The next evening, Michael took Julie to see the new house. It wasn’t far from where the condo they lived in was. As they entered a gated community, she felt like they were stepping into a different world. Julie saw other residents. Living in this place would feel odd, because guards secured the community’s gates, while only residents used the roads and walkways. “What’s the matter, Julie?” “I feel like we’re in a fishbowl. Everyone here will know us and what we’re doing. They’ll judge us.” “I’m sure they’ll be too busy worrying about how everyone is judging them, too.” Michael said. “That does not define this community. Here we can relax and know that our family will be safe. The area boasts excellent schools, three well-maintained parks, its own access to the local mall, and a private gym only for residents.” “It sounds so isolating.” “I thought you preferred to avoid socializing?” “How can I collaborate wit
When Julie finally saw the entire house from top to bottom, she was slowly coming to realize that there’d be several things she’d have to get used to. Lots of space and experiencing how rich Michael truly was. He didn’t think anything about walking the property to go to work. He added to the members of their staff as if it were nothing. Meanwhile, Julie was still worried she’d spent too much on an iced latte. But she knew this would take time to make the space her own, and the community concerned her too. What if it was the country club all over again? For that matter, what did they know about boats or sailing? Did Michael know anything about barbecuing? Or having kids, for that matter. It sounded like it would be a lot of work. “Michael, how am I supposed to write in one building and look after these children you want in another? There’s a pool in between. That scares me. What if one of them falls in when I’m distracted by writing? “First, look at t
Julie didn’t know how to respond to Michael’s words, but that didn’t stop her from questioning everything she wanted to say. She wanted her dreams she’d lived with and later forced to push aside. Julie knew that her feelings and dreams made little sense to anyone but her. Julie found many of her hopes and dreams based in her past traumas, and she’d have to grow past them. To her, nothing made sense these days, because she used her past to translate the present. Only that didn’t work anymore, Michael changed it all. She’d learned she could live her life questioning everything and doing nothing. Or just go with whatever happened and live with whatever unfolded. She could plan everything to the tiniest detail, but the plan could fall apart before she even started. People weren’t truthful, and she hated that. Ultimately, she had to continue, regardless of their presence. Julie pondered the extent of Michael’s temptation. She wanted to believe he wanted this. Julie
Eventually, Aria left the rehab facility after what felt like forever. It hadn’t been easy, and she’d been there longer than the four weeks they promised her initially. She complained about that last part. It meant Aria avoided the media coverage of the modelling agency debacle with several other mind-boggling twists from distributing drugs to what shocked her the most was trafficking women. Aria was unaware of the agency trafficking their models. It wasn’t until Leon explained to her that the modelling agency wasn’t supposed to set up dates for the models or profit from those dates. Her father’s people were scrambling to hide the fact that he and his staff had turned a blind eye on Aria’s career and situation. She desired distance and no connection with her father. Aria finally heard from someone else other than her father’s people or Leon the bitter truth of what situation she’d grown up in. That she spent half her life as a dirty secret and the other trying
“Julie, come to bed, love. It’s late. You can do that in the morning. I’m sure that the interior designer will understand if you don’t have it waiting for him at nine in the morning.” Michael stood at the door to Julie’s office with his arms crossed before him and a stern look on his face. She’d been more preoccupied since he’d bought her the house. She’d currently focused on the interior designer’s requests, while also editing her novel and working on a new one. Julie needed everything to be perfect within the house. He liked that she’d busied herself with it. If she saw the house as her home. The one she’d always wanted; he was sure she’d settle down and accept their marriage. Perhaps she’d be able to accept having a family with him as well. There was nothing he wanted more now. She continued to do things for him every day that made his day perfect in his eyes. He saw no motive for Julie’s actions. But that didn’t matter because he had his own w
Julie heard his words, and she believed what Michael said. He sincerely meant it all, but she wondered how her leaving him made him realize her impact on his life and how he felt. The only reason she originally did things for him was to keep him happy. That way he wouldn’t notice her. At least, that’s what she told herself in the beginning. Her acts of love improved his life, as even the smallest gestures made a difference. Some people neglect the unimportant tasks. But she’d found doing these things made everything nicer for others. In better times, people were more kind and accepting of her quirks. Julie longed for someone to return the insignificant items, showing genuine concern for her. She expected nothing like that from Michael, but for some odd reason, Julie kept a slim hope going that it could happen. Now she knew it had. What would she do with that knowledge? That was the question Julie had pondered since Michael gave her the house. She knew she care
Aria entered the condo and saw nothing had changed there. She relaxed completely. She’d feared Leon would have a party for her return. Prior to rehab, she always aimed to be the centre of attention at parties. Commanding attention from everyone and squashing anyone who threatened her command of that attention. Now Aria understood why she did that. It was her way of getting her parents to pay attention to her. But it wasn’t effective, and she’d learned only horrible behaviour got her what she wanted, even if that horrible behaviour granted her hardship and disaster. Aria didn’t have to pretend for others any longer. “Thank you for abiding by my wishes, Leon.” Aria said as she clung to him. She’d clung to his arm and pressed against him since she left the rehab facility. She was unaccustomed to months of abstinence from any form of physical touch or sexual activity which the rehab centre insisted on. Aria felt a need for physical touch.
