BLAIR’S POV I got paired with Collins, Ashley had Ronald, my father had Sebastine, and Brian picked Stacy. ‘Classic exchange.’ Although it was very random, I loved how it turned out. I knew that Stacy felt more comfortable with Brian, and if she was going to speak to someone about what was bothering her, Brian was her best pick. I also needed a conversation with Collins, so, it was a double win. The different pairs walked two kilometers away from each other, moving round the park. For the first few minutes, Collins and I were having a really quiet walk, until…“I noticed you’ve been awfully quiet and zoned out,” I said. Collins turned to me. “Uhm, yea, overwhelmed with work.” He responded so casually. It was obvious it was my voice that yanked him out of the whirl of thoughts he was existing in. “Work?” I probed, “Collins, you’re here for a wedding,” I spoke softly, “It would be really nice if you can keep work in a corner for one bit, don’t you think?” I avoided going strai
BLAIR’S POV “Collins, wait!” I yelled, running after him. “I see you are clueless.” He said, in a pretty dense tone, “No wonder you pulled through with the wedding,” “What is going on?” At this point, I had my suspicions, but I was unwilling to say anything about it, until someone confirmed it. “They are sleeping with each other,” Collins unapologetically dropped the bomb on me. My jaw fell to the floor and my eyes increased its radius. “Or at least, they were, the entire time he returned to Winchester.” Collins said, I was dumbfounded. My emotions were a mixture of pain, betrayal, but also that of regret and understanding. For the next couple of hours, Collins and I sat under a tree, on a bench and just had conversations. “I have tolerated Stacy for the longest time. I have loved her through her cheating and all her excesses, but this is now beyond me, Blair.” He complained bitterly. “I’m tired of always coming second, especially to Brian,” “She would pick every other thin
BLAIR’S POV It took another five minutes of just staring at each other, seated side by side each other, before Brian spoke up. “I know you have so much you want to say already, so please, just do so already,” he pleaded, “Yell at me. Scold me. Punch me. Do whatever, say whatever.” “Anything that makes you better. I just need to hear what you have in your heart.” He said. I stared at Brian with a side smile. Unfortunately, contrary to Brian’s thoughts or fears, there was nothing in my heart. I was empty and clueless, struggling with every single thing. I had no thoughts, no basic emotions in my heart. All I had was one wish, that we could both go back in time and act better, but since that was not a possibility, what was there to say? I took a deep breath. “Would you believe me if I say I have nothing to say?” I asked Brian, with a cracked voice. “No,” he dropped his head down, as he responded in a whisper. ‘And that was the problem,’ I thought. I was being honest when I sai
BLAIR’S POVBrian walked out and went right back to our room. For half a minute, I was indecisive, until I eventually ran after him at the possibility that he could hurt himself. I took a deep breath, before ushering myself into the room. It was like, with Brian, no one ever knew what to expect or what not to. So, I slowly pushed the door and walked into the room. “Brian?” I called in a soft tone.I found him sitting on the bed, with his thighs as floor to his elbows and his hands, put together and over his face. I sighed again, halfway before I got to him and sat in bed, staring into blank space, as he was. Minutes went by and he still had nothing to utter and the entire scenario became rather scary. ‘Say something,’ I was pleading deep within, but could not voice out, since I didn’t want to seem pushy or anything. As much as the baby was his, it was equally Stacy’s, and her body was supposed to be home for the child for months. I hoped that Brian put that into consideration a
BLAIR’S POV “Sebastine!” I was quite delighted to find him here.“Someone doesn’t seem very excited,” he said, “At least, not for a bride.” He added.I ran to him with a hug. Sebastine was the company I didn’t think I needed. “He wants her.” I cried. Sebastine first took Regal away from me and with one hand, pulled me into a tight hug. “He still wants her, Sebastine.” I lamented. “It is not enough that he had something to do with her, now he’s depressed that she…” My words were choking in my tears, and I wasn’t sure whether or not he understood, but he was dedicated to listening to me. “Shiiiii,” he said softly, asking me to keep quiet, “Take a deep breath,” he added. I took a deep breath and pacified my crying. Sebastine and I got to a bench and sat down, discussing every event. I continued ranting and ranting. “I know I made a mistake too,” I spoke in a high-pitched tone, “But at least I recognized that I made a mistake,” “I threw our friendship away after that night, jus
BLAIR’S POV Brian had taken me back to the room, where I was quietly sat on the bed. It was a miracle that he showed up when he did. Sebastine had immediately let go of me. The exchange of their gazes, for a few seconds, before we left, was quite terrifying. It was as though a war was going to break out between them. Thankfully, Brian remembered that Sebastine was now the owner of the resort and the entire security would come down heavy on him, if at all a strand of hair on Sebastine’s body was tempered with. “Are you just going to stand there in silence?” I queried Brian. “What do you want me to say?” he turned around, staring at me and questioned. “Not only did you succeed in discussing our family with a boy with evil intentions, you broke your sister too.” Brian said. I was boiling with rage. “Don’t you dare speak to me about bringing embarrassment and hurt to family, because you are the very reason all of this is happening.” I yelled at him. Regal was now crying and yell
