Dickson held tightly the sketched picture in his hand, he couldn’t have been mistaken neither had Drake, the look on the picture was quite similar to the last picture he had seen of him, that boy,A raging flame from his past!Pamela walked into the room and she rushed up to hug him, it had been difficult on the both of them, they had both loved their sons dearly, having to bury one of them was the worst any man could ever ask for. Pamela drew herself slightly from her husband`s embrace and looked into his eyes. It was quite difficult for Dickson to look into hers,Guilt was eating him up.Perhaps he had been mistaken, probably it wasn’t the same boy, he couldn’t be certain his heart had been wrong all along, it felt like he had made everything go wrong but he couldn’t tell Pamela yet, he had to find out everything first.A knock sounded at the door and the couples disentangled from each other, the doorknob was turned and Brian walked in, he looked a little more cheerful than he did
Drake walked into the room with Amelia right behind him, the shocking revelation he had blurted out had kept everyone amazed. He tried to keep his memory sharp as he searched for the sketchbook.He finally found one and made it for his table. Drake had never been a good artist but he could pass above average. The short encounter he had with EC whose full name wasn’t even known yet had kept him wondering what other surprises lay out there that he didn’t know yet.Amelia knew it wasn’t time to be romantic anymore, she had threatened him with seductive move’s earlier to bring him out of his misery, his distant attention was starting to affect his relationship with her including their daughter.All she was trying to do was save her sinking marriage.A knock sounded at the door twice and they both exchanged looks, Amelia stood up to answer the door while Drake braced himself to respond to whoever it was.Brian walked into the room, his eyes glued to Drake’s sketchbook as he approached it,
It couldn’t be called love yet, what Ryan and Gabriella shared for the short time they met but their affection had ran deep, That is undeniable! “Ask me out.” Gabriella had blurted out shocking Caleb out of his bone marrow. Gabriella covered her face with her hand, embarrassement filled her up. She looked so vulnerable and fragile even more than she already did. She cleared her throat and in a low voice she tried to right her wrong. “I mean, get me out… of here.” “Oh! I almost got that wrong.” Cole turned on the car ignition and watched as Maya kept responding to questions with a huge fake smile plastered over her face. That moment, he couldn’t help but wonder how she manages to stay sane as a public figure. Not that he wasn’t interested in becoming one though! He had coveted his face showing up at the front of most newspapers and bill boards just as Drake’s do. Being the CEO of La Clothier, one of the biggest fashion brand in all of Los Angeles could do that magic.
Just like old times, Drake had sunk back to his old self. This time, it doubled, he wasn’t screaming at anyone nor was he harsh, He just totally detached himself! Every of the Harris is trying to cope with their grief in their own ways and as usual, detachment was Drake’s way, just as it was when Annabelle was murdered but this time around, it was laced with more guilt, Guilt that Ryan had died in his stead, the emotional turmoil of bringing tragedy upon his family with his turbulent love life, it was unforgivable! Wasn’t it? Drake could tell everyone had been avoiding his gaze since he spilled out everything about his ex-wife Annabelle’s affair. The strange man seemed to have her wrapped around his finger. Every one of her little lies when they were dating started to make more sense. He had thought himself intelligent, closing multibillion dollar business deals, acting the face of the company but to Annabelle he had been nothing but a pathetic pampered rich jerk she was on
Gabriella jolted up suddenly, she was sweating so profusely that got Maya really concerned. She gave her a curious look but Gabriella looked away, her friend could tell she didn’t want to talk about it. Eerie silence has filled Gabriella’s world since they had returned from Ryan’s burial, she hadn’t talked about him, she had stopped crying but Maya could tell she was still brooding deeply. Maya had made sure they were always together, even when she had commercials to shoot, she ensured Gabriella escorted her over. Her quietness was starting to bother her family so much but Maya had assured them she had it under control, Unknown to her that they didn’t! Gabriella broke into loud sobs and Maya hugged her tightly, she couldn’t question her on what her nightmare was about but every fiber of her body assumes it has something to do with Ryan Harris. “He didn’t want to die, he was so scared!” She admits tears of mucous forming on her nose bridge. Maya brought out a handkerchief a
Amelia felt terrible, she couldn’t bring herself to turn over to Drake on bed. She could tell he wasn’t fine but it eluded her on the best way to console him. She felt him stir slightly and thought of talking to him but her intuition kept holding her back. Blake let out a loud cry and she had no choice but to get up, to her surprise, Drake did the same, he was silent but collected Blake from her arms and patted him back lovingly. All the whole, his gaze was locked on Amelia, his unreadable expression baffled her. “Are you okay babe?” Amelia questioned suspiciously. “I am not.” Amelia was silent, she hadn’t expected such honesty from him, for the first time he was laying his emotions flat on the ground for her to see. She moved close enough and gave him a bear hug, Blake wasn’t comfortable as he started to wiggle out of his mother’s grasp. Drake kissed her forehead and Amelia reluctantly pulled away, she kept her gaze on him till he ended up speaking out his mind. “I feel li