Istand by the entrance of the elegantly decorated hall, the soft glow of chandeliers casting a warm light over the crowd. My heart races as I scan the room, searching for a familiar face. It has been too long since I last saw Casma, and the thought of finally meeting her again sent a mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through me.I know she'll be here because I made sure she was sent an invitation by the group. As I move deeper into the event, I catch a glimpse of her across the room. She is laughing with a group of friends or should I say old acquaintances because Clark is also standing with her, her smile bright and genuine. The sight of her brings back a flood of memories—moments of joy, laughter, and the undeniable connection we once shared. But there is also the weight of our past, the silence that had grown between us. Gathering my courage, I approach her, my footsteps echoing in the bustling atmosphere. When Casma turns and our eyes meet, time seems to stand s
Istand behind the counter of my shop, a wave of pride washes over me.Just a month in, and customers were already trickling through the door, each one a reminder that I am building something meaningful.I can feel the warmth of my accomplishment, the promise of a fresh start.My encounter with Ruine still lingers in my mind. I am still surprised, I didn't have a melt down right there, Infront of him. But I am proud that I held my head up high while I was trembling within.The bell above the door jingles, and my heart sinks as I look up to see Ciara strutting in like she owns the place.“Well, well, look at you, Casma. Nice little shop you’ve got here,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.I can see the smug satisfaction in her eyes, and for a moment, I feel the familiar anger bubbling inside me.She always had a way of getting under my skin, but I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.“Thanks, Ciara. I’m really proud of what I’ve built,” I reply, forcing a smile. I
I kneel down, I couldn't help but ask, “Is he your son?”Casma chuckles softly, shaking her head. “No, he’s my grandson,” she replies, her eyes sparkling with pride. The revelation brings a smile to my face. “He’s adorable,” I say, feeling a warmth spread through me. Relief. That is what I am feeling right now. But that didn't mean she is single.The little boy continues to giggle, reaching out to touch my face, completely unaware of the complexities surrounding us. Casma’s gaze lingers on me, a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes. It is a moment of connection, a brief escape from the chaos of our lives."Why are you here Ruine?" She asks"Well, I just wanted to see your place. It is beautiful by the way" I say with a smile."Thank you. I work hard for it"she replies proudly.That is my girl.I smile, "your designs?" I ask"Yep" she says and I nod."Why are you here Ruine? Why are you really here?""Like I said I wanted to see your place?"I repeat but she gives me a glare and I si
After leaving the place I knew I had to make things right with Casma, and the first step was to end his marriage with Ciara. I gathered my courage and filed for divorce, but I quickly realized that Ciara wasn’t going down without a fight. "What the fuck is this Ruine? We had an agreement. No divorce until I get my sister's company! I am not accepting this" Ciara yells following me around the house. "I want a divorce Ciara and Cecily left the company to me and my daughter. I am not just going to stand there and let you have it" I tell her."Oh. You can't take my money away from me. The company belongs to me!" She yells."Watch me" I tell her and leave the house. As I sat in his office, staring at the divorce papers, I could almost hear Ciara’s voice echoing in his mind. “You think you can just walk away from this? You owe me, Ruine!” Each word felt like a reminder of the battle ahead. I had to prepare myself for the emotional turmoil that was coming. Ciara was not just going to le
Istood there, my heart pounding as I faced Casma, the woman who had always been my anchor. The weight of my past mistakes pressed down on me, but I couldn’t let her slip away again. “Casma, please… put your last penny on me. I swear you’ll never regret it,” I said, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation and hope.She looked at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “You don’t understand, do you? Every time I let you back in, you break me a little more. I can’t keep doing this.” Her words sliced through me, each one a reminder of the pain I had caused.I took a step closer, my heart aching at the sight of her tears. “I never wanted to hurt you. I was lost, and I thought I could handle it alone. But I can’t. Not without you,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.Casma turned away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. “It’s not that simple. You can’t just come back and expect everything to be okay. I’m scared, Ruine. Scared of what you’ll do next.” Her vulnerab
As I stood there, the golden sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the serene landscape. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore created a perfect backdrop for what I was about to do. My heart raced as I rehearsed the words in my mind, each syllable filled with the weight of my emotions. I had been waiting for this moment, and now it was finally here.Casma stood beside me, her laughter ringing like music in my ears. Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of how lucky I was to have her in my life. She was my confidante, my partner in crime, and the love of my life. I could still remember the first time we met, how her smile lit up the room and how effortlessly we connected. It felt like we had known each other for a lifetime, and every moment since then had only deepened my feelings for her.As we walked along the beach, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, but the nerves were still there, bubbling beneath the su
