BLAIR’S POV I wasn’t sure how to feel with this recent development. Sebastine and Ashley was a mistake that should never have happened in the first place, and Ashley did not stay long enough to find out the truth. She died over a terrible mistake that shouldn’t even have been. For the next two weeks, my father and I were dedicated to healing from the hurt and chaos of the last couple of months. My father was further opened to the reality that Jane was not as sweet and he was devasted at the length she went to, just to cheat on him and steal the company from him to hand over to a child she had from being unfaithful. Collins and Stacy had returned to Winchester, because someone had to take care of the company. I was glad that we had all managed to move on from the rocky wedding week. Brian no longer stayed with my father and I, because I would not go anywhere with him, since we were not legally married and my father was not going to leave Ashley buried in the floor. Brian spent
BLAIR’S POV My heart had to deal with the weight of having to deal with Brian’s absence, if ever he decided to leave. Brian always stopping by was my highlight for every week. He was here for the child, or so he said, but I was a major benefactor of his visits and I wasn’t about to let all of that go, at least not just like that. After all these years and all the trials, to think that not for a second had I stopped caring about Brian was more than enough clue for me. Maybe it was about time to stop fighting destiny, but I wasn’t sure if Brian was going to forgive me again, just like that. We had made a promise to stand by each other, but I had broken the promise and was quick to turn my back on everything, after my sister’s death. I struggled with my thoughts, not realizing how much it was pushing me away from everyone else, including my father. I now existed in a world of my own and struggled with my thoughts, only squeezing out time to take care of my son. “Blair,” my father
BLAIR’S POV I took the envelop from him and went to get Jennice’s own envelop. Both Jennice and Sebastine brought the same message. I read through and had my hand over my mouth, overtaken by shock. “Dad?” I called in an inquisitive tone. My father took the documents from him and tears were streaming down his cheeks. “I was going to tell you,” he said, “But without evidence, I did not want to raise your hopes and I did not know if it would count for anything.” He said. “What?!” I yelled. “This could have changed the entire course of things.” I said. “Blair, please sit,” Sebastine said. I could not. I was on my feet and staring at my father in disbelief. I couldn’t help feeling betrayed. My entire life would have taken a different course if I had known this information before now, “Blair,” Sebastine called. “Blair, please,” my father said, “Listen to him,” It was a two against one war and I had no choice but to be sat. “I loved your mother so much,” my father began, “she m
BLAIR’S POV Before going to claim the company in court, I had to put my family together. They had worked very hard for this victory and the least that I could do was to give them the honor of watching me finally win, after everything they had to go through. I realized that I was never going to be glad if I did not have them by my side, and where is was best to start, except…“Brian? Can I come in?” I asked, standing in front of the door, with shaky hands. Brian’s silence was either coming from his surprise to see me, or his displeasure to do so, but either ways, he reluctantly opened the door, moving away a bit. I entered the house and looked around. Brian had just returned from Winchester, to the house he bought in the area, when he needed us to move out of my father’s house. I hadn’t been here since we returned and clearly, so much had changed already. Brian was giving so much work to the interior decoration, which came off as a bit of a surprise to me. As far as I knew, Br
BLAIR’S POV “No!” I yelled, running to his already drying body. Ronald was lying lifeless, right there on the floor in the living area. His body was rotting already. “Blair,” Brian called softly, while I was crying over his body, wondering what may have happened. I lifted my head and found in Brian’s hand a piece of paper. He handed it to me. “You may never forgive me for this, but I do not see a reason to live anymore,I would be lying to myself and being a burden to you, if I have to continued rolling with you all, tagging along,Jennifer was all of my life and no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to find another essence with her absence. I had always spoken of how much my life depended on her, but didn’t realize how literal it was, until I attempted to actually live without her. Blair,I do hope you find all the happiness in the world.You are a lovely person and you deserve to be happy. The world may not deserve it, but it would still count as pleasure to it, if they ge
BLAIR’S POV My numerous requests for them to leave me alone, did not matter to them. “Blair, we are your family, and no more!” Collins was pretty authoritative. “You aren’t just going to keep pushing us away at will. Not anymore, Blair.” Stacy chipped in. This seemed pre-planned to me. My father and Brian did not say a word, but clearly, they were equally in support. “You all don’t understand,” I said, breaking down. I had lost the strong, commanding tone and was just weeping now. “Can’t you see being around me is nothing but trouble?” I asked them. “I don’t want to be any more burden for any of you, so please, you all can leave already.” I said. “Blair,” Stacy called passionately, walking towards me. I had paused on the stair step I was, when I saw them and they were not very far from the base.“Go away!” I yelled. I tried to run, but Stacy grabbed me by the hand and pulled towards her, wrapping her arms around me very tightly. “Hey,” she said. I fell to the ground and
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
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