Damien grunted, and his pleasure tore a cry from my throat. He whipped his face away from Vanessa to stare at me in shock. Then he called my name as he untangled himself from her.
The sight of them made me nauseous. I had to get away.
I shut the door and dabbed my face dry. Anger ignited next to the heartbreak. I would get Bonnie, we would leave and I would never see that unfaithful bastard again.
Mind made up, I hurried back the way I came. Damien’s voice echoed behind me and I ignored him until he grabbed my arm.
The suit I had picked out and carefully pressed was crumpled from their escapades. Vanessa sauntered over, unbothered, with her hair a mess.
“Celeste, please let me explain.” Damien begged.
I pulled my arm free from his grip. “I don’t want to hear it, Damien. There is nothing you could possibly say that will fix this.”
Vanessa reached us and tucked herself into Damien’s side. I could still see a hint of that satisfied smirk on her lips.
“I’m so sorry, Celeste. Neither of us meant for this to happen.” Her voice sounded genuine, while her eyes twinkled with glee. “Damien and I, we just have this connection—”
“Not now, Vanessa.” He interrupted.
Damien being with another woman just two hours before our wedding absolutely broke me. But Vanessa’s betrayal hurt, too.
“I loved you like a sister, Vanessa. How could you do this to me?”
She leaned closer to Damien. “Maybe you should have taken better care of your man, sweetie.”
Her condescending tone made my blood boil. I couldn’t believe I never realised how two-faced and selfish she was.
“Are you seriously saying it’s my fault you slept with my husband?”
Damien detached himself from Vanessa and reached for my hand.
“Look Celeste, if you’ll just calm–”
I stepped back, my voice rising to match my rage. “How long has this been going on? Since she started working for you?” They said nothing. “I can’t believe this!”
“I can explain. Please don’t throw our family away, Celeste.” Damien pleaded.
“You threw our family away when you slept with that backstabbing bitch. This wedding is not happening. I’m taking my daughter and I’m leaving.”
Damien shouted for me to stop and listen. I ignored him and hurried to the makeup room, my emotions in turmoil.
“Mommy, do you like my makeup?” Bonnie asked as soon as she saw me.
Kelly had done a great job. It was a pity it was all in vain.
“Yes, honey. It looks lovely.”
Kelly’s eyebrows furrowed.
“Mrs Kent, your eyeliner is smudged. Let me fix that up for you.”
“It’s alright.” I said as I grabbed my handbag and Bonnie’s hand. “You can go home now, Kelly. Thanks for your hard work.”
I left the confused makeup artist behind and made my way to the venue’s exit as quickly as Bonnie’s legs would allow. I needed to get out of here before Damien found me.
If he was even looking for me.
“Mommy, where’s your pretty white dress?”
“I don’t need it anymore, Bonnie.”
“Why?”
Her question shoved the knife deeper into my heart. I would have to explain to my daughter that our lives as we knew them were over. Our family had been permanently destroyed.
How do you tell a five-year-old that?
I took a deep breath. “Because Daddy and Mommy are not having a wedding anymore.”
“Why?”
I stopped and picked her up.
“Bonnie, Daddy did something bad with Auntie Vanessa.”
“What did Daddy do?”
Her pretty face was so innocent. I could never tell her the truth.
“It doesn’t matter, honey. But we can’t all live together anymore. We’re going home to pack our things and find a new home. Just the two of us.”
Damien may have destroyed our family, but I’d always be Bonnie’s mother and she’d always be my daughter. We’d start over together.
“But I want to live with Daddy and Auntie Vanessa!”
It felt like I’d been sucker-punched in the gut.
This final betrayal hurt beyond anything I could imagine. The child I cared for with all my being chose her father, who hardly had time for her, and her aunt, who never cleaned a single diaper or snotty nose, over me.
It was more than I could take.
Bonnie whined. “I wanna go down. I want Daddy!”
Damien and Vanessa had just come into the reception area. I let Bonnie wiggle out of my hold and watched numbly as she ran and jumped into Vanessa’s arms.
“Honey, are you sure? You won't get to hear a bedtime story from Mommy tonight,” I said, my smile feeling like a mask over the pain.
Bonnie just shrugged, like it didn't matter.
“It's okay, Mommy. Auntie Vanessa can tell me a story.”
