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Excitedly, I left the department store where I'd purchased a beautiful dress that I knew my husband, Holland, would love. It's our third anniversary, and we are going to a special place to celebrate. When I got home and turned on the television, I was surprised to see Holland on the news. The reporter congratulated him on acquiring a costly ruby necklace at a renowned auction. “So, Mr. Halston, do you have anyone special in mind to whom you plan to gift this necklace?”Holland looked so handsome on my seventy-inch television screen. He was tall and well dressed in that charcoal gray suit and crimson tie I selected for him this morning. My husband was clean-cut, with remarkable sharp features that looked perfect and symmetrical. High cheekbones blended into a lean jaw and strong chin. He flashed that million-dollar smile that made my heart swoon. Without warning, he gazed directly into the camera and told the reporter. “I plan to give this necklace to someone very special to me. That
I shook my head and glared at him. "What? I'm already devastated over here, and now I feel insulted! After three long years together, how can you stand there and say something so cruel? Why do you think so cruelly of me, Holland? All I ever tried to be to you is a good wife. With disdain on his face, he looked at me and walked away.I stood there crying and confused by the accusation that was being hurled at me. I couldn’t believe he said I married him for his money. I was utterly shocked at the hurtful words coming out of his mouth. Is the man I married? What I heard coming out of his mouth tonight was unlike anything I’d ever heard from Holland. I looked at him with a sad expression. I couldn’t help it; the pain was so deep. “Your words are fake, and all this crying is pretense!”“Don’t say that it isn’t true. I love you, Holland.” I broke down and sobbed even more.“You know what I’m telling you? It’s true. You are no different from all the other women. Sure, you did all that s
I hung up the phone and broke down emotionally, feeling a mixture of sadness and anger, but primarily revengeful! I couldn't stop the fall of my tears as they leaked from under my closed lids. When I opened my eyes, they landed on the ripped-up check at my feet. "The nerve of him to offer me money!" This swirl of mixed emotions came in and out of my heart and mind. I’m so furious at him! And how he cowardly abandoned me on our anniversary day for an ex-girlfriend, Susan Hubbard! “How could he treat me this way! After I put up with him and all he’s done and failed to do in this marriage!”My ride was on the way, so I hurried and went into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror, seeing the mascara running from my eyes down my cheek. I hop into the shower to clean up, and I want to look my best. Afterward, I patted myself dry, moisturized my skin, and found a sexy dress. I brushed my hair and secured it with several pins at the crown of my head. I peered into the mirror and noticed the
When I looked at the time, it was around 11:45 p.m. The day of my anniversary has been nothing but one disappointing surprise after another. But tonight, it’s ending with a bang! The biggest surprising thing was yet to come. On my anniversary, I received a picture of a pregnancy test and a message that my husband's mistress was going to have his baby.Olivia took the phone and read the text. “That whore! Don’t give her the satisfaction of responding. Don’t let her see you sweat. Deal with it on your own time! Wait until tomorrow, make her wait, and leave her wondering.She was right. So I sat on the bed and removed my heels from my tired feet. 'What was I thinking? If he wants Susie, then he can have her! ' I burst into tears because I didn’t mean it. The mere thought of thinking about him with her broke me. I rocked back and forth, crying nonstop.“Oh, Olivia, I don’t want to lose him. What should I do?”“You are not going to let them get away with this! That’s what you are going to
Holland's POVOn the day of my anniversary, I left work excited. I had made it to that auction just in time to bid on the perfect pair of earrings. I saw them a few days ago, and they reminded me of my wife’s beautiful eyes. I just had to have them. But nothing went the way I had planned it that day. Once I won the bid to purchase this expensive jewelry, I knew reporters were at the event and would swarm around me to interview me. So, to disguise my wife's natural gift. I ended up bidding on the ruby necklace at the auction and won that bid, too. So, I knew that the bid would attract reporters to me. And Amanza would probably see me on television talking about the necklace. So, I never mentioned the earrings because I planned to surprise her with them as my anniversary gift. I got a phone call when I was getting ready to leave work. Susan said, “Hey Holland, what are you doing?” “Oh I’m on my way to meet Amanza at Rochesters, it’s our anniversary today.” “Did you forget what else
“You're joking, right?” Holland said. 'If you're doing this because you're jealous of Susie, you don't have to.' I ignored him and went to get the envelope. “Here, take it!”Amanza showed him the divorce papers.“Sign it.”"So you won't listen and let me explain myself?” "I don't want to hear it, Holland! Now sign the papers so I can get out of here!”“Listen! Susie isn’t who you think she is to me! Amanza, I never told you this, but she is my sister, and she is going through something, and I can’t just turn my back on her.”I sneered, “You have done a wonderful job taking care of her by knocking her up.”Holland looked puzzled, asking me. “What! How did you know about that?” That’s when the doorbell rang. Neither he nor I expected to see Holland’s mother, Kate. My mother-in-law is a nightmare, and shortly after that, another lousy dream follows behind her through the door, Susie. "Good evening, son." "Mom, Susan! What are you two doing here?" Holland asked, surprised. Kate ignor
