Abby, on the brink of a divorce from her husband, travels back home to California to spend some time with family, an attempt at forgetting her messy life and self destructing marriage. Hoping to get a break from a drama and stress filled life, Abby runs into a familiar face, Anthony Wells, her highschool sweetheart. Anthony, pleased and excited, can't wait to get to know the new Abby but Abby is far from ready to disclose any information about herself. It doesn't take long before Abby finds herself entangled in a web she'd spun all by herself. Will she let herself continue to get entangled in the web of lies, lust and drama or shake those cobwebs off and grab a hold of her life?
View MoreChapter Seven Anthony didn't get what the fuss was all about. He watched as Abby hurried moved around, throwing all her clothes on.She shot him a glare and yelled. “I'll be outside in a minute Sarah.”Throwing on the easiest thing she could find— a button up shirt— she hurried to the door, smoothened her hair down and cracked the door open just a little bit.Sarah glanced down at her outfit and frowned when her eyes rose to see Abby's messy hair. “Are you okay? You look like you got into a nasty fight,” she said, pointing out the red markings on her sister's neck.Abby slapped Sarah's hands off her and tugged her collar up. “It's nothing, I was busy cleaning up my room.”The look on Sarah's face showed she wasn't buying the lies. Soon Mindy was at the door too, wondering why Abby was hiding behind the door. “Girl, would you open the door already?” Mindy asked and pushed the door open. Abby's weight shifted and the door swung open revealing Anthony who had only managed to throw on s
Everything was falling apart— the business his parents had struggled to build, his relationship with Lisa was already in flames and Abby still didn't want to talk to him. Anthony felt like he was falling and there was no safety net anywhere below him to break his fall.“Aimee, can you at least try to convince him that we can handle the project? We really can, we just need him to believe us.”Aimee, his assistant secretary, sighed into the other end of the phone. “Sir, we've done that already but every attempt to convince them has remained futile.”He blew out a breath of air and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alright, send the company's contacts to my personal email, I'll talk to him myself,” he replied and hung up. Anthony reclined into his chair, exhausted and worn to a frazzle. How had he ended up here? Wells &Co. used to be one of the best design companies with the best architects but now, not only had they lost their best workers, they were struggling to keep their major cli
Abby wasn't sure what hurt the most— the way Anthony had pushed her off him like they both didn't want it, the fact that he had ignored all her questions or that Sarah was right about him.“She still hasn't said anything all day, it's almost like she's gone mute.” Her mother had said one day. Five days, that was how long it'd been since the embarrassing incident back at Anthony's place. He still hadn't attempted to reach out or at least render an apology.“Are you okay?” Abby's mother, Mindy, asked, as she hurried into the kitchen. “I need someone to help me get a couple of things from the grocery store.”Abby rolled her eyes. She clearly wasn't in the mood to run errands but she also wasn't going to turn down the offer for some fresh air. “I promised the church I'd bring some of my home baked cookies tomorrow for the picnic we're having,” Mindy said, securing an apron around her waist.Abby frowned. “Since when did you start to go to church?” “Wver since that new pastor showed up.
Abby's POV “You smell nice,” he says, his eyes travelling across my face. I fight back a blush, looking away as I tuck a few strands of hair behind my ear.“So, do you want to come inside or …?”“I was thinking maybe we could do some catching up? Can we have dinner at my place?” He suggests and I'm not exactly sure I like his idea.I glance down at my outfit. “I'm not dressed for it.”He flips it off. “It doesn't matter, you look good in anything. Besides, we're not walking there. No one's going to see you if that's what you're worried about.”A small sigh escapes my lips. Looking back at the house, deliberating to myself, I spot Sarah at the window, her head peeking through the curtains.“So what do you say?”“Fine, but let me grab my jacket. I'll be right back.” He gives a slight nod and I quickly rush back inside.Surely, just as I expected, Sarah is in the living room, waiting for me. The look on her face shows she's displeased.“Abby, where are you going?” She asks and I freeze
Abby's POVAs much as I didn't like to admit it, there was a part of me that was waiting for Anthony to call me but after three days, I let the idea fizzle away.“He still hasn't called you? What a jerk,” Sarah says, reclining into her seat as she sips her drink.“Can we not talk about Anthony right now?” I ask, not in the mood to be reminded that he'd stood me up. “We could go look for his house and demand answers,” Sarah suggests.I narrow my eyes on her. The scary thing about Sarah was that she could do it. She was a daredevil, unlike me— I liked to play it safe.Today, we had decided to head down to the beach. Seated at Sandy's Booth, talking over our glasses of mango tropical smoothies— it seemed like the perfect day and place to unwind. “How's Mike doing?” Sarah asks and I shoot her a look.“Don't you have anything better to do than interrogating me?” I ask, taking off my shades.“What? You're the one with the interesting love life. I'm just here to watch,” she replies with a
Anthony's POV “You could join us for lunch? I cooked up some chicken stew and rice. I'm sure you'll love them,” mum suggests.That did sound good and if I remembered one thing about mum, it was that she was a great chef.“I'm alright. I'll order something on my way back home,” I replied. “I've got a business meeting to attend in an hour. I wouldn't want to miss it.”Mindy looked displeased with the turn of events but she didn't press any further. “Alright. We'll be expecting you sooner or later.”I watched as Mindy and Sarah left, giving Abby and I some room to talk. My eyes eventually settle on her, a warm smile on my face.“It's been a very long time since I saw you,” I said, slipping my hands into my pants pocket.Gosh, she looked beautiful— more stunning than I could remember.“Yeah, likewise. I didn't know you were in Malibu,” she says.“I move around a lot. One month I'm here, the next month I'm not,” I reply. Something in her eyes dims, like she isn't happy to hear that.Did t
Abby's POV I stared at my laptop screen, absentmindedly, my mind reeling. I had a bit of work to round up on before leaving for California tomorrow morning but so far, it wasn't easy.“Miss, would you like anything else?” A waiter asked, a polite smile on her face.I forced a simple smile up my lips. “I'm alright, thank you.”Was it so obvious now that I no longer went by Mrs but now Miss? The divorce papers hadn't been finalized yet but after speaking to my lawyer last night, I discovered it would be in a couple more days.Gathering all my things together, I stuff them into my purse, pay at the check-out desk and head outside to my car.It was a warm sunny day in the city of New York —perfect time to go on a walk or sit at the park.Just as I had gotten into my car, my phone rings. Sarah.“Hey sis, guess who's finally home,” she says, breaking into a sing-song. A light smile forms across my lips. “That's amazing, I'm so proud of you,” I teased and she scoffs. “You make it sound l
Abby's POV I stared at my laptop screen, absentmindedly, my mind reeling. I had a bit of work to round up on before leaving for California tomorrow morning but so far, it wasn't easy.“Miss, would you like anything else?” A waiter asked, a polite smile on her face.I forced a simple smile up my lips. “I'm alright, thank you.”Was it so obvious now that I no longer went by Mrs but now Miss? The divorce papers hadn't been finalized yet but after speaking to my lawyer last night, I discovered it would be in a couple more days.Gathering all my things together, I stuff them into my purse, pay at the check-out desk and head outside to my car.It was a warm sunny day in the city of New York —perfect time to go on a walk or sit at the park.Just as I had gotten into my car, my phone rings. Sarah.“Hey sis, guess who's finally home,” she says, breaking into a sing-song. A light smile forms across my lips. “That's amazing, I'm so proud of you,” I teased and she scoffs. “You make it sound l...
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