously wrong with her? What if she was really sick?Julian must have sensed her fear, becau
Tris had spent all afternoon cooking Julian's favorite meal: roasted chicken with garlic mashed potatoes and steamed vegetables. She had set the table with candles and flowers, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.Just as she was finishing up, Tris heard the sound of the front door opening. Julian was home. She smiled to herself, knowing that he would be pleased with the dinner she had prepared.As Julian walked into the kitchen, Tris's heart skipped a beat. He looked tired and hungry, his eyes scanning the room for food. When he saw the spread on the table, his face lit up with a smile."Wow, Anna, you've outdone yourself," Julian said, his stomach growling with anticipation. "I'm starving."Tris laughed and playfully rolled her eyes. "Not yet, you're not eating yet," she said, teasing him.Julian raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "What do you mean? I'm famished."Tris smiled slyly. "I want you to wait. I want to make this a special night."Julian's eyes narro
Tris stood in the stables, her eyes fixed on Starlight, her beloved horse. She was trying to hold back tears, but they kept streaming down her face. Leaving the mansion, where she had grown up and shared so many memories with her family, was harder than she had anticipated.Julian had refused to let her sell the mansion, insisting that it was a part of her heritage and that she should keep it. He had also promised to keep all the staff employed, so they could continue to take care of the estate and Starlight.Tris was grateful for Julian's thoughtfulness, but it didn't make leaving any easier. She felt like she was abandoning a part of herself, leaving behind the only home she had ever known.As she stroked Starlight's mane, Tris whispered, "Thank you for waiting for me, girl. I'm so sorry I had to leave you for so long."Starlight nickered softly, as if she understood Tris's words. Tris smiled through her tears, feeling a deep connection to her horse."I'll be back, I promise," Tris
Days turned into weeks, and Tris struggled to come to terms with her new reality. She had lost her father, and with him, a part of herself. The grief was overwhelming, and she felt like she was drowning in a sea of sadness.As she wandered around the empty mansion, Tris couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness. She had never felt so alone in her life. Her father was gone, and her mother had been gone for years. She had no siblings, no close relatives. All she had was Julian.And Julian, dear Julian, was trying his best to be there for her. But even his love and support couldn't fill the void in her heart. Tris felt like she was just going through the motions, waiting for the day when she could finally find some peace.The wedding, which was supposed to be a joyous celebration, now felt like a distant obligation. Tris and Julian were supposed to get married in just a week, but Tris couldn't muster up the enthusiasm to care. She felt like she was just pretending to be happy, pretend
The day of Ed's funeral arrived, and Tris was surprised to see a sea of faces gathered to pay their respects. She had always thought that her father was a cold and arrogant man, and that no one would show up to his funeral.But as she looked around, she saw that she was wrong. There were hundreds of people there, all of whom seemed to have been touched by Ed's life in some way. Tris didn't recognize a single face, but it was clear that her father had made a profound impact on the lives of those around him.Tris felt a lump form in her throat as she gazed out at the crowd. She had been so blind to her father's true nature, and now it was too late to make amends.Julian, sensing her distress, wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. "I'm here for you, Anna," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'll never leave your side."Tris felt a wave of gratitude wash over her, and she leaned into Julian's embrace. She was so glad that he was there to support her thro
As they stepped into Julian's apartment, Tris felt a sense of excitement wash over her. It was as if no time had passed at all, and they were back to where they had left off.Julian smiled, his eyes roving over her face. "You look stunning tonight, Anna," he said, his voice low and husky. "That dress was made for you."Tris blushed, feeling a flutter in her chest. "Thank you," she whispered, her eyes locked on his.They stood in the living room, the city lights twinkling outside the window. Julian walked over to the window and pushed it open, allowing the cool night air to sweep in.Tris felt a shiver run down her spine as the breeze caressed her skin. Julian turned to her, his eyes burning with intensity."Come here," he whispered, his voice barely audible.Tris's heart skipped a beat as she walked towards him, her heels clicking on the floor. Julian's eyes never left hers, his gaze drawing her in like a magnet.As she reached him, Julian wrapped his arms around her, pulling her clos