~ MeganI ran out of the office panting. When I saw my sister, I told her everything and I took the flash drive that had the video with me.My sister had a brilliant idea. She smirked as she spoke. “Tomorrow is Charles’ wedding with that snake. Why don't we crash the wedding and expose the truth?”My eyes lit up. “You are so bloody smart and wicked, Lena,” I smirked.With determination burning in our hearts, Celena and I hatched a plan to crash Charles’s wedding, and Lucian was ready to help us in any way possible. We would expose May tomorrow for her deceit. Armed with the evidence that still had its primary source alive, I knew it would be a piece of cake to expose May.The next day, we arrived at the venue of the wedding, our hearts pounding with anticipation and nerves. We were determined to make our move before it was too late.As we stealthily made our way inside, I felt like I was in one of those dramatic telenovelas, and I was the female lead ready to rain hell on the villains
~ Charles“Megan,” I began, my voice quivering with the burdensome weight of what I needed to say. Her eyes turned to me, full of curiosity and concern, as I confessed the truth that had eaten away at my peace and sanity for years.Megan lost her mind for a moment, kicking, punching, and calling me names. She refused to believe that I was capable of such an evil act. She said she saw the silhouette of the hit-and-run driver, and it wasn't mine. She accused me of taking the fall for someone, and I tried to explain that I was not, but she wouldn't believe me.“Megan, it is the truth, and I can't keep running from it,” I said, my voice steadier with resolve. “I need to own up to what I’ve done.”Megan remained in denial, but I felt ecstatic, more than I have felt in years. It was ironic, huh? I was feeling relieved just knowing that I was going to pay for my crimes. Megan refused to follow me, so after I said my last goodbye to my son, I drove myself to the police station, knowing that
~MeganThe relentless buzz of my alarm clock pierced through the early morning silence at 6 a.m. With a heavy sigh, I begrudgingly reached for the snooze button for the third time. The night before had been a relentless marathon of work, leaving me with a mere three hours of restless sleep.Having invested so much effort in securing a journalist position at "Daily Headlines" after numerous rejections from other media houses, I agreed with my boss to handle multiple projects in exchange for a promised pay increase. Juggling these tasks simultaneously, the weight of deadlines pressed on me like an insurmountable burden.As I thought about the new day ahead, a sense of reluctance washed over me. It would be a busy day at the office, with a meeting with my boss looming over my head.I finally rolled out of bed, and noticed my phone beeped with a message from my best friend, Jenny."Can't wait to see you tonight. It's going to be a girls' night to remember!" I smiled, grateful for the rem
~MeganThere was something about the way he looked at me, something in his gaze that felt magnetic. We held each other's gaze for a moment, and then he smiled. He walked over to our table and introduced himself."Hello pretty ladies," he said. I observed my friends whispering and giving me a thumbs up. I shifted my attention away, concentrating on the handsome man standing beside me."My name is "Charles," he said, extending his hand. "And you are?"I took his hand and shook it. "I'm Megan," I said. "Nice to meet you."Charles smiled again, and there was something in his smile that made my heart flutter. "The pleasure is all mine," he said. "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. I hope you don't mind me saying so, but you're very beautiful."I blushed, flattered by his compliment. "Thank you," I said. "Would you like to get out of here? I know a great little coffee shop around the corner that has the best cappuccinos in town. What do you say?"I hesitated. It was la
~Megan I felt really embarrassed, like way worse than being on fire. I couldn't even look at the guy, so I just turned my head away. "Let me go," I told him, my voice all rough and quiet. "I just want to leave." He finally let go of my arm, and I quickly moved away from him, my legs shaking. I yanked on my clothes without daring to glance at him. I just wanted to get out of there, away from feeling so embarrassed and ashamed. I headed for the door, my hand shaking as I reached for the handle. Before I could open it, his voice came from behind. "You can't run from this," he said, sounding low and threatening. I turned to face him, my hands clenched into fists. "You're a monster," I told him, my voice shaking with anger. "You used me, and now you're trying to control me." He smiled, and it hurt. "You think I'm trying to control you?" He sounded amused.. "I'm just stating the facts. You had a one-night stand with a stranger, and now you have to deal with the consequences," he said,
~CharlesI paced back and forth in my hotel room, my mind racing as I tried to figure out what to do. The shower had been running for hours, flooding the bathroom and seeping into the hallway outside. It was obvious Megan had it broken.My phone was submerged in a puddle of water on the bathroom floor, completely useless. "How could that woman be so cruel?" As I looked around the room, searching for a solution, my eyes landed on the hotel phone on the nightstand. A glimmer of hope sparked in my mind. Maybe I could call the front desk and ask them to send someone to help me. I snatched up the phone, but as I dialed the number, my heart sank. The phone was dead. Water must have gotten into the line and shorted it out. I was well and truly stuck. I slumped onto the wet bed, defeated."What sort of mess did I get myself into," I muttered to myself. "How am I going to get out of this?" I had to think of something, but what? Just then, there was a knock at the door."Hello?" I called o
~CharlesJust when I thought I had found someone that could change my perception about love, maybe falling in love with her would've helped me heal from my previous heart break from Janette, my ex-girlfriend. "Damn it Charles, you just ruined everything!" I said, hitting the brain box of my car. "You shouldn't keep hurting ladies simply because of Janette's heartbreak". I muttered to myself.I felt my anger rising again, threatening to consume me.As I pulled into the driveway of my father's house, I took a deep breath. I knew I looked a mess, and I dreaded the thought of facing my father and the guests. But I couldn't just walk past them, I had to face them. I gathered my courage and made my way to the front door. I walked into the house, hearing the sound of laughter coming from the sitting room. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door. My father and his guests looked up, their faces registering surprise and amusement."Charles, my boy!" My father exclaimed, his voice drip
~MeganI walked through the front door of my house, still reeling from what had happened at the hotel. I hadn't meant to humiliate Charles like that, but he deserved it for worsening the pain I felt after I caught Steve and my friend Anna in bed. It felt so good to see him squirm."I hate men now."I felt a little guilty, but I was mostly just relieved to be done with that chapter of my life, and relationships. I tossed my keys on the counter and headed for the kitchen."Where is everyone*? I called out for my parents and my sister, but there was no response.I decided to walk to my room and take a shower.After a long, relaxing shower, my stomach growled, prompting me to head down the street for breakfast.While I was waiting to cross the street, I heard a man sitting in a mini-van saying something like, “He seems very irritated, very likely because of the marriage. Believe me, our plan’s gonna work.” They are probably mafia so I pretended to hear nothing and walked away as soon as