___________________________..."Rowan is looking at me weird today," I told Zoe as I joined her at the bar after almost two agonizing hours of socializing as the host. "Oh well, in his defense, you are doing the same. So pot calling the kettle black?" A snicker left her lips and I did not appreciate the look that she was giving me. The look that screamed, 'You are in denial and you know it.'I was not in denial and there was nothing to be in denial about in the first place. One annoying thing about Zoe Wilkins was that she liked to overanalyze things and make others the guinea pigs for her social experiments. It's fun when you watch her do it to someone else but it was not that fun when you were on the offensive side. "I have no idea what you are talking about." That is all I managed to say. But then I decided to worsen the situation by sputtering out, "I am just playing the part of a happy wife on her anniversary.""Then maybe he is simply acting the part of the loving husband w
__________________________..."It's that easy for you?"And something in me broke.."Easy?" There was warning in my voice, warning for him not to disrespect me with words as such. But this was Rowan we were talking about. He was as stubborn as ever. He was not backing down either. "Yeah. It must be so easy for you to end this marriage and move on to the next." There was fire in his eyes but I doubted it could hold a candle to the burning inferno inside me"Oh trust me, it isn't going to be as easy as it was for you to move from girlfriend to girlfriend while being married to someone else." I spat out. He flinched. But I wonder why. He did not flinch or hesitate before doing everything that he had done in the past two years and yet when he is confronted with the truth, he flinches as if he never meant to do any of it and is being falsely accused of sins he has never committed. He didn't say a word after that. And all of a sudden I was counting every second of the rest of the so
____________________________..."Okay, tell me now. Tell me why it's like this." Rowan sat on the edge of the table, swaying back and forth. He was drunk. So was I. It reminded me of what happened the last time we both were in the same room drunk. Don't go there, Rory. But why not?We are married, aren't we?I should be able to think whatever naughty and inappropriate thoughts I want to think about my husband and the love of my life. I have a legal document that says that I have the right to do it. It's called our marriage certificate. Then why the hell am I trying to stop myself when I should not be? God, my head hurt!"Tell me why," Rowan said."Ain't nothin' but a heartache..." I sang."Tell me why," He sang back."Ain't nothin' but a mistake...""Tell me why...""I never wanna hear you say...I want it that way." I sang at the top of my lungs with a drumstick as my mic. "Okay, you had your concert. Now tell me the truth." Why does it seem like Rowan is much sober than
___________________________ . . . I mean, even in my drunk state I knew how bad this was going to be. So why am I so surprised? Maybe because I was staring at the face of my slumbering husband, and the many love bites on his neck and the long nail marks on his shoulder. I sighed. We had one hell of a night, didn't we? This should not have happened. We were in the master bedroom, the room from which I had kicked this man out. The audacity of the little bitch to carry me here instead of his own room. I am convinced that he was completely sober, and making a point by doing it. How the hell am I supposed to do the walk of shame from my own room? Where am I supposed to even go? What a bloody mess of things have I made? Rowan stirred in his sleep and I stilled, willing him to stay asleep until I figured out what to know, though it did not look like there was anything I could come up with. But then again, when have things ever gone my way? He woke up. He fluttered his l
_________________________...~ ROWAN KELLER ~"What could have I said wrong?" I thought out loud as I iced my nose."You must have said something really really dumb if a pacifist like Rory went and head-butted you." Ashton could not help but snort out loud at the end.My dumb best friend had been trying to be supportive about the situation. But he could not help but crack jokes and laugh like a hyena every time he looked at me.It was not funny. But I knew that me getting riled up would only have him laughing harder."Well, you are not telling me exactly what happened. You both had sex. That's progress. But what else did you talk about?"I did not want to tell him about Aurora's feelings for me. Not when she had gotten that mad about me wanting to give our marriage a chance even though she had admitted to loving me. Could I blame her? Umm... No. I was the biggest dick to her for the longest time. It was a wonder why she had even agreed to go on with this farce with me for this lon
___________________________..."I don't want to be here." Ashton hissed."Why? You hate us or something? You hate my sweet Rory?" Zoe gasped dramatically as she threw both her arms around me."Funny." Ashton huffed and then turned to me. "Don't believe a word your husband tells you. He is a liar. Pathological liar."He turned to stick his tongue out at a glaring Rowan and then quickly turned back to me."Except what he told you in the morning. About the marriage. Trust me, he meant every word."Zoe chuckled and I gave her a look. As if my life was not complicated enough, I was being subjected to this right now."So Zoe, what do you do for a living?" Ashton asked after clearing his throat."I am a travel vlogger." Zoe shrugged. "I have a Youtube channel with my ex-boyfriend.""On and off boyfriend." I corrected."It's done for real this time." Zoe insisted."Sure." I nodded.She gave me a look which I returned with a sugary sweet smile."So Zoe, you must take great pictures right?"
