Anastasia Arlington was not the same woman she had been when she had first met Vincenzo . She had grown to become someone strong who people looked up to . She was not the naive wife who had married him because she did not have any other choice . She was the face of his company . The company that had been in his family for years was finally hers . She had not let love define her and blind her . Only she could think about things of the best interest to her and taking the company was what she needed . Not because sye loathed her husband or anything but to be quite fair he had robbed her of the perfect fairly tale. Did the perfect fairytale exist ? She heard a knock on her door and wondered who it was when she did nit have a meeting scheduled. "Vincenzo what a nice surprise , I thought you had chemo right now ?",she asked him as she stood up . He looked disheveled, no longer the man she had once married . The man that every woman in New York wanted to be seen with . Now he was scrawny and looked like each breathe would surprisingly be his last . "I was headed there until I got the news that you bought shares and threw me out of my company ",said Vincenzo and Anna just chuckled .
View MoreVANESSA'S POV. The silence in the car as we drove over to Austin's house did not bother me. I did not know how I was even going to tell him. I was pregnant.I didn't know how he was going to react. I knew what my choices were but they were not what I wanted. I had never been in such a position before so I had no idea what to do. I had never even thought I would get pregnant, to begin with. I had turned into what I had hated. I had turned into my mum and I hated that discovery. It wasn't like she wasn't a good person or a good mum, she was just sad. She had spent all her life being a mum and I did not want to be her.We were her everything it was as if her life revolved around us. We were all she knew and I sometimes wondered what would have happened if she had never gotten pregnant with me.I always wondered what her life was like in another lifetime. Did she get to pursue her dreams and get everything she always wanted?Was she happy?What did she even look like? My father was th
VANESSA'S POV "Positive "A world that could be so much, good and bad. I still hadn't wrapped my head around it. I stood there like a zombie. I could see the blondie's mouth moving but I could not hear anything she was saying.I felt like I was caged and I couldn't breathe. My vision was starting to get hazy and my legs weaker as I stared at the test that was clutched in her hand.It couldn't be true there was no way it was true.It couldn't be positive maybe she had read it all wrong. I could feel the world closing in on me.I wasn't even crying anymore I just stood there in shock as someone who had found out someone had died."Vanessa ", she said tapping me and I turned to look at her. It was only then that I allowed the tears to flow."It can't be true ", I said amid tears."Baby it's true ", she said as I sat down on her bathroom floor. I didn't care if it was clean or dirty I just wanted to sit down before my legs gave up. It can't be. I couldn't have just ruined my life like t
Tick ...tock.I had a raging headache and I was all to blame. My body hurt and I wondered if I had gotten into a fight. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. Why would anyone open their windows after a night out?Wait where was I?I opened my eyes this time round I did not care if they stung. I was not at my place and neither was I at either of my friend's places.I could feel a body beside me and I was scared. What had I done?Did I come home with someone?"Calm down it's me ", an unfamiliar voice said and I wondered why they would. think I know them.I turned around to come face-to-face with her. Her blonde hair was even prettier when it was in a messy bun. Her button nose sat perfectly on her pretty face."What am I doing here ?", I asked her as I sat up. "Sleeping, what does it look like you're doing ", she said scoffing. "I meant what am I doing at your place why am I not at my house ?", I asked her.I had no recollection of the night before. Everything was a blur a
VANESSA'S POV. A MONTH LATER.It had been a month since it had happened and I was starting to be happy again. I had gotten out of my depressive episode. I was going back to school and I was finally starting to make friends, life couldn't be any better. I rarely thought about him. He had forgotten me and I was trying to forget him. I did not miss him, I just missed some. moments we had.I had seen him around but he was ignoring me the same way I was avoiding him, not that I wanted to talk to him.My friend never mentioned him and no one ever asked what led to our separation they were just glad it had ended.As I stared at myself in the mirror I smiled at myself. There was no way I was going to let a stupid boy make me sad.He had started dating the blonde girl and was walking around with her just like a trophy.He had not even waited for a day to go out with her after we had ended things, showing how much he had loved me.I had lost so much weight in the month that I did not even r
