Riella's POV.I sniffed the air...the relaxing air of New York City as I climbed down from the plane. It felt good, extremely good to be back in the town. It felt like I had been gone for ages.Even though I knew that it was just a few days. Miami, the place held bad memories for me. It held events I wanted to dig a space in my mind and bury it into. It was not something I want to be remembering.“New York, ” I whined as I held on to the handle of my box, feeling tears brim in my eyes. It felt extremely good to be back. In as much as the city was crowded and all of that, it was still my beloved city.The past few days, especially after that day, I had gone from being fierce to emotional every passing minute. It was like the presence of Desmond that day had pressed a button, one that revealed my emotional side.I got stressed easily and had tears running down my face at the thought of it. Although I had wanted to talk about it, I didn't want to burden Carolyn with the news over the pho

Riella's POV.The table was silent. Extremely silent.It wasn't the kind of silence that came naturally with peace. It was the kind that was filled with extreme tension and awkwardness.I hated to be in situations like this.Sparing Carolyn a glance, I put the straw in my mouth and sipped on my pineapple juice. It was becoming increasingly hard not to say something. Anything at all.“You said you didn't want me handling it, ” I started as I sucked on my straw. She didn't say anything. She just looked up from her phone while looking around the cafe that we were settled in.To unwind from the stress of the past few days, I opted to take us both out. I was resuming work soon but I wanted to make the most of my free time.“I said I could handle it on my own, ” She grabbed her coconut milk and sipped it. She had insisted on having that while I went for this.For a moment, I didn't say anything. I just patted my hair and looked away from her.“You promised me that you weren't going to do a

Riella's POV.I tossed the skimpy outfit into the box I had laid out. Then, I moved toward my closet again and let my eyes skim over the items like I had been doing.Today was pretty much the day I was expected to arrive at Harold's house for Matilda's bachelorette party. It was pretty amusing to me that she had chosen to handle the girl's party and stole it from the party planners.She had told me and Carolyn that nothing and I meant, absolutely nothing was going the way she wanted it to go so she just didn't have a choice but to snag this for herself to handle alone. Even if her moth—aunt had disagreed strongly.I sighed and whisked my head away from the closet after selecting a few clothes. I dropped the clothes into the box after folding it, and added a few more things that I was pretty much sure I would need. It wasn't until I was a hundred percent game that I zipped up the box and strode out of my closet.“You done?” Carolyn eyed me, her gaze flickering from her phone which she

Harold's POV.I was pretty mad.Just kidding, I was furious.I only ever got like this in my life for certain reasons. One included Brittany and trying to get me to do things she knew or maybe didn't know that I would never do for her.Like asking my parents or convincing them that she sorta needed an engagement party of her own once Matilda and Damien's wedding was over.Like, what the fuck for?I couldn't help asking while trying to keep myself from lashing out at her. She said our engagement had not been official since it happened when we were young and she needed a stupid party to take herself feel special.I knew what she was doing. she was trying to play herself into my home and I got the gist. I just didn't think that she was desperate. I mean, she had waited for this long. Couldn't she wait a few years longer?I doubted that. Moreover, I doubted that my parents would want us to wait that long too. Most especially my mum and not with everything that had gone wrong between us.

Riella's POVI moved around the room, a light smile on my face as I held out my Champagne flute in our hand. At first, my gaze flickered around the large hall trying to catch a glimpse of Carolyn somewhere anywhere.But I didn't.The room was too crowded. Yep, plenty of people showed up for Matilda and Damien's wedding but even the amount of people didn't measure up to the large space they were occupying.The event planners had gone all out to give this a blast.And a blast it was.I held out my long-flowing bride's maid dress; a lilac tunic dress that ambled down to my feet, covering my shoes and hugging my curves. It was the perfect bridesmaid's dress and I was so in love with it.I sighed before ambling across the room in search of my best friend. The reception party was nearly over but lots of people were still around, gathering in small cliques and discussing business.Yeah, this was a love gathering but it didn't matter to the people, the guest who I mostly was aware of in the c