Sasha J. Morales When I went to Damon's office to ask him to do something stupid, I imagined all the possible scenarios but not the one where he takes me to the place where we met.
Sasha J. Morales I close the door quietly behind me as I enter the room. All the lights are out John must surely be in bed. I'm getting ready to go to bed but someone in the kitchen makes me jump -Who is here ? I walk over to her and see John sitting down, draining his already glass of whiskey. -John? are you ok ? - It’s 3 a.m. Sasha, where are you from? He seems sad and angry at the same time. Well it's all his fault, not mine -I needed to get some fresh air. Or did you decide to lock me in my room when you're not happy? -Sasha, please listen to me, I'm telling the truth. I totally support what you do but it's the artistic director who makes the decisions for the campaigns and everyone agreed with her regarding your project, I couldn't contest otherwise they would all say that you are a booster It wouldn't have been the first time I roll my eyes and take off my shoes and start to walk out of the room -You know what John, I'm tired and I need to sleep, we'll talk about it
Sasha J. Morales -So how do you know Damon? According to Jonathan you were in the same classes at college but not with Damon -It was one of my sex plans. She says taking a spoonful of the ice cream she is holding. Not really surprising. Damon must have more sexual relationships than serious relationships under his belt. Awa finally invited us to her house. She had an apartment on the Upper East Side. And I must admit that she's pretty damn rich. At the same time, she is heir to a colossal fortune. -And it was a damn good move. I remember the day we did it in the pool at our house. it was unforgettable -lalalalalaa. June screams, putting both hands over her ears. I don't want to know how you got picked up by Damon or what positions he took you in. -It won't be the first time though. I say in a whisper. Awa smiles slyly puts down her ice cream and turns towards me. -Your turn Sasha, tell me about you. How did you know June and Damon? -How do you know I know Damon? -
Damon Westwood - And you asked her to jump out of the window?? ? But Damon she could have hurt herself!! You really are sick. June had been coming and going in my office for 30 minutes, laughing like crazy. She wanted a detailed explanation of my night with Sasha and since then she has only been laughing out loud. To add to that, I was in a bad mood and her laughter was starting to give me headaches. - You already know the story. I know Sasha told you everything so why are you bothering me? - Orh my little darling is annoyed by me?? I don't care! I plan to have a little laugh. Plus it’s always more fun to know both sides of the story. You both are great acts. She eventually calms down and regains her serious demeanor. Believing that I will finally be able to breathe and work peacefully, she sits in the chair in front of me.Despite her serious demeanor, I'm sure she's going to spout nonsense. After all it's all June -So Damon, do you know what happened
Sasha J. Morales Have I thought carefully about the decision I am about to make? Of course not. My impulsiveness was going to lead to my losses one of these days but I really didn't care. The fact that Jonathan made the decision to invite my parents without talking to me first upset me to a point he cannot imagine. Forcing myself to see my mother again is like forcing myself to hug a cactus. Painful and especially not necessary. It will be a bit of Jonathan's punishment after all no one wants them and I don't want to put them in the trash. My heels click on the marbled floor that leads to June's apartment. I hope she's there and not in a compromising position since I'm stopping by unexpectedly. I raise my arm and am about to hit it but it opens on its own and I barely miss hitting it in the face. -Come on, get out… I don’t want to see you anymore! It's June's voice I hear and she's angry. I take the time to look up to see the object of his anger and I can see a mixed race man
Sasha J. Morales -There's no way you can go alone? -Hmm, I don’t think it’s ideal. Please Sasha It was Saturday, an ordinary weekend for others but not for me. This Saturday marked an important turning point in my life. I went to see my parents again, after 6 years. I was anxious, stressed and especially wanted to vomit but I refrained from showing my discomfort to John since he seemed delighted to go pick them up from the airport and insisted that I accompany him. My parents traveled from Chicago and he thought I should at least make the effort to be there when they arrived. But I didn't want to. -You know I'm not going to run away if you leave me alone to go get them Or maybe yes -I trust you but I refuse to take the risk, so you come with me, go stand up. I was still lying in my pajamas from the day before trying to think of a lie to delay the confrontation but John saw through my game a little too quickly. He pulls my feet and forces me to get out of bed, limits if he do
