LOGINJessica walked back into her bedroom, ignoring the two best friends who were probably gossiping about her. She picked up her phone to check her message from Rockie, still nothing. A sigh drew from her lips. "I can't actually judge her." She thought to herself. "She probably believes I ran off on her, especially since I can't tell her why I'm stuck here. How do I explain that my psychotic ex husband is after me? Knowing Rockie, she'll call the police immediately and that will ruin everything. Besides, no one is to know I'm here."She paused, thinking about it again. If no one was to know she was there, that was actually more scary because they could kill her here and no one would know she ever went to Cara's place. "I mean, they'd think it's impossible for me to go to my ex best friend's place. Am I really safe here?"But the thought of Cara killing her was very close to impossible. She knew Cara well, even though Cara was pretending to be wicked and mean now, she could see through
It had been two days since the accident, Romeo didn't talk about it. He tried to remain the same, waking up early to make his wife breakfast, taking care of their daughter, working on the whole "capture Chris" plan. But Cara saw through everything, she knew he was trying so hard to act indifferent but he was too calm which made it all obvious. She didn't know whether to talk about it or not, but she tried to support him silently. "What do you think I should do?" She asked Abigail as she changed Alice's diaper. "Has he gone to see her?" Abigail asked. Cara shook her head. A sigh drew from Abigail's lips. "He's probably trying to arrange his feelings. He wants to understand his emotions properly before taking any step or saying anything about it. He probably feels a lot of things right now.""Like what?" Cara's brow arched softly. Abigail hugged herself as her lips pressed into a thin line. "Mmm..." She thought for a second. "Regret, anger, sadness, shock, betrayal, there's a lon
Cara stared at the woman sitting opposite an officer of the law in the questioning room, she looked so nervous and worried. She never raised her head up once and she didn't open her mouth to respond to any of the questions the officer was asking her. The man let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead before getting to his feet and turning towards the door. "Is he okay?!" She yelled out suddenly, finally raising her head up, looking desperately at him. The officer stared at Vicky but didn't say anything. He noticed how unhinged she was and he let out a soft sigh. The detective outside the questioning room, watching the questioning go on, where Cara was standing, received a message and suddenly spoke up. He leaned towards the microphone, "Clark, let me see you for one moment." The officer in the questioning room nodded his head and left there to join them. Vicky screamed loudly. "Just fucking tell me! Is he okay? Is he alive? There wasn't any news whether he survived or not, why won't
Cara walked towards the car with trembling legs. She didn't want to believe what she was seeing. She knew the car was hers with no doubt, but still, maybe, hopefully, there was a chance the car wasn't hers. She froze midway, unable to step any forward. Her eyes locked onto the passenger and she couldn't breathe. "Romeo..." She muttered. "Romeo..." Romeo was still conscious, she noticed he was trying to undo the seat belt and that was when it came to her that she had to do something. "Somebody help!" She screamed. "My husband! That's my husband!" She sobbed loudly, finally able to carry her feet as she ran towards the car. "Her husband?""Poor woman.""Wait, that's Cara Armani!" "It must be Romeo Armani in the car!" People murmured on the street. "Please! Somebody call the ambulance!" She exclaimed, unable to hold back her tears. "I'm calling an ambulance already!" One man exclaimed. She rushed to the door of the car and tried to pull the door open but it wouldn't budge. She
Cara froze, she couldn't move. Hearing those words pinned her to a spot. She could have sworn she heard Giovanni's voice over the phone, saying things that probably mattered, that were probably going to be important, relating to what he had said, but she didn't hear a single word. She was in the room but wasn't there. Her mind had been carried away by a wave. Why was she the only one being attacked for being happy? Why was everyone out to kill her? What exactly was her offense in particular? Cara flinched softly as a hand touched her leg. She blinked, realizing where she was. "Giovanni, I'll... I'll have to call you back." She finally uttered, not hearing a word from what he had been saying. "Cara, I really didn't want to tell you cause I didn't want to get you scared, but Romeo, he--""Giovanni," she said, cutting him off, her voice carrying weight. "I need to hang up now. Call Romeo, he's free now. Something came up here too, he can answer your calls now.""Okay. I'm sorry for
Cara couldn't even believe what she was doing. She had the house carer go out with her that morning to a boutique and assist her in picking out some clothes for Jessica. She and Jessica wore almost the same size, from shoes, clothes, and even down to underwear. That made it a whole lot easier for her to shop for her. Jessica's size was just a little bigger but looking at her now, she knew they would wear the exact same size of clothes. She had a bunch of clothes in her walk-in wardrobe, a lot more that she doubted she'd ever wear, but she'd rather give them away than let Jessica wear them. After picking everything out, she went back home to drop everything off. Mrs Armani was already around to help take care of Alice. Cara didn't have time to explain the whole Jessica situation to Tori so she hoped Romeo would do the explaining while she was gone and if he didn't, they'd talk after her therapy session. Standing alone with Jessica in the guest room, several bags lined the floor,
Days had gone by and silence was proudly dominating the home of the Knowles family. Sarah Knowles had not spoken to her husband ever since he took Jessica's side and not hers while Jessica herself walked around the house like a ghost no one could see.She didn't pretend to be nice to her mother in
Cara turned in her bed as she began to wake and landed in the strong arms of her beloved Romeo.She let out a soft gasp, hoping not to have startled him awake. But he was still sound asleep. Thankfully. She smiled.She stared at his godly face, wondering how long it must have taken to make a man as
Romeo cupped Cara's face in his arms and smiled softly. "I know. I remember." She blinked. "What?" "One year ago when I went with you to face your ex husband, I remember they said something like that and it really hurt you. I don't have a problem with that. Just to be sure, we will go see my doctor
Chris stared irritatedly at the food that sat on his plate. Ever since he had told Cara about the car he got her and she obviously wasn't pleased by it, he had been trying to reach her but her number was not connecting.She couldn't have... Blocked him? Could She?He couldn't stop asking himself diffe







