ANMELDENThea walked towards the main lodge, her fist clenched in annoyance. How could he say those things, kiss her so passionately and then pretend nothing happened?! After being so tender and gentle with her last night, he's going to act this way?
Maybe she should give up. Seth is never going to admit it. Hell, how sure is she that he even feels anything for her? She spotted Daisy and Celine sitting on a plush couch by the fireplace, a pot of tea and some pastries on the low table between them. And standing across from Celine is a man dressed in a suit, a butler most likely. And behind him, Thea could see the queue of attendants behind him, luggage in hand. Thea exhaled, pushing back her frustrations as she walked closer to them. “Good morning Celine. Daisy.” Thea offered, forcing a small smile. “Thea!” Daisy called as soon as she laid eyes on her, a smile on her face. “I was just about to come look for you. We were worried when you didn't show up for breakfast." Thea offered a weak smile. "I'm sorry. I just... I overslept." It was a flimsy excuse, and she knew Daisy didn't buy it. Celine smiles, patting Thea's back fondly. “Good morning my dear. No need to apologize, my dear. We understand. A good night's rest is important. Come, join us. The tea is still warm." Celine said, gesturing at the teapot on the center table. Thea sat down, accepting a cup of tea from Celine. Bringing the cup up to her lips, she knew it was Jasmine tea. Just what she needed to calm her nerves. “I need to attend to the staff. Give me a moment.” Celine said , leaving the room with the Butler. "What's wrong, Thea?" Daisy whispered, her voice full of worry. “Is everything okay?” Thea sighed, setting her teacup down. She didn't want to bring it up or tell Daisy about it but she felt like she was losing her mind not having anyone to discuss this with. She didn't know where to begin. How could she tell Daisy about last night, Seth's silent confession, the passionate kiss, and his coldness towards her that morning? “Something happened yesterday night with Seth. I know I don't really say anything about …us but it's complicated. But yesterday, he was free. Freer than he's ever been with me and this morning when I saw him at the field, he just…ignored me. Like last night never happened..” Daisy's eyes wide in surprise, this was quite different from what she thought about the duo. “I don't understand. Has he always been not so open with you? I knew something was up when you agreed to marry him after you claimed he ruined your life but I didn't ask questions. I trusted your judgement.” Thea sighed. “I know. I…theres so much in between that I can't tell you. I don't want you to worry but…last night was different. I felt it. Yesterday's kiss was different. Different from the one’s we've shared and now he's so distant. He wouldn't even look at me.” "He... he did that and then just acted like he didn't know you?" Daisy asked, her voice a mix of disbelief and anger."That's... that's not right, Thea. That's cruel." Thea nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "I know. I don't understand it, Daisy. He was so... real. So open. It felt real Daisy, like I ... .I don't know how else to explain it.." Daisy sighed, she didn't have enough details to make a conclusion. “You love him, don't you?" Thea sighed, her eyes telling Daisy what she couldn't put in words. It was a messed up situation, nobody knows better than Thea. She leaned on her knees, covering her face with her hands. “ This is messy. I was supposed to stick to the plan, get what I can and rebuild my reputation but now my feelings are attached and I hate that he keeps giving me mixed signals..” Daisy pats Thea's back gently, her face full of concern. She knew Thea wasn't in love with Seth when she agreed to marry him but she hoped their relationship was at least doing okay. “He said things that…he normally wouldn't. He was drunk.” “That loosened his tongue, didn't it?” Thea sighed. “I’ll be fine. If he's going to pretend that didn't happen, I'll do the same..” “Thea…Why not talk to him instead?” “No. I'm not going to do that.” Thea replied. “You'll never know what's going on in his head unless you ask the right questions. Every relationship is built of communication, he should give you an answer when you ask.” Thea scoffed, Seth was great at avoiding giving direct answers to her questions. Talking to him is not going to fix this. Arian suddenly walked into the room, a towel in hand, drying his hair. He walked over to the fireplace, leaning his body against it as if to warm himself up. “Are you okay, Thea?” Arian asked, concern on his face. Thea smiled. “I'm okay.” She said cheerfully, almost too cheerful even. Arian sighed, he knew something happened between them but Seth refused to tell him what was going on. “I'll go talk to him.” Arian offered. “Don't! Please don't.” Thea pleaded. Hell, she shouldn't have said anything. Now everyone knows that something happened between her and Seth. “I'm starving.” Thea said, changing the subject. “Well, you will have to cook something yourself. Celine said the staff won't be around for the weekend.” Daisy offered.. “Okay. I guess we're cooking then. Let's go.” Thea and Daisy get on their feet, ready to head to the kitchen when Arian blocks Thea's path, dropping his voice in a whisper. “Listen, I know Seth is an asshole but he cares about you. I've known Seth for a long time, and I can tell when he's being a difficult person. I'll talk to him.” Thea met his gaze, flashing him a faint smile. “Don't. There's no point to it.” She leaves for the kitchen and Arian exhales. If Seth doesn't get his shot together, he's going to lose her..The rain had turned the world into a blur of gray and shadow. He wasn't going to let him slip. Now that he had a child involved, he wouldn't let Donald slip away and let him haunt his family ever again. The chase ended at the old bridge just outside the city. Rain had begun to fall, the wind howling through the girders.“Donald!” Seth shouted, his voice echoing through the storm. “Stop!”He didn't until headlights cut through the darkness. Arian’s black SUV screeched to a stop across the slick asphalt, blocking his path. He slammed the door and ran forward, his breath forming white clouds in the cold night air.He had been following since he saw Donald run out of the house. Donald stood at the center of the bridge, coat soaked, hair plastered to his face. His hands trembled, but not from the cold. In one hand gleamed a knife, slick with rain and blood.“Donald!” Arian’s voice rang out like a warning. “It’s over. The police are already surrounding the place.”Donald turned his head
