*Flashback*"Marry me.""What?""Marry me."I look at my boyfriend like the crazy person he is but I'm surprised when I don't see even a hint of humor in his eyes. So I look back at him again, now with the same intensity he's radiating through his eyes. But it's to ask him again,"What?"Aaron Miller has made a declaration, to himself and the people around him. That he would never again get married and he put that on his life. Dating him, I had to accept that we would never get past the dating point. That marriage was something I would never experience, at least not with him. I'd happily given that up because I'd never felt for anyone what I felt for him. No man had ever made my heart beat a mile a minute just by a single stare.We're now laying in bed, at 2 p.m. Something we've been doing a lot lately, mostly because it's winter time and there's nowhere else we'd rather be. But also because we can't seem to be able to be apart from each other. Wherever he is is where I want to be, a
Wait.Is what they were told to do.Mrs. Sinclair paced around the corridor of the familiar hospital ignoring her husband's desperate attempt to calm her down, there was no way at all that she could be free from stress in that moment, she was in complete agony.Why? Because it was all her fault, at least that was what she kept telling herself. The doctors warned that putting her under a lot of stress might do more harm than good to her already compromised state and she simply didn't listen. She just had to get revenge, and because of that her daughter's life was in danger. Again.Her daughter's life was in danger, because of something that ultimately proved to be useless.She knew very well that the system didn't quite cater much for people who looked like them, especially not against affluential beings like Aaron Miller. Shame on her for having faith and hoping that the system would prove her wrong, but an even bigger shame on her for ever thinking that her ex-son-in-law cared even t
*Flashback*"I don't know I guess I've always imagined it to be a little more... special."I was never really a kid who cared much about my wedding day or the dress I would want to wear on the day but that doesn't mean I didn't want the day to be great. It doesn't mean I didn't want the day to be so amazing I would want to tell my great-grandkids about it."You know I can't love." He says to me as he packs up the things he needs to go to the office, further breaking my heart.I take a breath to calm myself down and then make my way to the kitchen where he follows me not long after.We sit in silence as we relish the omelet meal I made for us. My mind is racing but his isn't, because as always - the thing that means everything to me means nothing to him. He's sitting reading the business section of the newspaper that's hiding half his figure. I know it's not purposeful but that doesn't stop me from being irritated.Not because of the newspaper of course. I'm irritated because he's bein
"All he's done has just been laying around...""Do you think he's depressed?""Well his wife's left him...""No she didn't!" His tone let out a lot of emotion he'd clearly been keeping inside."You know absolutely nothing!" He hadn't meant to take out his anger on them, he knew they were only trying to help, but he'd been sick of them talking about him and his situation like he wasn't in the same room as them."We're only trying to help Aaron, We're...""You're what? Sorry... please! I'm surprised you haven't yet thrown a party." The pent-up anger accompanied by liquor courage carried on on his behalf."Wasn't this what you wanted all along? Huh? For her to not be in the picture anymore... well go on and celebrate!"If he had to be honest, he wouldn't have said any of the things he was saying if it wasn't for his current state, partly because he was afraid of them, but also because he'd always respected them.It had been a week and his wife was still barely conscious in the hospital.
*Flashback*"You're late."I hear him say as I make my way into his office. I stop in my tracks because his tone is that threatening. He doesn't even bother to look up from his laptop and that hardly surprises me. I'm late because I didn't want to come, I'd decided against it. But also because I wasn't necessarily given any instructions other than the fact that I would be starting on Monday.'I've got things to do Ms. Sinclair, I will see you on Monday. Goodbye.' Were the exact words he'd used to dismiss me.That wasn't the reason I'd decided against it though, Something about this man just screams 'run away!'. Something about being in his presence tells me I'm going to regret it. That I might be sending myself into a wormhole and will never make it out.But I don't have much of a choice now do I? I guess I'm screwed either way, but at least this way I'll have a job."Sorry, Sir,"I finally say then roll my eyes but of course he chooses to raise his head right at that moment. I bow
*Flashback*"What's wrong?"I ask as I watch him and his team frantically walk around his office in hassle.Two of the men are scrunched up on his desk seemingly plotting something. His secretary is historically typing on a laptop as if her life depended on it. And he's on his phone, he's standing facing the window with his hand in his pocket. He's holding on to his phone so tightly you can see the sharp knuckles on his fingers. The arms of his T-shirt are folded up to his elbows and I frown slightly because I've never seen him so... un-neat. But that's not the weird thing.The weird thing is that he's still got yesterday's clothes on, indicating he hasn't yet gone home. Because if he had, he would've no doubt freshened up. He would've put on a lighter T-shirt shade because it's Wednesday today, I already know he's feeling unorganized just by that alone. And judging by the mess in his office and the fact that none of them seem to have had a clothing change, they've all been here the
