BLAIR’S POVThe buzzing of my phone shook me out of bed and it was no other than Kieran. “Kieran?’ I called, “Kieran?” There was utter silence on the other end of the conversation and I was now worried about Kieran. The first beam of sunlight had just hit the surface, and I immediately remembered that it was the day when our plans should take its full course, but my last conversation with Kieran didn’t have a definite end, so I wasn’t sure if I could still count on him. I was unsure of my plans for the day, but I was determined to make good progress with my quest with Jane Williams. “Blair,” Ashley called, I laid still and pretended to be asleep. “Blair,” she called again, with a stronger tone. “We’re leaving for the hospital now,” she reported. I raised my hand and waved her away, pretending to be deep asleep. I heard her loud sigh. Ashley was tired to asking me to go to the hospital with them, as it would gladden my father’s heart and she believed it would make him heal f
BLAIR’S POV “Arggh,” Kieran groaned in pain, with a bleeding leg. He fell to the ground and was shivering from his hair tip to those of his toes. Kieran was sweating and in tears. “You know I hate not being spoken back to, the moment I speak,” Jane said. I immediately looked for somewhere to hide. “You really thought that you could plot an escape with Blair?” Jane queried, with mockery in her tone. “I own you, Kieran,” her tone grew more authoritative and louder. “We were doing so well together,” she said, slowly walking towards him, with the gun pointed at his head, such that Kieran only trembled before her. “You had everything you ever wanted,” she said, “everything!” “but you just had to ruin it for all of us, didn’t you?’ She laughed hysterically for a few seconds above sixty. “You want freedom?” she threw a rhetorical question, in jest of Kieran. “You lost it years ago with my brother, Kieran,” she yelled in his face.It was quite clear now. Kieran told no lies. Ja
BLAIR’S POV I was completely frozen and awaited my doom. Just before she got to me, her phone rang loudly and I guess it was something she couldn’t ignore, even though from the length of time she took to respond, it was obvious to tell her hesitation. “What?” She responded in anger. The silence that followed was an obvious sign that what ever information she got, was nothing delightful. Without another word, she hurried out of the house and zoomed off. I was finally able to breath, heaving a sigh of relief. I ran to Kieran, and found him hanging onto life by a very thin thread. “Kieran,” I called, shaking him rigorously. He was coughing blood and it was quite evident that there was very little left for him. “I’m so sorry, Kieran,” I could not stop apologizing to him, as tears flowed down my eyes in unending streams. I ran to the door, wanting to leave, but returned. I just couldn’t find myself leaving him.I was judged by my own heart. Not only had I failed to help him gai
BLAIR’S POV I felt a rush of emotions through me. Over the years, Jane had built some important connection in the state and I knew that it was pointless, going head to head against her, especially when all I had was words. There was no right action to take, well at least not for me. One thing I did know however, was that directly or indirectly, there had to be war. Jane had declared war. She was finally coming to light. All her evil colors were finally becoming visible, but sadly, only me could see her in the light of what she really was. My heart was burning with anger and a quest for revenge. She had admitted to be responsible for my mother’s death and even if I did nothing else, I wanted her to pay for her crime. I believed that no matter how evil my mother was, I should have been given the privilege to meet her. If my father did not resent his wife, what right did she have to end her life, in the guise of making her pay for her evil to my father, when in reality
BLAIR’S POVAs I watched her drive out for the second time, her last word triggered an idea. Jane was now battling from a place of power and if I was going to have a chance in a war against her, bringing her to book, I would need to be fighting from a place of power too. I picked my phone to do something I haven’t done in a while. “Hello,” I said, subtly. “How fast can you get to Vegas?” I asked. “Thank you,” Knowing fully well that my father would not be returning, I fled from home to the only other place I knew- the little apartment Brian and I shared. As I slowly walked in, looking at all the furniture, all covered in dust and some terribly broken, the apartment filled my heart with lots of memories, but good and horrible memories. Everything was playing like a movie before me, from the lies of being an entirely different person, to finally admitting and beginning the run for our lives. I had tears in my eyes and smiles on my lips, as I recalled the million times he called
BLAIR’S POV “This can’t be!” Sebastine paced the living room. I had to take a seat. This was too much for me to take. His father remained seated and didn’t say another word for the next few minutes. Sebastine on the other hand would not stop ranting and no one said a word. No one could tell him how to feel. After about twenty minutes, his father finally got him to seat and shared the actual story to us both. “My wife couldn’t bear any children after years of marriage,” he began, “After years of trying and several medications for her, with little or no progress recorded, she sunk deep into depression and went further into depression with every passing day,”He sighed. “I grew more and more weary, seeing her lose her joy and very essence, especially since she knew that she was the reason why we couldn’t have children,”“One day, her friend came by,” “Or at least, she wanted to call her that,” he said. “Jane was a classmate of hers from high school,” “She had been really pisse
BLAIR'S POV Sebastine’s father and I were locked in each other's eyes for a while, after which we both turned towards Sebastine. In no distant time, we heard his vehicle drive out of the compound, in a rather disturbing speed. I walked slowly to the room and went to lie down in bed quietly. Sebastine was my very motivation to fight back, legally. He encouraged me and told me that it didn’t matter if I didn’t have any evidences of her crimes from the past, we were now going to hold her for murdering Kieran, but now, the entire situation had become so complicated. ‘What were the chances that Sebastine would help me wage war against his own birth mother?’The situation was worse, given that his father’s influence, which could have been very instrumental, was now being trapped by an agreement they both signed, never to see each other again. Well, my dilemma didn’t get any better as the day went by. Sebastine had not returned home and it was becoming quite scary. His father paid v
BLAIR’S POV My journey had just started, but the did with the pain of being ignored in my heart. Just before I left, I knocked severally on Sebastine’s door, but he didn’t respond. I just wanted to thank him for his help and hospitability, and at least say goodbye, but clearly, Sebastine no longer cared. There was no denying that I was in big trouble, when I got to Vegas. I knew that Jane didn’t care about whereabouts, but if my father had returned and as much as asked questions, there was no assurance that Jane would have anything good to say about me. Actually, my bet was on the negative side, she would have a ton of upsetting things to say, just to trigger my father into hating me. Even after knowing the truth, I couldn’t stop calling Mr. Williams my father. There was no doubt that he was hurt, but that did not conceal the love he had for my mother. Even though he knew that I wasn’t his, he chose to keep me, so he could always see the woman he loved, with everything that h
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