“Fine, just don’t kick the covers off when you sleep tonight,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
I turned and walked away, my vision blurring as I left the wedding reception.
My suitcase bulged as I finished packing. But there were so many things I’d have to leave behind.
I took one last look at our bedroom. My stomach twisted as I wondered if Damien and Vanessa ever made love in our bed. If they hadn’t, they probably would now.
I slammed the door shut and dragged my suitcase downstairs.
My fingers trembled as I opened a little black box. The ring inside was the one I had been dreaming of for five years.
I would never get to wear it.
I left the ring on the coffee table, next to the divorce agreement I had printed and signed as soon as I got home. Damien would find them without a problem.
Leaving the living room, I dug my phone out of my bag.
6 missed calls from mom
Shit. I immediately called her back. She must have been frantic.
“Celeste, dear, what’s happening? Vanessa told the guests the wedding was off.”
The concern in her voice finally unleashed my tears.
“Mom, I’m so sorry. I should’ve listened to you when you warned me about Damien. I was so blind. So stupid.” My throat burned as I forced the words out. “I’m d-divorcing Damien. He’s having an affair, mom.”
The line was quiet for a moment.
“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart.”
The gentle kindness of her voice sent me into a sobbing fit. I wasn’t completely alone. My mother was still there for me.
“Don’t cry. It’s not your fault, you hear me?” She sounded stern.
I could only nod as I tried to calm down.
“I’m going to find that good-for-nothing bastard and make him regret the day he hurt my baby.”
The gung-ho determination in her voice actually made me laugh through the tears.
“It’s fine, mom. I’ve already signed the divorce papers and I’m leaving the house now.”
“Good. I’m proud of you, Celeste. You call me if you need anything at all, okay?”
I smiled, feeling a little less hopeless.
“Thanks, mom.”
I hung up and dried my face. If my family didn’t want me to be their wife or mother, then I would be myself. I had sacrificed everything for them, and they took it for granted.
It was time I rediscovered who I was.
With my suitcase in hand, I left my home of five years and I didn’t look back.
Damien’s povHours after my wedding blew up in my face, I was finally home. A stack of papers and the wedding ring commissioned from the top designers at my company sat in plain view on my coffee table. “I’m going to change into something more comfortable.” Vanessa said before heading upstairs.I walked over to the living room and flipped through the papers. It was a divorce agreement already filled out and signed. I couldn’t help but chuckle.Celeste was looking for attention.She was just a spoiled housewife. She’d be begging me to take her back in a couple of days when she realised she’s nothing without me.I tossed the papers aside and sunk into the sofa, exhausted. Today was a massive failure that hurt both my pride and my pocket. Celeste was always good at wasting my money, but today really took the cake.I sighed. At least Vanessa had handled announcing the wedding cancellation surprisingly well. I was happy to learn she had other talents besides incredible sex.“You threw our
Celeste’s POV This morning was bittersweet. I didn’t have to wake up before sunrise to press and lay out Damien’s clothes, get Bonnie ready for school, and do a million other things.But I was still heartbroken. I mourned my marriage and missed my daughter.The noon sun felt nice on my skin as I walked down bustling streets. I was paying Grace, an old friend from college, an overdue visit.I wished I’d made more time for her after I got married. We used to have so much fun.She had a keen sense for people, too. When we met Vanessa, she warned me something was off. I should have listened.Grace’s jewellery boutique came into view. She’d decorated it exquisitely, with stylish pieces of jewellery that sparkled under the lights. I stood outside the entrance and took a deep breath. I wanted to hide this shameful aspect of my life. But I knew I needed to rely on my friends.The familiar ring of the bell comforted me as I pushed open the door. Grace looked up from behind the counter. A del
