Tatum: Four years ago The girl hanging on Nigel’s arm is beautiful to the point that I begin to think of other words to describe her because beautiful just doesn’t cover it. She’s not exactly tall but she is taller than me. Where I’m 5’2 in height, she’s about 5’5 tall and where I’m more curves than bones, she’s slender and graceful in a way that makes my confidence dwindle. Her slender body makes her appear taller than she actually is while my curves make me appear shorter. It suddenly occurs to me that in every way I’ve assessed her, I’ve somehow compared her features to mine and the contrast is startling. Her red hair is piled in ringlets above her head and the long evening gown she wears fits like a second skin. I’ve never seen her before but the way Nigel holds her, I know there’s familiarity there. She’s walking happily alongside him and there’s a satisfied smile on her face. Nigel looks very comfortable with her and it makes my heart tremble because I haven’t seen Nigel comf
NoahPresent I hand over a piece of paper with prescriptions to the nurse. “Give this to the patients guardian. Let them get these from a pharmacy”“Yes sir”, the nurse concurs and I look over the unconscious patient on the bed one more time before I turn to leave. A few feet away from my office, I see Julius pacing leisurely in front of my door. He raises his head and sights me. I sigh and walk towards him, opening the office door and walking in before him. He follows quietly behind. I pull off my white robe and hang it on my coat hanger before pulling up my sleeves to my elbow and making my way to my chair. “What is it Dale?”, I ask Julius, using his last name. He takes a seat in front of my desk and I raise a brow at him, urging him to get to the point of his visit already.“Calm down sunshine, I swear I won’t take your time”, he drawls out cockily. I don’t answer him, God knows I don’t have the time.“So uhm, you know how I took a plate of food home the day that restaurant chic
Tatum: Four years agoNigel takes some time to reply. The hesitation is a lot for me. I feel the tears coming but I don’t let them escape, I simply plead for answers with my teary eyes.“Her name’s Kate”, he answers casually.I walk towards him, eating up the space between us until I’m about a foot away from him. “You know that’s not what I asked”, I tell him, cold and calm. He exhales exhaustedly.“Tate, I really don’t-”“Just answer my question Nigel !”“Jesus Christ Tate! She’s no one okay. A family friend, that’s all. Her family’s been doing business with mine for years now. It’s nothing”I know he’s hiding something but I don’t point it out because I’ve known Nigel for years, I know him better than he knows himself and the look on his face tells me there’s more to this than he’s letting on but the same look also tells me that he’s not going to spare me any other details. “Fine”, I look down at the floor, inhaling through the tears then I look back up at him “just tell me one th
PresentNoahI can't tell if I'm nervous. I'm hardly ever nervous, so I really don't know what it truly feels like. But right now, I think what I'm feeling could pass for nervousness. Tate is short, just a little above 5 feet tall, and I'm 6'3", which is a significant height difference between us. So, explain to me how she's managing to glare down at me like she's not the one who's closer to the ground."How could you even let him?" she asks, enraged."You have to understand that this isn't my fault," I say, not sure if I'm trying to defend myself."Well, obviously it is. You could've simply told him no from the get-go, but you chose to ask me instead, knowing that my answer would be no either way.""Tate—""Forget it," she cuts me off. "It's useless, and I'm not doing it." She turns and walks away, but I don't stop her because I warned Julius this was gonna happen. She gets to the door of my apartment and is about to reach for the knob when the door opens, and Julius steps into the
Tatum: Four years ago I've been in this compound for a while now, and Bridget is the most feared person here. Even when her husband was alive, she commanded fear while he earned respect. The staff felt more comfortable around him.I've seen Bridget's anger enough times to recognize it, but this time it's different. She is absolutely furious. There's no other way to put it. If we weren't so far apart in Nigel's large room, I'm sure her anger could physically harm me.I'm too shocked to move away from Nigel. I'm frozen, unable to take a single step.She glares at us from the doorway. The light streams in, revealing our shocked expressions, frozen in time."Maid, leave. Nigel, my office. Now!" She doesn't wait for a response, simply walks away, the angry click of her heels signaling trouble.Nigel turns to me. "Stay here, okay?""What? Don't leave me," I protest, but he interrupts."I promise I'll be right back." He kisses my forehead and leaves the room without waiting for another wo
Noah: Present Julius and I arrive at his family house a little after noon. We have work together and he had things to do at home so he suggested we move our meeting here. I’m not exactly happy with the idea but arguing with Julius is a waste of time. He rings the door bell and his little sister, Jennifer opens up the door with a wide smile on her face. “Hey Jelly”, Julius greets, immediately walking past her and into the house. I nod at her, about to follow him but she shifts a bit and I can’t get past her now. “Noah”, she greets, “it’s been quite a while since I last saw you”Her signature smile is on her face. She’s the last child in the Dale family and also the most spoiled. “Yes. Hello Jennifer…how are you?”, I add for courtesy sake.“I’m good”, she replies, the smile on her face seeming to widen. “Come in then, I’d take you in”I’ve come here countless times but I still indulge her. She doesn’t take me to the living room, instead, she takes me to their lounge room and there
Tatum: Four years ago.I'm floating. At least, it feels like I am. I have no idea where I am, and my mind is foggy. But slowly, I start to come to, and I feel my body being moved around. I'm being carried. I reach out my hand to touch him."Nigel?""Shh, go back to sleep, baby. I'll take you to bed."Sure enough, he puts me down on a bed that I recognize as the one in the cottage. Suddenly, my mind clears up completely, and I remember the events that led up to this moment — Kate, getting caught by Bridget, and Nigel's promise to meet me at the cottage. However, he never came as soon as he promised. I fell asleep waiting for him."Where were you?" I ask him. "What time is it?""A little past midnight," he replies, ignoring my first question.I sit up and persist, "Where were you?"He doesn't respond."You promised you were going to meet me here right away.""I know, baby, and I'm sorry. I got caught up," he sighs frustratedly."In Kate?" I ask scornfully. His surprise is evident, even
Noah: Present "Shall I drop you off at the restaurant, or would you like to go straight home?" Tatum turns to answer my question."Drop me off at the restaurant. I need to wrap things up with Dotty and go over what I discussed with Sophie.""Did you guys finalize the menu?"She shakes her head. "No, not yet. But that's why we'll meet up again.""Hmm." I pull up at the restaurant about five minutes later, and Tatum steps out with a goodbye. I wait for about a minute, then restart the engine, and as I'm about to pull out, I see Tatum hurriedly stepping out of the double doors. There's a panicked look on her face, and without thinking too much, I step out of the car just in time for her to basically fly into me."Dot-Dotty is...," she rushes out frantically but chokes on the words."Tatum, calm down," I say, and she does. I take her hand to lead her back inside, already knowing that something is wrong, and it probably has to do with Dorothy. Sure enough, Dorothy is slumped over on one o