___________________________..."Rule number fifty-six in life - When you are trying to woo your wife, do not ditch her for your ex-mistress." I gave Ashton a look. "Mistress?""It was an extra-marital affair. You may call her ex-girlfriend all you want but she was nothing more than your mistress." "Okay I get your point. But hear me out, I did not see it coming and Rory just left without saying anything, trapping me with that woman." "You could have run for your life." Ashton rolled his eyes. "I would have."I didn't have anything to argue with that. He was right, I should have run for my life. But I waited behind to hear what Ophelia had to say. First, it was about how hard her life had been lately and how much of a douchebag her present boyfriend was. I saw no reason to leave. She was keeping me and Rory out of the conversation and I sat there just checking the entrance over and over again wondering when Rory would reappear with Ashton and Zoe in toe. They never did. They had
_________________________...The bright light of the early morning sun filtered into the room through my curtains.I moaned as I tried to get my hands on the string that would close those blinds but my movements were restricted by strong arms. Again.What?I wriggled in his arms, dread filling the pit of my stomach.Did we do it again?"Relax. We did not have sex." He murmured not opening his eyes."You sure?" I asked, just to be safe.All I got in return was a chuckle. He pulled me closer to himself and placed his lips on the side of my head."Just sleep.""What time is it?" I asked."Why does it matter?" He asked finally opening his eyes."We need to go to work.""Honey, we are the bosses. We determine the time of our work."My face heated up immediately. Honey?"Yeah honey, what else am I supposed to call my wife?" Did I say that out loud?"You don't have to say it out loud for me to know what you are thinking." He replied to that as well. I squirmed under his arms, trying to
_____________________...~~THREE YEARS LATER~~."Can you stay still?" I screamed at my hysterical sister as I fixed her veil. "All the daisies are going to fall off at this rate!""Who invented wedding gowns?" Gabby screeched as she tugged at the tulle of her wedding gown."Oh, the first documented wedding gown was worn in fourteen-o-six by-""No thanks, Miranda." I cut the overenthusiastic wedding planner off.Gabby rolled her eyes. "You know too much." She told the oblivious lady who just grinned as if it was a compliment. It probably is."You okay?" I whispered to her as I fixed the last daisy.Gabby took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I'm just... nervous.""You're going to marry the love of your life," I said, smiling at her through the mirror. "What's not to be happy about?"Gabby took a deep breath. "It's just... everything is happening so fast. And what if it's not enough?""What do you mean?" I asked, my hand on her shoulder. "You dated him three years before you are marr
____________________..."Oh well, I won't say I didn't see it coming," I murmured as I watched Gabby come out of Eric's room. She froze, trying to run back into the room and bumping into Eric's broad chest in the process. "but I also didn't think the day would come this fast.""What can I say?" Eric laughed as he wrapped his arms around my sister. "I know to woo my woman right.""Well, in my defense, it takes a lifetime of groveling to make up for the kind of mistakes I made." I shrugged, laughing even though I felt a pang in my chest. I had fucked up so bad.Gabby's eyes searched mine. "I know you're sorry.""But is that enough?" I asked, my voice low.Gabby looked at me, understanding in her eyes. "You know she loves you, right?"I nodded. "I know." But love was a fickle thing, and I had learned that the hard way. "But I hurt her, Gabby. Deeply.""And you're going to have to prove it to her," she said, her tone gentle but firm. "Every day. With every action, every word. You need
____________________...I was fixing myself a sandwich after putting Ki to bed when the doorbell rang.Rowan's mom was in the living room, watching TV. "I've got it," I called out as I made my way to the door.Opening it, I was surprised to find Eric standing outside. "What's going on?" I asked, my heart racing.He looked serious, his eyes darting around the hallway before he stepped inside. "We need to talk," he said, his voice low and urgent.Beth looked up from the TV, curiosity piqued. "Everything okay?""I'll handle it," I told her, guiding Eric into the kitchen. "What's going on?"He leaned against the counter, his eyes searching mine. "I found something out about Derek," he began, his tone serious. "It's... it's not good."My heart skipped a beat. "What is it?"Eric took a deep breath. "Derek isn't just obsessed with Rory. He's got a history of stalking and harassment. I found some old police reports."My stomach dropped. "What kind of history?""It goes back years," Eric sa
___________________________..."I still can't believe you didn't tell me about Eric being there in the UK all those weeks!" Gabby was ranting as she did my hair. She repeated the same tale of my betrayal at least once a day. Especially when she wanted something from me."Spit it out." I rolled my eyes. "What do you want from me?"Gabby took a deep breath, her hands stilling in my hair. "I want you to promise me that you'll always tell me the truth, no matter what."I looked at her weirdly