The sun set glow spread all over the city, it was warm and golden. Emily Walker sat on the balcony of her luxurious hotel suite, lost in a sea of memories. How had her life changed so much in the span of a few days, from living in that tiny hellhole apartment to staying a luxurious hotel wearing expensive white bathrobes, and drinking expensive bottles of champagne while overlooking the city view. Ethan had booked the hotel for her until after the wedding, which was happening in a week’s time and he was taking care of everything. The only thing she physically had to be present for towards the wedding preparations was for her dress fittings, she didn’t have to lift a finger or worry about anything.News about the wedding had spread like wildfire throughout the city, it was on every magazine, social media blogs and mostly everyone was talking about it. It was a big shock once when a small group of paparazzi had followed her to the hotel asking her questions about how she met Ethan and
The lavish chapel stood as a testament to the extravagant tastes of the Hatton family. Its marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. Elaborate floral arrangements adorned every corner, emanating fragrances that mingled with the anticipation in the air. The chapel was massive, and designer clad guests trooped in one by one filling the polished wooden chairs. Carefully selected elite guests, whispering among themselves with their eyes darting around the room in search of intrigue.At the center of attention stood the bride as she trailed the middle of the chapel, a vision of elegance in her ivory lace gown. Her cascading veil, delicately embellished with pearls, framed her radiant face, and her eyes held a glimmer of both uncertainty and determination. Even though her thoughts swirled with a mix of trepidation and suppressed longing for a genuine connection, deep down she knew her role. There was no love here, even though somehow she yearned for more. Emily wa
Jackson Hatton knew he wasn’t invited to the wedding, but he had planned to crash it anyway even though he knew that somehow it’d hurt him to see Emily in a wedding dress, getting married to his brother when he met her first, kissed her first. There was a burning jealousy in his chest that he couldn’t control, he couldn’t quench and he could only let it burn till it consumed him. He was dressed in a dark coloured suit, seated restlessly in his sleek black corvette parked in the wedding reception venue while running nervous hands through his ginger coloured hair. He had a bottle in his hand that he sipped from continuously in large gulps and he could feel the liquor running through his veins, invading his brain and compromising his thoughts but it was nothing he couldn’t handle, not when there was something bigger in his mind. Why did he care so much? He had no idea why but he knew it was because she was out of reach, he couldn’t have her and it made him want her more.He dipped his h
“Wait what!” Emily sprang up immediately despite the throbbing pain in her head. Her eyes widening as she looked between both brothers “What do you mean kidnap, who’s Anita?”“Ethan’s bitter ex, the one he was initially supposed to marry but ditched him, and you need to lie down Emily” Jackson said and Emily’s lips formed an ‘o’ shape as she recalled the tall, high maintenance looking girl that walked in on them when Ethan was about to propose, and totally ignoring Jackson’s last statement. There was no way she was going to lie down now, especially after what she’s just heard.“I don’t believe that” Ethan said to Jackson, suddenly moving over to Emily in a protective manner as if to shield her from the affection Jackson was unconsciously throwing her way.“I saw her chauffeur, he drove the car Emily was in, what do you mean you don’t believe that?” Jackson argued, frustration visibly showing his head and Emily interjected.“Jackson….” she wanted to say but Ethan pushed her lightly ou
Emily stood confused, phone still in hand and panic wires going off in her brains as she recalled the one sided conversation she just encountered. Her hand vibrates as she stared at her phone, the blankness of it screaming back at her. She knew if she called back the line would be disconnected but she tried anyways, and dial tone rang back in her ears the three times she tried. She felt frantic, curious and tired. The sudden theatrics of her life amazed her and suddenly she missed the simplicity, the quietness.“Are you okay?” Ethan walked past her into the house, noticing a worried look on her face and she forced a smile walking further into the house alongside with Ethan. She wasn’t sure she could tell him about the strange phone calls she’d been getting, she didn’t think she could trust him yet especially when he couldn’t protect her against his ex girlfriend, so she forced a smile instead.“It’s been a long day” she said and he looked at her now, really looked her and cupping her
A week later , it was time for the meeting with the board of directors and investors for Hatton Tech startup. The past week was supposed to be Ethan’s honeymoon with Emily but they had spent it doing everything but that. While Ethan had thrown himself into creating pitches for securing the business contracts, Emily had spent hers shopping for herself and new pieces for the penthouse,also trying waiting or trying to figure out the strange person that kept calling claiming to be her mother.Although they had been a few delicate moments, between herself and Ethan it was still hard to figure the chemistry because Ethan was the hardest person to read. He was both hot and cold, sweet but distant at the same time and now she understood just a little bit, why he had been unable to get someone to marry him. He had just one thing on his mind and that was the business.“Big contract today?” She asked him while she sipped her coffee, flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine she picked at
Emily Hatton stared at her phone, rereading the text countless times over trying to make sense of it, but it wasn’t forthcoming. She had a memory, a memory bursting to set free but her brain wouldn’t let it, something had happened to her causing that part of her memory to be locked. Her head had began to hurt and she massaged her temples with her fingers, the text messages still going over in her head and the confusion plagued her. Should she trust her and go or was this a very thoughtless prank. But also, she felt overwhelmed by curiousity. What happened to her parents and why did her mother abandon her and run away? These are the questions she had asked her whole life and no one had been able to give her the answers she needed and now they were being offered to her on a platter of gold, why does she have to refuse it and in that moment of hesitation, Emily made up her mind. She was going to go and confront her past.Later that evening, Emily sat at the penthouse dressed beautifully
Emily stared in shock at the woman seated before her after they had found their way to an empty looking Cafe around the corner. Alyssa looked almost unbothered, taking bites out of her cheesecake while she waited for Emily to process her shock, nervous hands and earth eyes.“I told you I was going to tell you the truth and nothing but the truth and I apologize for the theatrics I displayed while trying to talk to you, I was nervous and I wasn’t sure if you wanted to talk to me”“Also I have a bit of flair for the dramatics” she added.Emily nodded even though this woman looked like someone that had never been nervous in her life. She stayed silent waiting for her to speak more even though she wasn’t sure she might be able to handle the whole truth, but she stayed still, rigid even and unable to move.“Your father, Darren was the love of my life and the only man I have ever loved and hated equally. He was everything to me. Do you remember him?” She asked and Emily shook her head“Not