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THIRTY-TWO: Excuses, Excuses (2)
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Tangled Destinies ONE: The Mistress’s Scheme
Lila Robinson stifled a yawn, the clinking champagne glasses and forced cheer doing little to mask the hollowness she felt inside. She sat at a round table adorned with crisp white linens. Her father-in-law’s victory speech droned on, his words blurring with the hum of the crowd. She glanced at her husband, James, across the table, engaged in animated discussion with his business associates. The celebration was in full swing but Lila felt detached, her mind wandering to the bitter reality of her marriage.Across the table, Rachel, her husband’s mistress sat perched like a peacock. The woman had single-handedly turned Lila’s life into a living nightmare. She and James had been stealing glances at each other throughout the ceremony. Their poorly disguised performance was a public display meant to wound Lila. She absentmindedly stirred her drink, wishing she could leave but social decorum demanded her presence. She was trapped, forced to put on a smiling face for the sake of appearances.
Last Updated : 2024-05-19Tangled Destinies TWO: Walls Closing In
Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd. Lila’s mouth dropped open in shock. “That’s not true!” she cried, her voice rising. “She fell on purpose!” James’ face contorted with fury. “How could you, Lila?!” he shouted. “She’s pregnant! With MY baby!” Her vision blurred with tears. “James, I swear, I didn’t push her. She did this to herself. She’s lying!” Before James could respond, his father, David Robinson, stepped forward. His commanding presence silenced the room. “Enough!” he barked. “Someone call for an ambulance now.” The room became a blur of movement and noise. Lila felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see James’ mother, Margaret, looking at her with a mixture of pity and accusation. “Lila, dear, why don’t you come with me?” The words were said gently but firmly. As Margaret led her away, Lila looked back to see James cradling Rachel, his face speaking of his anguish. The betrayal cut deep, sharper than any knife. In that moment, Lila realized that her marriag
Last Updated : 2024-05-19Tangled Destinies THREE: Betrayal Unveiled
Lila sank to the cold, unforgiving floor, her body shaking with sobs. She felt utterly alone, trapped in a nightmare she could not escape from. The silence surrounding her increased her fear. She could not understand why this was happening. Had James ordered this? Did he really believe she had tried to kill Rachel?A single flickering bulb above her cast an unsettling glow, highlighting the dust particles dancing in the stale air.Lila’s mind raced with possibilities, each more terrifying that the last. What if Rachel lost the baby and blamed her? What if James divorced her and left her with nothing? The future stretched out before her, bleak and uncertain.She thought of Annabelle, the only person who believed in her innocence. Annabelle would fight for her, she had to. But would her quiet, gentle sister-in-law be able to stand up to the powerful forces standing against Lila? The doubt ate at her, threatening to overwhelm the small hope Annabelle’s support had given her.Lila hugged
Last Updated : 2024-05-21Tangled Destinies FOUR: Cutting Ties
Lila stood in her room, packing her belongings into a worn suitcase. This room had once been a place of comfort, but now it was no longer hers. The divorce papers were signed, and her time in this house was coming to an end.Annabelle was beside her, helping to fold clothes and pack items. She moved with quiet efficiency, but her face was covered in sorrow and guilt. “Lila, I’m so sorry,” Annabelle said, her voice trembling slightly. “I should have done more to stop James from falling for Rachel’s scheme. I should have made him see the truth.”Lila paused and placed a hand on Annabelle’s arm. “Annabelle, you did everything you could. You believed me when no one else did. That’s more than enough.” She sighed. “James made his choice, and Rachel played her cards well. There was nothing more you could have done.”Annabelle shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes. “It’s so unfair. You’ve always been good to James. I can’t believe he’s letting Rachel manipulate him like this.”Lila sigh
Last Updated : 2024-05-21Tangled Destinies FIVE: Escape to Sea’s Edge
Lila sat in the middle of the hotel bed, staring at her laptop in frustration. She had sent out countless resumes and filled out numerous job applications, but nothing had come of it. Each passing day mirrored the previous one – a monotonous routine of scouring endless job boards and submitting applications that she never got replies to. The hotel room, though clean and comfortable, was starting to feel claustrophobic. Her savings were dwindling, and she didn’t want to touch her alimony or the gracious sum Annabelle had gifted her yet. The anxiety of not finding work was starting to overwhelm her.Desperation drove her to reach out to Annabelle. She dialed the familiar number, her heart heavy with the weight of her request. Annabelle picked up on the second ring. “Lila, darling. How are you holding up?” Annabelle’s voice was warm and concerned.“Not great,” Lila admitted, her voice small. “I’ve been looking for jobs everywhere, but there are so few openings and I haven’t gotten a sin
Last Updated : 2024-05-21Tangled Destinies SIX: When Trouble Walked In
