DANIMom smiles as she sets a steak on my plate. She has changed a lot. She's still the most striking woman I know but she looks a little older now and she's lost a lot of weight. She looks so skinny but stunning in that white pantsuit.Mom is the complete opposite of Dad. He's added some weight and that black tuxedo fits him perfectly. Just like mom, he has some silver strands on his hair and some creases on his face when he smiles. Old age looks great on him. And he looks so much like my brother, Andrew.Andrew is strangely quiet today. When he was younger, he always had something to say. But now, he just stays silent and stares. Which is strange. Unlike Natalie, he's not married or in a relationship. Despite being a dashing doctor. Or maybe he's gay."Your husband told us chicken is still your favorite." Mom says. "You are still our little girl.""He did?" I turn to look at Damien. "When?""Before you two went to Paris." Mom smiles. "We had a date. And he told us everything about
This will go down as one of my best birthdays.It's midnight.Sitting in the back of the car with Damien. Windows rolled down. Cake between us. Glass of wine in his hand. Bottle of wine in my hand. Both of us tipsy. It feels like a little dream.We are laughing and talking shìt about our parents. He tells me about feeling trapped by his own mother. I tell him about my mom forcing Nat to have an abortion."What!" Damien gasps. "What kind of a mother does that to their daughter.""My mom." I chuckle. "Guess that's her love language. Killing her grandbabies.""Lucky for her Brandon killed one of them.""Dark." I burst into a laugh. "Real dark."I take a gulp of the wine, still giggling. I turn to look at Damien. His little laugh fades when he realises that I've switched to a serious face."Am I a bad person?""Why?""Because I was a little relieved about the miscarriage." I sigh. "Well, it wasn't a miscarriage but you know what I mean. I'm relieved that Brandon did what he did. Am I an a
Damien drove like a maniac.In less than thirty minutes, we're back in town and storming into the huge hospital. We rush to the reception area and ask for Sophia Hunt.Vanessa comes crying and throws herself onto Damien. He wraps his arms around her, looking up at the ceiling to keep his tears at bay."Where were you?" She cries. "I've been trying to reach you!""I'm here now." He mutters. "That's what matters. How is she?""Still in the woods." She rubs the tears away. "We still don't know if she'll make it. The doctors are doing their best.""Can I see her?""You can't." She's quick to say. "Doctor's orders. They'll inform us when it's time to see her. The only thing we can do now is wait."Vanessa turns to look at me and gives me a hug. She pulls away and looks me up and down."You look gorgeous." She smiles a small smile. "Love the black dress."Vanessa looks gorgeous too. She's wearing a black coat and a red dress and some silver heels. From the shiny hair and tonnes of makeup, s
It's been the longest night.A long flight. A shocking birthday surprise. A family reunion turned into a nightmare. Sophia's overdose. Sophia kicking me out of her room. I was embarrassed and disappointed when she kicked me out. But deep down, I was actually relieved. Thanks to Sophia, I'm inside this jacuzzi with a glass of wine in my hand and a platter of cake on the floor. Happy birthday to me!As I sip slowly on my wine, I can't help but think about last year. Life is full of surprises. A time like this last year, I was broken by Brandon's betrayal. My heart was shattered. My dreams were crashed. And my life had crumbled right infront of my eyes. Didn't know where to start. Didn't know if I would even be able to gather the strength to start. I was so lost.And then Damien happened. My dream man. He's been nothing but a big blessing. This huge house. This jacuzzi. This expensive wine. The School of Fashion. A trip to Paris. Everything I have is because of him. Everything!Can't b
It's been one week since I was kicked out of my husband's house by Sophia.I've been living with Lana for the meantime. I'm still waiting for Sophia to get better. After the treatment, I can go back to the house.I miss living with Damien. I miss sleeping next to him. I miss cooking for him. I miss him cooking for me. But distance makes the heart grow fonder, right? He misses me just as badly. He promised that once Sophia gets better, he's checking her into rehab. She will be so mad about it but that's the best thing for her. Atleast in rehab, there won't be many temptations.Damien still makes time for me. Last night, we went on a dinner date. The night before that, we went to the movies. Today, we're going for a coffee date. I'm getting ready. Short dress, trench coat and leather boots is my outfit of the day. Damien should be here any minute.My phone pings on the coffee table.I pick up quickly. It's Damien."Sorry I have to cancel." He says. "Sophia is really sick. She needs me
The coffee date lasts for about fifteen minutes before Natalie storms out of the restaurant in a rush.I leap from the seat and dash to Nate's table. He still has that big smug grin on his face."So what do you think?" He wiggles his eyebrows. "She's hot, right?""She's married!" I blurt out.Okay, that's not how I was planning to share the secret. And that's not the reaction I thought I would get from him. He's still smiling as he leans over the table."I know she's married." Nate says. "She told me that herself. And she also has a two-month old baby. And her husband is the primary caretaker as she goes to work. But she's unhappy in that marriage. And she's getting a divorce.""That's a lie!" I blurt out. "She didn't seem like someone who was getting a divorce at the dinner!""What dinner?"There's a stretch of awkward silence between us, his eyes sharp on me."Natalie is my sister." I admit. "We were recently at a family dinner for my birthday. She was there with her husband and the