Sasha J. Morales Silence. Nobody speaks anymore. You could almost hear the flies flying. You could say I just ruined the mood. After all, I was tired of hearing her talk about me as if she knew me. As if she had nothing to reproach herself for -What ? Go on, keep going. I say, emptying my glass in one go. Tell them how you wanted to sell me to save a so-called friendship with the mother of my rapist, please mom. She seems embarrassed, uncomfortable. Well that's not my problem. Jonathan squeezes my thigh to signal me to stop and calm down but I don't give a damn. She was the one who started it. -And you, Dad? Please tell me how you didn't want to believe me when I told you what that idiot did to me?? I pause and look at them in turn. You have nothing more to say?? Well that's what I thought. I get up, ignoring the cries of John and my friends. I just revealed an important part of my life in front of Jonathan's parents and people I don't know, I'm angry at myself but I was t
Damon Westwood -So I'm going to paint her portrait again. Good thing I always thought he needed a rhinoplasty. I can't help but laugh. June was as usual in my office sprawled on my couch as if she didn't have work waiting. I told her what happened with Ella a week ago now, but she refuses to let it go and comes to my office every chance she gets to curse her. -Damon, I have a serious question for you -Try to ask her and we'll see if she's serious or not. -How did you manage to marry this….thing? I frown as I look at her. Really ? This thing ? -A bad turn of fate I would say In truth, I never thought I would marry a woman like Ella. -Definitely yes. Destiny has a funny sense of humor. She starts laughing. Destiny makes you marry a woman you don't love after you fall in love with her best friend. The irony of it. I roll my eyes excessively. Well with her these last days it happens a lot, I think I will be able to see my brain by doing it. -June, my darling we have a parade
Damon Westwood The fresh air caressed my face, the sound of the waves was soothing. The sky was starry and the heavenly atmosphere of our hotel made the moment even more magical. The Maldives was an obvious choice for Sasha. She wanted to spend our honeymoon in the sun and tanning. So I followed him. I still couldn't believe it. Pinch me I'm dreaming. When Jonathan called me a few days after showing up at my house completely drunk, he said he had to talk to me and that it was a matter of life and death. At first I was skeptical, what he wanted to talk about was so important. He arranged to meet me at a restaurant not far from his office. He looked anxious. He only wanted Sasha to do something that she will surely regret in the near future. -I know you both love each other. He said. Then he offered me something. That I arrange to divorce before marriage. That way I will have the opportunity to propose to Sasha. I was confused and didn't understand why he would
Sasha J. Morales It's really weird that Jonathan wants to talk to me at this exact moment. I don't need an extra dose of stress. I already want to run away and leave everything behind. So I hope it's nothing serious. What’s so important to say? -It can't wait until after the ceremony? -He insists on seeing you now -Uh…Okay. You can give us a moment. -Yes my darling, no worries. My friends accompanied by my mother leave the room. The makeup artists and hair stylists also leave the room and I find him alone for a few minutes before Jonathan enters the room. He freezes the minute he sees me and I can feel admiration in his eyes. -Wow. You are really beautiful. -THANKS. You are just as beautiful. I pick at my nails not knowing where to put myself. This situation is oddly awkward. And normally she shouldn't be since it's my future husband standing in front of me. -I was really lucky to have you in my life. Eu? I'm seriously starting to panic so he takes my hands in his and le
Sasha J. Morales -Don't you think you should slow down on the Margarita, I don't want you to be half tipsy while the ceremony hasn't started yet. -Believe me, it’s the best solution for me to get through this day -You're exaggerating June. I say with a smile It was Saturday morning The Four Seasons was in turmoil Final preparations were underway It was the wedding day. I was completely exhausted even though it was just 11am My mother, June, Sam and Ethan were with me. They were getting their makeup done while Ethan put on his groomsman suit. June was on her third drink and she might end up on the floor if she continued drinking. -I can't believe my baby is getting married. -Me neither. I tell my mother Jonathan wanted us to get married out of town but I insisted we do it here. -I'm really stressed, gee, wouldn't someone have a joint please? -Sasha??? -What mom? ?? Everyone has their own solutions -I have an idea! June screams. How about we run away and run away to Mex
Damon Westwood -Where are we going darling? -It is a surprise. I took my mother in the evening for a little walk. I wanted to get some fresh air before taking him somewhere. We had been at the park for 30 minutes now and we were walking arm in arm. The evening runners were finishing their races, some flower sellers were still present and the lovers were holding hands to enjoy the last rays of the sun. It was really pleasant. -Tell me my son…so there really is more hope with Sasha? I huff before leading her to one of the free benches and making us sit down. -She's getting married, mom. -Damon it’s not- I cut it off immediately. Trying to convince me or give me false hope is completely useless. -Mom, stop, that’s enough. I know that you really like Sasha and that you also want me to be happy, but I think it's time to move on. All I wish for her is that she is happy and if that happiness is near Jonathan then so be it. It breaks my heart to say it out loud but it also makes