in the mirror. "Okay.""And that you will get me an electric blue Porsche." She grinned in the mirror.I snorted. "That sounded like my sister.""You are taking over Dad's position soon. You will have money of your own then. Get with that." I told her as she twisted my hair into an elegant knot."But what about you, Rory?" Gabby's voice turned serious. "What do you want?"I took a deep breath. "I want peace," I said finally. "For all of us."Gabby nodded, her expression thoughtful. "That's all I w
_______________________..."This sucks!" I exclaimed as I watched the expressionless face of Eric Rogers.He looked at me with a glare. "Seriously, dude?""What? It's the truth!" I shot back, pacing the tiny cell. "I've never been in jail before! And now, because of Stacy and Charles, I'm going to have a record!""Charles has said that he will drop the charges." Eric said but I knew there was more to that story."Why?" I asked. "I am sure he would not have done it for free."Charles was never a good person. He was just amazing for me. And as someone who didn't really deserve a good person, I had decided to settle with him. But the dude had cheated even before the relationship had even started. That's what got on my nerves."Does it matter?" Eric sighed. "The procedures will be completed in a few moments and then we can leave."The door to the cell opened, and a female police officer stepped in. She was tall, with stern eyes that scanned me up and down. "Gabriella Lewis, you are fre
_____________________...I fell asleep in Rowan's arms. That much I remember.But when I opened my eyes, I was back in the van.Derek's crazed face loomed over me, the gun pointed directly at my forehead. "You shouldn't have done that, Rory," he whispered, his voice a chilling echo in the confined space.I jolted awake, my heart racing and my breath coming in shallow gasps. The room was dark, the only light coming from the night lamp, casting eerie shadows across the floor. I was in my own bed, in my own apartment, with Rowan sleeping peacefully beside me. But the fear lingered, clinging to me like a second skin.It was just a nightmare, I told myself, over and over again. But the cold sweat on my forehead and the pounding in my chest said otherwise. The image of Derek's furious face, the gun pointed at me, the sound of the shot ringing in my ears—it all felt too real.Rowan stirred beside me, his hand moving to rest on my back. "Rory, you okay?""It was just a bad dream," I whispe
________________________...I scrambled to my feet as soon as I heard the shot.Was it Ophelia? Was she shot trying to save me?I had to save Ophelia if she was still alive.Ignoring the pain in my shoulder, I rushed to open the van.I peeked inside. Derek was on the floor, his hand slack around the gun. Ophelia was kneeling beside him, her hands shaking as she tried to stem the flow of blood from his leg."Oh my God, Derek! Is he okay?" I rushed to Ophelia's side."He fainted on impact." Ophelia was crying. "Quick. My phone is in my car outside. Call 9-1-1."I nodded, the shock slowly wearing off. I rushed to the car and got in, using the phone I found in her purse to call the police and ambulance. I gave them Rowan's name and address for them to contact him as well because the phone was locked. When I got back to the van, Derek was regaining consciousness. "Aurora, I think it's better for you to leave now. Give me my phone and get in my car and leave before he wakes up." I sh
_____________________..."Derek?" I was still stumped by the revelation. "Derek, why are you doing this? Is this because of Ophelia?"Derek stepped into the light, his expression cold and unrecognizable. "This isn't about Ophelia, Rory. This is about what you took from me."I stared at him, confusion and fear mingling. "What are you talking about?""You. You took away yourself from me. I had the perfect life planned out for the both of us but you kept going back to that bastard who had the least respect for you.""What are you talking about, Derek? I never even knew you felt like that." I was more stumped by the latest revelation."How would you know?" He let out a humorless chuckle. "You were too wrapped up around Rowan Keller to actually notice other people's feelings.""I'm sorry," I whispered, trying to keep the tremble out of my voice. "But this isn't the way to deal with it. Let me go, and we can talk about this."Derek's eyes narrowed. "You don't get to tell me what to do an
__________________________..."I have a bad feeling about this!" Jake murmured as I tried Rory's number for the nth time."I'm going to the park. Something's off." I told him, my heart racing."Let's go together," Jake offered, his eyes sharp.I nodded, and we sprinted down the escalator of the mall. We had been looking for Ki and Mary here."What if they are not there?" I panted, my legs burning from the run."Then we widen the search," Jake said grimly.We dashed out of the mall into the blinding sunlight, our eyes scanning the bustling street. The park was only a few minutes away, and the tension grew with every second that ticked by."What could have happened?" I whispered to myself, fear for Ki gnawing at my insides. Now Rory was also not picking up the phone.I had a bad feeling about all of this.The park was eerily quiet, not a soul in sight.We reached the parking lot. Something glinting on the ground caught my sight.A phone.Rory's phone.My heart sank. "Jake, look." I p