Viola
After my talk show, the internet has been buzzing. Some call me a liar others think Emelia is the liar. I sighed at the way some people see the truth but chose to believe lies instead.
I was at Mario’s lair, packaging the pictures that I found in Kade’s office. Pictures showing proof of Klyde and Emelia’s involvement in trying to get me killed.Just then the door to the small room I was in was opened abruptly, I quickly hid the pictures in a brown file ad tossed it under the bed. I couldn’t be too trusting of just anyone around here. The only person I trust is Pedro.
I got up, pretending that I just wanted to pick up my pen from the floor.
“ I don’t think that’s a good position for a pregnant woman to take” I heard a familiar voice say. I looked in the direction the voice came from and there she was – Madame Faustina.
“ What are you doing here?” I asked getting defensive because last time I checked she wo
Viola and Kade lived life quietly despite the press's undying thirst for more information about how life was for Viola. She was the talk of the Town, no day went by at a salon without women arguing about whether or not Viola deserved the hate she received from women initially. In the end, it was agreed that Viola was a victim of Emelia’s deception. Viola was about to launch the opening of her art museum in a few weeks but upon request of a certain women rights activist, she made an appearance on the TV program. She was nervous as she stood backstage and waited for her introduction to be done. “ Are you nervous?” Kade asked and she nodded. “ Today I’ll be telling the whole world exactly what happened to me, no holding back. It just feels surreal.” “ You’re gonna crush it. Don’t worry,” Viola took a deep breath and made her way to the stage, answering all questions thrown at her with honesty. Most women in the show were
Viola Winter... It holds a very dear place in my heart, but so does spring. It is the moment winter starts to lose its hold and gives way to warmth, allowing the plants to grow. As for winter, I guess I couldn't just imagine Christmas without snow and all, but it wasn't just the plants being able to grow that made me love spring, it was the fact that, during spring many years ago, I realized just how selfish I used to be. ******* " Come on Viola! It's starting!" Enola said to me as we both got off the bus in our simple short dresses, but I didn't want to go. I didn't even know why she talked me into going to prom! I bet no one would've noticed if I hadn't shown up. " Enola..." I said nervously as I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at her shyly. " Aww come on, this is prom! Look - we're nerds, that's for sure, but don't we get to enjoy one last night having fun and doing whatever the hell we want?" She said as she folded her arms and stared at me expectantly. " Besides, onc
Viola I marched out of the ladies' room after fixing my make-up disaster and had no problem finding Kade. He was trying to get Gina off of him. She literally would sleep with anyone, wouldn't she? " Kade?" I said, and his eyes lit up and he quickly dashed over to where I was and laughed awkwardly. I suddenly wondered if Gina said anything to Kade about me and Klyde. " Oh Vee-Vee, you're back. Kade and I were just -" " - I honestly don't care Gina, I'm just gonna go with my boyfriend," I said and looked at Kade. His eyes widened for a split moment as he realized what I actually meant. " S-sure. Let's go, babe," he said, and I smiled at him. " Enola, Jada. You girls have fun." I said, barely looking at them, I just wanted to get this over with. Yes, I was going to sleep with Kade out of spite for Klyde. " Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the prom king and Queen announcements!" The MC announced and I cursed under my breath. My need for revenge was making me feel very angry and I
Viola I walked back home briskly because I couldn't wait to tell Nina and Jenna the whole truth. I've kept this from them for six years since I moved to Los Angeles, and I knew it wouldn't be easy for them, but I had to try. I kept secrets from Kade and that ruined my life. Though I wouldn't say I made the same mistake as Rick, since I told him that my past was something I couldn't talk about, he still didn't mind. Yet, now that we're getting married, I had to tell him. I jolted when I noticed something like a flashlight in my direction as someone took a picture of me. I looked at the street, it was busy and honestly, if anyone truly took a picture of me, I wouldn't be able to pinpoint the person. I was probably just paranoid. I'll go home, get a good bath, eat and then tell my friends about my past, or should I tell them first before I take a bath and relax? " Who's there?!" I heard Nina's delicate voice say, and I just rang the doorbell aggressively before she opened the door wit
Viola It's been seven years and I heard that both Kade and Klyde had grown to be more alike than you could ever imagine - that you couldn't tell them apart anymore. I guess it was true since I was having the hardest time figuring out if the handsome, probably 6'2 man dressed in the most elegant dark-blue tuxedo was Kade or Klyde. He signaled to two of his bodyguards to knock on my door and I looked away because of the intense flash from the cameras dying to capture the moment. As the men knocked on my door, I tried to put things together. Just how is it possible that the second this news about me was broadcasted, one of the Harold twins is here? Was this planned? Was it his doing? I thought he didn't want a child. " Viola!" I heard Jenna call and I snapped out of it. " Wow... I've been calling you Jean and you didn't answer," Nina said and I mouthed, " sorry" to her. "Who's that guy outside? Do you know him?" She asked and I looked aga
Kade News... My family always made it to the news at least once every month. I sometimes hear things about myself that even I am not aware of on the news and today wasn't any different. " It is a known fact that the Harold family are one of the most popular families because of their extreme wealth gotten from their billion-dollar worth automobile company. They have made a name for themselves in the automobile industry, making millions of dollars for every new model of Klade cars - known for its speed, precision, and polished looks. The golden sons Kade and Klyde who like their father and his father before him are now head of the company have been known to be the third most googled people in the world and they're always trending on Twitter for even the slightest actions in public. Just a few hours ago, the Harold twins became a subject of gossip when a mysterious lady believed to be the mother of the enchanting triplets who sang at an Easter service wa
Viola I couldn't do it, I couldn't just get myself to get down from the car and I knew that I would soon be told to do so but seeing this house brought back memories that hit harder than a rock. My eyes had been shut the moment I was driven into the Harold's mansion and it was because I used to come here whenever Klyde wanted me to. We would have sex for hours and then I'd sneak out without even saying a word to Kade about me being at his house. Then when I got pregnant I remember standing in front of Emelia in her office that evening as she dictated how my life would be in exchange for millions of dollars offered to my dad. " Miss Walden, we've arrived." The driver said to me then I sighed and opened my eyes, there it was, The Harold Mansion. It looked exactly the same, white and surrounded by beautiful flowers that were pruned and watered regularly by Madame Faustina. The lawn was Mr Joe's business and the cars in the garage were as many as could satisfy the
Viola Yesterday was one of the worst moments of my life, no one showed up to dinner and those two women knew that no one would yet they made anxious for a dinner they knew would never happen. Madame Faustina even told me that the loneliness I felt while I sat at the table is exactly how I would feel when I become Klyde's wife and it hurt me so much that I almost cried but I held back my tears until I got to my room and there I unleashed the well of tears I had stored in me. What exactly is my purpose here, to be a slave even to the maids of this house? It was no doubt that a lot of women around the world probably hated me because they believed that I abandoned my children and ran off with the Harold's money - but at least I couldn't hear the spite or hateful words these women say about me, these maids, however, chose to make sure I don't escape these cruel treatment. I thought I would be safe here but I was wrong because this is the lion's den. The only good