KAREN It's been exactly one week since Jason's proposal without a word from him since lunch. So much for happily ever after. If he thinks I'm going to cower while he lords his half hearted proposal over me then he needs a rethink. If my family is so poor and getting married to me won't benefit MERC, why did he agree to marry me? What's in it for him in all of this? What deal did my parents make? I don't want to imagine things but my parents wouldn't even talk to me especially since the confrontation with my mother. Father's heard of it by now already. At least they know what my intentions are now and if they think I'll be the obedient daughter this time then they're in for a surprise. Which is why I agreed to go out with Henley, especially after that kiss we shared. At least he's not boring like his brother. I suck on the straw attached to the juice carton I am holding in my hand as the sweetness of the fruit juice slides over my tongue. I'm going to have to be discr
EIGHT YEARS AGO…: MERC PUBLISHING FIRMHENLEYI don't really know how to feel about this. Jason has always been one proud prick but I really do need the support I can get from him.At this point, I am in dire need of support. Someone to believe in me and back me up.I could use a confidence boost."Why would you even think of running a publishing firm?"Mother had demanded. Apparently not liking the idea of me running a company similar to the family's business.Well, Mother never likes any of m
HENLEY "What? What do you mean you can explain?" I stuttered. Mr Daniels Snr heaved a sigh from his end and took a very deep breath. "I promise to explain everything to you when you come over. This is not a conversation that can be discussed over the phone. Please, son, hear me out." He pleaded. I shake my head repeatedly, still in denial even though it's beginning to make sense to me. "It means it's true, right?" Mr Daniels Snr said nothing to that. "It means that woman speaks the truth," I say strongly, a faint echo of the British accent that normally slips out without notice especially when I'm stressed. I am pretty much stressed right now. "Henley, just come over. I'll be waiting," the call goes dead. My phone drops to the table with a clatter as I groan in frustration and bury my head in my hands. "No, no, no, " I say over and over. I have two options, stay here and wallow in denial and ignorance or get out there, face the press that have no doubt assembled at
KAREN"Drugs, Karen,"Henley's voice echoed in my head as I stared blankly at my computer screen. Apparently I still haven't digested the news properly. How could I?I see no reason why Jason would want to destroy my family and all we have worked for. I just don't get it. None of it makes any sense. I force myself to concentrate on the task at hand which is finding out for myself if Henley is right. I don't want to believe him, even though a small but significant part of me believes everything he told me. Why would Henley lie against his brother? To paint a bad image of him, maybe?Jason's image is rotten where I'm concerned. Henley is not the kind of man who back bites and certainly not the type to spread rumors about his rival just to get the girl. No, he's not that type of person. There's a stiff muscle in my neck and shoulder that makes itself known as I type in a search word. Turning my head this way and that, I wait for search results. As expected, nothing unusual pops up
JASON"I'm calling off the engagement.."Karen's words echoed as I stared hard at the blank phone screen. I couldn't have heard her correctly, I heard wrong. Right?I'd only be deluding myself if I actually believed that bullshit. "What the fuck?!" I roared suddenly, sending books and files flying in the air, my breaths coming out in short pants. "What has gotten into this woman?" I wonder out loud. Why can't she be the fucking submissive her parents painted her to be. "She's very understanding, the perfect woman for the perfect man," I said out loud, echoing the words spoken by her mother who wholeheartedly assured me that there wouldn't be a problem at all. "You all fucking lied to me," I swear, picking up my phone once more. She'd better be joking because I'm not going to take it lightly with her. I click on her contact, automatically placing a call to her number. It rings and rings and rings, no answer. She doesn't pick up my call and a tiny trickle of dread and fear sli
HENLEYMy phone rings and vibrates on the table as I get ready to leave the office. It's been a really rough week so far, especially when I have to be extra careful in order to avoid those nosy reporters. I am really, really trying to stay off the news as much as I can. Nothing seems to be working though because it seems they're all hell bent on milking this piece of fodder thrown at them until all the juice runs out. Well, let them have at it, I'll be here trying to restore my peace of mind. Peace that my father didn't bother to restore himself and mother so calmly shattered what was left of it. At this point, I don't really know what to think of them anymore. It's getting really hard seeing them as my parents now and I really don't want to entertain some thoughts even though it seems I am already having an immense amount of clarity which is all because of one stranger. A stranger no one refuses to acknowledge. No wonder she had to go to the news to get my attention. Well, now
KARENShort, rapid knocks on the front door jerk me out of sleep making me jump off my seat with a startle. Who could it be?Glancing at the clock over my head to see what time it is, it is fifteen minutes to midnight. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I walk as fast as my heavy legs can carry me, slightly irritated by the consistent knocking on the door by whoever the fuck it is. "Who the fuck are you?" I call out angrily. The knocking ceased immediately. "Karen, it's me," though his voice was muffled, I recognized it immediately. "Henley? What the fuck?" I hurriedly opened the door to find an exhausted Henley leaning heavily on the door post. "Hey baby girl," he offered a weak smile. This man is really stressed out."I have a lot of questions, but come in," stepping to the side to make way for him to pass, I wondered if he's alright. "I didn't know you could swear," he said to me. "Hmm, now you know," I replied sarcastically which only made him laugh. In a goofy way. "It's
HENLEY"Are you ready to do this with me?" I turned my head to face a very quiet Neila whose gaze was fixed on the house.She took a deep breath and nodded, "yes I am. Nothing has really changed about this place since I saw it last, maybe just the flowers," she commented and made to get out of the vehicle."Let me get that for you," I say to her, referring to the door on her end.She gives me a weak smile and steps out gingerly like the earth would swallow her immediately she sets her feet on it as I hold the door for her.Slamming the door shut, I led the way to the mansion with her walking quietly behind me.The weekend was the best time to meet my Father because he had a lot of free time during the weekends. The only downside is that Jason and Mother would be present, just like the last time.