Julie didn’t like the idea of going shopping in person. Too many variables were possible. What she most dreaded was how strangers responded to her experience. They knew nothing about her life or her lived experience. Nor did they care to be kind or learn anything about it, because it showed how their convenient life inconvenienced someone else. This response often came with permission for them to mock, insult, and be rude to her. With words like “You’re being overdramatic,” “You’re imagining it,” “Just get over it, you’re an adult,” or her favourite response, “You’re just seeking attention.” If she revealed her ADHD to some, she’d heard, “That’s a boy’s disease and women can’t have it.” These thoughts plagued Julie for many years. She knew it was pointless explaining to them how wrong they were for saying these things and believing it all. It’s not a disease. It’s a condition women and men can have, and there’s no cure. Then there’s the stupid rea
Julie removed her earbuds as she sat at her desk. She’d just listened to the ready-to-print version of her fifteenth novel. It was survivable, at least. She felt Stephen and her publisher would love it. She could hear everyone out at the pool having fun. Michael entertained the early bird parents and kids as they slowly arrived for Johnathan’s birthday pool party. Their children’s parties seemed to be an event where people wanted invitations and their presence recognized by their peers. Julie couldn’t believe the changes that had happened over the last few years. Johnathan’s birth shone in her brain as the mark when Julie knew Michael was hers. He’d not settled, but he’d found a different direction for his life that made him happier. Michael had help from the parents, nannies, and several staff members minding the chaos of children everywhere. They’d long ago child proofed the house, and currently Michael hid his genuine prized items in a series of locked rooms away from t
Aria’s honeymoon was so much more than she had expected, and she used her social media accounts to poke the bear that was her father. She posted teasing photos of the place where she got married. Sold a few of her wedding photos to a couple of magazines with an interview hinting at why her father really wasn’t at her wedding and how disappointed she was at his betrayal of family ties. At the end of the interview, Aria made it good and clear that she’d broken off all ties with her father and she wasn’t interested in ever reconciling at any time in the future. He and his staff burned those bridges. As she went around Europe and saw the unique way of life there, some of it initially felt confusing and complicated. But she investigated other differences in how they treated people. It was something she’d not given much thought about until her life spiralled out of control and she finally understood why she was the way she’d become. It wasn’t pretty, and she had the photos and v
“Edward has everything in the car, Julie. We’re ready to head for the hospital. Now, you’re sure you’re okay with going through with a c-section? I mean, if you change your mind, you can still back out.” Michael could see how large Julie grew and wondered how his son hadn’t torn his way out. Michael worried Julie could no longer stand and walk safely. Life kept changing and he couldn’t believe he’d once thought this part of his life could go on without him. Over the last eight and a half months, he’d learned so much about a woman’s body he had to wonder if they were the same species. Women were so complicated, and Julie had some unique complications. A common comorbidity Julie had called EDS would complicate even the epidural she would need. Her joints had more range, and it caused her shoulders, back, and hips to be uneven. It could complicate administering the epidural. If she couldn’t get it, then she’d have to give birth naturally without it. This terrified Julie, alon
“I’m glad you’re doing this, Julie. Honestly, I don’t know what her father is thinking. But if he thinks she could embarrass him normally, to not come to his daughter’s wedding. Campaigning or not, he’s going to look bad. He recognized her as his daughter when it was convenient for him. Now he pulls this because it’s not convenient. His poll numbers will go down and he’ll lose the public confidence. If it gets out and it will that we showed up after that entire mess that started all of this. He’s sunk.” “You don’t think this is a mistake? She will not pull something fast. Like become caught in someone else’s bed?” “Julie, Aria’s been through a lot in the last six months. Leon didn’t just send her to rehab to just get off the medication. He sent her to a location that deals with complex abuse cases. She doesn’t realize it, but they did. He had to wait for over two years to get her a place there. It’s why I took her in like I did. I admit there were other stupid