BLAIR’S POV All I wanted to do was sit in a spot, with no activity at all, until I eventually joined my sister. I battled with guilt and pain that was too much for me to carry. It was all my fault. I sat recalling the words of the doctor. “She gave up on fighting.” He announced. Words could not explain how I felt. I wished that she spoke to me. I wished that I got to apologize. I was never going to forgive myself, or Sebastine for not going after her. Even though, I wished that I had done it myself. Ashley must have hated us so much, she did not want to be in the same environment. She left us and ran into the streets, headed only the universe knows where, only to be knocked down by a vehicle. The fact that she had no one with her in her last minutes, made cry even more. She must have felt lonely, unloved and rejected. I kept pleading for her forgiveness in death, even though my heart condemned me. I knew I was unworthy of her forgiveness. I was not deserving of the love she
BLAIR’S POV As my father requested, we prepared and drove to the police station, where Jane was. As soon as the officers saw us, they picked us and went to get Jane. “Oh, look who we have here,” Jane was of course, not delighted to see us. I took a deep breath, trying to deal with her presence. I was here for my father and since I wasn’t sure why he requested to be here, I was going to keep my already burning rage in check. “Father and his daughter, trying so hard to steal my company from me.” With her every word, it became more difficult to ignore her. I had given a lot of deliberateness to forgetting the fact that Jane had used her craftiness to steal the family company from us. I turned to my father, giving him a stare that sent the message of the need to put his wife on a leash. “We are not here to fight, Jane.” My father said. “Really?” she queried sarcastically. I raised my brow at her. “Well, that’s believable.” She said. “I mean, if you wanted to fight, you would hav
BLAIR’S POV My family was happy. I just became the owner of one of the high-ranking companies in Vegas. My boy just turned one, how could I not be ready. Now I could categorically say that my life had never been happier. All I had been fighting for, for as long as I could remember and now had, and the very last thing on my list, was getting married to the one man that had been able to love me, through thick, thin, storm, hails, the rain of fire, brimstone and Sulphur. Through fairly good times and the bad times, through moments where I struggled to love myself. I couldn’t be more delighted. Contrary to Brian’s request, we were having a quiet wedding with the people that mattered the most to us. The very ones who watched our love story began in the craziest of ways, the ones who loved us through the toughest times and encouraged us to love each other through what felt like the possible. Tears flowed down my cheeks, with no apologies whatsoever to my makeup, as II walked down the
BLAIR’S POV I stood in front of the court, with a racing heart. For the last three months, we had been going back and forth with the company’s case in court and this was the day for the court’s final verdict. With Jennifer’s help, we were able to pull down some of the board members, who were then in the picture and they had given their testimonies to the best of their knowledge at the time.Some of them had also patched their relationship with my father, understanding that at the time, he was being manipulated and couldn’t have been able to help himself. The others thought it was wise to maintain their distance, saying that they were only offering the help they could for mine and Jennifer’s sake and didn’t think it was necessary to have a continuing relationship with my father. In it and through it all, we were grateful that they even showed up, some of which were outside the country already, but all returned for a justifiable cause.“Common, let’s go. I know we have this.” Brian
BLAIR’S POV “Blair!” she ran to me with a hug,This was not one of Jennice’s tricks at all. It really was Jennifer. I was filled with awe. “What?” Jennice asked. “You really didn’t think I was going to let that evil sister of mine kill my only child, did you?” Jennice asked.“What?” I was still stunned. All of me was vibrating. “Oh, sit down.” Jennice said. “I had Jennifer when I was quite young and since my stupid lover would not take me and the child and I was still trying to find my foot in the world I was left to live in, I couldn’t keep her.” Jennice began to explain. “I figured it would be better for her to be in an orphanage, than out here with me and so I took her there.” “It ached my heart that I began to travel a lot and lost track of keeping an eye on her, so she began to go through so much stress.”“When I returned to fix it, I realized my twin sister was after her life.”“Jennifer really was involved in that accident that day, but I stole her from the vehicle and
