OLIVIAMarcus called very early in the morning asking if we were ready to leave. It was five in the morning when he called, and he sounded drunk. I didn’t know why he would be drinking when he still had medication to take. But I didn’t say anything because I wanted to see him for myself. also, it sounded like he was not alone wherever he was.I tried asking but he was already talking to someone else telling them not to touch something. Then the line went dead. I woke up then and packed the last of our stuff. We only had clothes, everything else burned with my previous home.When I finished packing, I ordered breakfast for us. I didn’t know what state the house was going to be in when we got there. There might not be time to get breakfast and there might be things to buy and errands to run. I wanted us to at least have breakfast before going there. Marcus said a car was going to be here around eight.Around seven, I woke everyone up to shower and have breakfast. “God! I am still feelin
OLIVIAIt has been a peaceful couple of months to a point that I even felt uncomfortable. Waiting for the other shoe to drop because knowing me, things like peace never last. I have been having these anxiety attacks every morning wondering what the hell the day had in store for me and when it ends, and nothing happens.I would sigh in relief and thank God I got through yet another day without any issues. “Olivia, come out! How are we supposed to help you pick a dress if you hide in there?” oh, I almost forgot lost in my thoughts that I forgot what we came here to do. These past couple of months I have been planning my wedding.With the help of a wedding planner and Lupita. Marcus didn’t want to wait long and so did i. I did say that I was living for today and I was happy with Marcus now and I didn’t want to wait for things to change again for me to live my life. So today, I was dress fitting but have been in this fitting room for almost fifteen minutes.Thinking about my grandma and m
OLIVIAAnger and humiliation were what I felt at that moment. What did the man take me for? A gold digger? If that were the case, then I would have taken half of everything Nick owned because we didn’t sign anything and he of all people owed me that and more after what he did to me. yet, I didn’t take anything.“if I was after Marcus’s money then I would have started with my ex-husband’s. I will have you know that I work hard for everything I own, I never asked Marcus for anything and never will. I have my own things and money. It might not be as much as he has but it is mine and I worked for it. I didn’t get it from anyone, it was not handed to me.”He laughed. “I didn’t come here for a speech Olivia and if that is how you feel. Then you will have no problem signing that document.” I was angry, very angry. I thought of just standing up and leaving him there but then I thought of that would just prove his point if I didn’t sign.“Give me a pen.”“Olivia, don’t you want to talk to Marc
MARCUSI cursed under my breath feeling angry. When I told Warren about Olivia, I didn’t do it because I looked down on her, I did it so that he heard it from me and not anyone else. The news about that incident were easy to find and I didn’t want it to seem like I was hiding it. Now the man used that to make my fiancé feel bad.He made her and her family feel small. And he made me seem like an asshole to the woman I was planning on spending the rest of my life with. I thought he was better than that, but I was wrong, he was an asshole who made my fiancé sign a prenup behind my back.“I will be right back.” I turned to leave; I couldn’t even look at Olivia in the eye after hearing what he did. No wonder she looked off when she came back, she was angry, and it was my fault. I got into my car and made some calls. Our wedding was in three weeks, and I was still dealing with family members who didn’t know their boundaries.“Where is Warren?” I called his guard; I wasn’t about to hide that
NICK“Olivia’s wedding is in two weeks.” I ignored Ethan, I knew he only wanted a reaction out of me, but I was not going to give him the satisfaction. “She looks happy, it’s been a while since I last saw her smiling so much. Marcus must be doing something right.” Still, I said nothing. “What do you think Nick?”I stood and went to stand by the window. We were in my office working on a deal. Since I decided to stop bothering Olivia while she was with Marcus, I threw myself into my work and have spent most days and nights in that office.It was starting to feel like before, when Olivia was in jail and all I could do was work. “Nick am talking to you.” he complained, I turned to him. “What do you want me to say Ethan, weren’t you the one who told me to let her be happy with Marcus, so, why do you care what I think about her wedding?”He just looked at me. “It’s okay to be upset about it man, telling you to stop bothering her didn’t mean you must forget her altogether. You have not seen
OLIVIAI hoped Nick would come home early today. He hadn’t been around much since he started working with my best friend, Sandra. Things had been hectic at the office, but I still hoped today would be different, seeing how it was our fourth-year anniversary. I also had big news; I was finally pregnant, and we were about to have the family we’d always dreamed of.I couldn’t wait to see his reaction when I told him, and I didn’t even want to think about my mother-in-law—she’d be thrilled. I’d call and tell her after telling Nick. I was sure they’d cut their trip short once they heard the news of my pregnancy.I hummed as I moved around the kitchen, cooking. I was happy, despite knowing things hadn’t been the same between Nick and me lately. I hoped that after hearing the news of my pregnancy, he would become the man I fell in love with again.Just as I placed the last dish on the dining table, the front door opened. My heart leaped with excitement, and I rushed to greet him. Nick was ta
OLIVIATwo Days Later“Lock her up, and don’t let her see the sun ever again. She doesn’t deserve it!” Nick barked at the New Village Town police. His eyes were cold as ice, filled with hatred. The officer roughly shoved me into the filthy, smelly cell before slamming the bars shut. I turned to look at Nick and Sandra. They stood together, looking like old friends... or lovers. She was why he had turned against me, though I didn’t understand what had motivated her. We’d grown up together, did everything together. We’d watched each other’s backs. And now she stood beside my husband as he threw me into jail for something I didn’t do. A few hours ago, I was cooking dinner for my husband, waiting for him to come home from work. Even after the incident with Sandra in the kitchen, and even though things had changed between us since Sandra came back, I still had hope that we could fix things. Then this happened.The way Nick had looked at me when he arrived with the police broke my heart,
OLIVIAAs I stood in the cell, my thoughts went to my grandma. What would happen to her now that I was locked up? My chest tightened as I thought of her and her fragile health. Hearing about my arrest might kill her.Nick turned to the officer. “She’s to have no visitors and isn’t allowed outside. Let her rot in this cell. She can die here for all I care!”My heart shattered into a million pieces. I felt hot and struggled to breathe. How was my grandmother going to know that I was all right if I couldn’t have visitors? This would kill her! My throat felt like it was closing, threatening to cut off my air supply. I wanted to give up so badly. But then I looked at the satisfied gleam in Sandra’s eyes. Determination flooded back into me. I wasn’t going to let that witch win. By then, I was drenched in sweat, my eyes wide as saucers. I was sure I looked pale as a white sheet. The nice policeman looked terrified. “Sir, she can’t breathe. Should I call the doctor?” Maybe I should tell Ni