The Johnson family began to arrive at the Mitchell mansion and were welcomed by y2yttthe golden hue of the sun as it began to set on the building in front of them. Jessica, sitting with both hands crossed at the back of her father’s G-wagon, could feel the ominous sensation in the air as they arrived. She wished she could be as calm and poised as her parents were while their feet echoed on the marble floor as they walked in to where Mr and Mrs Mitchell stood to welcome them.“Welcome, Joe. It has been too long.” Mr Mitchell greeted, shaking the hands of his long time friend.“It has. I was so happy when I got the invitation.” Joseph lied, trying his best to not act angry at what his son had done to his daughter. They needed this night to go well so Jessica could leave the country without any hiccups.“We’re so sorry about everything. That’s why we decided to invite you and your family over, when we heard the news.” Mrs Mitchell walked over to hug Janet, squeezing her in her arms like
Jessica stood at the airport terminal, her heart beating in her chest as her parents stood by her in the midst of the active individuals who were either returning or traveling to their destinations. Her father, Joseph Johnson, held her on her suitcase, a part of him unwilling to let her go. Her mother, Janet, kept fussing about the coat she had picked out to wear for this trip. The chilly in the airport sipped into the terminal from the automatic doors that had placed been at different locations. “So are you ready? Italy will be a great start for you, Jess.” Janet said, smoothing the invisible creases on Jessica’s coat. Jessica let out a smile, though her heart was heavy with this decision to move to Italy. It was supposed to be an escape for her, the fresh start that she needed for her life. Five years in a loveless marriage where she was never recognized was enough to make her want to take retreat.“Yes, mum. I know and I’ll ensure that you both are able to visit as soon as possib
“Benevento, signora Jessica.” The driver at the airport terminal greeted her with a smile on his face as he got her suitcase and put them in his vehicle. His sleek black uniform and cap shone brightly against the beautiful morning sky in Italy. “Ahh, my bad. I am your Carlo, your personal driver in the city of Florence.”“Grazie” Jessica answered, remembering the word she had learned during her flight to Italy. It was still shaky but she had put in a lot of effort to practice for this new phase of her life. The long flight to Italy had been exhausting and draining but the beautiful landscape in the city of Italy took it all away as she watched her spirits begin lifted.“Long flight?” Carlo asked with another smile on his face because he recognized the tired look on her face. It was the same with the numerous passengers he worked with everyday outside the airport.“Yes, Carlo. Very long if I must say.” Jessica said, still taking the wonderful structures in front of her in the city of
The beautiful rays of the morning sun waltzed right into Jessica’s apartment, majestically taking over the entire space which welcomed it in through the large widows placed strategically in the apartment. She opened her eyes and studied the entire room since it was her first time waking up in her new apartment in Florence, Italy. Jessica stretched lazily in her medium sized bed, taking in the cool breeze that accompanied the sun like a partner in crime. Florence was going to be her haven for the next few years of her life, a place where would start her life all over, away from the memories in Los Angeles. Here, she could make a name for herself in whatever industry she chose and she would do this while raising a child.Jessica glanced at her clock on her bedside table. “Gosh, it’s already 9:30am. What time did I finally get to fall asleep last night?” She wondered, placing her feet into the comfy shoes that had already been placed by the side of her bed.Her antenatal check-up was in
Ethan Mitchell was found on his king-size bed with every limb of his body spread out. He was tangled in the silky sheets that he had imported a few months ago for his comfort, while the remnants of food and drinks from the previous night still clung to his body. As the early morning sun made its way into his bedroom through the heavy curtains he had hung, he squinted his eyes regretting why it was morning already. To his left and right, lay two women without any form of clothing on them but the mess they had created on his bed; empty bottles of wine, glasses covered in lipstick smudges, and the smell of what seemed to be bodily fluids from a hot night.The door to Ethan's bedroom slammed open, forcing everyone to wake up immediately as they jumped to see a woman standing in front of them. It was Ethan's mum, Victoria Mitchell, standing above them and judging each of them with her dark eyes that were filled with disgust. She took a deep breath in, processing what had become of her son
Ethan quickly splashed water on his cold face, the chill sending jolts through his entire body and bringing back the excitement of last night's party. The person he saw in the bathroom mirror as his reflection made him sad because he had become a shadow of his former self. His red eyes from intoxication, his beard unshaven, and the outstanding smell of alcohol that he could wash off his body despite his efforts to scrub it all away before he met with his grandfather.His grandfather's call earlier that morning had been abrupt and shocking, as it left him no chance to give reasons why he wouldn't be able to make it. Ethan deep down knew that this could be the chance he had spent the last five years of his life waiting for but he couldn't show up and look at a person from a ship wreckage. With such little time, there was only some facial magic he could perform so he wouldn't be late. As he buttoned up one of his numerous crisp white shirts, he couldn't help the nervousness he felt as he
