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
BRIAN'S POV It took quite a long conversation, but I finally walked Blair throughout all I knew so far. Neither of us was finding this development a welcomed one, but at the time, we decided to accept it as one of the obstacles to the love we had to deal with.“Remember, Blair, whatever happens, remain in the house.” I sounded a warning. “It's safe there. No one knows you are there.” Blair was crying uncontrollably, while we spoke and she barely said any words. “I love you.” I ended and hung up. “She's here,” Stacy announced. My desperation had pushed me to taking desperate measures. Jennice thought that my disguise to visit her was terrible and asked me to leave. She said she was going to drop by and she did the very next day. I watched her walked towards me and took a seat directly opposite me. “Even in the face of death, you're still out here staking it all for love.” Jennice said, rolling her eyes. “A good evening to you too, Jennice,” I responded in sarcasm. “I didn't t
BLAIR'S POV One day ran into days and into longer periods of absence and our communication gradually became more and more sparse. Brian was trapped in Winchester and since they assumed that he was dead, he had to resolve it before coming into light. My father had also not stopped tryung to indicate the presence of a file and even though he could not say so much, or anything at all, it was evident that he had something to say, especially about the company which was now in Jane’s name. Jane had began living her CEO life over the company, firing all the staff and living the company's gates shut, for a while. It was now, two weeks later, that she was reopening the gates, bigger and better. I watched her from a distance and we tried to stay out of her sight. Ashley went out and got some food stuff, as often as she could with her money, and we had to manage our resources to take us longer, so she didn't run into the wrong crowd on any of her outings. I got really tired it this lifes
BLAIR'S POV I hadn't gone for any files at all, but had to come up with something, after everything Jane said. My mind kept revolving around the state of Brian’s company.‘Was the company in trouble?’ ‘If it was, why didn't Brian say anything to me?’ ‘Was that why he ran away to Winchester?’‘Was all of this just a scheme to keep me away from the problem?’ ‘If Brian was innocent, why did he have to be in hiding?’ ‘Perhaps, he took the gold because the company was suffering and he didn't want to tell me.’ ‘Or was this all just a lie?’ I hoped. My thoughts were going in a million different directions and I wasn't sure what to think or say anymore. I snuck right back into my room, with a bag of my father's files, a very big, heavy bag and fell freely into the bed, landing on my back. It was the middle of the night, when I got a call from an unknown caller I.D. “Blair,” I immediately recognized the voice. He was of course, the only one to call my father's phone as the way of co
BLAIR’S POV My joy was boundless and I squeezed Sebastine in a hug, after I opened the door and found him with Blair. I didn't care how he found me, I was just glad that he did. “Glad to finally have comforting company, Sebastine.” I said, from a pure heart and with no disregard to Ashley. Ashley had been more than supportive over the period and I had come to love her so much, but sometimes, it was unbearable, just us and having to deal with a lot of crazy things that neither of us were equipped for. Despite her high Intelligence Quotient and how sweet and kind she was, it was evident that this was an overwhelming life that we had and it was worse than living in a garage and having to worry only about the things that we need to eat. “Blair,” Sebastine called softly, “what is going on?” He probed. “Brian asked that I come here as immediately as I could.” “He's afraid you'll hurt yourself.” Sebastine said, after taking a seat.“Hurt myself?” I chuckled, leaving Sebastine in shock
BLAIR’S POV I was filled with instant regret, but I couldn’t deny the sense of relief I felt after. It was almost like we had it coming ever since.Sebastine and I were bound by a strong attraction from the very beginning and even though fate did not intend us to be, it was quite difficult to be away from him, now that the environment just felt right. I struggled with the feeling of guilt and what made it worse, was Brian trying so hard to speak with me, but I only kept staring at my phone, until every call ended. Sure, I was mad and Brian kept trying to get me to speak with him, calling Sebastine a couple of times too, but I was too buried in guilt to speak. I understood my anger shouldn’t have taken the best part of me, making me act foolishly in such short time. Sebastine noticed my weak mood and detached behavior and came up to me after we both spent all morning staying away from each other. “Blair?” he called, as he carefully opened the door of my room. Sebastine sat acros
BLAIR’S POV “We can use this, right?” I asked. “This can pass off as evidence.” I grew very excited and hyper active. According to my father’s record, that night, he was intoxicated and had no idea what was happening. My father did not do a lot of alcohol, so surely Jane must have done something to him, or perhaps he was under duress. A contract signed under duress, can not stand. I couldn’t hold my peace, moved by the slightest chance that we could reclaim the company. I hugged Sebastine very tightly. He did not seem very happy or overly excited, but he was the most supportive. I tried to build a case around the information I had just found, and while I was at it, Brian’s call came in. “Brian,” I responded excitedly, which was not quite the reaction he was expecting. “Blair, Princess, I am so sorry,” he started, “Don’t ever do that to me again,”“Whatever it is, I promise we can talk about it, okay?” “We should never ignore each other because we are upset, alright?” Brian so
BLAIR’S POV “Blair!” “Blair, stay with me.” I kept hearing Sebastine call. His voice sounded very distant and the rolling wheels of the stretcher, made my blur vision even more unstable.I was hanging between consciousness and unconsciousness and I was in labor. My thoughts were going back and forth, and it felt as though I was hanging between life and death. This was not the happiest or easiest experience for me. My child wasn’t due until another few weeks, but the stress had compelled me into premature labor and this came with a lot of health risk for me. Luckily, Sebastine was there to help me, as a matter of urgency. Since I was already weak from not eating for up to a full day, the doctors had to go surgical with the process and in the next couple of hours, they extracted the child, just before I lost consciousness.I slowly opened my eyes to the familiar ceiling of Dr. Bruce’s hospital. My vision took a while to clear out and when it finally did, I recognized Sebastine’s