MADELYN. “ What's rightfully yours? I think there's a mistake somewhere, cause this handsome man over here is mine sweetheart. Or wait a minute,” with mouth agape, I turn to Jason and ask, “ Didn't you tell her, darling?” This was so much fun. I loved teasing Natasha. I always loved how she reacted towards the bait I always use. It's so sad to see a pretty young girl of her age running after a man that would never look her way. I wonder how love-starved a person would become, for it to get to this extent. I genuinely felt sympathetic for whoever birthed such a desperate, shameless lady. “ Madelyn or whatever they call you, I'm just here to sound a warning. Whether or not Jason is getting married, he still belongs to me. I will be back to claim him. Do me a favor would you, enjoy this while it lasts. I assure you it's not going to last for long.” “ Really? Oh no, I'm scared. Jason, did you hear that? I'm so terrified. Please Natasha, please spare
MADELYN. The night before my wedding was a memorable one. Jason and I had agreed on the no bachelor and bachelorette party. It would just be us spending the night awake with our kids and Grandma. That's if she doesn't fall asleep though, that lady loves her sleep! “ Mommy, you and daddy are gonna be married?” With the excitement building up in them, they never bring their selves to believe it. It's more like living in denial of it, and being pumped up about it, at the same fucking time. “ Yes princess, your mom and I would be getting married tomorrow. Wanna tag along?” Jason winks at me and our kids didn't find it funny. Seriously? Tag along? Like shut your mouth dude, we gonna be there and watch you both get married. If we ain't there, there's gonna be no wedding. He always addresses our daughters as princesses. It's heartwarming to see how much he loves and dotes on them. They can tell him anything, and everything. I like how he has ma
NATASHA. I sat on the couch in the living room, watching one TV show or the other and sulking like a miserable loser. “ You are still awake I see. Mind telling me why?” She knows the reason why. It's Thursday night for heaven's sake. My man would be getting married tomorrow. Not to me, but someone else. Y'all don't really expect me to sleep. “ Listen to me, I know for a fact that Jason and his wife are sleeping peacefully at their crib right now. But guess who can't shut her eyes? Natasha Caspian.” I rolled my eyes at her and stuffed the popcorn in my mouth. I have been doing this for hours now; watching TV shows, stuffing popcorn in my mouth and wiping my tears off with tissues. “ Can I go get you more tissues?”My mom volunteered and I gave her a go-ahead. She was no doubts feeling sorry for me at the moment. I look like a mess, I do know that. “ Crying or counting how many hours till dawn won't help, Natasha. Take it from
It's finally that moment I have been waiting for. That warm, soul-filling and heart-fluttering moment when you realize the wealthiest, drop dead gorgeous CEO Jason Black wants to spend the rest of his next six months with you. Few hours more and I would be in my white wedding dress, under the white arch surrounded by my favorite white lilies. I think the best part of it being your wedding day, is that you get a free ticket to be genuinely happy. No regrets, no negative energy, no past incidents that you have to reflect upon. Just undiluted happiness that runs deeper than what's displayed on your face. It runs deep into your veins and is circulated around your entire system. Nervous? Not at all. I wasn't tensed or having this fear of what would happen after today, I was just extremely cheerful. My wedding is set to begin by 12pm at noon. Yes, as early as that cause Jason wanted me to get enough rest before the after party which would start around 5pm and probabl
CARA. “ Well, what do we do next dad?” That question was asked days ago and I recall his reply, “ We attend your sister's wedding.” Here we are. Jason made it much more easier for us. He reached out first before dad could get to him. We actually planned finding our back into her life through the apology we were going to render. “ Dear Madelyn, please accept my apology. It's from the deepest part of my heart.” “ You fool. I swear on mom's tomb, if I was Madelyn and you offered me such bullshit as an apology, I'mma stay angry with you for the rest of my life. That's 0.05 out of 10, Craig. Do better!” The idiot had one knee on the floor with his hand stretched. “ I even skipped this part, why are you on your knees like that? You sure should go ahead and add another ring to her finger!” Dad had placed me in charge of the apology rendering section, which is hilarious by the way, but I also cannot afford to screw it up. What I was more pissed abo
MADELYN. Sweaty palms, rising anxiety and a whole different heart beating wildly in my chest. Before arriving at the wedding ceremony, I was sure that nothing would go wrong. I had on the brightest smile, not because of the pictures to be taken for the media, but because I was genuinely happy. People might find it strange that I choose to be happy about getting married to someone who I wasn't in love with, but there was just this joy that comes with being a bride. Whether or not you are getting married to a man who is going to sign the divorce papers after six months, the excitement would still be there. My father led me down the aisle. Craig was looking superb in his tuxedo which almost stole the spotlight from the groom. Dad looked really nice in his suit, and my lips happened to be hurting from smiling too frequently and too broadly. Did I leave out my little diamonds? Not at all. They all looked stunning in their suits and gowns. Jason couldn't
MADELYN. We went from getting married to searching for our daughter. We called the cops and I explained everything to them. Jason has tried calling Natasha. Her phone was switched off, obviously because she knew we would have found out Chloe was missing. “ Still switched off? Can't you reach her mom?” The hall was empty, everyone had gone home after searching for Chloe for the past one hour. It was just Jason, grandma and my family. I was totally unrecognizable. Red puffy eyes, with a ruined makeover and a supposed white gown that had dirt all over it. “ It's not connecting. I don't know why.” “ Natasha and her mom are in this together. If not, why would her number not go through at the same time that her daughter's is switched off?” " Don't say that, Madelyn. We don't know for a fact that Chloe was taken by Natasha or her mom. You just don't say certain things without having proof." “ We don't know? Oh, I guess you see
MADELYN. “ Where is Natasha?”A question I have asked for the tenth thousandth time without getting the response I wanted to hear. “ She's on a plane at this moment, to C. What part of what I said don't you understand? Cause I have been repeating it.” Jason, my fed up husband had since collapsed on her armchair. The cops had called several times within the few minutes we were here, to remind us not to take matters into our own hands. “ Why isn't your number connecting? And why is her phone switched off? Why is she in a haste to leave the country?” Everything makes sense. The connection between it all makes sense. But, my husband was too blind too see through this lady's pretense. “ She has a flat battery. She left immediately cause she was heartbroken to see Jason get married to you. Does that answer all your questions? Can't you see we have no hand in whatever crime you are accusing us of.” I wasn't satisfied. It was al