The rain had turned the world into a blur of gray and shadow. He wasn't going to let him slip. Now that he had a child involved, he wouldn't let Donald slip away and let him haunt his family ever again. The chase ended at the old bridge just outside the city. Rain had begun to fall, the wind howling through the girders.“Donald!” Seth shouted, his voice echoing through the storm. “Stop!”He didn't until headlights cut through the darkness. Arian’s black SUV screeched to a stop across the slick asphalt, blocking his path. He slammed the door and ran forward, his breath forming white clouds in the cold night air.He had been following since he saw Donald run out of the house. Donald stood at the center of the bridge, coat soaked, hair plastered to his face. His hands trembled, but not from the cold. In one hand gleamed a knife, slick with rain and blood.“Donald!” Arian’s voice rang out like a warning. “It’s over. The police are already surrounding the place.”Donald turned his head
His heart pounded in his chest as she adjusted his tie, eyes staring down at her with more fear than she'd ever since in his eyes. She met his gaze, a smile on her lips. “What?” “I didn't know you were this..brave.” Thea chuckled. “There’s more to me than you know. And you're going to spend forever finding out.” “Is that a deal?” He smiled and she nodded, eyes glowing. The morning light fell softly across the kitchen, painting the marble counter in shades of gold. Thea was standing right in front of Seth, eyes fixed on his suit and then his tie before giving a satisfied nod. “You're good to go.” Seth glanced at the standing mirror behind her, crisp shirt, dark tie, hair pulled neatly back. He looked way better than he did weeks back. “I don’t have to go in today,” he said without meeting her gaze. She smiled faintly. “If you don't, we will never get this over with."Seth’s eyes met hers, calm but shadowed. “I just need to make sure everything stays in place. The police have
The air inside the courthouse was heavy, tinged with the sharp scent of polished wood, coffee from the vending machine in the lobby.It smelt of something else as well, anticipation and fear..Seth’s hand brushed against hers as they walked through the entrance, his grip firm and grounding.“We’ll be fine,” he whispered, though she knew it was more for her than for himself.“I hope so,” she murmured back, adjusting the lapels of her blazer.The courtroom was already buzzing. Reporters scribbled notes, cameras flashed, and the occasional whisper drifted across the rows of chairs. Thea’s chest tightened. She could feel every gaze on her, every expectation weighing down on her shoulders.Seth stayed close, he was going to keep her promise of keeping her safe. She had asked that they attend the trial; it would be their first public appearance after Celine's death. His fingers tightened in her as they settled down, waiting. The trial had already begun when they entered. The defendant, R
The first thing that hit him that morning wasn’t the light, it was the silence.The house felt too still, too quiet. The kind of calm that only came after a storm had exhausted itself. The curtains swayed gently, letting in fractured sunlight that painted lazy shapes across the bedroom floor. For a moment, Seth didn’t move. He just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the faint hum of the city seep through the walls.Is this the right thing to do? Coming back here? Would Celine forgive him for not giving her a proper goodbye? If he's going against Donlad, will the people he cares about be safe?The bed dipped beside him. A reminder that he wasn’t alone.Thea was curled up next to him, the sheets tangled around her waist, her hair a soft, chaotic halo on his chest. She was breathing evenly, one hand resting over his heart as if it belonged there. Seth’s fingers brushed over her knuckles lightly, careful not to wake her as if any firmer touch would break the illusion that she w
It's been three weeks. Donald was nowhere to be found, Celine had undergone autopsy and the police were doing their jobs. The rain began the moment the last words of the funeral service faded into the hollow silence of the cemetery.It was soft at first, hesitant drops tapping against the sea of black umbrellas. But soon, the sky broke open, heavy and merciless, as though the heavens themselves mourned for Celine Blackwood.Thea stood still under the gray downpour, her hand gripping the handle of her umbrella so tightly her knuckles whitened. Her heart sank with a sudden reality as Celine was lowered into her grave, she was really gone. She was battling a terminal illness but she was supposed to have more time. More time with her, more time to do everything she wanted to do. She could have met her grandchild….The scent of wet earth and roses hung in the air. Around her, people began to drift away. Family friends, old acquaintances, business partners who whispered condolences.Adam
The banquet hall of the Imperial Grand in Zean City glittered with chandeliers that spilled light across marble floors. The Mayqueen annual gala had always been a spectacle, but this year felt grander than ever. The ceiling shimmered, the walls draped in velvet banners marked with the insignias of
Thea watched Runes walk out of the reception area, a confident and arrogant look on his face. She smirked, let's see how that plays out for him. Just as she was about to sit down again, a young woman in a tailored suit walked over to her."Ms. Thea?" the receptionist asked, a polite smile on her
Thea sat at a quiet, corner table in the reception area of the Blackwood company . The sound of soft music and conversation filled the air. A smile danced on her lips as she recalled how last night had played out. Seth was exceptionally attentive, his kisses passionate and delicate on her skin. An
Thea and Seth returned to the estate. The quiet hum of the G-Wagon was replaced by the low murmur of the maids who had gathered to receive them. They took the numerous bags and boxes of clothes and shoes from the car, their movements quiet and efficient. “Welcome, Mr and Mrs Blackwood.” Butler Joh