A full moon on the sky.The bonfire is big.The trees are swaying. The tents are set up with little lamps lit up from the inside. We are in the middle of nowhere but it strangely feels safe and secure.Everyone is talking and laughing and dancing and having a good time. The music is slow and nostalgic and the drinks are flowing. The boys are busy with the barbecue. The girls are busy drinking beer. I'm sitting on a stone, watching all of them.Damien is busy with the boys. He looks so relaxed and happy in the company of George, Liam and Ethan. He has a bottle of beer in his hand as he tends to the barbecue. It warms my heart to see him laughing with his friends.Vanessa is laughing at something that Sophia whispered in her ear. Those two have been inseparable since Sophia's overdose. But then again, they've always been close.George's wife, Gina, is busy drinking beer and talking to the two gorgeous women. Lucille and Miranda. I met Lucille when I was planning my wedding. A lovely fu
We are seated around the bonfire.We just had the most delicious barbecue and ate the most delicious cake. I'm full from the food. Now we're all just chilling and drinking and speaking in slow tones with hush music in the background.Atleast now they are wearing coats and sweaters and scarves and socks. I don't know how they were surviving in their summer outfits. The night is cold.Everyone looks so happy and warm in the arms of their lover. George with Gina. Liam with Lucille. Ethan with Miranda. Me with Damien. Vanessa with Sophia.This party has pumped life back into Sophia. She looks brighter and happier and vibrant and full of life. A lot of it has to do with Vanessa. I'm just wondering why she didn't drag her husband to the party."Let's play a game!" Gina proposes, flipping back her dark hair as she grins at everyone."Yes!" George chimes in. "Let's play a game! Truth or Dare!""No!" Gina rolls her eyes. "We are not a bunch of high-school kids. Let's play a more mature game."
DAMIENtwenty years laterIt's our twentieth anniversary.For every anniversary, we celebrate it in Bali. In the same hotel we went for our first, second and third honeymoon. There's been a lot of changes and renovations in the hotel over the years but it still gives me a feeling of nostalgia every time I come here.I step out of the shower and start drying myself with the towel.Dani is busy typing on her laptop. I apply some lotion and slide into a pair of white shorts. My wife doesn't bother to look up."George filed for divorce." I huff. "Gina cheated on him again. This time, with a younger man.""Not surprised." I sigh. "Why can't he just leave her?""He's addicted to the toxicity."Dani doesn't respond. She's still busy on her laptop. Plus, she's so over George and Gina. And honestly, so am I. For years, I wanted to save George from that abusive marriage but he clearly doesn't want to be saved. He made the bed. I'll just let him lie in it. Even if it's a bed of thorns that makes
DANII stare at Nate in shock.But he's not staring at me. He's staring at Damien."When Dani's dad shot me, I was paralysed." Nate says. "I could see everything. I could hear everything. But I couldn't move. I couldn't even feel blood oozing from my body."Okay, where's this going?"Dani was in shock after her father shot himself infront of her." He continues. "She just sat there, staring at his lifeless body. She was in shock and despair. She had lost all hope for life. That's until you came out of nowhere and wrapped your arms around her, crying. She was relieved. She was hopeful again. I was relieved too. And I was hopeful. That's when I allowed myself to pass out. All that time, I'd been forcing myself to hold on a little longer for Dani. I didn't want to leave her all alone and scared. But when you showed up, I knew she was in safe hands. So l let myself pass out."Nate finally turns to look at me, a small smile forming on his face."Remember that double date with Richard and yo
DAMIENI ring the doorbell.Dani swings the door open, dressed in her pajamas. She stares at me in complete shock and confusion."What are you doing here?" She asks in concern. "Are you okay?"I don't reply to that. I just pull her in my arms and cling to her body. I know she's pregnant and I'm probably hurting her baby but the baby will have to forgive me. I need his mother now. He can wait.Dani escorts me to the livingroom. She sneaks to the kitchen and brings me coffee. Yes, I definitely need coffee this time. I'm shaking due to the cold. Or maybe I'm shaking due to the shock. It's been a night of horror and I can't wait for it to end."What's going on, Damien?" Dani asks softly. "Where's Vanessa?"Just hearing her name sends chills all over my body. I look up at the ticking clock.The images of the last three hours play vividly in my head.Vanessa screaming in terror. Vanessa's head being chopped off. Vanessa's head being tossed in a black plastic bag like garbage. The "bad guys