The small plane landed at the secluded island airport, and Julie sighed in relief. There was something about travelling she disliked. To come all this way for a wedding for someone she didn’t like seemed crazy. But Leon was Michael’s best friend and Julie would muddle through it for five days there. What she still couldn’t get over was Aria’s request to come and bury the hatchet somewhere other than Julie’s back. She’d apologized. The hadron collider must have tested something again, and the world altered in reaction to the outcome of that test. That’s how Julie thought of why things changed in ways she didn’t see coming. Not that she believed the conspiracies; it was just a humorous way to look at her problem because Julie didn’t believe she’d ever find out the true reason these things changed. But jumping off into another timeline felt as sane as any other reason, and perhaps sometimes more logical. They stepped off the plane with the other guests, and a protracted line
Michael had said that he didn’t want to celebrate something that didn’t change. He didn’t want to admit he’d changed, and that changed their relationship. His explanation for this was he’d not been aware that he could be any other way until he’d seen how she lived in perpetual difference. Her effort to give him an easier existence while ignoring her own struggles had him questioning and rejecting much of his father’s teachings. It’d crossed over into his work life to and several people mentioned it over the months. So much so it became part of the water cooler gossip. Julie only found out about this after they’d gone back to the gym, and she heard the gossip at the juice bar. Michael hadn’t gone with her today as he now often did. Julie still struggled to become used to his constant presence around her. But she knew why this time around she struggled with it. Julie had to fight putting up a mask for the world and in that moment with Michael at the gym, she couldn’t figure
Christiana brought Aria upstairs, showed her the room, and helped her to unpack her things. Aria had to wait an hour before Leon came upstairs to her. But once Christiana ended with that, she gave Aria an odd warning before she left Aria to her own devices. “My dear, you’re not as sweet as you pretend to be, but that’s not a mark against you with me. The problem you will have been with the men of this family. They run this family with an iron fist, and we are not part of the conversation or the family business. So, if you think you will control anything or anyone within this family, then you’ll be walking a thin line between surviving or disappearing within an unfortunate accident. Please be careful what you say and do. This is something we say to all women who enter this family. Think carefully and long. If you stay, learn to keep your head down and your mouth shut. You can do and say anything outside of the family but don’t allow the bad to reflect on the family.”
“Julie love, you fell asleep. We’re here now. Let’s go in for our appointment.” Julie woke up to Michael’s voice. During their trip to her doctor’s appointment, she’d fallen asleep. Today she would talk to the doctor about her pregnancy and what to expect, including her birthing plan. Something she’d been avoiding because it absolutely terrified her. With pain, she had an odd relationship with it. There was no normal response to it for her. It either didn’t register or she was in a world of hurt that no one understood. Medications didn’t seem to work correctly either when dealing with pain. She’d believed that she was imagining this issue for most of her life, but Julie learned not too long ago that wasn’t the case. Her body resisted many pain medications, and she did in fact register pain differently to other people. “Great, let’s get this over with because there’re things I need to get done today.” She’d been grumpy for most of the day. Between
Julie sat there in the conference room with her lawyer. They’d been hashing out exactly how things would go from here on out. Michael had given her a file of documents which gave her terms he was willing to work with and he’d changed all the wording. Her lawyer had to review it all over the last few days and he had admitted to Julie that the generosity in the new offer was off the charts compared to the first time they sat down to get through this. But to stay was more beneficial for both parties. However, he warned her not to do anything if it wasn’t in her heart, or best for her safety. She should do what she believed was best for her and her child. “I will, I promise you that. But I will have to say that things have changed greatly in the last six months. I’m still unsure what changed things. If it was a single event or multiple events, but he’s not the same man. No, before you say it’s temporary, understand he’s happier now with the changes he’s made. It’s