Disoriented sunlight streamed through unfamiliar woven blinds, pulling Lila from sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, and she was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. She sat up with a start, her mind foggy. Where was she? The memories came flooding back - her husband's betrayal, his mistress, the separation. She was at her sister-in-law's beach home, a temporary refuge. The tranquil turquoise walls of the master bedroom of Annabelle's beach house were a stark contrast to the beige tones of her own carefully curated room in the house that was no longer her home. She gazed around the room, taking in the decor. The walls were adorned with shells and driftwood, a far cry from her own elegant and modern style. The bedspread was a vibrant floral pattern, and the furniture was worn and cozy. It was a beachy, laid-back vibe that was foreign to her, but she appreciated the warmth and comfort it exuded. The rhythmic crash of waves replaced the usual city sounds, and the salty tang in the air was a wo
Last Updated : 2024-06-05Tangled Destinies SEVEN: First Impressions
The man fumbled with the melting gelatos, abandoning them on a nearby table with a soft plop. His hurried steps faltered slightly as Lila rose, her hand instinctively reaching out to shield the children. "Excuse me, sir," Lila said, her voice calm but firm, "but I'll need to see some identification before you take them." His face contorted in disbelief. "Identification? They're my children!" The little girl burrowed deeper into Lila's embrace, while Aaron peeked out from behind her with wide eyes. Their apprehension only intensified Lila's concern. "I apologize for any inconvenience," she continued, "but I can't simply release them without verification." The man introduced himself, sputtered in outrage. "This is outrageous! You have no right to question me!" Lila met his gaze steadily. "If you're their father, then showing identification shouldn't be a problem, should it? Otherwise, I'll be forced to call the authorities." The tension crackled in the air just as the books
Last Updated : 2024-06-06Tangled Destinies EIGHT: Bad Daddy
Dominic's drive home with Aaron and Winnie was filled with an uncomfortable silence. He couldn't shake off the feeling of regret that had been building up since he stormed into the bookstore. He had overreacted, and he knew it. He gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly, knuckles white against the worn leather. The crisp sea air whipping through the car offered a welcome contrast to the turmoil brewing inside him. Shame gnawed at him, a bitter aftertaste to the initial surge of relief that had flooded him upon finding Aaron and Winnie safe. In his frantic state, fueled by a terror he refused to acknowledge at the time, he hadn't stopped to consider things from the shop clerk's perspective. She'd been responsible, watchful, the very picture of someone entrusted with children's safety. The memory of her calm demeanor, the way she'd scooped Winnie into her arms, contrasted harshly with his own bluster. Logic whispered, loud and clear, that if a stranger had tried to snatch Aar
Last Updated : 2024-06-07
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Tangled Destinies THIRTY-TWO: Excuses, Excuses (2)
When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting together.“You make it impossible to stay away,” Dominic said, his voice rough with emotion.Lila smiled, her fingers trailing along the collar of his shirt. “Maybe I don’t want you to.”He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent a pleasant shiver down her spine.Dominic glanced over her shoulder, his nose twitching slightly. “So, these cookies you’re baking,” he said, his tone teasing. “Are they really for the kids, or was that just an excuse to see me?”Lila laughed, the sound light and unrestrained. “I haven’t decided yet,” she admitted, her eyes sparkling.“Well,” Dominic said, his thumb brushing against her hip, “if they’re half as sweet as you, I’m sure they’ll love them.”The compliment was simple, but it made Lila’s heart flutter all the same. She stepped back, her hand slipping into his as she led him inside. “Come on,” she said. “They’ll be out of the oven in ten minutes.”Dominic followed
Tangled Destinies THIRTY-TWO: Excuses, Excuses (1)
The sugary scent of cookie dough filled the kitchen as Lila slid the tray into the oven, her fingers still slightly from the dough even though she’d washed them twice. A small hum escaped her lips. It was a song whose lyrics she couldn’t even remember properly, but with how lighthearted she was, she didn’t really care. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this carefree. It had been an ordinary day at the shop until Marcus had decided to close early. The unexpected freedom had left her with free time she didn’t know what to do with.Her first instinct had been to text Dominic. Her hand had hovered over her phone, already composing a message in her mind. Something simple—playful, maybe. But doubts crept in before she even unlocked the screen. Would she seem too clingy? Desperate for his attention?“It’s been too long since I’ve done this,” she had muttered to herself, shaking her head as she shov
Tangled Destinies THIRTY-ONE: What Margaret Hid (3)
Margaret’s face twisted with regret, her hand trembling as she reached for Annabelle. “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she murmured, her voice barely audible. “I took James that night because I knew it would cut your father the deepest. He always saw James as his heir, even if he never said it out loud.”Annabelle’s head snapped up, her chest tightening at her mother’s words. “His heir?” Her tone was sharp, laced with a bitterness she couldn’t suppress. So what was she? The spare?Margaret flushed, rushing to clarify. “Oh, darling, don’t misunderstand. Your father loves you too. Of course, he does—”“Stop.” Annabelle’s voice cracked like a whip, her words slicing through the air. She felt the sting of those words in her chest, the unspoken truth they carried. “I didn’t ask you to justify him. I asked you what happened that night.”