*Flashback*"Hey... I know you don't do sympathy. At all. But I couldn't leave without telling you this."He playfully cringes and I roll my eyes at him. Then I continue,"This summer has been great with you... I mean shadowing you in your workspace. I know I was reluctant at first but I'm beyond grateful for this opportunity and I'm happy to have been the one you chose."He could've simply gone with literally anyone else but he chose the girl who was rude to him."And also, you weren't entirely as horrible as I thought you were going to be" I finish with a dramatic eye roll.Today is my last day because schools are reopening on Monday. We're at his house because he had a couple of zoom meetings that he usually prefers to do there.He surprised me with a McDonald's meal because he knows it's my favorite. I was especially thankful because I know he doesn't like it very much but he still got himself a meal too regardless.He doesn't 'do fast foods' he says."Eww are you done?"I roll m
"Hey"..."Hey"..."Thanks for doing this."She wasn't doing it for him, but she'd thought against telling him that. She wasn't a rude person. So she'd simply smiled and nodded her head before,"Mr. and Mrs. Miller, I'm ready for you."Kayla internally cringed at her legal last name she'd now hated being referred to as, but she'd tried to not let it show because again, she wasn't a rude person. So she'd instead sweetly thanked the tall man who stood opposite them with his hand on the doorknob and a smile painted on his face.'Of course they know each other. Great.' she'd thought."Thank you so much Earl for seeing us on such short notice. I know you must be very busy."Dr. Scott was one of the top in his field, getting an appointment with him was so hard that his waiting list ran down to a year."Anything for an old friend," he'd said with a smile as he escorted Kayla to have a seat and Aaron followed shortly behind."How are the kids?"'Is this even allowed? Isn't there some kind of a
To truly understand someone, you have to go back to their past, what they'd been through.I, just like the majority of humanity have been taught that one can either be good or bad. That it can either be black or white, yes or no. But I think that's not true.I think that people do really bad stuff sometimes, but that doesn't necessarily make them bad people. It just makes them well... human.I also think that mental illness is a part of it. When you've been hurt so much, you start to expect it. And when you've hurt people so much, they start to expect that from you - so you give them what they expect.Of course that's not the 'mental illness' portion of it. I just think that our minds are really fucked up.It's been a year.The 'Aaron Miller Massacre' news took the world by storm. There wasn't a news channel that didn't cover the story, nor a person who didn't speak of it.When I'd heard about what had actually happened, I was shaken beyond words. Literally.See after they'd removed h
'My dearest Kayla,If you're reading this it's because I'm either serving life in prison or my life has been taken from me.I know I haven't been the greatest partner and I'm sorry that I'll never get a chance to make it up to you. You were right, I should've put you first. You were the most important person to me and I should've shown it.I'm writing this with so much sorrow in my heart because I've been utterly betrayed, by the people I'd thought had my back. Because of that, I've had to do some things you wouldn't be very proud of, things that have either gotten me in trouble with the law or got me killed. But I would've done that and more to make sure you're safe.I put my trust in people I thought were my family when I should've considered you family to start with. You were the only person who truly cared about me, you were the only one who loved me. I'm so sorry I didn't realize that sooner my love.It's too late now but for what it's worth, I wish for you to know that I was wor
"Oh don't act all mighty, you never liked her. You just acted like you did so he doesn't get rid of you.""Excuse me? We were friends. She trusted me.""Oh yeah but I bet you wanted to take her place so bad, didn't you? She was a constant and painful reminder that you lost it all. That he was finally over you and you would never get that perfect life back. You cheated on him and you wish you could take it back.""Shut up! Shut the hell up, you don't know what you're saying."Britney heard herself shouting at the girl who stood in front of her. She was not one to lose her cool but she hated how the girl always ensued the worst out of her.Yes she'd always regretted cheating on Aaron but she'd long gotten over that. It was a long time ago, he'd since gotten married plenty of times."I gave up on any kind of future with him when he'd gotten married the first time. You're just looking for drama where it doesn't exist.""Oh but does it not? Sweet little Britney... Everyone's best friend. I
