Chapter two
"Did it work, did you find any?" She asked anxiously as Elena walked in.
Elena shook her head and she sighed. She needed a job badly, she had checked for online jobs but none was available, her best friend Elena tried to get her a job in the Del monte's coffeehouse where she works but all to no avail.
"I'm so sorry Diane," Elena was apologetic. "I tried to talk to Fabio but he just bounced me."
She flashed her a warm smile. Of cos Elena just likes to be dramatic she knew Elena had done her best even if she hadn't she would still be greatly indebted to her.
Three years ago, Elena took her in when she was in her most difficult time. She was four months gone when her so called boyfriend disappeared from home one night, she was so devastated that she looked for a way to get rid of the pregnancy, to rid herself of anything that belonged to him, at that moment she didn't want to weigh the risk and the reward she just wanted to go on with it, her womb could get damaged, hell, she could die in the process.
Thinking about what happened, she was glad Elena stopped her, she was glad Elena slapped some sense into her, she was glad she didn't terminate what turned out to be a beautiful baby girl, Ruby.
"I'm just so worried about Ruby." She sighed, "I want her to have the best, I never ever want her to lack anything."
"Yeah, I understand." Elena replied nodding her head. "We've brought Ruby up together, we'll still do it, I have a job."
Diane shock her head in disagreement. "You'll be getting married to Jason very soon. I need to be able to stand alone, to be able to provide for the both of us. You won't be in our lives forever."
Elena nodded, she knew that whatever Diane was saying was the absolute truth, in the next two weeks she'd be married to her high school sweetheart.
"I'll try again tomorrow, I'm sure this time around Fabio won't turn me down." She said hopefully.
"Thanks, I really appreciate this." She smiled.
Elena clapped her hands as she stood heading towards the fridge "So where's my goddaughter?" She changed the topic as she ransacked the fridge for leftovers.
"She left with Andrew." She replied nonchalantly.
"Andrew," Elena dragged out wiggling her brows in excitement.
Diane rolled her eyes, she knew what Elena was insinuating. Andrew is the guy who lives next door, he's a charming fellow and he has the hots for her, courtesy of Elena.
"There's no need to lie or deny that Andrew isn't madly in love with you." Elena saif, her left hand resting on the table as she eats the leftover pepperoni pizza she found in the fridge.
"He isn't." She states turning away from her.
"Oh gosh! Diane," she moves to sit in front of Diane so she could see her talk. "Do you need a soothe sayer to tell you that, don't you notice the way he stares at you, how he's so fond of Ruby, don't even get me started on Ruby, she adores that young man."
She clenched her jaw, she didn't like talking about this as it brought bad memories back, memories she never wants to recollect.
"I'm not ready for such." She stated trying to close the topic but Elena being Elena wouldn't drop it.
"I get Mo..."
She cut her off immediately. "Don't mention his name anywhere near me." She clenched her jaws trying to push thoughts of him away.
Elena nodded in understanding.
"I just want the best for you Diane, and Andrew is the perfect guy. I'll be getting married soon, I want to leave you in the hands of someone who loves and adore you." She pulled Diane's hands to her. "I really want the best for you."
She scoffed. "You speak to me like I'm a kid. I can take care of myself Lena."
"Yeah, I know that but..."
"Lena, can we please not talk about my love life. I don't need a man, I don't need commitment the last time I committed my heart was broken, I don't need that. My life is perfect with Ruby, you and Jason." She ranted and stormed out off the sitting room.
Elena sighed defeated. She knew Diane just won this round again, she always does but she wouldn't give up, this topic would be brought up another time.
Diane pressed her back to the door heaving heavily, she was pissed, really pissed talking about her love life brought bad memories. She slid to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest as tears streamed out. It has been three years, three long years but it still hurts like it was yesterday.
Waking up that day without him by her side... Was hell—one she doesn't want to ever go back to.
She still loved him, she's still waiting for him to walk through the door any minute and tell her he is sorry and he wants her back, she wished, and she still wishes for it everytime she goes to bed, every single time she sees Ruby. Sometimes she wonders what it will be like with just the three of them, she dreams about them baking a family apple pie only to be awoken by the harsh reality of life.
She sobbed loudly knowing, he abandoned her and the baby, he didn't care for her that all his promises were lies, all lies.
"Diane," Elena called knocking on the door but no answer came, the only thing she could hear was the loud sobs from Diane.
Elena was mad, pissed she hated the fact that her best friend was still madly in love with the bastard. She had tried severally to get Diane to forget about him but Diane is still insistent on not forgetting him.
"Diane, please open the door." She pleaded.
Some minutes later, Diane pulled the door open and let Elena in.
"I... I want to get over him," she sobbed and Elena pulled her into a hug.
"I know you can do it." Elena coax patting her hair.
"I'm trying my best Lena, I'm trying. I want to be strong for Ruby." She said in between sniffs.
"You're strong, Ruby knows that, I know that, everyone knows that."
