Hannah"You handled that so well baby, I'm proud of you," Serenity Gils whispered into the ears of her lover. They where back in their hotel room now. Hannah was facing to the tall window that gave off a view of Everton though she was still shaking from the encounter she had with her mom even with Serenity hugging her from behind. "I just don't get it. She was never like this. Growing up, although she didn't say it often, I knew she loved me. When did they table flip? What did I do so wrong to make her hate to the point of wanting me, the kid she raised, death?" Hannah questioned, wrapping her hands over her body. Serenity released her hands from Hannah and walked round to face her. She took Hannah's face in her hands, pulling her face into hers and quickly pecking her lips. "You did nothing wrong baby," she uttered before pulling Hannah in her arms, her hands caressing Hannah's back. When she pulled back, she noticed Hannah's eyes begin to water. "You did nothing wrong. People chan
HannahHannah Morales woke up hours later to an empty room, the aftermath of her outburst hanging heavy in the air. She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of guilt settle in her chest. She hadn't meant to lash out at Serenity. It just happened, and now she regretted every word.She threw the covers off and got out of bed, her mind racing. She had to get out of here. Out of Everton. Maybe some distance would help clear her head. She staggered to where her clothes laid on the ground. She searched and hurriedly changed into a pair of jeans and a comfortable t-shirt, grabbed her suitcase, and started tossing the rest of her belongings into it. She zipped up the suitcase, took a deep breath, and walked toward the door.Just as she opened it, Serenity who had her back pressed against the door looking exhausted and worried, stumbled in. Hamnah froze for a moment, staring down at her tired lover. Serenity immediately rose to her feet, dusting her pants. Her gaz
HannahHannah Morales stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, feeling each part of her heart break into a million pieces. The small backpack she held in her hand suddenly felt as heavy as her heart. It felt like an eternity had passed in that instant where Serenity snarled her hand in her ex’s hair, pulling her closer and deepening their kiss.Hannah’s hand weakened and the backpack she held dropped to the ground, subsequently, Serenity pulled away her ex, a petrified look appearing on her face when her gaze locked with Hannah.“Hannah, baby, I swear it’s not what you think,” Serenity uttered in a shaky breath as she approached Hannah in quick steps. She tried to take Hannah in her arms but the older woman shrugged away her hands, turned to the side and wrapped her arms to provide shield from the pain that she currently felt.She should have known better. She should have known that it would be a matter of time before Serenity broke her heart. She should have known that someone like
** August 2000 ** Hannah Morales stared at her reflection in the mirror. Just a few minutes ago, three women surrounded her. Whilst one worked on her hair, the other applied a variety of products on her face which she had lost count of and the last woman arranged the beautiful white dress she had on. It wasn’t like the typical dress every girl dreamt of wearing on a day like this. This one was special and it meant the world to her. Her grandmother wore it. So did her mom. And now, she was wearing it. And she loved it. It was a beautiful dress after all, not adorned with extravagant pearls and whatnot. It was simple yet classy. And it was what the women in her family had worn on their wedding day, a day Hannah has been dreaming of. The day when she walked down the aisle, wearing the same dress her mother wore whilst she was minutes away from marrying the love of her life. Except, the man she was marrying wasn’t the love of her life. He was her friend and Hannah had a great am
** August 2000 ** Later that evening at the reception party, whilst their family ate, drank and danced, Hannah Morales sat at the far end of the table that was close to the musical set. It was an escape she needed after the ceremony and interacting with the invitees and to stay away from Austin. They might be married now, but she still deserved her free time. Especially as she pictured herself later tonight being intimate with him. And every other night after that.But her escape didn't last long because a voice sounded through the speakers, calling up the bride for the cutting of the cake and to have her first dance as a couple. Hannah acted as though the announcement didn't concern her. She hoped to get another five minutes to herself. But the MC spotted her and soon, she was joining Austin at the buffet table which carried a three-tier wedding cake and some macaroons.Hannah Morales met Austin behind the table with a forced smile on her face. Everyone had gathered round the tabl
** August 2001 **It has been exactly one year since Hannah Morales and Austin Jenkins tied the knot. She'd kept her promise to Austin and given him a chance, and the young man on his part proved his worth to her. He showed her love and treated her like a princess. At some point, Hannah's friends became envious of her because of how well Austin treated her.When Hannah lost her dad, she fell into a deep pit. It was a hard pill to swallow as one minute they were celebrating Easter together, the next minute he was coughing and he dropped to the ground. He was rushed over to the hospital and that was when the doctors informed them that he'd kicked the bucket. Hannah Morales could barely process the news. Her father was more healthy than a nineteen-year-old football athlete, so how on earth was he dead?Hannah had to step in and be there for her mom who was having a hard time coping with the loss of her husband and her personal ATM. If anything, Hannah needed her mom to deal with the pa
Fear and hope had Hannah’s good eye riveted on Austins’s chest. She counted. One, two, three… to fifty. There was not one rise or fall. Not one breath, not one beat. Austin’s eyes were open, but Hannah could no longer see the hard, brown that seemed to always look right through her.The phone felt heavy in her hand. Or perhaps that was the guilt weighing down on her. She should have called for help. She should have done something. Right? The problem was, it wasn’t only guilt she felt. There was something else there.An unmistakable feeling of freedom. A sharp, shooting pain caused Rebecca to gasp. Adrenaline began to wane agony set in. As the prickly fingers of unconsciousness began to pull her under, Rebecca quickly sent a text to the first person she thought could help, right before her eyes closed and she dropped to the ground.****"Welcome back" the voice of a young woman with chestnut hair, probably in her late twenties greeted Hannah Morales as her eyes fluttered open and she w
**Now**"Three! Two! One! Happy New Year" the cheers, and clanking of forks against glasses as well as the fireworks that shot up in the sky made thirty-nine-year-old Hannah Morales believe that the coming year held the best wishes for her.As she joined in, screaming 'happy new year' and hugging those closest to her, she knew in her heart of hearts that this year will be a good one. She looked up to the sky, dreamingly staring at the combustible device producing a striking display of light and loud noises that created a sparkle in her eyes."Happy new year Hannah" she whispered to herself and brought her glass of champagne to her lips. She smiled to herself, looking one last time at the display before following the small group that began walking back into the mansion. As she watched several couples smiling, some kissing as they walked back in, Hannah Morales felt her chest tight. It was such a pity that she could not experience something like this. "No, no, no. We're not doing tha