Tangled Destinies THIRTY-ONE: What Margaret Hid (2)
Annabelle blinked, the words hitting her like a well-aimed punch. She stared at her mother, her mouth slightly open in shock. Of all the things she had expected, this wasn’t one of them."Rachel’s affair?" Annabelle repeated slowly, her voice laced with disbelief.Margaret nodded miserably, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks.Annabelle shook her head, trying to make sense of it. "Mother, how could you possibly know about Rachel’s affair? How long have you known?"Margaret pressed her hands to her face again, as though trying to block out Annabelle’s questions. "I didn’t mean for it to get this far," she whispered, her voice muffled. "I didn’t mean for it to spiral like this."Annabelle’s chest tightened, a cold dread creeping over her. "Mother," she said carefully, "what are you talking about? What do you mean you didn’t mean for it to spiral?"Margaret lowered her hands, her eyes bloodshot a
Tangled Destinies THIRTY-ONE: What Margaret Hid (1)
Annabelle was halfway up the stairs, her mind still buzzing with the revelation she’d gotten from her conversation, when she felt a hand grab hers, sharp nails digging painfully into her skin. She gasped and turned around, expecting to see Rachel had come after her to take their fight to a physical level. But the face she saw wasn’t Rachel’s—it was her mother, Margaret’s.Her irritation flared for a moment, ready to scold her mother for sneaking up on her like that. But the harsh words froze on her tongue the moment she saw Margaret’s face. Her mother looked almost unrecognizable from the elegant beauty Annabelle was used to seeing. Her skin was deathly pale from so many days of shutting herself up in the house instead of going out into the sun. Her usually soft, pleasant features were twisted with panic, her wide eyes darting around like a frightened animal. Her thin frame seemed even smaller beneath the loose, stylish robe she wore.
Tangled Destinies THIRTY (2): Truths at the Table
Rachel’s silence was all the confirmation Annabelle needed. Her pale face and trembling hands told a story louder than any words ever could.Annabelle tilted her head, her smile turning razor-sharp. "You played your cards well," she admitted. "Using that baby to manipulate James into throwing Lila out of the house? It was a bold move when it wasn’t even his. But here’s the thing about lies, Rachel—they have a way of catching up to you." She leaned forward, her smile fading as she fixed Rachel with a cold stare. "You lied," she said quietly, the words cutting through the air like a blade. "You lied to James, to my family, and you ruined Lila’s life for nothing. All because of your selfish, disgusting games."Rachel’s breathing grew uneven, her hands trembling as she gripped the edge of the table. "You... you don’t have proof," she said weakly, though her voice lacked conviction.Annabelle laughed softly, a sound devoid of
Tangled Destinies THIRTY (1): Truths at the Table
Annabelle took her time, stirring her tea with a deliberate air of calmness as she watched Rachel from the corner of her eye. Across the table, Rachel sat stiffly, her hands resting in her lap, the only betrayal of her unease being the slight trembling in her fingers. Annabelle glanced up briefly, noting the tension in Rachel's jaw, the way she refused to meet her gaze. It was amusing, really—this woman, who thrived on manipulation and deceit, was fidgeting before her without Annabelle needing to lift a finger. Annabelle couldn’t help the satisfaction that curled through her. Setting her spoon down with a soft clink, Annabelle folded her hands on the table. "So, shall we talk about Victor Nolls?" she began smoothly, her voice filled with mock politeness. "Are you going to deny it? Or would you rather get it all out in the open now?"The reaction was instantaneous. Rachel’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with shock. For a quick moment, her compo
Tangled Destinies TWENTY-NINE (2): Deep Suspicions
She met Rachel’s gaze evenly. "Some of us prefer silence over unnecessary chatter."“I’m just making an observation.”Annabelle didn’t look up from her plate. "And you seem overly interested in my mood this morning. Something you’d like to say?"Rachel didn’t hesitate, as though she had been waiting for this exact opening. "My cards have been restricted."Annabelle blinked, taking a small bite of her toast. She chewed slowly, savoring the crispness of the bread as Rachel’s words sank in. After swallowing, she finally said, "And how is that my problem?"Rachel leaned forward, her manicured nails tapping against the table. "I was out this morning to get a coffee. Just a coffee, Annabelle. And both of my cards declined. Both. Do you have any idea how humiliating that was?"Annabelle cut a piece of her toast in half, her expression neutral as she buttered it. "Sounds like you should t
Tangled Destinies TWENTY-NINE (1): Deep Suspicions
Annabelle stared at her reflection in the mirror of her vanity, her hands going still in the middle of applying her moisturizer. Her morning routine had always meditative and calming, but today it felt mechanical, as her hands moved on autopilot. A persistent thought had settled in her mind since last night, making it difficult to focus. Blackmailing Rachel, as her father had ordered, was unpleasant enough. The idea filled her with a sense of dread—not because Rachel didn’t deserve it. If anything, Rachel deserved worse. But the sordid revelation of Rachel’s affair with Victor Nolls had made her think of a more troubling possibility, one that Annabelle couldn’t ignore.What if the child Rachel lost hadn’t even been James’ at all?The idea rooted itself deeper as she remembered the way James had humiliated Lila in front of the family. Rachel had been having an affair with Victor before she even met James—what were the odds that