Chapter thirty three Morning light filtered through the curtains as Ronnie and Catherine caught their breath after a wild night. They had barely finished round two—one in the bedroom and another in the bathroom—when Ronnie, still feeling the aftermath, decided it was time to call for breakfast. Just as he reached for her phone, a knock echoed through the room. "Room service!" came the cheerful call. Before Ronnie could respond, the door swung open, revealing Dario and Theo, grinning ear to ear as they wheeled in a lavish breakfast spread, the aroma of fresh pancakes and sizzling bacon filling the air. "Wow!!!" Theo exclaimed, his eyes wide as he took in the scene, glancing between the two of them. Catherine instinctively tugged down her t-shirt, trying to shield herself from their amused gazes. "It’s not like I haven’t seen it before," Dario quipped, dodging a pillow thrown at him by Ronnie. "Relax, just joking!" "What are you two doing here?" Ronnie asked, feigning annoyance bu
Chapter thirty two Catherine opened her eyes to find Ronnie gazing at her, a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes. He hadn’t said the “L” word back yet, but at that moment, she didn’t care. "Good morning. How long have you been awake?" she yawned, stretching. His fingers tangled gently in her hair as he replied with a breathtaking smile. "I don’t know... long enough." Her eyes widened. "Seriously? You’ve just been staring at me?" He nodded, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. She felt a rush of embarrassment and covered her eyes with her hands. "What if I drooled while sleeping?" she pouted, half-laughing. "You’d look cute doing it, just like you do now." He leaned in and stole a kiss, leaving her momentarily speechless. Wait—what? She hadn’t even brushed her teeth! Last night had been unforgettable; it was her first time, and they’d made love more than five times after she confessed her feelings. She could still feel the aftershocks of those intense moments. "I love
Chapter thirty one Catherine sighed, sinking deeper into the bed, covering her face with her hands. "I know... I was so stupid. I told him everything, thinking he couldn’t hear me. But he wasn’t fully unconscious—he could hear every word." Hayden’s eyes widened as she sat down beside Catherine. "Catherine, how could you let that slip?" She looked utterly shocked, her voice laced with concern. "What are you going to do now?" "I don’t know," Catherine muttered, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Dario doesn’t seem angry, but... I feel like I’ve made everything more complicated. And then there’s Ronnie..." Hayden raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. "Ronnie? What about him?" Catherine let out a frustrated sigh. "Dario and Theo think he’s in love with me. They said he’s been jealous this whole time, that he doesn’t even care about Lucy." Her voice wavered with uncertainty. "But he’s engaged, Hayden. And I don’t know if they’re just trying to make me feel better or if I should even belie
Chapter thirty Mason arrived to pick Catherine up after breakfast with her parents. The entire experience still felt surreal. She had a family—a mother, a father, and a sister. Not just any sister, but a twin. The thought twisted uncomfortably in her chest. Was Caitlin the reason she’d been missing all these years? It felt wrong to place all the blame on her. The memories Catherine had unlocked revealed she hadn’t been the easiest child—she was a brat back then, angry and reckless. But still, Caitlin could have told someone the moment she pushed her overboard. She could’ve alerted an adult, instead of waiting until morning to start pretending to look for her. By then, Catherine had likely drifted miles away from the ship, lost in the storm. Maybe even dead—or so they all thought. Catherine sighed. They were adults now, and she had no intention of holding on to the past. But still, Caitlin’s absence lingered in her mind. Where was she? Why hadn’t she returned? "Hey, you look so wor
Chapter twenty nine "What are you doing?" The voice was faint, like an echo from a long-forgotten past. She froze, her breath catching in her throat. She stood aboard a ship she had never set foot on before, yet it felt eerily familiar. In the distance, two figures—a pair of young girls—argued in the heart of a raging storm. The one facing her, drenched and defiant, was unmistakably herself, younger and more reckless. Slowly, she approached, the wind whipping her hair, saltwater stinging her skin. From a safe distance, she finally saw the face of the second girl, the one with her back turned. Her heart stilled. It was like staring into a mirror—another version of her younger self. "Why do you always do that?" the other girl spat, her voice sharp with frustration, cutting through the roar of the storm. "What do you care?" Young Catherine shot back, her chin lifting defiantly. "I take what I want. If I can't have it, I'll guilt them into giving it to me. And if I still can't have it
Chapter twenty eight Arriving at the imposing Smoak mansion, Catherine's thoughts swirled with a potent mix of apprehension and uncertainty. Helen's unexpected invitation for her to spend the night with her and Christian only added to the whirlwind of emotions. Despite Rosita's initial reluctance, she relented after some persuasion from Jacob, leaving Catherine to grapple with her own inner turmoil.Her mind still reeling from Ronnie and Lucy's bombshell announcement, Catherine felt as though the ground had shifted beneath her feet, leaving her adrift in a sea of uncertainty. Catherine's thoughts drifted to Theo's cryptic message, his urgent plea for a conversation when she returns weighing heavily on her mind. The memory of his embrace, tinged with a sense of foreboding, lingered like an ominous shadow.Pushing aside the turmoil, Catherine resolved to lose herself in the grandeur of the Smoak mansion. The sight of the sprawling estate, adorned with a majestic fountain and meticulou