Alice was led to an apartment above the club by Simon. She had wailed like a child in a bar with minimal people, but still it was mortifying. Her outburst, snorting and smudging, her makeup on Simon's clean shirt. She had a glimpse of herself in a mirror while she was looking around Simon’s apartment while he was changing a shirt. It wasn’t her finest moment and Alice wanted to find a dark cave to crawl into and never show her face, ever to the world. This was not her, not that she wanted to impress anyone, but this was Simon. Whether he was married, Alice at least wanted to look presentable."I put it on the charger and it’s working, but." Simon handed Alice her device. “The screen is cracked, though.”"Oh?" Alice looked at Simon with an awkward smile, accepting her phone. "Thanks." "You must be a busy woman. Someone is eager to chat with you. It rang the moment it was working on the charger. You must have -him worried."Alice gave a tight-lipped smile and looked at her phone. Her c
It wasn’t Simon’s intention to overhear Alice’s conversation. He wanted to give her all the privacy, but the door hadn’t closed properly, as Alice thought. His discreet attempt to close the door made him hear everything. Now Simon was sitting on the floor, his head leaning to the wall next to the office door, listening to Alice crying.She had been in there for a while crying, and Simon didn’t want to make things worse. He let her cry alone when he wanted to barge in and carry her to his bedroom, run a bath for her, and hold her. He wanted to dry her tears, but this wasn’t his business. Simon didn’t want to be a hero. His phone vibrating in his hand made him come off his reverie. He pushed himself up and walked to the window.“Miss Megan has arrived. Should I tell her to wait somewhere?”“Send her up.” Simon replied and hung up.He walked past the office where Alice was still crying and went to the entrance. He waited by the elevator. The bank opened and Megan stepped out, taking Simo
Alice spent most of the night staring at the ceiling long after Megan had joined her to sleep. Megan calling her name and shaking her to wake up felt sudden. Like she had only shut her eyes a few minutes ago and now she had to wake up. She wanted to sleep on the soft bed forever. Last night was a tremendous blow. It didn't just rain; it poured bad news.“Ally,” Megan groaned before she pulled the cover, “Time to wake up.”“Please let me be,” Alice whimpered and shifted her body, grabbing a pillow and burying her face in.“No.” Megan sat on top of Alice. “Wake up. It’s time to go home.”“We are home.” Alice shook her body, trying to get Megan’s body off her. She was being childish with her stunt. “Get off Meg.”“Get out of Simon’s bed, Alice.”Alice snapped her head up and looked at Megan. She looked around. “We should leave.”“That’s what I’ve been saying,” Megan added, moving away from her.“This shouldn’t have happened here.”“Hey! Hey! Don’t cry. You didn’t know you would get that
Vincent was dying to have a dance with Alice. He couldn’t get his head straight after he saw her walk into the church. The dress was making him dizzy. The Garnet color was very bold. From behind it might look basic, but when she spins around, Vincent could only swallow hard or reach for his glass. He needed the liquid after catching a glimpse of her. The dress was floor length, long sleeve with a v neck. Her chest was not on display, but her legs were from the one slit in the dress. The gown was a perfect fit for her. The luxe double knit fabric was snuggly giving her body the right amount of display. Not too revealing, but still sexy. The material was stretchy. It was smoothing over her curves with minimal effort. Vincent had seen it when she moved. His eyes had been thorough when he was looking at her. “You are staring again?” Katy whisper-hissed at Vincent. “Have you seen her husband?” Vincent shifted his gaze from Alice and looked around. “I don’t care. You shouldn’t either.”
Megan and Alice were as high as the kites after smoking two strong joints. Giggling in the middle of the grapevine trellis while plucking out grapes. The distant music they heard once had faded away. They were unaware they had gone completely far off from the wedding. “I found a red one,” Megan screamed, jumping and lifting a grape up in the sky to examine it. “Let’s see.” Alice dropped a handful of her grapes and walked to Megan. “I hear horses,” Alice stopped and grinned. “Let’s go ride a horse.” Alice pulled Megan's hand, making her drop her grapes, dragging her to where she heard the horses. They were close to the vineyard's riverbank. Megan gasps, “Let’s go swimming,” she giggled. “You go. I want to ride that horse,” Alice added. “We can set them free. They can run into the river with me.” Megan suggested. Alice nodded, climbing onto the wooden fence with her heels. Megan was gripping the post, shaking it hard with grunts, trying to pull away the wooden plank. "Open. O
Alice acted like the scorned woman she was. Her divorce was a tremendous battle she fought fiercely. Her lawyer was a beast. The final agreement was drawn and ready for her signature. Alice never batted an eyelid or looked at Oliver, who was sitting at the same table across from her with his lawyer.“Shall we proceed?” Oliver’s lawyer, Buck, spoke.“Of course,” Alice’s lawyer Craig nodded.Oliver was glaring at Alice for good reason. He was about to be signing off and agreeing to settle a large sum on top of a lot of demands Alice wanted. Alice took advice from Oliver's mother and made him pay.“I will read the contents of this agreement.” Buck cleared his throat, clearly weary.“Let’s get this over with. I have things to do.” Oliver snarled, glaring at Alice, who smirked and held her chin up. Megan had made sure to dress her in a killer red dress with a pair of red suede heels. Her lips were ruby red. She had dark and smoky eyes. Her hair was piled up in a bun. She looked killer and
Alice buried herself in her work. Her way of avoiding the pain. She didn’t take time to process after her divorce. Peace Lilies Foundation was her new distraction. She was working herself to the bone and not sparing time for anyone. When she first started, it seemed reasonable that she needed to be more involved, but after six months, Alice seemed obsessed. She was barely sleeping or eating enough. She looked underweight.“You are not doing this again,” Megan sighed as she walked into Alice’s large office.“I’m busy, Megan,” Alice responded, typing on her laptop. “I have a fundraiser coming next week. Things have to be perfect.”“Alice,” Megan pushed Alice’s chair back.“No!” Alice shrieked, “Meg, I am working.”“You need to stop. Everyone is waiting for you.”“I have to finish the presentation for tomorrow. I still have a meeting at two.”“Alice, this is your birthday, and you promised you would be done by eleven. It’s fifteen minutes after twelve. Cancel the meeting.”“I can't,” Ali
Vincent was running late. He was thinking over one thing. His gift to Alice. He was not sure if he still was going to go over with it. He had been sure when he organized everything, but now he was doubtful. Vincent wasn’t sure about the flowers he was holding, either. It seemed obvious and overkill. The flowers were too much. Vincent had decided to lose the flowers. He slapped the bouquet of white roses on her sister’s chest. Katy was startled and looked at him, taking off her one AirPod from her ear. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Hold the flowers. You can give them to her when we arrive.” “No,” she refused, “You got her these flowers. I’m not giving them to her.” “Do as I say and take the damn flowers,” Vincent added just as the elevator opened. “Vincent,” Katy hissed, holding the flowers walking behind him. “There are plenty of flowers around.” Vincent looked at her sister. “Put them somewhere. You don’t have to give them to her.” “I’ll give them to her,” Katy scowled, “a