Sasha J. Morales I had locked myself in the guest room with a bottle of whiskey in my hand, lying on the floor. It was either half full or half empty. In short, I don't know, my mind is already clouded by alcohol. John hadn't come home yet even though it was well into the night and that suited me, I had no desire to confront him this evening. However, my parents were a completely different story. My mother had been trying to get her out of this damn room for an hour now but I needed to isolate myself a little. I thought I had finally put the past behind me but it caught up with me. Damn, no matter how hard I looked I don't know how they got their hands on this story. I was always careful not to be recognized and Sam always made sure our personal information didn't leak. So how is this possible? I pick up my phone before turning it on. It kept vibrating so I had to turn it off to get some peace. And it’s no surprise that I see missed calls from Ethan, Sam, June but also Jonathan
Damon Westwood -It’s my fault for going to see him. You're obsessed with a divorce that won't happen. Someone had to calm you down We were in our house, I had come home because I had gone to see friends not far away. And I was lazy to drive to my apartment. And I decided to talk to the crazy woman who will soon be my ex-wife. -You really think that involving my father will change anything in our situation. -Someone has to slap you on the wrist, you're behaving like a capricious kid. I massage my eyebrows, I'm on the verge of having a horrible migraine. I start to laugh quietly. -Ella what the hell are you looking for? We are going to divorce and nothing can stop me from doing it, not even my father. -Are you aware that I still have all my physical faculties and that if I refuse to sign you cannot force me to do so? You at least know that, right? Yes I know about it but she won't have a choice. She used me as a pawn to get revenge on Sasha and in our divorce she will be mine.
Damon Westwood -For the new collection it would be necessary….. are you at least listening to me? I look up at my friend and she looks annoyed. I get lost in my thoughts and have trouble concentrating. Sasha's wedding is less than a week away and since our little meeting she hasn't contacted me. And from what June tells me, she seems happier than ever. But I find it hard to believe it. Sasha is the queen of pretense. Not to mention that Ella is pretty annoying these days. I don't know what she's trying to do but the result must disappoint her greatly. -Sorry June. I had a… complicated night. -Let me guess. Sasha? I nod. -I think about her all the time and I want to destroy everything when I realize that it’s well and truly over. -Stop it you want, anything can still happen there is still a week before the wedding -You are way too optimistic June. And I thought you were her maid of honor, you owe it to yourself to support her in her wedding or am I wrong? -Not only when she m
Sasha J. Morales -When she was little, she spent her time trying on my wedding dress and constantly paraded around the house. She took the bouquet from the dining table and asked her father to act out the courtship. She was so cute. -I hear you mom! I shout over the fitting room. We were at my wedding dress fitting session. My mother and June were there and were both talking. Finally my mother told him about all my exploits as a little girl. I was in the cabin trying on a third dress but I could hear them from here. June wasn't too keen on coming but I told her that her presence was important to me since she was one of my few friends. She tried to sulk for a while but couldn't help but get emotional when I tried on my first dress. -Come on Sasha, hurry up and get out the first bottle of champagne, it's already finished and I don't want to end up drunk. -It's okay June, stop complaining, I'm sure you love the 4000 dollar champagne that you're sipping like grenadine juice. -Shut
Ella Westwood Nothing is right. Everything is going wrong. Damon is determined to divorce and after John comes home I doubt the news of John and Sasha's marriage seems to be in the news anymore. And I start to panic, for real this time. And since my fiasco the other evening I think I made the right decision. I was on my way to his office, I had not informed him of my visit. He will probably be angry but he will calm down when he knows the reason for my visit. I arrive in front of his office and notice that it is empty. Too bad if he's out, I plan to wait for him. I'm not leaving here until I have a solution on my hands. His secretary approaches me to talk to me -Please Mrs. Westwood, Mr. Westwood has an important meeting and will not be available for a good hour. -I have plenty of time, I could even wait for him all day. I open the door to her office and flop down on the couch before shutting her. His office is as cold and unwelcoming as he is. No family photo or