VANESSABe calm.Whatever happens in life, be calm. That's one of the greatest tricks to tackle every situation in life. Be calm. Take a deep breath. Don't lose it. You might be losing it inside, but don't show them. Act calm. Act confident.I turn to look at Damien.Ofcourse I'm shocked. And confused. He just jumped out of the kitchen. He was listening to the conversation this entire time. I should have listened to my gut when I entered the house.I got a whiff of his cologne when I entered the living room. Then I got a glance of his shoes at the door. But somehow, I convinced myself that they didn't belong to Damien. A bunch of shoes look the same. And there's no way they belonged to Damien. I mean, I left him home looking hungry and exhausted. There's no way he could drive back to the city for two hours instead of taking a rest. God, I was in for a shock!But I'm still calm. "Babe." I smile. "You know I hate surprises.""Don't babe me!" He snaps. "I heard everything you just said,
DAMIENI dash into the kitchen and pour all the coffee in the sink.I don't want coffee. I want something stronger. Something like scotch. Something that will make me forget about my dad. And Vanessa. And the pregnancy scam. And the whole drug dealing thing. And the way I just talked to Dani. And the way she looked at me. All I do is hurt her with my words and actions. And all she does is be kind and nice to me. After everything I did, she's letting me spend the night at her house. God, I don't deserve her...It's pouring heavily outside.I look outside, the rain beating down on the roof and sliding down the window. For a moment there, I wish that the rain could wash away all the pain. I wish that the rain could slide down my soul and wash away all the sadness and sorrow. The doorbell rings, pulling me away from the sea of sad thoughts."Good evening, Dani." I grit my teeth when I hear that familiar voice. Vanessa. What the fùck is she doing here? How the fùck did she know that I wa
DANIDamien is standing at my door when I get home from the hospital.The second he sees me, he runs to me and our bodies clash in a tight embrace. He starts crying in my arms. And I start crying in his arms. And now we're crying in each other's arms. I don't even know why I'm crying. But I definitely know why he's crying.He lost his father. A father that he deeply loved. And today he lay his father to rest. That's hard on anyone.The sky rumbles. We break apart and silently walk into the house before it starts raining. Damien takes off his shoes and sits on the couch. I take off my black coat and sneak to the kitchen. There, I make coffee and grab some cookies from the pantry. Damien looks like he needs something stronger than coffee but it's the best choice for now. "Thankyou." He smiles when I set the tray of coffee and cookies on the table.I sit across from him, creating some distance between us. I'm just from seeing Nate in the hospital and we even kissed when I left. I wou
DAMIENThe ride home was silent.Two hours on the road with Vanessa sulking and seething and staring at me, her eyes filled with fury.The second I stop the engine, she flies out of the car and storms into the house. I follow her quickly but I can't keep up with her pace. When I walk into the house, she's already flying up the stairs.Maria steps out of the kitchen with a bunch of sandwiches on the tray."Spill the tea." She giggles. "Why is she so mad this time? What happened at the funeral?""Nothing interesting." I shrug.That's my way of brushing Maria off. Although I like her, she can be a little nosy in a way that's annoying and steps on boundaries. Vanessa is still the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate. Sometimes I think that Maria forgets that. Vanessa can be a pain in the àss but she still deserves respect as the biological mother of my child."Want a sandwich?" She offers."Sure." I grab it. "I'm starving!"I run up the stairs, chewing on the sandwich as I head to o
DANICamille's mansion was the perfect pick for the reception after the funeral.The guests are waltzing around the large livingroom, cups of coffee clutched in their hands. A bunch of bowls are sitting at the dining table with cookies and biscuits and even chocolates.I'm sitting on the couch next to Camille, munching on the crunchy cookies. Her face is blank and void of emotion but I know that deep down, she's having an emotional crisis. A few hours ago, she broke down as her husband was put to the ground. I can't imagine what that felt like for her. Spending half of your life with someone and then having to watch their lifeless bodies being lowered to the ground. Tragic."Look at them!" Camille points to Damien and Vanessa. "She's always complaining about something. They should break up already."They seem like they are fighting. Vanessa is nagging about something. And Damien is glaring at her. They are obviously the unhappiest couple in the room. I get a little thrill watching the
DAMIENVanessa slides into her black heels and walks towards me.She stands so close, looking up at me. There's a blank look on her face and it's kinda creepy. She straightens my collar and starts fixing my black tie."I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be completely honest with me."The cold tone in her voice sends shivers down my spine. She's not been speaking to me the entire morning. I thought it was odd but chose not to overthink it. I thought it's because we were both busy getting ready for the funeral. I thought maybe she's giving me some space and silence because this is the day that I lay my dad to the ground. From the tone of her voice, that's clearly not the case. She's mad at me. And from the way she's playing with this tie, I might end up getting strangled if I don't provide the answer that she wants. And that makes my heart start racing."Have you been fùcking Dani?"I can't help but laugh. I thought it was something serious. Something that was going to be