The invitation

"you're not going to eat, not in this house! 

"You're going to go to whoever is responsible for the child you're carrying"

Taylor winced in pain.

The last two days had been stressful, her stepmother and step sister had been treating her like an outcast.

Her father too avoided and did not intervene in the case.

Taylor was dejected, she was hungry, and frustrated.

She had been dismissed from her workplace by her boss for refusing his sexual advances.

Taylor did not have anybody to run to, nobody to ask for help from.

She could not continue like this.

Not with the life growing inside of her.

How was she going to cope?

A knock on the door brought her back to reality.

She went to the door, an old lady smiled at her.

"Here's an invitation, my daughter left it, she's gone back to LA, can you go on her behalf? The woman smiled.

Taylor thought for a while.

"I.. can't.."

"Please" the old lady interrupted.

"There's no one I want to give it to, I could only think of you, it's a special ticket, please attend"

Taylor took the ticket, she smiled and thanked the old lady.

The old Lady lived next, and Taylor often helped her with Groceries.

She'd also gotten her some thoughtful gifts.

"I'll attend, thank you very much" Taylor smiled ignoring the pangs of hunger itching every part of her.

The old Lady left, Taylor stared at the ticket.

Her eyes widened, her mouth hunged open in shock as she opened it.

It was an invitation, a free ticket to the Dalmonte Elite Gathering!

No way.

What was happening?

Why was Fate playing games?

Zan Dalmonte was going to be there.

That stanger with curly hair, with preety eyes and lips, that deep voice that had lured her into this mess.

Taylor sighed.

She had two options, which were ,going to the party, meeting Zan Dalmonte, or staying home.

If she didn't attend, she'd wasted the Old lady's effort, her time, and the money her daughter spent on the ticket.

The tickets to the Dalmonte's Gathering was quite expensive, only wealthy people could afford the Tickets.

And Taylor was not going to waste it.

It was a good enough reason to go.

However she was not going to stay long at the event. 

* * * * * *

By the time Taylor got to the Skyfall, it was already filled with people, they were well dressed and Taylor was concious of the dress she chose.

It was a simple curvy black gown.

The ladies at this event were beautifully dressed, diamond and gold necklaces, expensive gowns, handsome men dressed in tux of different colors.

Taylor would have asked Eilen to go with her, Eilen had travelled out to Paris to focus on her Art career.

The night Taylor got drunk was the last she'd seen Eilen.

She did not confide with Eilen about the night with Zan Dalmonte,

"Champagne?

The waiter's voice brought her back.

" No... no" she replied quickly, too quickly, and breathed in relief when the waiter walked away.

Taylor had not forgotten what she had gotten herself into due to a few drinks.

She had gotten drunk to forget Wade's and Amelia's betrayal, to forget the pain and it had gotten her into more pain.

She could not bring herself to think of the both of them.

Her boyfriend and her step sister betraying her in the worse way possible.

She steered her thoughts away from them to the presenter on stage.

Then she heard it.

A familiar tone.

Turning around, Taylor could not believe her eyes.

"Amelia?

Too late, the words were already out before she could stop herself.

Amelia turned, and the frown on her face told Taylor everything she needed to know.

"Who's she? do you know her?

Someone in the group of Amelia's new friends asked.

Amelia shaked her head.

" I don't know her"

Amelia furrowed her eyebrows, and turned to her friends.

Biting her lips, Taylor moved away from Amelia and her friends.

It was not surprising that Amelia was here, Amelia went out with big men and CEOs, they would have gotten her the tickets quite easily.

The voice of the presenter on stage, had everyone's attention including Taylor on the stage.

"In few minutes time" The voice of the presenter on stage, had everyone's attention including Taylor.

"The Diamond of the Dalmonte's family will stand before you"

Loud applause and cheers echoed from the crowd.

Everyone wanted to see him.

Taylor Could feel the nervous flutter at the thought of seeing the stranger again.

Except it was no longer a stranger.

It was Zan Dalmonte.

Her baby's father.

Her phone beeped, a text from Amelia.

Taylor ignored the text.

Another one came in.

"I'm in big trouble, I need your help, Skyfall's pool Area" 

Taylor panicked as she read the text. 

What was going on?

Taylor tried calling Amelia, the phone ringed and no one picked.

She was worried, mentally debating if to trust Amelia or not.

When the next text came in, Taylor had already made up her mind.

She was going to help Amelia.

Amelia was in big trouble!

"I'm sorry for everything, please help me"

As Taylor re read the text, she trembled.

She could not ignore, not when Amelia needed her help.

No matter the crimes she'd committed against Taylor, leaving her danger was the worst thing to do.

Taylor made her way to Skyfall's pool, her heart in her mouth.

As she got to the pool, it was chilly, there was no one in sight.

She was confused and angry.

She had fallen again for one of Amelia's prank. 

She shaked her head, and turned, Amelia was standing right there in front of her with a smirk on her face.

Before Taylor could react, she was pushed and she fell backwards to one of the pools.

Screaming for help, Taylor struggled to swim.

"Help" Taylor screamed watching as Amelia friends came out, laughing and applauding her.

Taylor Could not believe it!

How could Amelia stoop this low?!

Taylor could not keep her head up, and she swallowed more and water.

She could no longer scream, only raise her hands hoping for someone to rescue her.

Her heart ached as she saw Amelia walking away.

Taylor was more concerned about her child's safety.

If anything happened to the child, she could not be able to forgive herself.

She was drowning, she was dying, she could no longer struggle.

Then she remembered her mother.

She remembered a memory she had forgotten...