“Amanza! Who's in the car? Your lover? Answer me!”I refused to answer as I stormed away from that house and the man I had lived with for three years. Holland kept calling my name: “Amanza! Amanza!” “Leave me alone! I’m not coming back! We have ended this charade of a marriage.""What?""Isn't this what you want so you can get back with Susie? I'm not stupid, Holland!" I continued to walk to the car swiftly. It was in the middle of winter, and it was cold outside. But I was too upset to feel anything. My blood was boiling, thinking about how he had slept with Susie and no doubt made passionate love to her the way he did with me and gotten her pregnant. When I had never shared myself with any other man except the man I had claimed as my husband. I wanted to have his child, but the constant badgering from his mother and his father made sly remarks about my style of dress and appearance. Living under the roof with someone who spoke up on my behalf or even tried to defend me was too st
“Man! It never fails. I always say the wrong thing when I'm with Amanza. How does she do it every time? She just brings out the darkest part of me.”I picked up the ring she had thrown on the lawn. See, I value my ring. In the heat of an argument, I didn't take off my wedding ring and throw it at her. I thought as I looked at my onyx and the gold wedding ring she gave me, which was still on my finger.I can’t believe that Collin was in that car with Amanza! Strange, how could that be? I know my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. It was him I saw through the half-open car window; I know I saw him. I wonder what he whispered in Amanza’s ear. Then he looked at me evilly as if he was angry. He glared at me, and I felt like he was threatening me! Some nerve! He's driving off with my wife and looking at me that way!For the first time, I felt aggression coming from him to me, as if he wanted to crush me. I had never seen that side of Collin, and he’s never acted that way toward me in the
Collin’s PerspectiveA week had passed. Collin knew he needed time to purge himself emotionally from his firm and close connection to Deja Amanza Wright. He filed away all the memories of wishing, thinking, and dreaming about the girl he had wanted for so long but would never have by his side. Collin sadly mumbled. "It's done."He flexed his hands open, then closed them tight against his knees, trying to push back the tidal wave of tears he felt. Logically, he knew that this was what he had to do. The pain coursed through his body to his broken heart. He couldn't keep hoping that he had an opportunity when there was none. So now it’s time to do and see things differently. If I stay in the same place emotionally, I fear I will be stuck and never move past my devastating loss. And as much as he wanted to hold on to these memories, never to let a single one of them fade. He prayed out loud. “Oh! God forbid let these memories disappear completely before they drown me.”Each day at work
“And, if I can have a second chance to capture love again, I think it will all be worth it.” “I wish things would have turned out differently. It would make my life so much easier if it were.""It's okay, Collin. Love can be a complicated thing. But it doesn't have to be if you find the right person for you. I’m not the right girl for you. Love can't be explained or quantified; it is something you must experience, and when you do, you will know. I promise you will know." Collin nodded, “Okay…I get it; it doesn't have to be me. I’ll accept that; I will be your friend. But do I have to be your brother-in-law? Yuk!”“Don’t make me laugh.” “No, I'm serious. I don’t get why it has to be Holland. He’s been a jerk all my life.” “No matter how I try to explain it, I know you, Collin. You will never understand. So don’t wreck your brain trying to figure me out. You probably will never get it because you have never been in love or married.”“So, I’m not on your level.” “That’s right…I have
Tonight, Deja's heart broke as tears came to her eyes. She couldn’t face him or answer his question, so she turned her back to him. “Collin, don't ask me that.” “Please, Deja,” He said, taking hold of her shoulders from behind. “I’m trying all I can to appeal to your sense of reasoning. She hung her head, shaking it, saying no.Collin Halston had been a longtime friend of the Wright family since Deja entered college. They had met and became close. Having Collin in her life over time made her rethink a few things. Deja wasn’t sure how she felt about him associating with her dad. Clinton and her father took a liking to Collin almost immediately. As time passed, he became a mentor and took Collin under his wing. Occasionally, her father would ask her that question during her college days. If I loved Collin, it would have made me highly defensive.Deja thought, ‘Why did I get so defensive when I asked that question.’“Deja, why are you crying? Who are you worried about? If you want to
