BLAIR’S POVThe staff had met my father’s scattered office and had assumed that it was either burglary or someone tried to sabotage the office, so they ran everywhere, looking for answers and trying to figure out the missing file. This chaos provided me room to slip out, the very way I came in. I was hold in my hands, the original copy of the company’s financial record and couldn’t believe it. I drove the fastest that I could and when I arrived, I ran straight for Brian. “Blair,” he called in a high-pitched tone, pretty excited to see me. “I told you she was hiding something.” I said, handing the documents to him.“He took it from me and even before he opened it, he smiled at me. “I know she is,” he said, “The company was never in bankruptcy.” I said, in interpretation of everything that I saw from Jennifer’s system. “Yes, she had been embezzling the funds into her private account.” Brian said. I quietly stared at him for a while. “I told you I would figure it out,” he said
BLAIR’S POV“I asked you to stay away.” Brian’s voice was almost hitting the top, when he returned and learned that I had a conversation with Jane. “She brought herself to me. What did you expect me to do?” I yelled, “Stay away and at least wait for me to get back?” he responded. I couldn’t take his scolding, but his anger was evident that I had crossed a line. I quietly listened to him and waited for him to find out that I had taken an extra step. “I had it all under control.” He said. Just then, there came a knock on the door. Brian stared at me. We never get any visitors around, so it became a moment of silence. I hurried downstairs, since I was expecting guests, and Brian followed immediately after me. “Mrs. Williams?” the officer called.By the time we got to the door, Jane was already there, answering the police officers. “You called the police?” Brian asked in a whisper. I stared at him without any words. Jane turned back and stared at me. My father was the most c
BLAIR’S POV Since we were already packed and wanted to avoid any troubles, we quietly walked out. Brian already bought a luxurious mansion, in the same estate my father lived. I stared at him with a smile, as we walked in. “If you want to remain in Vegas and can’t leave the life you have here, we are going to create the life you know.” Brian equally wore a smile. I was more delighted than I could ever be. Brian’s intentionality was unmatched and I fell a few inches more in love with him, every single time he did something that reassured me of his love and care for me.It was visible to the blind that Brian loved me and I was a priority to him and I was never going to get over the mushiness I felt, every single time he acted kindly towards me. After the exchange of heart-warming smiles, we sat to the heart-raking situation that was now before us. Brian threw down the papers on the table. “How is she the owner of the company Brian?” I could finally release the panic attack I wa
BRIAN'S POV I was fighting the urge to use any language that might invalidate her feelings and quests, but that did not mean I was now finding all of this easy. Our relationship grew more draining by the day and now it felt to me like I had paused my life to be there for her, while she fixed her broken and dysfunctional home. I kept struggling to hold a smile, as she spoke about not giving up on the family legacy. Mr. Williams' company ran majorly on outdated glory now, and there was not much left to save. Maybe not worth waiting for, or fighting for. Loving Blair was becoming the most difficult thing for me and I was drowning thoughts, pushing out all my self-control. ‘Help me!’ I whispered and then set her too sleep. It took at least three hours of lamentation and crying, pushing through tears, to be able get her this calm, but I finally did and now she was asleep. I was left with the job of pacing around the room, thinking about how safe it was to take on this kind of fight
BRIAN'S POV The exhaustion in Blair was pretty very obvious and I didn't bother to wake her up. Before the first ray of sun hit the surface, I ran to the car and was on my way to Winchester. I had spent all night, trying over and over again to reach out to Stacy, but neither her number, nor Collins’ was connecting and I found the word ‘peace,’ very far from my abode. The two hours drive to Winchester, had to be the longest I had had in all my life. I drove straight to the office and found the gates heavily locked with chains and a gigantic padlock. “What's the meaning of this?” I started yelling at the top of my voice. “Is anybody here? What is happening?” I continued yelling. It was the morning of a weekday and even if it wasn't, I expected guards and security personnels here at the gate. I didn't rant for long, before I figured it was not helping, so I rushed back home. To my greatest surprise, I found the gates of my mansion, equally heavily locked, but this time, wrapped
BRIAN’S POV “The Police are after you,” Stacy said. “Yes, Stacy. I can see that.” I replied, with a little aggression. “But why?” I sat for a minute. “The queen reported missing gold bars worth about fifty billion dollars, Brian” Collins said, “According to her reports, you are the only person she trusted with the location of the gold bars, in the period you spent with her “ he continued. “What?!” I yelled. “This is ridiculous!” Stacy and Collins watched me throw tantrums and then stared at themselves. “Would you happen to have anything to do with that?” Stacy asked an even more ridiculous question. “What?” “Are you joking right now?” Collins and Stacy had their reservations in their eyes. “I cannot believe you both!” I yelled. Collins took a deep breath, “but Brian, the Queen isn't going to cook up lies against you “ he said. “Shut up, Collins!” I yelled. “The nerve of you both.” I said. “How could you? I trusted you both to have my back.” “But we do, Brian,” Stacy sa
BLAIR'S POV “Brian?” “Brian!” I got out of bed and searched everywhere around the house for him, but did not find him anywhere. I left the room and hurried downstairs, but only found Ashley, taking care of father.It was obvious that sooner than later, we were going to need a male nurse, who could be carrying my father around. Watching Ashley take care of my father, filled my eyes with tears. The house was both a blessing and a curse for her. It had quickly snatched the joy and the chances of progress, which it gave her. Ashley could not see school through and had to pause her education, just to take care of dad. Even though I did not understand the complete stress of having to take care of my father, I understood the pain of leaving school, to tend to home worries and I really thought that Ashley deserved better. She had proven loyalty and love to my father and had stuck with him through the most unpleasant and trying situations, even when no one else was there. I wiped my
BLAIR’S POV I have been forced into a moment of deep thought and lamentations.‘Was all of this trouble going to ever end? when?’We had literally gone from trouble after trouble, from chaos into more chaos and now I was overwhelmed with it all. I did not want to continue. I wish I did not have to, but you felt too late to quit. On one hand, it was relieving to know that Brian was not dead. On the other hand, I was bepuzzled. ‘What in goodness’ name was going on?’I needed answers that it didn't seem I would be getting anytime soon, and now I had to process fear, doubt and anger and an immense worry. Luckily, no one knew that we had not moved very far from home. Matter of fact, Jane assumed the weird returned to Winchester or another state of choice. So, it was easy to stay out of trouble as long as we stayed out of sight, or so I thought. I just sat still in my father's company, lost in thoughts, when Ashley returned to report. “Blair, we have nothing in the house, absolutely