Celeste’s POVMy stomach was in knots as I walked into the children’s ward at the hospital. I desperately needed to see my daughter and know that she was okay.I reached the room the nurse pointed me to and threw open the door.My daughter laid in the bed, almost as white as its sheets. I ran straight to her side. There was an IV drip in her arm, and she moaned with pain.“Bonnie? It’s Mommy. Can you hear me, baby?” I tried to keep the panic out of my voice.“Mrs Kent?”I turned to see a doctor speaking with Damien and his mother, Pauline.“Yes, I’m Mrs Kent. Are you Bonnie’s doctor? Can you tell me what’s wrong with her?” I asked her, ignoring the others.“Oh, your husband didn’t tell you?” I said nothing, and the doctor cleared her throat before responding.“Your daughter has acute gastroenteritis, most likely caused by the unhygienic takeout food she ate yesterday. She was severely dehydrated when your husband brought her in.”I blinked back tears. My sweet girl went through so
Celeste’s POVBonnie looked at me first then Damien. “I want Daddy.”“I want to be with Daddy and auntie Vanessa.” Bonnie blinked her innocent big eyes.Her words were sweet and naive. She’s only five years old, she never understood what her choice meant.But her childish words pierced my heart like a dagger.I squatted down by the ward-bed, forced a soft smile to Bonnie and made a last-ditch effort, “Sweetheart, come with mommy, huh? Mommy will promise you all the best things in the world.”Damien and Bonnie had been my whole world for the past five years. Damien betrayed me already, I can't afford to lose Bonnie anymore.Bonnie lowered her eyebrows and played with her fingers, “But Daddy has more money, he can buy me toys and Aunt Vanessa will buy me all the sweets. You only allow me to eat a little. And she never asks me to eat broccoli.”I opened my mouth to explain to Bonnie that I don't let her eat too much sugar and snacks for her teeth and health, but Bonnie’s following inter
Damien’s POVA storm thundered through my mind when I saw Celeste.Instead of going home and cleaning my house, she was grinding on those pimple-faced nobodies. They all wanted her, and she was shaking her ass, begging for it.She should have been on her knees, begging me to take her back.“What the fuck are you doing dancing with other men?” I shouted with barely contained rage, my fingers gouging into her flesh. She stared at me with her mouth open for a few seconds before her face twisted into a scowl.“Leave me alone. I’m having fun for once.”How dare she dismiss me?Celeste ripped her arm free and turned to the dance floor. There wasn’t a chance in hell I was letting her go back to slut it up with those losers.“Get your ass back here.” I spat through clenched jaws. “Now.” My fists shook at my sides as she ignored me.Fury flooded my veins. I grabbed her thighs and flung her over my shoulder in a flash. Celeste had been acting out way too much recently. It was time I reminded
Celeste’s POVI stood outside the civil affairs office, fidgeting with my necklace as I waited for Damien to arrive. He was already 15 minutes late.Last night gave me the final push I needed to finalise my divorce. Damien had acted completely out of line. I could still feel his kiss lingering on my lips.It made my stomach turn.The way he manhandled me and forced himself on me made me feel sick. It was like he thought he owned me. I was determined to sever any legal ties between us.I looked up to see Damien striding towards me. He wore rumpled clothes, a dark stubble covered his jaw, and his eyes were sunken.He must’ve had a rough night.“You’re late.” I complained when he reached me. He sighed. “Things have been difficult with Bonnie in the hospital and you off fooling ar–”I glared at him, and he stopped himself.Damien cleared his throat. “Things have been hard with you gone.”He stared at me with longing and pain written all over his face. A part of me felt gleeful knowing h
Vanessa’s POVDamien and Celeste’s divorce was the happiest day of my life. Finally, Damien was mine after years of pretending to be Celeste’s friend and sucking up to their little spawn.I hummed happily as I walked down a row of designer bags bathed in golden light. “I’ll take this one.” I pointed to a one of a kind clutch and the sales assistant ran off to package it for me. She left it with the numerous other items I’d chosen. “Would you be interested in browsing our scarf collection?” She asked.“Maybe next time. I have a nail appointment now. Have these delivered to my address.” I said as I left the store.My new life came with many perks, but Damien’s credit card was by far my favourite.I now lived with one of the most successful businessmen in the jewellery industry. Working didn’t suit my new status. I resigned from the company as soon as the divorce was finalised. I spent my days shopping and pampering myself. It would have been bliss if Damien hadn’t started pulling awa