Two years had flown by in a whirlwind of love, laughter, and unexpected twists. At 44, I had built a life I never thought possible—owning my own company, watching Casma thrive, and embracing the joys of being a grandparent. Her son was now married, and they were eagerly awaiting their second child. Life felt complete, yet the universe was about to surprise us both in the most miraculous way.It was a typical Saturday morning when Casma called me into the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the sweet scent of cinnamon rolls. As I stepped in, I noticed her expression—a mix of excitement and apprehension that instantly piqued my curiosity.“Ruine, sit down for a moment,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. I could feel my heart race as I took a seat at the table, anticipation building within me.With a deep breath, she reached for a small envelope and handed it to me. “I think you should read this.” As I opened the envelope, my eyes fell
As I stood in the living room of my new home, the sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. It was a vibrant tapestry of family and friends, each thread woven into the fabric of our lives. Today, we were celebrating not just the arrival of my miracle triplets—two boys and a little girl—but the love that had brought us all together.Ruine and I decided to name them, Kiara, Nikolai and ColeI could hardly believe that just a few weeks ago, I had endured the most brutal labor of my life. The pain had been overwhelming, but the moment I held my babies in my arms, all of that faded away. They were perfect, tiny bundles of joy that completed our family in ways I never thought possible. The boys, with their dark curls and bright eyes, were already showing their personalities, while our little girl, a delicate beauty, had a quiet strength that reminded me so much of Ruine.Now, as I looked around the room, I felt a surge of gratitude. My son and his
So Miss Dolan,this going to be your class. Both Juniors and seniors will be coming here for their class"the principal says as we come to a stop Infront of two class doors."Thank you Mr. Rivers"I tell him. For an Italian man,he does speak good English without the accent."Let us go inside and let me introduce you to the student"he says and I nodded asking him to lead the way.He opens the and allows me to enter,there was chattering inside but it immediately ceases the moment they saw us.People standing moving back to their original seats. Girls standing up from boys laps.Highschoolers"Good morning ladies and gentlemen"Mr. Rivers greets"Good morning,sir"they all say in unison. Yeah you immediately know they are Italian."This Miss Dolan,she is going to be your English teacher from henceforth. I hope you behave well and don't give her hard time"he says and they responded."Okay. Miss Dolan they are all yours. Good luck"he gives me a thumbs up and I nodded with a smile.I faced the c
Nine Months Later"Yes Anna,I just landed in Italy"I roll my eyes as I spoke to my sister on the phone."Thank God,we were so worried about you"she whines,"I am sorry again,it was an impromptu decision. I had to choose between Italy and Ireland. You know the drill"I tell her"I understand, just be safe and please call dad as soon as you get settled in your apartment. I love you"she says"Okay I will. I love you too"I tell her."Is that Aunt Piper?"I hear the voice of niece say and a smile immediately made it way to my lips."Yes baby,it is her. Didn't I tell you to wear your sweater? Your dad will be here to pick you up"my sister whispers to her. Then I hear mumbling and whisperings."Hi auntie"her cute voice comes through the phone."Hey my angel,how are you?"I asked"I am fine but I am going to Australia with daddy again. I miss you"she says"I miss you too. I promise to come and visit as soon as I can"I tell her"Okay. I love you. I have to go,I think daddy is here"she whispers
I just are at my new apartment,well it isn't mine really,I am staying with Kayden and his fiance until I graduate.I can't go back to my sister's old apartment,she is selling it. I have gotten all my stuffs from the place and already called movers for my sister.This week has been tiring,with my niece getting kidnapped and Jane getting shot,my mind is really tiring. I am glad she has woken up,I'll be going back to New York in three days time. I need to be there when she gets home."Are you settled in Piper?"Kayden asks from the door."Yes,thank you once again Kayden. I hope I won't be a problem"I say"No,Cole is fine. He is even excited you are here"he says"Okay"I give him a small smile. I am so glad he didn't blow up the night I told him I had sex with Dario.He rather comforted me when I cried into his arms. I don't know why but everything Dario did really hurt me.I may be going out of my mind but I think I was falling for him. Infact I already fell for him. I loved him and he hu