Five Years Later- Jessica's POVJessica pulled her vehicle to the front of her daughter's school, her heart melting as she watched the school authorities bring Avery to the gate where she was waiting. The little girl's hair was completely blonde which was shocking for a girl her age, her curls bouncing as she jumped happily upon seeing her mother's car, her face lighting up with a wide grin. Jessica stepped out of her black vehicle, opening her arms as her daughter hurried into them for a big hug."Mama!" Avery called out at the top of her. "You're here.""Of course, sweetheart." Jessica smiled as she planted a kiss on her daughter's face. "So, how was school today?"Avery jumped on her toes, excited to see her mum come pick her up from school. "It was fun! We made art today, Mum. Painting and playing outside before Miss Nina told us a story about the space in the sky." She narrated, her eyes widening as she twisted her body from left to right because of how excited she was."Can
Jessica sat on her beautiful marble desk which was carved out by one of the best marble artists in Italy while she flipped the new Fashion Daily magazine. She had been offered a front-page spot and was finally getting to see it after many months. Her assistant, Genevieve, had just dropped off a lot of mail, but somewhere in the pile, one seemed to stand out to her. It was different from the others, delicate, purple-colored, and had a crest that brought back memories she had finally buried after a while. Her breath stuck in her throat as she realized that the Mitchell family had finally found her out after five years.It was Ethan's grandfather.She quickly scanned through the contents of the letter in her hand, her heartbeat palpitating as she read each word of it. Ethan's mother was coming up soon and her father-in-law was apparently trying to get a custom-made dress for her as a gift. They had requested no other brand than hers, Griselda, to do the job, so this made Jessica know t
The courtroom emptied, leaving behind an air of tension that seemed to live out with Jessica as she hastily made her way through the heavy double doors. Her heels hit against the cold marble floor, each step echoing the desperation screaming in her heart.Avery’s cries still rang in her ears, fueling the urgency that she felt. She spotted her daughter in the hallway, her tiny body forced against her grandmother’s tight embrace, hiccupping as the leftover tears ran down her eyes. Jessica rushed forward, her voice filled with regret.“Avery,” she whispered, kneeling. “Baby, I’m so sorry. Please don’t cry anymore.”Avery lifted her face ruined by tears, her cheeks red from the continuous crying. “Mummy...mummy, you were yelling? Did daddy do something?”Jessica’s heart clenched when she heard her daughter’s words. “No, no, my love. Not at all. Mummy wasn’t angry at Daddy. I was...I was upset at something that was happening in there.”Avery sniffled, clinging to her mother’s arm this time
The courtroom had fallen into a session of uneasy silence, the kind that pricked against the skin and made breaths seem shallow. Jessica sat on the witness stand, her knuckles white as she held on to its edges. Gregory Welsh adjusted his tie as he saw this, the perfect example of calculated confidence, his every move deliberate as he moved forward.“Ms. Williams,” he began, his voice still smooth but filled with accusation, “You have still given me an answer to my question.” Jessica’s throat tightened. Gregory’s gaze pinned her on her seat like a predator who finally caught its prey. He continued. “Why did you take Ethan’s unborn child abroad, raising her far from her biological father for five years?” Every eye in the courtroom was fixed on her, waiting to hear her answer, the same one that she hadn’t summoned the courage to give. She glanced at her later, Lois, who gave her a steady nod, urging her to remain calm and answer. But Jessica could feel the weight of judgement coming fr
The court reconvened shortly after the brief recess, the tension in the air was palpable to everyone. The jury made their way back to their seats, their earlier expressions of doubt surrounding Ethan Mitchell still roaming g in the air. Jessica Williams sat beside her lawyer, Lois, who leaned in and spoke in a low tone.“We’ve started well, Jessica,” Lois said, her eyes narrowing with determination in them. “But now’s where the real test begins. Stay calm, answer the questions truthfully, and don’t let his lawyer try to corner you. We already have momentum on our side, let’s keep it up.”Jessica nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. Her heart began to pound heavily as the judge stepped in, announcing that the proceedings should continue. It wasn’t long before that her name was called. “Ms. Williams,” the court clerk called out to her. “Please take the stand.”Jessica rose, her hands trembling as she made her way to the witness stand. She took the oat with a clear and steady voic
