BLAIR’S POV “Who are you?” I finally pushed the door, questioning her last statement. She seemed shock to see me, and looking at her guilty face, confirmed a lot to me. “Start talking, you lying, deceitful serpent,” I yelled, “Blair, I would not have you speak to me like that, I am your mother!” she yelled back, “No, you’re not,” I replied. “Jane,” I called, “or is that even your real name?” I queried. She walked past me and right out of the room. Her words definitely left an impression on my heart, one I wasn’t going to let go of anytime soon, or ever. I began to ransack the room, finding something on this woman, who I was now sure was an imposter. In a short while, my mother was on her way back, aggressive with her footsteps. I had nothing on her yet, so I hurried to the door, locking it shut, leaving her outside. “You little brat! Open this door!” She kept yelling and banging the door continuously. “Not until I know exactly who you are and what your aim is in this house
BLAIR’S POV I walked out of the room, with slow steps to the only place I knew I ever found peace- the attic. This was a lot, too much for me to take.I laid still in bed, staring at the ceiling with tears flowing down my cheeks. Clearly, I was a problem everywhere I went to and it went as far back as when I was born. All this while, I thought that my parents had been nothing but mean to me, but it turned out, my entire life was a lie. They were not my parents and while I thought they were being mean to me, they thought they were doing me a favor by keeping me alive. I didn’t know what to think or feel anymore. What was worse, was that I had no where else to go. I could not return to Brian and all of a sudden, the house was beginning to feel like a bed of nails. “Blair,” Ashley called, walking in to the attic, “We are going to visit Mr. Williams,” she announced, “Do you feel better? Would you like to come along?” she asked, ‘Mr. Williams,’ I thought, I had heard that nam
BLAIR’S POVMy mother sent me into another round of thoughts. I slowly walked out of her room, reminiscing on every single word she spoke. I understood that she directly implied that my family only needed me to show up married to Brian and also make him sign the business deal.Considering my father’s condition and the failing state of the company she spoke of, her words were clear that if he died, she was going to blame me. When I went to her, I knew what to expect, but I hoped there was a slight chance she had figured another way around it all. Seeing that her mind was solely fixed on Brian taking the family’s burden, I picked myself up, took a very hot bath and proceeded to the meal table, from which I boarded the next vehicle to Winchester. Tears flowed down my eyes in never-ending streams as I watched the buildings go behind us and we exited Vegas, heading to Winchester. I felt filthy and like some tramp who was going to sell myself for money. It didn’t matter to me anymore
BRIAN’S POV “How could she do this to me, Steven?”I paced around my office, throwing down every frame, file or accessory on it. Steven was seated across from me, very calm, as always. “Was this why she didn’t want an elaborate ceremony?” A million thoughts ran through my mind and I was doing a terrible job processing this pain I was feeling. I was like a really deep paper cut, only directed at the heart. “She took sides with her father?” “After everything?”“Talk to me, Steven!” I banged the table. Weeks had now gone by and I was weary of trying to call her. Steven’s calmness and silence were evidence that he was tired of my ranting, since I had done the same thing, every day for the last few weeks I’ve lived, after our wedding that failed to hold. “How could she?” I slowly sat in my chair, now very sober, which was the next stage of my grief. Nothing in this world had broken into such tiny bits. Not the death of my family, nor Stacy’s betrayal had me in such a messy state.
BRIAN’S POV “Initially, I wasn’t Master X,” Stacy began, as I held her in my arms and cuddled her. We were both laying butt naked under the duvet and I couldn’t wave off the pang of guilt I felt, ending up in bed with her again. I consoled myself, believing that it was worth it, since she was now willing to tell me the actual story, from her perspective. “I’m sure Steven already told you that I never left Winchester,” “The news of the several attacks on you and the business flew very fast,” “I mean, you are Brian Craig,”She rolled her eyes. I remembered how hard I had to work, accompanied by heavy amount of money for the blogs and television stations to keep details of my life out of their mouths in Winchester. Stacy was only stating the very obvious. “I was so sorry for ever hurting you, Brian,” Tears were welling in her eyes at this point. “I mad a move to start tracing the root of the incessant attacks. I hoped that if I could bring a solution to your problems, you would be
BLAIR’S POV “Looking at your phone again?” Ashley said, walking into the attic, where I was laying in bed with my phone beside me. I took a deep breath and turned around. I hadn’t noticed how desperate I now looked, waiting on Brian. “Blair,” Ashley called, taking a seat beside me. “You pushed him away. You left him.” She said in a calm tone. “If you realize how important he now is, maybe you should go back,” she advised. “I’m sure he misses you too and would gladly have you back.”Tears trickled down my cheeks, the very ones I had been struggling to bottle in for days unending, staring at my phone and waiting for Brian’s call. “No, he won’t,” I replied in sad realization. “I did return, Ashley,” I said, “Yes, and you never spoke a word about it ever since you got back.” “It’s been weeks now,” Ashley added,“That’s because there’s no room in Brian’s life for me anymore,” I responded. “What do you mean?’ Ashley adjusted her seating posture, pulling in towards me a little clo
BLAIR’S POV I had stayed up, most of the night, but was up and excited as the first ray of sunlight hit my face from the small, circular window at the top, opposite the desk. I quickly showered and got ready for the day. It was literally the break of a new day for me, the opening of a new season in my life. “Rise and shine!” I announced, pulling the duvet off Ashley’s body. She slowly opened her eyes and I watched her confusion melt into surprise as she saw me in a mood very contrary to the mourning and despair I had been in for weeks now. “Blair?” she called, stretching out of bed and gaining full consciousness. “What is going on?” she queried, “Do you like my look?” I asked, turning around. I was wearing a white shirt and red blazer on black, open pants with a two-inch slipper heel. “You look stunning,” she replied, “but you have to tell me what is going on.” She persisted. “Destiny,” I replied with a little teasing.“Alright?” she asked, and I chuckled lightly. “I’m res
BLAIR’S POV The entire day at the office, I was greatly distracted and constantly looked out the window to see at what time my mother was going to drive in. It was now less than half an hour to the close of the day and there was still no trace of her. I was now very worried about her and I couldn’t take my mind off the thoughts that something was wrong with her, or perhaps, she was in danger. The rest of the company staff however, did not feel disturbed by her absence and as long as they were concerned, it was a normal day at work. “You should start packing up,” Jennifer said, as she walked into the office. “Huh?” the sound of her voice yanked me back into consciousness, giving me a break from the whirl of thoughts that overwhelmed me. “It’s thirty minutes after closing and everyone has gone, Blair,” she said. I blinked my eyes and lifted them to the clock, taking notice of the time. ‘Right,” I exclaimed in a low tone, pretty much, under my breath. “Why are you still here?”
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