BLAIR’S POV “I could not believe my ears. “Please, show up alone first.’ She pleaded. Before could be asked twice, I fled out of the house, swiping the keys to the car from the table.It wasn’t long after I left the house that I got a text with a location. I diligently followed, not thinking about whether or not I was going to get myself in trouble, or probably kidnapped. I still had my suspicions on who had called and all I could call it was suspicion, since I wasn’t sure yet and it would have been the most unbelievable thing. I followed the location and arrived almost in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but trees all round I was beginning to think this was some prank call or an attempt at being kidnapped. If it was, I couldn’t even be mad and all I could now do was pray to be successfully out of here. ‘Maybe I had reacted a little too quickly.’‘What was I even thinking?’ I was lamenting and asking questions.I kept trying to reach the number over and over again, bu
BLAIR’S POV Sebastine did not wait to see his father before we left.Luckily, I could leave, although, with a bandaged arm. The bullet had been taken out and the wound was going to slowly heal and I was definitely going to keep seeing Dr. Bruce to make sure that I was fine. Sebastine signed every single thing in his name back to his father and he was leaving the Maldives to literally start a new life in Vegas. He chose us. My only excitement was that we arrived just in time to save him, because I wasn’t sure how I was going to react to losing another member of my family, especially to suicide. When we arrived Vegas, we dropped over at Brian’s house first. Sebastine was going to be living with Brian, before he is able to do anything else.He was done with college and could easily get a job, even though Brian had already promised to include him in the company. Sebastine, had declined both Brian’s, as well as my offer, to work in the company, saying he was tired of family ‘hand-m
BLAIR’S POV We walked into Sebastine with a gun in his hand, just about to fire a bullet into his head. Brian flew for him and I could only stand there in tears, since I had Regal in my hands and couldn't quite get involved in any rigorous fights. Sebastine was hell bent on ending his life, as he began a struggle with Brian for the weapon. “Let it go, Brian!” He yelled, “you both, get out of here!” “Let me be!” He and Brian continued the war for the weapon. “Sebastine, no, please, I beg you.” Ever single word I uttered was choking in tears. “It doesn't have to end this way, please,” I continued. “What other ways does it need to end, Blair?” He probed, “huh?” Luckily, Brian was stronger than Sebastine, sho had spent quite a number of days, without food, but this did not in any way deter the struggle. I took a few steps closer, towards them, trying to beg Sebastine to let go already. “Argh!” I groaned in pain, as a bullet flew out of the gun and right for m the region between
BLAIR’S POV At this point, I was giving up on everything. I was losing hope and thought about letting the company go, but my father was still out here fighting and if he was not giving up, I couldn’t throw all his hard work by doing same. I was quite weary of it all, but had to continue. If there was a slightest chance to get the company back, I had to encourage myself to hold on to it, until we made it big enough to win us back the company. I woke up on this fateful morning with the most disturbing thought. I was restless all night and failed to have any good or proper rest. “Are you okay?” were Brian’s first words that said hi to me, as soon as I opened my eyes. It was pretty obvious that I wasn’t and I had swollen eye bags from not getting any sleep at all. “You need to reach out to Sebastine,” I said, shocking Brian hard with my request. “I am really worried about him, Brian,” I continued. “He is all alone and as if it was not enough that he has criminal parents, he hurt
BLAIR’S POVI always knew that Brian was struggling to deal with the challenges that came with being my life, but what I didn’t know was that it had gotten as bad as stuffing himself with alcohol, to the very point that he was sick. On the first occasion that Brian retuned in this manner, we had just gotten married and since I didn’t know if he was alcoholic or not, so I didn’t quite care. The second occasion was the week he was to get married to Stacy and he was unhappy, from the innermost part of his soul. Now, he was here and lamenting over being with me and just how difficult it was. It melted my heart that even in that drunken state, he could still think about me and mention that he was willing to love me, despite everything. However, I couldn’t stop thinking,‘If he was in this much distress, was it worth it?’ I helped Brian clean up his body and got him to rest, while I walked downstairs to make meaning out of my day. “It’s a good thing they found their way home.” Collins
BLAIR’S POV I now had more thoughts on my mind than running a company, after the period of our grieving. Collins had filled me with questions that all I really did was just lay down and thought through his words, over and over again. ‘Was there a right time to stop loving? If there was, when was the right time?’‘What if we are just making the people we love unhappy, by being with them, because their hearts would rather be elsewhere?’Collins already confessed to never seeing Stacy smile this bright, or laugh as hard as she did, when she was with him, and even I was already sick of how all Brian and I ever did was solve one chaos, after another. I was already so convinced that all my presence ever did was fill his life with problem after problem, and it was quite evident now that he was struggling to love me, and who could blame him?Brian and Stacy obviously got carried away in their chats and the extended period they had to work together, neither of them remembered to return on