Emily's POV"Good morning," I greeted, ignoring the tension in the room upon my entrance. Eric settled in a chair in front of the numerous delicacies that lay on the table while I stood awkwardly for a moment, taking in the layout. Cecilia, as usual, was seated at the head of a table with her nose raised. Alicia sat to her left while Eric sat to her right. The scene reminded me of how I stood awkwardly years years after preparing those meals while they left rude remarks here and there.Cecilia nodded in response to my greeting while Alicia scoffed softly, stabbing her food with the fork. Peharps, she imagined it to be my face."You can take a seat, Emily," Eric offered, drawing me out of my reverie. I blinked multiple times before returning a warm smile to him, suppressing the depressing thoughts.The looks on Cecilia's and Alicia's faces spoke more words than they would. They were beyond irritated by my presence, and they did not fail to write it on their faces."Thank you for you
Emily's POV"What do you mean?" I asked, feeling my heart pounding even in my ears.She was sobbing at the other end of the line."I don't know. She was with me in the kitchen in the evening, telling me about her day when she complained of a pain shooting through her ankle, and she suddenly sl-slumped!"I covered my mouth with my hands, feeling the intense pain and burden I had been carrying from the beginning of the day find expression in my tears."W-Where is she now?" I choked out, jerking to my feet and gathering my things without a second thought."She's at the hospital already, Emily. Are you sure we shouldn't consider what the doctor said the other day?" she asked with a shaky voice, and my heart clenched."I'll work it out!" I snapped, feeling defensive as I recalled the doctor’s advice.It sounded ridiculous to me that my own blood was not a perfect match for Mia, and we had to consider a donor that I had shut out of my life.I zipped my bag with hot tears streaming down my c
Eric's POVI silently observed the light atmosphere in my home for a couple of days as I hung around.My sister had been unusually bubbly, and my mother even had a small smile on her face.As we sat down for breakfast the next day, I couldn’t help but watch them laugh heartily over different irrelevant discussions.Lola suddenly burst into the dining room, her eyes teary."Babe, can you imagine that the designer for our wedding literally ruined my wedding dress?" she screeched, causing my brows to knit together in confusion. "What are you talking about?"She suddenly flipped her phone to my face, showing me the image of a beautiful dress that I had to admit was one of the most stunning dresses I had ever seen. She suddenly swiped it over to the next picture, and I was mortified by the disaster the dress had been turned into."How did that happen?" I asked, feigning concern for her, but I was actually concerned for Emily. Who could have done that to her?My gaze shifted to my mother a
Emily's POV"Anna, you don't have to!"She made a disapproving noise from the other end of the line."I got you into this. It is only right that I am there with you physically to give you the support you need."I shook my head, sniffling slowly."You're already supporting me enough, Anna. You're looking after Mia for me when I can't be there. I can't thank you enough for that."I heard her sigh at the other end of the line, and just as she was about to protest again, I continued."Besides, if you leave now to come over here, no one will be with Mia."My voice broke at the end of my sentence. I would not forgive myself if anything worse happened to her."Emily, you should tell Eric about her. He just might be the perfect match we have been searching for far and wide."My heart raced as she told me the bitter truth I needed to hear, but the scared part of me refrained from paying much attention to it."We will soon get a perfect donor that does not have to be Eric. If I, her mother, was
Emily's POV"The person who ruined the dress is..."My heart raced with both anticipation and relief as I stared at Eric, who seemed certain."The person who Collins points out," he said, nodding towards the man who walked in with him.I watched anxiously, partially expecting him to meet Alice, who was my greatest suspect. To my horror and shock, he walked in Trisha's direction."This woman, Trisha David, is the culprit," he announced, but I shook my head.It did not add up. Trisha was the warmest person who had worked with me at the Designers' Hub, and we had bonded well over the time we had spent together. The ruin of the dress had broken her as much as it had crushed me. She could not be the culprit.I stepped up, staring squarely at Collins."You must be mistaken, Collins," I snapped, glaring in Eric's direction.Was this another prank of his to get another of my friends in jail for what they knew nothing about?"I am certain of what I am saying," he insisted, glaring at Trisha, w
Alicia's POVMy heart skipped at his question, and I squirmed under his intense stare, but I hung my head confidently. "Trisha? Who is that?", I asked, staring right back into his eyes in denial, but his unwavering stare assured me that he knew what he was saying."Do you really want me to refresh your memory?"I rolled my eyes. "Yes, please. Tell me of this 'Trisha' that I don't know anything about," I spoke sarcastically, trying to wave it off, but within me, my heart raced. I hoped he had not figured me out.Trisha's delay in responding to my call already made me feel uneasy inside, and Eric's accusing stare seemed to be a kind of confirmation to my fears."Fine. Fine. I'll speak! Leave me alone!! I was sent by your own sister, Alicia, to ruin the dress. She sent me. She hates Emily's guts and hopes to make her pay for whatever reason I don't know. Probably because she wants to ruin the wedding she was sent to plan by having an affair with you!"My blood ran cold, and I felt like
Emily’s POVI sighed in perfection at the sight of the dress, which clung perfectly to Lola’s skin like a glove.The shimmery effect around the mermaid dress was just what I had envisioned it to be. Lola was indeed made to be a model, as her wearing the dress made her look like a masterpiece herself.“Oh my gosh!” she squealed as she took in her reflection in the full-body mirror that graced the living room walls. “This is so unique. What do you have to say, mother?” she inquired of Cecilia, whose eyes drooped at the dress.She had a permanent frown on her face as she stared down at the dress.Alicia, for one, had not said a word to me since I had stepped into the room, and I was very much relieved. I could, however, feel her eyes boring holes into the back of my head as I walked around Lola, taking note of the things that needed to be corrected.“What are these beads made of? They are not shining as brightly as I expected them to,” Cecilia commented, her eyes fleeting across the dres
Emily's POVI grabbed my hale and hearty baby into my arms as soon as I stepped into her ward, making sure to be careful with the medical cords that were connected to her."My darling!" I gushed softly, hugging her, and she giggled, hugging me with superior enthusiasm. "I missed you so much.""Mummy, I missed you too!" she squealed, her tiny arms wrapped around my neck. "I thought you would not come back, Mama. You stayed away for long."My eyes watered. I knew that I indeed deserved her accusations."I'm so sorry, darling. I had to work," I apologized, but she only pouted, crossing her arms on her chest."You always have to work, Mama, yet you rush down here when something happens to me. When will you stop working?"I smiled at her as she sulked."When I can give you a good life, baby," I cooed, and she frowned in confusion before beaming anyway."Okay, Mama," she said with an understanding nod. "The doctor said I can leave in three days. Will you stay here with me till then?"I bowe