Lizzy“NEW YORK’S HOTEST TECH COUPLE SPOTTED TOGETHER”  “ARE VERONICA AND MARKUS BACK INTO THE DATING GAME?”  “BILLIONAIRE HEAD OVER HEELS FOR HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND”I read everything the reporters had to say but with each word, all I felt was numbness, I didn’t cry or curse myself for making poor life choices again, what’s the point when all is said and done? Empty, that’s how I felt as I stared out of my window at a distance, all my emotions had been sucked out of me with a single glance at those pictures. In one of them, Markus was whispering something in her ears, ‘probably telling her how much he loved her’ that thought left a bitter taste in my mouth, the next picture was of Veronica smiling sweetly at Markus and the last one was of him wrapping his arm a

LizzyI never understood why she loved Hamptons so much, sure the beach and the warm weather were nice but there were other places more developed, like take California for instance, for me Hamptons was a vacation destination but for her, it was her whole world. I rented a car for three days because I didn’t own one and started my journey to The Hamptons, after one bathroom break and a small lunch break, I made it to Hamptons around two and a half hour later. It was 3PM in the afternoon and I was worried to find her asleep, I’ll have to wait until she wakes up from her afternoon slumber.I parked my car in her driveway and made my way to the front door, the house wasn’t anything extravagant, it was a one-story bungalow in a L shaped layout, Christmas was the last time I visited her but I know she’d be happy to see me. I rang the bell ones and waited, after five minutes of waiting I lost hope and was about to get into the car when

MarkusMiserable, that’s how I’ve been since the day I left Lizzy’s house, she hasn’t replied to my text messages and calls for the last two days, she’s not at her place nor is she at Golosi. I assigned a few men at both the places and there’s still no sign of her, this is all my fault I pushed her too far and now she’s gone, she left me. The only person I know from Lizzy’s former life is her best friend Mia, I contact my private investigator and ask him to get me the number of a certain ‘Mia James’ living in Las Vegas, by the end of the day I have three women fitting the description and their numbers.Since I don’t trust anyone with Lizzy, I call Mia myself she picks up on the second ring and says “Rick, this is last time I’m telling you, stop harassing me or I’ll have to contact the authorities and file a complaint” then she hangs up, my eyes widen and I scoff.

 MarkusI’ve been nominated from the most prestigious award ceremony of the year and I feel no thrill about it, I feel like an empty vessel just going on with life. I dress up like a mechanical doll, I pose for the reporters like a mechanical doll, I even clap like a mechanical doll! The host of the event notifies that it’s time to announce the winner in my category and for the first time in days, I feel something like excitement bubbling up in my veins, I brought my brother to sit with me as family and one of the chairs allotted to me is empty because I gave the invitation to Lizzy but obviously, she’s not here. I have tried to not think too much about her in the past few days but at this moment, one of the most important moments of my life, it pains me to think she isn’t here to share this with me.I compose myself as best as I can and straighten my posture even though from the inside I’m bursting like a fir

Markus   Two years later “Come on Lizzy, listen to me for ones and sit your ass down” I all but yell at her, she has become an even bigger pain in the ass since we got the news of her pregnancy. She huffs and sits down on the couch in our penthouse “fine! But if it doesn’t taste exactly like nana’s, I will drag you to Hamptons with me right at this moment” she says from her place at the couch. She doesn’t know I already asked nana to send me the recipe months ago, “okay my sweet wife” I smile at her from behind the kitchen counter and start preparing her favorite egg and beacon sandwich. We got married a year ago, when I proposed I wasn’t sure how to go about it, Lizzy doesn’t value money as much as she values emotion and hence it was difficult to come up with something she’d appreciate. That’s when I first spoke to her ‘nana’, she helped me plan an intimate proposal on my private yacht, just the two of sun and