VANESSA'S POV. "You're not being fair you know ", he said and I was taken back a little."Please tell me how am not being fair 'cause I would honestly love to know ', I said."I loved you and you knew that. You are just here talking about all the bad things I ever did what about the good things? Didn't they mean anything to you ?", he asked me."I didn't say you didn't do anything good. Just because you loved me doesn't mean I felt loved by you. Most of the time I felt unlovable, you even told me once during an argument I would never find anyone who loved me the way you did ", I said to Uim and he looked like he was shocked."You loved me in your language or another girl's version. Just because whoever you were with before me preferred things a certain way doesn't mean that is what I like too ", I said to him.Were all boys dumb?I couldn't believe there was a time when I had wanted a family with him. I had seen myself with him for years with kids and being happy in love. Maybe it wa
THIRD POVThe truck outside told him what he already knew. Scarface was in the house. He hated the days when they got to see each other. One could think that he hated his brother but for some reason, Scarface hated Raul more than anyone he had ever encountered in his life including the people he worked with.He forced a smile as he opened the door to the house and he could hear lively chatter from the kitchen and wondered who was in there.He saw Scarface in the living room and there were seconds of silence as the two brothers stared at each other as they both waited for one of them to break the ice.Raul could not blame his brother for hating him."Hello I didn't know how you were coming around ", Scarface said as he shifted from the place he was sitting and his face scrunched in pain.Raul could not even start to say sorry or tell. he knew he knew how he felt cause he didn't. Every time Scarface saw Raul he wanted to rip him apart. There was nothing in this world that Raul could
The smile on her face did not match what she was feeling on the inside. There was a fire inside her that was burning. She could feel everything in her collapsing but she couldn't let people see her like that.She couldn't be weak. She was a woman. If she cried she was going to be branded like a weak person. She hadn't gone through everything that she had gone through just to be called weak.She smiled.Smiled and pretended that everything was going okay cause what was she going to do?Was she supposed to sit in bed and cry herself to sleep? That was like giving up and there was no way she was allowing herself to fall into that cycle.She waited to have that longing to go back to Vincenzo but it was but there. She felt nothing for him.It wasn't hate and neither was it live She was just dining and for some reason that made her sad. He was someone that she had planned her future with. Someone that she had wanted to start a future together with. To have a family with. As she said this
I always wondered what it felt like to have everything you ever wanted. What it felt like growing up in an environment where you were loved.It was an environment where you were allowed to be a kid and do what other kids did. I never had that and maybe that's why I felt like there was something in me that was broken.I had wanted that life too. I wanted to have a mom and dad that loved each other not ones that wanted to kill each other.Was it fair?Was it fair that I was put in that situation as a child? Sometimes I sat down and thought to myself and said maybe she didn't know.She didn't know that any of those things were going to happen but that did not excuse her.Was I being mean for blaming her for putting us in such a situation?I know people said things like it's their first time being a mom or a parent but weren't parents supposed to protect their children?She didn't and every waking day it was all I could think of. The things that I could have avoided if she had fallen in l
Some people are born sad. There's no reason as to why they are like that it just happened. They bruise easily and cry easily. Raul was that kind of person.There was a reason why he was the way he was. He was closed and people found him to be exciting at all.It was hard to be a chirpy person when you didn't even have a childhood.To him, he was still the sad little bit that he was while growing up.I think that it's best if everyone had their childhood while growing up. A childhood where they could play with people their age and not worry about how things were going to be at home that evening.Running around with friends chasing the sunset as if that was the last day they were going to see the sunset.It was so sad not to have that. I wish every child could be able to have that freedom as a child. Not them to have to worry if they had something to eat at home.No matter how much people tried to blame their parents for everything they did, maybe they were also clueless.They were pare
ANA'S POV This was not how I had imagined my life to turn out. I had thought that I would be having fun when I was twenty one not stuck in a loveless marriage.People always said that one had multiple choices but it ain't seem so to me because life kept making me wonder why I was even alive in the first place.I was living every girl's dream but it seemed like torture. Every girl wanted to be married to a rich guy who gave them everything they wanted and I had all that but I still wasn't happy.Maybe money wasn't always the solution to happiness. You could not use it to buy affection for the guy that you wanted.Every day was the same it was like I was living the same day over and over again. Wake up take a shower get ready, take breakfast and do whatever I pleased to do for the rest of the day.I had not seen Vincenzo for over two weeks and we had barely talked either I know what it sounds like, that am a bad wife but I wasn't really.That was what he wanted and I gave him that. He
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