Tonight, Deja's heart broke as tears came to her eyes. She couldn’t face him or answer his question, so she turned her back to him. “Collin, don't ask me that.” “Please, Deja,” He said, taking hold of her shoulders from behind. “I’m trying all I can to appeal to your sense of reasoning. She hung her head, shaking it, saying no.Collin Halston had been a longtime friend of the Wright family since Deja entered college. They had met and become close. Over time, Having Collin in her life made her rethink a few things. Deja wasn’t sure how she felt about him associating with her dad. Clinton and her father took a liking to Collin almost immediately. As time passed, he became a mentor and took Collin under his wing. Occasionally, during her college days, her father asked her that question. If I loved Collin, it made me highly defensive.Deja thought, ‘Why did I get so defensive when I asked that question.’“Deja, why are you crying? Who are you worried about? If you want to give us a chan
“Oh…Collin, my father had no right to ask you that.”“I never had the chance to tell you how I feel, but I should let you know now that I got angry about your meeting with Holland.”“Collin,” Amanza took a deep breath and considered her following words carefully. "Collin, you're a great guy, and I care about you. However, I don't see this developing into a relationship if that's what you're looking for from me."He stared at her blankly like he hadn't heard her. Did he hear what she said? "You don't see it going anywhere?" he asked quietly. "No, I don't, I'm sorry." If he were hurt, he wouldn't have shown it. There was no anger or pain in his eyes. “Have you forgotten? I was there for you to pick up the pieces last time.”Amanza rolled her eyes. “This is not about Olivia but me?” “Yes, I don’t want to see you hurt again, Deja.” Placing her hand gently on Collin’s masculine hand in a reassuring manner. “Look, I’m a big girl and can care for myself. I’ve learned a lot, and I don’
"I don't know about us getting back together...but I did not know how I felt about him and was angry. All I can say is we talked and covered a lot like two grown-ups, and I know how I feel about him...""I'm still not following," he said quietly. "Even though our relationship is in question, I knew I loved him at one time, and he loved me. We've been married for three years, and after being divorced for six months. In two nights, we still found an attraction between us and chemistry. That’s all I’m going to say, do you understand?" Collin nodded his head slowly, thinking about him and Olivia. "So, you're keeping your options open but not hoping you two get back together. Right?” "Exactly. I’m keeping my options open. If he’s not the right guy. I'll move on." He stared at the table for a moment. "Have you ever considered the possibility that you're just emotional right now after going through the storm and so much this year? And since Holland happened to be there, it’s not mistake
"Hi, Deja." The masculine voice said with a hint of reservedness."Hey Collin, how are you?" “I’m okay.” “Thanks for inviting me out to dinner. I know this must be about Olivia, right?” She says, still staring at him strangely."Deja?" Collin calls her name.“Uhm, yes,” “What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me?”“O,h nothing."Ah, where are my manners?" Collin says, quickly standing to pull out a chair."Here, have a seat."Amanza takes a seat, still staring at him. She didn't know if Collin wanted to talk about anything serious with her or if he was just looking for a good time with his friend. But he wouldn't get anything from her that went on between her and Holland if that’s why he asked her for dinner."I ordered you a glass of red wine. Would you prefer white or something else?" "No red is fine. It's usually what I drink," Amanza says, still staring as she raises the glass to her lips. Collin sips his tequila, smiling nervously and showing a hint of curiosity about her behav
“Deja, I know me. I won’t tolerate no family being involved in my relationships. Girl, you know I’m outspoken. And if he’s anything like his brother, he could keep stepping. I won’t let anybody treat me like I’m less than them. No point intended.”“Trust me, I didn’t take it that way. And Holland was so different at the start of our marriage. But Collin doesn’t have the same issues that Holland has with the family. The family has disowned Collin, and Holland is the beloved older brother. I think they all mistreat Collin because of the dread of stepmother syndrome. I would put my head on a chopping block, and she’d be behind the wedge between Collin, his dad, and Holland. Holland still has his issues, but I think that can be improved with time.” “Wait a minute. Why do you feel that way? Have you been talking to Holland, missy?”Amanza smiles. “I know my ex. He is a made jerk, not a born one. I just have a hunch. Collin is a good guy, and he’s open-minded. Hey Olivia, he said for me to
Naturally, I was curious about his dinner with Olivia. I wanted to know his story before he asked me about minds. “So, welcome back to work. I certainly hope you enjoyed your time off." Amanza smiles teasingly, thinking of her two friends. I can tell by how he strolled into my office and sat directly in front of my desk. Ever-so-slowly, his eyes canvas over my face. His eyes told me everything and what he was thinking, 'I know Collin will be curious about what I did this weekend. It would be silly to share what happened between Holland and me, especially since everything is still in the air. Besides, Collin would probably call me a loose hussy if he heard the details. 'Which I'm not. I was quite strong emotionally, and I’m proud of my actions with Holland. I know I'm not the kind of girl to have sex with any guy. I'm a woman with needs, and Holland has feelings for me far deeper than he even knows.’ "Good morning, Deja," Collin greeted her, smoothing his crimson-red silk tie."Mor