VANESSAThe call I received reminded me greatly of the one I received the night of my parent's accident. It was as though I was reliving it again... only not with them, but with someone else in my life that I cared for. I had that anxious feeling inside — a feeling that won't leave me until I see him with my own eyes. I know he's okay, well he's alive. I was told by the nurse when she called me to let me know that he was there. Car accident... that's all I know. Jeremy was on his way to me the last time I talked to him and so I waited up for him for over an hour, but of course, he never arrived for obvious reasons.I was escorted by a nurse to his private hospital room after waiting in the crowded waiting area for what felt like forever. I hated hospitals, even though I spent a lot of time here visiting my father. I walked into his room and saw him. I felt relieved, finally seeing him for myself."Jeremy.."I walked towards his bed and he sat up straighter to greet me."Are you okay?

VANESSAEveryone that was sitting at our table had their eyes on him. Colin's were a little wide in shock. Of course, they were... he didn't expect my Ex husband to show his face at our dinner uninvited. I didn't expect it either. My heart was absolutely pounding in my chest, the rapid beating being all that I could hear. A part of me wished that I didn't wear heels to dinner tonight. If I didn't I think I might've made a run for it.. But I can't run from this. "What are you doing here?"Colin asked and he wasn't being polite about it. Normally he would refrain from being confrontational or in any way insulting or rude. But with Jeremy right now, he clearly didn't care. "I came for her. Vanessa let's talk outside."I was at least thankful that he was trying not to say too much and give away the truth about us before I have my chance. "What's going on here?"Ms Garrett narrowed her eyes at her son for answers. I was hoping that this situation could be avoided in front of her. I hope

VANESSAI walked out of Jeremy's office building and into the bustling streets. I told him that I was okay with him staying behind to work some more. He seemed like he needed it and I have some things that I would like to do as well. Things that I would rather do alone. As I slipped into my Uber, my mind was occupied with so many different things...Jeremy, Colin, The ballet and all those secrets that I'm keeping. Some big and some small, but secrets all the same. My Mom used to warn me not to keep secrets, that the truth is better coming from me, rather than someone else's mouth.She may be right about that. In this case, I think the truth will do more harm than good, why hurt the people around me over something that can't be controlled.The driver stopped the car and I slipped out onto the sidewalk, outside of the building I used to live in. I was dreading this — truly I was. I can imagine that there will be shouting on his part. He probably hates me for what I've done and I wouldn

VANESSAWhen the landlord opened the door to Colin's apartment we walked inside. As my eyes scanned the room, no alarm bells were going off in my head. It looked exactly like it did the last time I was here. It's been a while but I remember.I was afraid to go towards the bedroom because I didn't know what I would find there. Colin never struck me as the type of guy who would be suicidal but that's what came to mind. He told me the night at the restaurant that I broke his heart... maybe he couldn't take it. This whole situation makes hurting him so much worse. I just wanted to end things peacefully and be happy moving on with my life... but it seems nothing is ever that simple. Not in my life. "The bedroom.."Miss Garrett walked towards the bedroom and I walked behind her nervously. If it was me opening that door I would be hesitant but she walked straight in.The anxiety grew within me as I walked into the room. I felt a great relief not finding him inside, I didn't expect to find h

VANESSAMy ballet partner held me in the air with both of his hands fanned out on my stomach for support. Wesley's arms were a little shaky trying to hold me in the air in a steady position, but thankfully he hadn't dropped me yet.The lift that Wesley was nervous about we paid the most attention to, practising it over and over again. Even after rehearsals were finished we continued going because we both wanted to give it our best. We were both adamant to get it right. Our choreographer Mags watched on as we finished our routine, keeping in mind the many mistakes that I'm sure she's going to bombard us with any minute now. I wasn't in the mood to be quite honest. "Okay, Guys. I think we'll leave it at that for the day. I'm tired just watching you two."Mags said and we stopped what we were doing."I know you both put in a lot of hard work, but we need more of that."I nodded my head slowly taking the opportunity to catch my breath. I agreed, of course, we weren't our best today. But w