Lucy Chaw...I looked around the tense table. All of the Thompsons were quite, which is very unusual considering the fact how they always share some light conversations over dinner. But, tonight is different.I turned my gaze towards June- who seems to be having trouble swallowing as she said the scratch around her neck was very painful- and to be honest, she did look like she got hit by a bus.I then looked over to April, even though her busted lip and bruised cheeks looked quite painful, she, unlike her older sister, haven't even once complained about the pain.Karl had told me about their fight and all April said before she ran out of his office.Word- for- word, it was what she as crying about on ice cream night yesterday.Even though the ice creams, the talks and the new female companions had been great, April was really bummed out the entire night until we had to sleep.That night wasn't fruitless though. Princi's aunt- her father's sister - works in a small

I stared the the number, hands trembling, fingers hovering over the dial numbers... Sweaty forehead.I blew a loud breath out and ran my fingers through my ling hair.Just do it, you Chicken.I pressed the first three digits of the phone number only to retreat my fingers and fall down flat on my back.The soft mattress breaks my fall and i stretched my arms out at either side of my body.I've wasted the whole week on trying to distract myself with work and the kitchen. All the confrontation with my mother would be a waste if i just let the damn year book rot in my suitcase.But today, Saturday evening, i know i had to at least start looking through the book and the very first person the the book, is a person i needed to call.I sat up and looked down at the first person again.Abriana Santos.She used to be cheer captain freshman year of highschool and I'd bullied her into giving me that spot, making me Capitan through out highschool.I remember how I'd locked her up in the bathroom,

My fingers tapped against my desk. My impatience is growing by the second.I feel like a jerk, a truly deserved a-holl. Having Ethan follow Lucy the entire day was a wrong idea. But it was also a necessary one as the thought of Lucy doing anything deceiving against me was making me loss sleep.I don't know what to expect from this. Do i expect her to have a lover on the side, some one from her past? Do i expect her to have another color when she's not with me?I don't know. Even half of the things going through my head confuse me.Ethan had called earlier to tell me that Lucy had excited the building once to meet someone infront of the company. From the looks of the car, he'd told me that it might me a very important person that had business with the Davis Company.I'd told him to keep his eyes on her and inform me of her every move, especially on her lunch break.God, i feel like a jerk.Blowing out a breath, i forced mt focus away from my phone and looked at the documents my PA gave

I stare at the woman infront of me, sitting in a wheelchair with her arms cross across her chest.The man that had pushed her in had left the two of us to seat at another table with a clear view of Abriana Santos.It's been almost ten minutes since the man had pushed her infront of me and I'm still unable to say a word.Abriana, just like me, doesn't seem to know what to say."Wow, this is awkward." She breaths out, breaking the silence.I look at her again. Abriana has cut her blond hair short, highlighting her green eyes. She looks at me with curiosity, not disgust or judgement."Did i..." I started, wondering what the hell i would do if what i think actually happened. "Did i do this?" I asked.I can already feel my eyes sting and my neck burn from the panic that was threatening to get through my chest."Do what?" She asked.I looked down at my hands on my lap, realizing that i was playing and twisting the wedding band on my left ring finger.I heard a soft chuckle coming from Abria

I stand at the corner of the large office, looking around the employees of the Davis Company celebrate Christmas and their last day at work until New years.It still surprises me how the company can give almost all of their employees a week off without losing profits. That's how legit the Davis Company is.Wearing a very thick jacket and blue jeans matched with some chucks I borrowed from April, i kept my distance from everyone and just observed.My boss is dancing with his wife around the heavy decorations of the office while other dance, drink or simply chat with their plus ones or other employees of the company.I sighed as i tried to come up with a reason as to why i came here today when i could have been in my home wrapped with some thick blankets ... Or my husband's arms.Instead, i only remember using this Christmas part as an excuse to not be alone at home on Christmas as Karl's work was pulling him to the company more these days.I will stay for a few more minutes and then I'