Damien’s POV“For fuck’s sakes, I said I’m not in the mood.”I flung Vanessa’s hand away from me and got off the bed. She was getting on my nerves these days.“Damien, come back.” She pleaded.“If I only needed you for sex, I would have hired a high-class escort. Think hard about that. Although,” A leer curled my lips. “You’d fit the bill.”I surveyed her body. She had dressed to kill, and it would have normally roused me. I was just too frustrated with her to be interested.Her mouth fell open, color climbing up her neck and staining her face red. Then her face scrunched up, furious. Vanessa grabbed a pillow and flung it with force. It flew past my head and thumped against the door behind me. She groaned and buried herself under the covers.Buttoning my shirt, I stepped over the pillow and out the door.I headed to Bonnie’s bedroom down the hall. It was late, but her light was still on. Vanessa was doing a poor job of following the schedule Celeste included in the notebook.I snuck i
Celeste’s POVI had braced myself for the blow, but Bonnie’s outburst still felt like a sledgehammer to the chest.“That woman is not my Mommy!” Her shout echoed in the silence. My heart clenched as I turned to the stunned teachers.“Please forgive Bonnie’s outburst.” I said, voice steady despite my suffering. “She’s going through a difficult time, and I’d appreciate your understanding.”Lily pressed her lips into a thin line, brows furrowed.“Celeste, do you mind if I have a word before you leave?” She said, glancing at the girls. “Rachel, please watch them for a moment.”“Is something the matter?” I asked once we were out of earshot.Lily cleared her throat awkwardly. “I was going to call you to discuss some concerns I’ve had about Bonnie’s well-being that Damien and Vanessa have brushed off or ignored.”“Is this about them refusing to fetch her? I spoke to both of them about it but it was clearly in vain.” I said, shaking my head in frustration.“Unfortunately, that seems to be the
Third-Person POVThe golden rays of sunset stretched long shadows of empty swings on Saint Ambrose’s International Preschool’s playground. Bonnie sat alone, scuffing her shoes in the sand while everyone else left with their parents except her.Lily pursed her lips as she watched the girl. “Four days last week and it looks like today won’t be any different.” She tutted under her breath.She sighed and redialed Vanessa’s number, but the response was what she expected–endless ringing. She tried Damien’s again, but it was the same. No one was coming for Bonnie.“That poor girl is going to be here till dark again, isn’t she?” Rachel, one of the other kindergarten teachers, asked.Lily nodded, tapping her phone against her chin.“Why don’t you bring her to the reading corner? I’m still waiting for a student to be fetched, so at least she won’t look so pitifully lonely.”“How about I leave her with you and I go home at a decent time?” Lily asked, only half joking.“Fat chance.” Her colleagu
Celeste’s POVMy heart squeezed in my chest as dread washed over me.“What do you mean by ‘seriously injured’?” I asked.Damien sighed heavily.“Bonnie accidentally bumped Vanessa’s stomach, and she lost her mind.” He said, shaking his head bitterly. “She shoved Bonnie to the ground, skinning her knees raw.”How dare that woman hurt my sweet daughter?Rage burned in me like a furnace, but I kept my face neutral.“And you’re telling me this why?” I asked, feigning indifference. Damien fixed his pleading gaze on me. “You’re the only one who can keep our daughter safe. Please come home, Celeste.”The tenderness in his voice irked me. Where was all this concern when she was being brainwashed against me? It was too late.Vanessa was her mother now, not me.“Bonnie isn’t my problem anymore.” I said, tone harsh as a winter’s blizzard. “She prefers Vanessa’s abuse and doesn’t recognize me as her mother, so who am I to interfere?”His eyebrows creased, voice heavy with emotion. “Will you real
Damien’s POV“Oh, dear, what happened?” Bonnie’s teacher kneeled to examine her wounds. I glanced at my watch. Vanessa’s outburst had cost me precious time–I had a stop to make before I headed to the office.“She fell while getting ready for school, but she’s fine now.” I said impatiently.Lily gave me a pointed stare. “I wouldn’t say that. These wounds should have been cleaned and dressed straight away.”“I’m sure you can understand—I’m a busy man.” I said, jaw clenched.She turned to Bonnie. “Please go to the school nurse, dear.” My daughter nodded solemnly and limped inside.“Mr. Kent, I have major concerns about Bonnie’s care.” The teacher gave me a hard stare. “She’s often late for school, fetched hours after pickup time, and now you’re dropping her off in such a neglectful state.”Her accusatory tone sent a spark of anger through me.“That’s none of your concern.” Lily tilted her chin up. “Her academic performance is slipping, and she’s slowly isolating herself from her peers.