"You guys, I just got the activity schedule and I am so happy the school dancing and homecoming are two different occasions. So is the winter formal dance" Ivanna says happily."I knew you'd be happy. Only you enjoy make up and dressing up"Tarine says putting on her socks."As if you don't enjoy it too Tarine"she rolls her eyes."What is a winter formal dance?" I ask out of curiosity."Well it is like the debutante ball but more modern and classy"Tarine explains."Yeah and each year they hold a contest for the school's most eligible bachelor and bachelorette. Most of the time they are a couple and they get an all paid trip to Italy for the weekend"Ivanna explains further,"Reese and Myla have always won,but still people compete with them. I think it is just a scheme",Tarine shrugs."As if you didn't come first runner with when you two were together during sophomore year"Ivanna rolls her eyes."Ivanna! I told you not to mention his his in the vanity or two miles radius from me"Tarine
Fuck, fuck, fuck, I am cumming" I groan in my girlfriend's neck as she rides me into oblivion."Yes, baby come for, come and let me feel it" she moans throwing her head back.I grab her waist and pull into my chest and begin pounding into her. Reaching between us I rub her swollen clit vigorously and she screams."yeah baby, you feel me. You feel me fucking you like the whore you are"I hiss picking up my pace. Going faster than before."Yes, yes, yes ... Please" she cries out and her pussy clenches around me like a vase and her juice runs down my cock triggering my own orgasm.I fill her with my cum and kiss her deeply to keep her quiet.Not wanting my roommates to hear me fucking their cousin.After we come down from our high, I gently pull myself out of her and go into the bathroom to clean up.I wet a towel and go back Into my room and clean my girlfriend up."She came for cheer practice today"she says as I wipe the wet towel across her pink pussy."Who?" I ask"The girl you were
As I walked alongside Ivanna and Tarine the echoes of our footsteps harmonizing in the corridor, a sense of camaraderie beginning to form, the ordinary journey to my locker took an extraordinary turn.Amidst the rhythmic flow of students navigating the hallways, there he was - the dashing boy from the Sunday dining room gathering, Reese,his name was I presume, his aura commanding attention as he stood surrounded by his friends,the founders descendants, and girlfriend, Myla.In that fleeting moment of unexpected connection, our eyes locked and he bestowed upon me a playful wink. A rush of warmth surged through me, painting my cheeks in shades of scarlet, a visible display of the sudden rush of emotions that enveloped me. The vibrant tapestry of emotions - surprise, intrigue, and a touch of embarrassment - weaved itself into the fabric of that brief encounter, leaving me both flustered and captivated by the unspoken exchange.As I continued my walk with my roommates, the hallway seemed
"This is the hallway and our lockers are right here, the color of your locker depends on your house color. Which in this case is lilac." She says as we walk down the hallway.This place is mind blowing."Your locker is next to mine, luckily for you. We are going to be best friends"she squeals and stops beside a bunch of lilac lockers." This is yours, you can decorate it anyway you want. We also don't use keys, we use finger prints"she continues and shows me the entire process.After the process, she showed me my classes and time schedules.We walk across the campus as she shows me some other important places like the Library, football field, basketball field, lacrosse field, dance and music studio, art studio etc. She also shows me the resting and picnic grounds and out of bounds area.Finally we are going to our house."This is Alpha Beta Theta, boys house. That is Theta beta Phi, another boys hostel and that is Delta Phi" she points to the most gorgeous looking buildings I have eve
The following days at home were busy.My family, friends and I were running up and down, trying to pack everything before time.I had two interviews before I left. One with the dean of Crescent Academy and the other for my visa.All was a success and the dean was so lovely.Today is Saturday and I am leaving, luckily my flight was in the evening so I had more time to spend with my family.Now I am at the airport with my family and two best friends.I hug everyone as we haven't still stopped crying since dad drove us here.My mom takes my hands and kisses them,"My darling, as you embark on this new chapter, remember to embrace every challenge with courage and grace. You always carry our love and support with you. Shine bright, my child, and let your light illuminate the path ahead. We'll be cheering you on every step of the way."she says with pride and joy.Dad pulls me into a tight hug, I am going to miss his warmth already."Sweetheart, as you spread your wings to fly, remember that
Throughout our first lesson to the first break, I have been restless. The principal hasn't said anything about the winner yet and it is almost the end of school.As we settle into our third lesson, the classroom buzzing with the usual mix of concentration and restlessness, the unexpected sound of the principal's voice cuts through the air like a thunderclap. With a mix of surprise and curiosity, we turn our attention to the front of the room where the principal stands, his expression unreadable. As he begins to speak, his words hang in the air, each syllable heavy with anticipation.The moment of truth is here, my friends and I link our arms together and cross fingers."In recognition of exceptional talent and dedication, you all who participated in the exams did exceptionally great per the remarks of the Dean. But unfortunately only one person who worthy and chosen for the scholarship"he says and I gulp and he opens the file."it is my pleasure to announce that Annika has been awarde