"What did you do?"He felt his heart beating a mile a minute. Somehow he knew what he'd done but he'd hoped otherwise."Boss, you know this was for the best. It needed to happen."He had to be dreaming, there was no way it was real."Mike...""They've done nothing but cause you pain and heartache...""Mike... no..."He was not one to cry but the tears had taken on their own life because they'd started pouring out without his permission.Words failed him as he looked at the man he'd trusted with his own life."Get them to talk, that's all I said."He'd heard himself say barely audible. His chest was weighing heavy on his heart, he couldn't breathe."I'm not the enemy here boss. They've done nothing but...""That doesn't mean they deserve to die!" His calm betrayed him, he felt himself shake as the words left his lips.Who was he to decide their fate? That was exactly the reason he'd always kept a distance when it came to the people who'd worked for him, he'd always remained stern becau
"Gosh, I love it here."It was the lake, the trees, the breeze. But it was mostly the fact that they were alone that made her love it so much. It was peaceful."Yea."Kayla agreed as she closed her eyes feeling the wind blow against her skin softly. She'd missed such simple things in life."So...""So...""How's everything going with you-know-who? I've barely seen you the past couple of days."Elisa asked ensuing a blush from the other girl.Their friendship had transcended through the weeks and they'd somehow become closer each day."Well, nothing's official yet. I like him but I'm taking things really slow. I don't wanna jump into anything too quickly y'know?"The truth was that she was afraid. She'd done the whole falling in love thing and it didn't quite work out for her."It's been months Kay, the man clearly likes you."It was true and she knew it.He'd planned to stay for the Christmas holidays but decided he'd stay around a bit longer to help out his mother. Kayla knew he'd pa
*Flashback*"What do they have on her?""Uhm... Mr. Miller. Maybe let's not get too focused on the details. It...""What do they have on her?!!"They knew he was the wrong person to play that game with. He'd always preferred people to be straight up with him, no beating around the bush."Uh...""Talk Brandon! Use your words!""Fingerprints! They found her fingerprints on the door handle."Aaron felt his world shatter as the words of the man who stood in front of him registered. It can't have been, his ears must've been playing tricks on him."They think it was when she went inside to take her belongings after the accident. They claim she didn't want her to be found so she Jane Doe'd her.""Sir, they're making it look like she wanted to kill her because of jealousy. It would be a miracle if we won the case...""Shut up! Shut the hell up!"He knew that and he needn't have said it. They'd had so much evidence against them and there was no way the verdict was going to go in their favor.
He didn't care anymore, he didn't want to know who exactly was at fault. The simple fact that they'd even thought to harm his wife and his little boy who was now in heaven was reason enough. Aaron had never felt so much rage in his life. The people whom he would've given anything for, the people he'd thought cared for him, how could they?"Aaron please...""Aaron no.""Aaron!"He'd ignored their cries. He was tired and his heart hurt so much it felt numb."Do it."He'd simply said to his ally then turned around to leave ignoring their cries getting louder.----"She's having a baby.""What?""I said!! She's having a baby! She's damn pregnant!""Shit... that means.""Everything will be ruined. Yes!"That had been the worst thing that could have ever happened. It was bad enough that the man had changed so much because of his wife, now she was pregnant. They knew that would change everything.They never had to worry about much before as they knew the man didn't have a biological child th
*Flashback*Third time wasn't the charm so the fourth time had to be right? Well that was what he'd told himself. He was never one to give up so he wasn't going to do that. He was going to keep trying.Besides, Sandra was great. She was nothing like the others. She was confident, she knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go for it. She was sassy and took no nonsense. He'd be lying if he'd said he hadn't found that attractive. Not to mention she was easy on the eye too.She'd had striking features that made you do a double take. When she walked into a room people stopped what they were doing to simply admire her beauty and the way she walked like the world was her platform. He couldn't help but feel attracted to her energy, her aura. She was the kind of woman you'd want to have by your side.So,"How hasn't anyone swept you off your feet?"They'd been sitting having dinner at a very fine restaurant she'd strongly recommended. He would've taken her anywhere. It was beyond him how s
"How old were you?""16 when I met him but we didn't do anything until I was 18.""Did he Uhm... force y...""No no, not at all. If anything I practically begged him." She'd said remembering the day like it was yesterday.'Please. I can't take it anymore. Please Aaron.' She'd practically cried. She knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. She couldn't take the waiting anymore, the sexual tension drove her mad.It had taken him a while but eventually, he'd given in."Oh. How old was he?""He was 35 when we met."The questions were getting a bit too judgmental but she'd understood why he was asking them. She probably would've too.Their relationship had been frowned upon pretty much since they'd met and at some point, they'd gotten used to it, It didn't phase them anymore.And as much as Kayla was over her soon-to-be ex-husband, she never wanted anyone to think he forced her into anything. The relationship was consensual on both sides. He never took advantage of her."But was