Vanessa’s POVI jolted awake, stomach rolling violently. Stumbling into my ensuite bathroom, I clutched the toilet seat, dry heaving until I felt faint.Morning sickness was a pain in the ass.I didn’t get a wink of sleep, and it showed. My reflection’s pale face and dark circles taunted me as I leaned against the sink. I clenched my teeth, knuckles white.It was all that thirsty slut’s fault.How dare she go after my man? Images of her throwing herself at Damien kept me up all night. She was ruining everything with her independent designer crap. My phone rang, and I wrinkled my nose when I saw the caller ID. It was Sasha–a friend I used to party with at college.“Vee! Why didn’t you tell me you were at the Mars party yesterday?” She spoke at lightning speed. “I saw your posts this morning. You looked fab, by the way.”I smirked at the mirror. Try as she might, she couldn’t keep the envy from her voice–this was killing her.“Oh, sorry Sash. I thought I’d see you there.” My voice was f
Celeste’s POVRyan let out a low, guttural moan as I clutched at his shoulders, straining against my seatbelt to close the gap between us. My body ached for him with an insatiable need.A blaring honk made us jump apart.“Get out of the road, you rich, entitled pricks!” A man hollered out of his window as he drove past.We watched him go before turning to each other and bursting into belly deep laughter. I covered my face, grateful for the excuse to hide my embarrassment.I’m certifiably insane for kissing him again.“Are you ever coming out from there?” His teasing voice made me groan internally.I peeked through my fingers. His hair was mussed from me running my fingers through it, and his lips were a scandalous shade of red from my lipstick.“Never.” I said, closing my fingers. “This car should come with a panty dropper warning label.”The engine roared to life as he chuckled.“So it was the sports car you found irresistible, not me?” The gaiety in his voice told me he wasn’t buying
Celeste’s POVThe car thrusted forward, pressing me into the seat. My lips parted as I watched Ryan maneuver the powerful machine with a casual ease.It was ridiculously sexy.He glanced at me before looking back at the road, a smile tugging on his lips.“You’re drooling, Celeste.” Celeste, last night wasn’t a mistake–at least not for me.His teasing simmered down after I shamelessly ignored those words he’d said so tenderly yesterday–but it looked like my reprieve was over.“This car is, uh, incredible.” I stammered, cheeks flushing. “I’ve never ridden in anything as luxurious as this before.”He chuckled, those dimples of his making my stomach flutter when it shouldn’t.“Wanna take it for a spin?”My eyes went round as I vigorously shook my head.“Are you insane? I’d never be able to pay off the repairs if I wrap a car like this around a streetlight.”Ryan’s deep, velvety laugh filled the small space.“What on earth are you doing with such a high end car, anyway?” I asked, curiosity
Damien’s POV“What’s an impoverished party crasher doing with a tailor-made sports car?” Contempt laced my voice as I eyed the beautiful machine. “Did you rent it or steal it?”Ryan was too busy brushing a thumb over Celeste’s hand and talking to her in low murmurs to respond. The intimate gesture ignited a furnace of possessive rage.How dare this loser touch what’s mine!“Get your hands off my wife.” I said in a low growl and yanked her towards me.Sudden pain flared across my cheek as Celeste dealt a lightning fast slap. I released her arm, and she glared at me with eyes full of venom.“I warned you not to touch me.” She spat coldly. “And get your head out of the clouds, for god’s sake. I haven’t been your wife for months.” Ryan stood behind her with the biggest smirk on his face.It was just begging me to knock his lights out.“Don’t look so smug, home wrecker.” I sneered. “Celeste is using you to make me jealous, and the sooner you back off, the sooner we can mend our family.”Hi
Celeste’s POV“Thank you for your blessing, Celeste.” Vanessa said in that sickly sweet tone of hers. “The four of us will live happily without you skulking around.”Grace gritted her teeth. “You are the most shameless, two-faced snake ever to crawl the earth.”“Don’t speak bad to my Mommy!” Bonnie yelled.Grace blinked in shock. When she recovered, she squatted down to her level.“Bonnie, your real Mommy is a good person who loves you more than anything in the world. Chasing her away is a big mistake.”The girl huffed. “No, she’s not! She’s boring and strict and never gives me what I want.”“Candy is yummy until your teeth rot. Takeout is great until you’re in the hospital with food poisoning.” Grace smiled gently, but her tone was firm. “Has Mommy ever forgotten you at school or made you sick? Think about it, love.” Bonnie’s light brows furrowed as she considered her words. A wisp of hope unfurled in my chest. What if she could get through to her and I wouldn’t be forced to turn my