Zenia's POV "I know last night was irksome, and I apologize for everything, especially EJ." It was Saturday morning, Anton and I were taking a stroll through the park. "You don't have to apologize for his behavior towards me. I know he doesn't like me because he believes I'm standing in his way." Sharing a small laugh we walked over to a bench, licking ice cream cones. "He does care about you, you know that right?" "Actually, it's very complicated between he and I. It's like two steps forward then ten steps backwards. Today we're happy, then tomorrow it's a complete different story. I just want everything to stop or to slow down.""But that's life, Zenia. Nothing is going to stop or slow down for our liking. I was once in your very situation, and I felt like I was going crazy." It then crossed my mind that I never asked him if he had a girlfriend. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I spoke

Zenia's POV I sat down on the chair, very close to the table, staring at my reflection in the mirror as if I had never seen myself before. Digesting a successful finish, I rose from the chair, held up the long train of my maid of honor dress and made my way to the limousine that awaited me and Mom's arrival.I stared out the window for the entire ride to the cathedral where my sister would be joined in holy matrimony with Evan Hollen. Their wedding day had finally arrived, and I was rather excited for her. She deserved him, and he deserved her; they made each other happy. I smiled as I thought about Jevan and the potty mouth he possessed. He was such a delightful child and I loved him so much.The limousine came to a halt upon reaching the church. I stepped out and Mom followed suit. I quickly walked to one of the chambers where Jasmine was waiting. She was crying with happiness as I knocked and entered the small room."Hey, so today is the

WARNING: A SUICIDE ATTEMPT IS PRESENT IN THIS CHAPTER. Readers' discretion advised. Ethan Junior's POV My jaw ached as I strolled towards the elevator to get to my office. I felt the pressure creeping in since I was left in charge of the company. Evan was on his honeymoon with Jasmine. I walked into my office and threw myself onto the chair behind the large mahogany desk. I began flipping through paperwork and documents, which Evan demanded I look into. I noticed there was a board meeting and a deal I had to seal in less than an hour. Gathering myself, and getting my thoughts together, I stood up, straightened my suit and walked into the boardroom."Good morning," I greeted everyone. "Good morning, Mr. Hollen," Mr. Alexander answered. "Is this some kind of joke? Where's Evan Hollen?" Mr. Alexander's assistant asked while toying with a pencil in her folder. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun and her hairl

Ethan Junior's POV I sat still in the chair as my mom and dad sat down on either side of me. I was deep in thought with memories of Zenia. She was really an incredible young lady with the personality of no other. Her smile was what I lived for, and everything about her I needed. I was so foolish, always throwing the damn blame at her when I really was to be blamed for every bad thing that ever happened since our encounter. I loved her. I never said it to her, but now that I was on the verge of losing her and never seeing her again, I knew my feelings was true.Tapping my feet impatiently on the tiled floor, a doctor walked up to us, the same doctor who had been talking with Miss Blackman before rushing away. "Hi, you're here regarding Zenia Blackman, right?" he asked. "Yes," Mom answered; Miss Blackman was still recovering from her faint. "We've settle her heart rate. We didn't lose her, but we came very c

Zenia's POV I couldn't listen in on them anymore. I bolted into the kitchen and stood between the woman I thought was the world's best mother and the man who walked away from his family for twenty one years. "Zenia, you're home. Come here, baby," my mother began as she opened her arms and came towards me, gesturing for me to hug her. I held up my palm to her. "Stop." I blinked away the tears that were already forming. I backed away from her. "How could you do such a terrible thing to me and Jasmine?""Zenia... What are you talking about?" she asked innocently. "I heard every word Mother! Or should I even call you a mother? You allowed Jasmine and I to think that Dad walked away because he wanted to, but you were the reason for all of this! I'm not even his daughter?"Three thousand dollars every month Mom? Three thousand dollars every month for eighteen years? That's six hundred and forty eight thousand dollars! What the he