Annie slowly opened her eyes. It took a moment before she realized the bedroom was unfamiliar in the early morning light. At first, she just lay in the position she has awaken up in. But as the minutes tick away in her head, she starts to realize she might be alone in the bedroom. She now slowly moved into a sitting position. Once seated with her back against the pillows she starts looking around in the bedroom. It was clear from the décor Aaron didn’t think it through. Everything is a kind of annoyance to her feminine senses.
“Annie, I am coming in.” Aaron announced at the door. He slowly pushed it opened. In his hands were a breakfast tray which he carefully places down on the nearby table. “I thought you might be hungry since you haven’t eaten anything last night.” He observes calmly.
“Morning,” she said quietly.
“Good morning, Annie.” He said without smiling. He reached for his rope throwing
Annie woke with tears on her pillow. Her breathing was shallow while her heart still raced ahead, disguising the elusive threat of her remembered dream for crying too achingly. Her forgotten feelings and emotions made her cry anew. There within the grasp of her empty hands therein lie the ties for her ever-lasting love.She senses him like breathing but no matter how much she tries she can’t seem to move past the clouds in her memory. The emotions and words playing around in her head makes no sense yet she somehow believes in them with a strength that leaves her breathless.Since she was found the silent man who just moves around her, she begin to realize fear is such a basic part of her life though lately. What puzzles her the uncertainty of whatever it was she fear…It has become her master in many areas of her life. She can’t seem to shake the heavy blanket that clouded her heart so masterfully. Warm tears streak down her cheeks while she lay wide-eyed with a hallow echo in her hea
"Annie, are you coming?" Aaron stood watching her impatience clearly on his face. He felt a sense of urgency needing to get into the air. "Where are we going?" she crosses her arms over her chest looking towards him with open suspicion. "I will answer you but let's get into the air." his eyes moved towards the waiting helicopter.Annie starts to noticed how agitated he was. She took a deep breathe before she starts to approached him. The uncertainty and suspicion were fighting within her chest. The moment she was right beside him he reaches out before helping her firmly into her seat. He followed sitting down beside her. The helicopter suddenly glides into the air. "Aaron where are we heading?""Just be patient for a while. You won't be disappointed." he said quietly.Annie decides to focus on nothing just listening to her heartbeat. There was so much happening sometimes she wasn't certain what the heck was going on. She wants to look at the man, her husband, but there was such a huge
“Annie Saint-Claire…” the nun calls her name softly. She stays motionless just staring through the window. She was watching the bees circling just outside her window. She was aware of her surroundings but choose to stay silent. The realization burning in her mind that someone has managed to reopen her past in Twin Rivers.“You need to tell me if you are okay miss? Do I need to call someone?” Martha was worried since the moment she found her walking alongside the road. The state she was in shocked her.Annie slowly looked at her with such coldness in her eyes. She then turned to look back through the window. She frowns when she starts to wonder if she actually has seen Benji…“Get your hands off me.” Benji opens his eyes and instantly start to fight the hands moving across his body. “Where am I?”“Calm down sir. You are in the hospital.” The male nurse looked at him with a slight smi
“Annie…” Aaron calls her name softly from where he was still sitting behind his desk. He instantly noticed the rigidness in her shoulders where she stood looking out the window.“Yes,” she said without looking his way.“If you don’t mind, I would like to have a conversation with you. Please look at me.” He asked politely.It took a couple of frosty moments before she slowly turned to face him. The picture of him beside that bitch personal assistant still vivid in her thoughts. She should ask Benji to do a background check. She remembers the woman Victor and Anja briefly managed to sneak into Crown Towers. She can’t believe her lost happiness has turned into this disaster.“Please, sit down.” He asked again.Annie finally did what he asked her eyes fixed on him, clearly waiting for whatever was on his mind.“Did you sleep okay?”This question puzzles her. It
Annie slowly opened her eyes. It took a moment before she realized the bedroom was unfamiliar in the early morning light. At first, she just lay in the position she has awaken up in. But as the minutes tick away in her head, she starts to realize she might be alone in the bedroom. She now slowly moved into a sitting position. Once seated with her back against the pillows she starts looking around in the bedroom. It was clear from the décor Aaron didn’t think it through. Everything is a kind of annoyance to her feminine senses.“Annie, I am coming in.” Aaron announced at the door. He slowly pushed it opened. In his hands were a breakfast tray which he carefully places down on the nearby table. “I thought you might be hungry since you haven’t eaten anything last night.” He observes calmly.“Morning,” she said quietly.“Good morning, Annie.” He said without smiling. He reached for his rope throwing
The knock was soft on the home office door.“Enter,” Grandpa Casey sits behind his desk.“I have information sir.” The nurse carefully closed the door behind her. She walked towards the desk reaching for his laptop. She inserted the mobile memory drive before unlocking a folder. She starts the recording.The old man starts to chuckle when he witnesses the absurd fight between husband and wife. He then closed it. He looked thoughtful for a moment.“Did you find any information about the whereabouts of the babies?”“No sir.”“We must find the twins; this will help getting the family together again. I keep wondering what made Aaron choose this course of action.”“Sir, we still have the imposter. He is well fed but lock in the cellar. We never questioned him.”“I realize. I am not sure if we should arrange a meeting between the Brotherhood of lovers and t