"LET’S FOLLOW their car," Jacob suggested in his tone full of worry as he looked at the car sprinting away from their direction.
Letting out a tired sigh, Michelle held him in his arm. Jacob turned to her with a frown, and she only shook her head.
"Let’s not be bothered about it anymore," she said, almost in a whisper.
Jacob’s eyes narrowed. He inhaled sharply and said, "They might use it for a headline."
"I’m aware of that, but we know we’re not doing anything wrong." She looked at the road where the paparazzi's car drove. "And even if we tried to follow them, their car sprinted away, and we’d just have a hard time searching for them."
Jacob massaged his temples and couldn’t help but wince.
"This will put you in trouble, Michelle."
Michelle nodded as she bit her tongue. She was all too aware of what would happen. Once their pictures came out on the news, her in-laws would be really ballistic
JUST AS SHE EXPECTED, the news about her having an affair went public the next morning. Michelle woke up seeing Ethan’s dangerous stare at her, so even though she had decided not to meet the trouble halfway, she could not help but feel anxious with the way he eyed her as if she was a terrible woman."What is the meaning of this, Michelle?!" Ethan roared as he stood next to the bed where she was sitting upright.Michelle almost jumped in her stance. Ethan’s voice was so loud, like thunder that echoed in every corner of her bedroom, and it made her feel nervous to the extent that she clutched her chest as she suddenly felt it was hard to breathe."I already told you last night. We didn’t do anything wrong, Ethan," she explained, but of course, with the looks of her husband right now, she already knew he would never believe her."These pictures are telling me otherwise!"
MICHELLE WOKE UP feeling light-headed. When she opened her eyes, the unfamiliar white ceiling was the first thing she saw. The air she inhaled smelled like a combination of a high-end air conditioner and medicine. She had figured out that she was lying on the hospital bed with the sound of the monitoring machine next to her.She gathered her strength and sat upright. Her eyes looked around the room. She was alone at the moment. Sighing, she tried to recall what happened before she got into the hospital. That’s when she remembered that she was supposed to get into a cab, but she felt so dizzy that she had lost consciousness.A nurse holding a monitoring sheet came in, and was surprised to see her awake. Walking to the bed where she was, the nurse checked the monitoring machine next to her and sighed in relief."I am glad you’re finally awake. How do you feel right now?" the nurse asked politely."Confused," Michelle replied, and suddenly felt t
EXITING out of the hospital, Michelle knew that she fucked up. She had fucked up in the worst possible way, and there was no way she could get herself out of this complete mess at this point in her life.Her eyes dropped to the paper bag that contained some vitamins and other prescriptions she had to take religiously for her pregnancy, but she couldn’t feel the happiness, despite the truth sinking in her head.A tear fell down her cheek, yet she was quick to wipe it immediately. Letting out a frustrated sigh, all she wanted was to get away. There was no way Ethan would accept this baby, and with the current issue she was facing after being involved in a scandal, she doubted if her husband would actually believe that the baby was his.The sun was just starting to dip behind the ocean when the cab she was in finally stopped at the beach in East Hampton. After paying for the cab fee, she exited it and let out a sigh as she glanced over at the crystal clear wa
IN MILAN, ITALY, SIX YEARS LATER,"You have a good taste in flowers," Michelle commented when a customer went in front of the cashier to pay for the bouquet of Camellias.The man, who looked very Italian because of his Roman nose and high cheekbones, offered her a friendly smile."It’s for my daughter. It’s her graduation today," the man answered."Wow, congratulations, Sir!" Michelle punched some buttons on the machine and said, "It’s only for ten euros."After paying for the flowers, the man said goodbye to her. Michelle’s gaze followed the man, and she couldn’t help but smile. One thing she learned as she observed the Italian locals was that they were fond of flowers. It was true that Italians were born romancers in their DNA, which was why when she came all the way here from the United States of America, she decided to open up a flower shop in a great spot where a lot of people would come and buy flowers.It
THE NEXT AFTERNOON, Michelle picked up Marsha in her school.Her daughter’s teacher talked to her for a bit, and told her a lot of great things about Marsha. Despite her daughter being so into games and anything physically fun, it surprised Michelle that Marsha was still excelling in academics. Since she was still five years old, Michelle didn’t want her to feel the pressure at all and she only wanted her to enjoy her childhood, like a normal child who could play and discover a lot of things at a young age."Here’s the invitation for the family day that will be held two days from now. I hope you and her father can come with Marsha. I am pretty sure she will be so happy to spend that day with both of you," said the teacher as she handed her an invitation letter.It didn’t take a while for their conversation to be dismissed as the teacher had to speak with other parents to inform them about their children’s class standing. Exiting out
MARSHA was so disheartened by the fact that she couldn’t spend the family day with her father, despite telling her that Jose would come as a replacement.That night, Michelle’s emotion welled up inside her. Seeing her daughter wanting to meet her father was like a nightmare for she knew that even if Marsha cried a river, her request would never be granted.Michelle couldn’t help but watched her daughter sleeping on the bed. Her tears rolled down her cheeks, and as she cried in silence she mentally shook her head. Six years ago when she entered a contract marriage in order to get away from her father’s mess and since then her life had changed. Admittedly, she had a great time with Marsha’s father. However, it was just a temporary happiness. What they had could never be permanent, all because it was only one unrequited love.For sure, Marsha would only get hurt. Michelle already harboured so much pain from her past and she could not a
THE NEXT MORNING, Michelle and Marsha prepared for the family day.They both wearing pink tees. While Marsha partnered it with a cute Barbie jogging pants, Michelle paired her top with a faded denim shorts and sneakers. She was almost done preparing the food they would bring for lunch when the door bell rang.“I’ll get it!” Marsha exclaimed and ran towards the door.Michelle only chuckled, her gaze followed her daughter who seemingly had a great mood today. It didn’t take a while for her to hear the familiar voice of Jose who greeted Marsha right away. When they walked into the kitchen, Michelle smiled seeing them holding hands. Jose was wearing a pink t-shirt too and he looked dashing in it.“Are you going to family day or some kind of photoshoot?” Michelle joked.Jose clicked his tongue and winked at her. “Stop drooling, Signora. Do you feel my hotness over there?”Michelle rolled her eyes. O
"KIDS, finish brushing your teeth and then wait for me. I will go to the faculty for a few minutes. We will go to the auditorium for your presentation after that. Your parents are excited about it!" the teacher said happily."Yes, teacher!" the ten little girls replied in chorus while brushing their teeth in front of a kid friendly sink.As soon as the teacher left the comfort room, Marsha looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was almost done, spitting the bubbles from her mouth and starting to wash it when her brunette classmate pushed her sideward. She nearly fell on the ground, if not for her other classmate who caught her.Standing properly, Marsha looked at her brunette classmate in confusion."Why did you push me, Bridgette?" her little voice asked innocently.The little girl, whose name was Bridgette, folded her arms against her chest as she rolled her eyes at her. Marsha frowned at that. As far as she knew, Bridgette wanted them to be