THREE MONTHS LATER:
Jane’s point of view:After the whole charade, it paid off, first we have Steven travelling around the world and making a name for the company, and we have us getting married two weeks ago, it wasn’t a nice experience if I have to be completely honest, and it’s even worse because I and Steve have to play lovey dovely again, since we have aunt Martha coming over for dinner soon enough. As usual I and Steve are in the same room but it looks like we aren’t, he’s scrolling through his phone, and I am just here staring at the ceiling, praying so hard that mom or Shirley comes. Finally we hear the clicks of heels, oh I know who it is already before she even shows her face, mom walks down the stairs trying so hard to make the best impressions she’s all smiles and immediately the silly plans we both made to strip Steven bare of any fortune he has, has me feeling so guilty, I even use my hand
Steven’s point of view:And so, there’s been a lot of days when I’ve had worse things thrown at me, but never has it ever been like this there’s been lots of times when there have been embarrassments, and a couple of times when I shed a few tears, but right now, I can’t seem to comprehend. So, I left the place for Jae, simply because I am trying to avoid everything that has to do with her. Taking out my phone I scroll through every available document I should have in my phone.“the extent of wickedness” I say, the extent at which it grows day by day in my life.She just stayed there and watched as her mother insulted me, I guess having being a participant of the whole thing, she feels guilty and all.“she saw me, and she said nothing, she didn’t even walk me through the path of embarrassment, maybe trying to let me know of what happened, just giving me a snippet would have been nice”The documents on my phone don’t
Jane’s point of view:“you know you should also learn to apologize to your wife, instead of just leaving the house each time we have a fight, it’s not such a pleasant news to the ear” I look at my so-called husband, the anger from the other time still present, like how could he not understand the wrong he did. And to crown the whole thing up, he doesn’t even have the tiniest bit of remorse on his face, its just like even my mere presence has already caused him a loss.“I think you are supposed to be the one apologizing, I mean I wasn’t the one who kept secrets from you” he stands and walks to stand in front of me, after looking me up and down he puts his hand in his joggers pockets, then with his back facing his table he takes a few steps till his backside rests on his desk.“what’s the issue Jane, what more do you want from me, what else do you want me saying to you” I nod with li
Stevens point of view:It wasn’t as long as I thought it would take, no it wasn’t, it was just a basic system of power. After two weeks of the jean incident, she wasn’t secure anymore, there was backlash, that implicated the society of fashion, implicated “MACPHERSON” its name was now treated as scum, well at least jane’s jeans was now scum, and that is a bad thing because now we had to travel elsewhere and we have to stay together and staying together is not something that is advisable at this moment.“but one thing I’m not happy about is the fact that I am leaving my mom alone” I nod at her because it definitely isn’t advisable, at this moment, that Miss Martha is such a wicked character, and I definitely am getting so tired of hearing anything concerning her ceramics company, and you know the fun-fact about this so-called Martha, well it’s the fact that she also has an unlucky jean
Jane’s point of viewMy whole life I have never felt this depressed, I can’t even sleep, I have called mom like a hundred times already, still she isn’t picking up, I don’t even know where to start from anymore.But all the same I still thank God for this night because Steven really came through, he helped me in a lot of things, from the talks, to the ice-cream, to even the small body contacts it was really nice. A smile graces my face when I think the more about it. But now, all I have to put my focus on, is the image that I so took my time to build, my body goes weak just thinking of what has already happened, those jeans that I put my time and strength into have already been destroyed.I put my head back on my pillow when I think of how much I have to do once I get up, calls that I have to make, and even small meetings I would have to hold on zoom, its way off the chart to ask aunt Margarette for help especially once it has
Steven’s point of view:I take my MacBook to the sitting room, so I have been trying to take some nice pictures of my wife with my phone, because my really nice manager says I should take unknown pictures of her and post on my social media, asides lying to the media and saying how important my wedding day was I think at this moment I have to go normal on it, so she is lying face up and in a deep sleep, but I have to say, she still looks so beautiful, and it makes me feel so lucky, like I can’t even breathe whenever I see this, I mean, how can someone be so so beautiful, its like she doesn’t even try to, after the mini edit I upload it to my Instagram and twitter account myself, in quote, “my sunshine”.I smile profusely when I tag her, it looks like I can’t even understand why I choose to upload I at this moment.“having to understand the human emotion, is such a confusing thing to do” I immediately shut my mac, and
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face. “well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face.“well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to eat chocolate”
Stevens point of view:The flashlight coming from the numerous cameras going off and on, really has me wishing I had shades on, it’s a major turnoff seeing this shots happen in front of me every day, like it’s a ritual I’ve come to detest.“Let’s walk farther away from here Steve”whispers my wife into ear. I nod and begin walking faster; my ears could detect every noisy whisper in the background, even the continuous screeches of fans and their endless wails.“Come along” that voice, I turn and come face to face with Aunty Margaret.“if we could talk inside that will be better” says Margaret I look at my wives face only for me to come face to face with a red face, we walk faster so as to avoid the never ending clicks of phones and cameras, but it’s like the more we push the farther I feel from the company’s door.After several pushes and clicks of