I cuss under my breath when I read the message that I just got from Violet on my phone. “We are here, ma’am,” The driver informs me, and I notice that the car is no longer moving, it has stopped.“Alright,” I reply to him as I place my phone back into my purse. I then open the door and I step out.The location that I chose for this emergency meeting is quite different, and in a weird sense, comical because we are here to air our sins to maybe a hundred powerful people.I am standing in front of a very huge church, the building is magnificent.I am wearing a silver dress that is slightly above my knees. It exposes my back in a sexy and fashionable manner. The heels I am wearing are expensive, they cost me 7k, and the bottoms are red.My hair falls to my shoulders gracefully, and my lips are stained with red lipstick.“Victoria!” Sue greets me as she joins me. The both of us are heading into the church with other members of The Witnesses who are also here for the meeting.“Hello, Sue,”

***Linda Wells’ POV***As I drive away from Mitch’s house, I do not make any attempt to wipe away the trail that the tears left on my face. I just drive in silence with the windows rolled down.What was the point of even going over to his place? He’s not going to change his mind!He claims that he loves me but if he truly did, he wouldn’t have been forcing me to be with him.It does not take long for me to reach home. I park the car right in front of the house and I get down. I sniffle and then use the back of my hand to wipe my face.I walk towards the front door and make no attempt to knock, I just open it and walk in.My family is in the living room, and from the look on my dad’s face, it seems like he knows that I failed. I did not convince Mitch to stop this blackmail sh*t.“I think it would have been better if you didn’t go over,” He says, and I slump my body on the couch next to my brother, Ben.“Did he call?” I ask, and everyone stares at me as if I have a horn on my head.“He

***Linda Wells’ POV***It is the next day, to be exact, my wedding day. I am sitting on a chair in front of a vanity mirror. My reflection looks just how I feel, and that is emotionally drained.The ceremony is being held at the same church it was the first time Mitch and I tried to get married. Mitch invited so many people and my heart breaks each time I am reminded that I wearing a wedding dress. My parents got it for me last minute.My hair was impressively done by a hairdresser who once did Beyonce’s hair for a music video. My lips are stained by light red lipstick and my cheeks have some blush to give them color.I have half an hour to get to the church, yet I have been in this room staring at my reflection for twenty minutes. I have no choice but to be there, that I know. If I don’t show up, Mitch would pull the trigger; he would turn my dad in and he could lose all that he has worked for his entire life.My sister and her husband are the ones that would be driving me to the ch

“You need to let me go,” I say to Mitch, and a somber look crosses his face.“But…but I apologized,” He stutters.“And I just told you, I was never going to report your father,” He adds, and I wag my head slowly.“Actions have consequences, Mitch; and as much as I want everything to go back to normal, we are way past that point,” I explain to him.“You made your bed, now you have to lie in it,” I add, and then I walk past him.“Tell me that you don’t love me anymore and I swear I am going to back off. I would let you live your life and you would never hear from me again,” Mitch says as he stops me by grabbing my wrist gently.If that is what it takes for him to leave me and my family alone, then I guess that settles it.“I love you, Mitch. I have always, but I don’t see myself being with you again; you ruined that,” I say to him truthfully, and he lets go of my wrist.“I still would like us to be friends though,” I add, and he scoffs lowly.“It’s okay,” He replies in a breathy way, an

She can’t be serious, can she? “What are you talking about?” I ask Violet, and then I let out a small laugh. There is no way that she could take over my company. I would rather be buried alive first before I let that happen.“I would suggest that you get on a plane so you can fly back to China because I am not discussing this on a phone call,” She replies, her voice calm and tinted with formality.“Are you being serious? Was f*cking up my life not enough for you?!” My voice is strong but also filled with emotions.“Chris, I’m sorry that I hurt you, but as I said, this is not a conversation to have over the phone,” She tells me, and then hangs up.I remove the phone from my ear and I look at the blank screen. I have so many questions going through my mind, but one thing I am sure of, and that is that I have to get back to China as soon as possible.“Was that your wife?” Linda asks carefully.“Yep,” I reply to her while popping the p.I place my phone back into my pocket and I start t