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Henry. After what felt like an eternity to me, a familiar car finally pulled in front of Gwen’s house. I was sure they were the ones in it, so I stepped out of my car and walked instead so I wouldn’t alert that fucking head guard. I still wonder why Gwen has fucking guards roaming around her compound, was it perhaps because of me?I didn’t let that bother me as I walked towards the place, Gwen and the lawyer stepped out. They both looked happy, unlike me, who was feeling miserable and angry here. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about but I saw red when the lawyer inches closer to Gwen and Gwen did nothing to stop him. I watched in horror as the lawyer leaned close and took her lips in his. Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!! Why the fuck is Gwen not doing anything? Why isn’t she pushing the fucker away from her? She was letting him kiss her like they were lovers. Gosh, I still didn’t want to believe this was happening right before me right now. I did not want to believe Gwen was letting ano
Emily. He didn’t come. I had thought he would come running after me as soon as I fled the restaurant but I was wrong. I waited for Henry all night but he didn’t show up, the fucker did not show up and I kept on checking on my phone over and over again. There was no missed call, no text to tell me he was held up with something. I wanted to go with that excuse, go with the excuse that Henry was too busy to come here to meet me. I didn’t go to his mansion after I saw that, it hurts me to see him react that way when he saw her with another man. He wasn’t supposed to feel that way, he shouldn’t have reacted that way. Henry promised he doesn’t have any feelings for Gwen so why the fuck did he act like he was just seeing her for the first time at the restaurant. He didn’t even look at me like that when I showed up at his company, he acted like I wasn’t even there. Yet he looked at Gwen like she was a fucking goddess. I woke up sick after sleeping for just three to four hours, the bathro
Gwen. I couldn't sleep. I was still reeling from Henry’s actions last night. My eyes must have been swollen and red right now, lips the same but I didn’t care. The image seemed fuzzy in my head but I could still see it. It was there, I let Henry kiss me and a sick little part of me enjoyed it even though I was mad at him for doing that. I beat myself up the whole night, and I lost count of how many times I washed my lips with water. I shouldn’t have let him do that, hell I should have locked the door as soon as I saw it was him but no, my brain didn’t function as soon as I saw him. It’s done now, there was nothing I could do to change anything. Henry kissed me even though he claimed to be in love with Emily. Everything was just so confusing. I groaned again and ruffled my hair for the umpteenth time this morning. It was morning and I only had a few hours of sleep but even in my sleep I was still tormented by Henry’s kiss. This is getting frustrating. I got up from bed, and sa
Gwen. I stared at the pictures for a long time, there was nothing I could think of at this point. “What do you suggest I do?” I asked Ryan. “I think we should gather more evidence on this, and maybe you can get Emily’s hair so we can do a DNA between the both of them,” he suggested. It does make sense but my brain was too busy thinking about little Jason. I wonder how he would feel if he found out his own mother left him on the streets for dead. She didn’t want him and that was the worst feeling anyone could feel. I was speaking from experience. “Gwen….are you alright?” I nodded. I am fine just bothered about this. “I’m fine, all I have to do is get Emily’s hair right?” I asked. Now I had to call her and request a meeting with her which would be a lot of work but I was ready to do it, I like to do anything for Jason. “I’m not talking about that,” he said and that caused me to look at him. “I’m talking about something else, you don’t look good at all. Did something happen?”
Emily. “Do you think he’s worth it Emily?” “Are you sure this isn’t going to come to bite you in your back?” I groaned and rolled my eyes again for the umpteenth time. Riley was getting on my nerves with her too many questions. “You should know when to keep your mouth shut Riley,” I snapped when I couldn’t take her babbling anymore. “I’m only trying to look out for you Emily, you are my sis….” I glared at her causing her to shut her mouth. “Don’t you dare say that word, Riley? You don’t want me to reconsider throwing you to the streets” I warned. “I know you would say that Emily but you should know that I care for you, I don’t want anything to happen to you or any of us. You have to stop whatever you are planning,” she begged. I stood up from my seat and glared at her, “I thought you had something important to tell me when you called but obviously you don’t so please leave,” I pointed at the door. Riley stared at me with wide eyes, “you are throwing me out, Emily?” She asked.
Emily. Sometimes you have everything in life and have nothing to worry about, but that’s bullshit. There’s always something deep down that always keeps you awake at night even when you try to act fine in front of other people. That worry is your nightmare and that nightmare haunts you every single night of your fucking life. Ian is my nightmare. When I first saw him I thought he would be my savior, be the one to bring me out of my dark place. He did that for the first year we were together; he was sweet, kind, caring, and very passionate. And like I fool, I thought he was the one. I thought he would be my prince in shining armor but I was wrong. Ian started showing his bad side the second year of being together and his attitude did worry me but there was nothing I could do. But then he started pushing his behavior to Riley and that was something I could not handle anymore, so I knew I had to leave—we had to leave. And though we left, he still wasn’t making it easy for me….for us.
Gwen. I sat at the restaurant with a glass of strawberry juice before me as I waited for Emily. It was past two and yet she wasn’t here when we agreed to meet her by two. So she not being here at the designated time was annoying and as much as I have to hear her ads today, I knew this was the start of my awful day. I picked the cup up and sipped from my drink, my eyes focused on the door to the restaurant. Emily was still nowhere to be found, it was fifteen minutes past two and Emily was not here. Now I think I made a bad decision planning this lunch with her, she will always be a bitch. I took another sip from the juice just as the door opened and Emily strode in. She was truly a bitch when I say so and seeing how she attracted everyone’s attention, I knew she planned this and wanted it to happens. Her eyes searched the sea of people before landing on me, I forced a smile on my face. She sauntered to my side and took off her sunglasses. “Gwen,”“Emily,” we greeted each othe
Henry. I could not do it anymore. It has been days, too many days that I couldn’t remember but I know it had been a long time since I last set my eyes on my Jas. I missed her and me not signing that damn papers was foolish on my part. I should have signed and gotten the opportunity to be with her for two days, maybe after some time Gwen could change her mind and add more days to it. But no, like an asshole with an ego as huge as my company, I did not sign. I walked out on her instead. Since I couldn’t take it anymore, I rushed out of my company and now I’m here with absolutely no idea what to do. I was here, parked right outside Jas's preschool and I was too scared to go inside. I had a lot of thoughts in my head a lot of them being Jasmine hating me. I haven’t been there for her for days and I know she would hate me….that’s if she hasn’t already. I glance at the school building again, changing a mantra in my head over and over again. I can do this, there’s no big deal in this