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
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 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