The room fell silent as Ethan Mitchell made his way to the witness stand. His steps were steady and calculated, but his face betrayed the unease he felt in his heart as he sat down, adjusted his tie and took the oat that was administered by the bailiff. The jury watched very closely, their expressions remaining neutral but very attentive, ready to weigh every word that proceeded out of his mouth.Lois rose from her seat, her every movement planned and deliberate. Her navy blue suit remained crisp and sharp, her expression calm but determined to bring Ethan down. She approached the stand, her bind in between her hands.“Mr Mitchell,” Lois began, her voice smooth but having a sharp undertone to it. “Thank you for being here today, we all know how busy you are. I want to just ask a very simple question. Can you please tell the court why your marriage to my client, Jessica Williams, came to an end?”Ethan shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his teeth gnashing against each other. “Our marri
Jessica sat quietly on the bench in the courthouse waiting room, her fingers gently caressing Avery’s hair as her little girl continued to hold on to her stuffed bunny. Around her, the air was filled with tension and anxiety. The polished floors around her gleamed under the light from the ceiling, but to Jessica, the space felt terrifying and uninviting.Joseph and Janet, her parents, sat behind her, their presence making sure she knew that she wasn’t alone. Janet reached out and squeezed her daughter’s hand, her lips forming into a firm line, while Joseph leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, staring at the ground as he made a silent prayer for his daughter. Ricky stood near the window, his arms crossed together, watching as though he could protect Jessica from the storm that was on its way for her.Lois, impeccably dressed in a nicely tailored navy blue suit, paced a few feet away from them, flipping through her binder and speaking quietly to herself. Ever so often, she glanced a
Jessica sat at the edge of her chair, hands cleaned tightly around her cup of tea making her knuckles turn white. The steam turned in the air, but the tea inside the cup had become cold, forgotten due to her nerves. Lois stood a few feet away from her, flipping through a binder filled with notes, legal jargon and a few highlighted sections.“Jessica,” Lois said, her voice bold but not unkind to her friend. “I need you to focus. Tomorrow isn’t just going to be about formality. The jury will decide Avery’s future. I need you to be prepared to answer their questions properly.”Jessica nodded, but her gaze was still fixed on the floor. Across the room, Ricky leaned against the wall, his arms crossed with a confidence hovering around him that she wished she had right now.Lois sighed, pulling out a chair across from where Jessica sat. She leaned forward, placing her hands on the table. “Let’s try again. What will you say when you are asked if you would like to co-parent with Ethan?”Jessic
Ethan sat in the dim light of his penthouse, his fingers drumming a rhythm on the edge of the glass in front of him. The whiskey swirled inside in the glass, a deep amber colour that looked like his current situation. His phone vibrated on the table, drawing his attention as he checked to see if Jessica had finally replied to his message.I want to see AveryHis message had been read but he had not gotten any reply. He had texted her many hours ago, every word showing his frustration, especially after the revelation he had gotten from his mum. He had called and sent messages to follow up, but this was all he got in return. Her cold detachment, her refusal to even let him spend a little time with their daughter.His thumb hovered over his phone screen, his mind racing, but the words seemed to leave before he could even think of them. He threw the phone back down on the table, the screen lighting up one more time to mock him.His penthouse had become noisy and chaotic. Laughter filled t
Ricky’s apartment had this cosy feeling to it, exuding a sense of wealth and warmth that Jessica found herself happy to be part of, admitting all the chaos from the recent days. The scent of garlic and herbs took over the air, making her stomach rumble once she stepped inside.“Ricky, this smells amazing,” Jessica said, taking off her coat and placing it on the rack that was by his door.Ricky emerged from the kitchen, a huge smile on his face. “Of course, I would prepare only the best for you. I know you’ve been through enough, Jess. Tonight is a night where you forget about the rest of the world, even though it is for a short while “Jessica smiled at him, touched by the thoughtfulness in his heart. “Thank you, Ricky. You didn’t have to do all of this for me.”“Are you kidding? This is just the beginning. Wait until you see what I have planned for dessert.” He winked, leading her into his dining room where the table was already set for two. A single candle standing in between the pl
The study was cold; on the desk were shadows flickering as the only desk lamp did its best to illuminate the room. Ethan stood at the window, his gaze fixed on the horizon far ahead of him. His mind continued to race, each thought fighting with the other, dragging for his attention. Olivia’s release didn’t make any sense to him. The bail, the timing, and the secrecy involved in it showed that someone had gone to great lengths to ensure that she walked out of there free.Clenching his fists, Ethan let out a very much-needed sigh of relief that he hadn’t realized he was holding for minutes. His hand moved to the paperwork on his desk, the reports he had gathered to find Olivia’s secret benefactor. Every lead he found pointed to the same conclusion that kept him unsettled. He grabbed his phone and dialled a number.“Ethan, darling, why are you calling so late at night?” His mother’s voice came in very warm, the kind of warmth that had helped him get away with being pampered as a young ch