Two weeks later…Thomas nuzzles the side of my neck and wraps his arm tighter around me. “Good morning, my love.”I find myself smiling as I move inch to him. He begins kissing the side of my neck and I shudder with delight. For the past few weeks, we’ve been in the honeymoon stage of our relationship. Everything has been so wonderful and perfect. I’m glad that I decided to stay, even though my decision upset Anthony, who’s been on my side since day one. He wanted me to leave because he never trusted Evan and he thinks I’m making a mistake. I understand his concern, but at the same time, I can’t stop living my life because I’m afraid of Evan. I have to move on. And this is how I want to move on. For such a long time, I’ve been bitter, and my heart has been cold. Thomas made me feel alive again, and the more time we spend together, the more certain I become of my feelings. “Morning,” I murmur. “I wish I could stay in bed with you all day,” he tells me. “But I have work today. Unfo
“Listen here, you pretentious bitch!” I curse at the top of my lungs. I don’t care if there are people listening, and I don’t care how bad a scene will make me look. “I have nothing to do with Hector, and even if I did, it wouldn’t be any of your business!”This woman has crossed the line with me before, and I won’t let it happen again. If she thinks she’s dealing with someone who’s afraid of her, she’s mistaken. Her gasp is loud and full of indignation. “Excuse me!?”“You heard me,” I claim. “If you ever speak to me the way you have again, I promise you that you’re going to regret it!”“Oh, will I!?” she asks, stepping forward. “Maybe you’re the one who’s going to regret the challenge you’ve presented me with. Do you think that I don’t know that you and Hector are together? That you’ve both somehow planned Julius’ death!?”The mention of Julius almost makes me draw back, but I can’t show weakness. In the coldest voice I can muster, I say to her, “You’ve lost your damn mind. I had no
More and more people keep showing up and it's starting to make my head hurt. I'm tired of hearing the condolences. I'm tired of the many heartfelt words that people are pouring down on me. I just want to be able to grieve the death of my parents in peace. Is that too much to ask? It's been a week since the car crash and my heart is still heavy with pain. I don't think this pain will ever go away. They were the only people I had in my life and I feel lost without them. Utterly lost. What do I do in this big house? How will I manage the estate and the company all by myself? Anthony, my father's best friend, promises that he'll help me and that he'll never leave my side and to be honest, I don't know what I would've done without him. He's been there for as long as I can remember and my father trusted him. I should trust him, too. The last guests leave and I show them the door. I force a smile on my face and allow myself to feel grateful because at least they were the only ones who
“Leo," Anthony says as he follows me around the room. His voice is dripping with disbelief. "You can't be serious. I refuse to believe that you're saying this to me." "Well, it's the truth," I answer as calmly as possible. He pauses and runs his hand down his face. His eyes are wide as he beholds me. "But you barely know the guy! You don't know anything about him. You're seriously serious about marrying him? After only a month of knowing him?" I check my reflection in the mirror one last time before stepping back. My hair is in a half-updo and the rest of it is hanging low, nearly down to my butt. My makeup up is simplistic but my lips are a dark red color that my makeup artist told me suits me well. The baby pink dress I'm wearing is simple and perfect for the event. I didn't want anything over the top. It's a very small engagement party. Anthony is still staring at me. I still haven't answered him. "Leonora." I turn my head slowly to look at him. "I don't know what yo
The day of our wedding arrives, and I couldn't be happier. I'm over the moon. It's finally happening. It felt like waiting endlessly for the best day of my life and now that it's here, I just want it to happen so I can experience all the things I've been dreaming of ever since he asked to marry me. Tonight will be a full moon, so the date is auspicious. Oddly enough, our wedding ceremony is even smaller than our engagement party. The only guests are Anthony, his uncle Charlie, and some of the staff from our house. Well, the ones who could come. Anthony will be the one to walk me down the aisle of the small chapel. I thought I'd go alone but he insisted last minute, claiming that he didn't want me to do this alone. I appreciate him for it even though I don't agree with how he treats Evan. We're standing at the door. I'm in my wedding dress, which is a mermaid-style dress that huge my slim body perfectly. The sleeves are made of lace and are long, and I have a long veil trailing beh
I sit up, holding the sheets up to my neck. I look around the room but don’t spot him. “Evan?” I say loudly. No answer. Could it be that he went downstairs for some reason? My concern gets me to my feet and I walk into the bathroom. I have to shower and then throw some clothes on. Perhaps by the time I’m done, he’ll come back. I spend only five minutes in the shower. Yesterday feels like a fever dream but I don’t dwell on it too much. I’m too distracted by the fact that Evan isn’t here. I know it’s ridiculous to feel this magnitude of concern but this is our first morning as a married couple. He should’ve been here when I woke up. That makes me a little upset. I open my briefcase and opt to wear a long, flowy dress. I meant to wear this to breakfast. I finish getting ready and Evan still isn’t back. I place my hand on my hip and then decide to call him. I’m sure he took his phone with him. I sit on the edge of the unmade bed and hold the phone against my ear. I frown when I he
My mouth is as dry as the desert.Anthony still hasn’t turned around to face me. His back is facing me but his whole body has gone rigid. I’m paralyzed with shock. No, he can’t be implying that Evan ran away with all my money. That can’t be it because I know the man I married and he isn’t like that. He’s kind and honest. He gave me a bag full of money when he could’ve taken it all for himself and I would never know anything about it. Anthony finally turns back around. The way he’s looking at me breaks my heart and makes me angry at the same time. He’s always assumed the worst of Evan. I say, “Stop it, Anthony. Just stop.”He strides toward me and then hands his card to the receptionist. He says, “I’ll take care of the bill. Don’t worry about it.”I stand aside, humiliated and angry at him. Angry that he would assume such a thing.He grabs my bags and helps me load them in the car. I’m mildly aware of my hands shaking. He closes the trunk and then turns to look at me again, that str
The damage is bigger than any of us could’ve guessed. Evan cleaned out all my bank accounts. Every cent that belonged to my parents is now in his hands. He sold the shares of the company about a week ago and someone bought me out of the company, which means I have nothing. The company that my parents built from the ground up now belongs to someone else. It was all done legally because he signed for me, and so I have no way of getting it all back. “Because his actions have led to financial harm, we can legally challenge him and get him to give you back a portion of the money, but for that, we have to locate him. Do you have any idea of where he might be?”That’s the question everyone keeps asking me. I don’t know where he is or where I might find him. The world is huge. He could be anywhere right now. Anywhere. The only thing the asshole didn’t sell was my family home. It’s still with me. Anthony says that I should sell it before he does, and overall, it’s the best decision becaus