It was the night of the state dinner with the New President of the DRC. The White House had been glammed up to perfection with intricate decorations and soft gleaming lighting accentuating the regality of the building. Everyone who was someone was to attend the state dinner. Every US political tycoon would attend and people who held unbelievable power would make small talk like ordinary people. It could be a clash or an alliance. Alyssa was almost ready fitted in her personally tailored emerald silk maxi dress. It’s neckline resembled the turtleneck hugging her collarbones perfectly while leaving her shoulders exposed. The dress exposed the majority of her back. The dress flowed with her every movement. It made her look ethereal. Her hair was tied up in a sleeked bun and her lips were colored with a seductive dark red. Her green diamond earrings hanged gracefully from her ears. The silver heels elevated the look more. She looked stunning. Liam walked in the apartment only to stutter

Unfortunately not much changed throughout the week as more and more people went out on the streets protesting against the decision of the court to reconsider Roe v Wade. It was a huge step back for the US democracy and women’s rights. Alyssa was sitting in her office with the TV open starring at the news which showed swarms of women, men and children holding placards and chanting slogans. Some of them were interviewed by the channels and aggressively gave their opinion on the matter. Others were asking the White House to do something. To stop the madness. Alyssa exhaled sharply. She was so frustrated. She wanted to scream and shout and kick whoever stood in her way of her and her basic reproductive rights.She stood up and picked up her purse. The day was warm so she didn’t take her coat with her. She was wearing a white pencil skirt paired with a black blouse with white hems. Her heels were black. She took off and walked right out the White House to the street. The people’s voices c

The little baby boy was named after Katherine’s father, William, and he was beautiful just like his parents. Every day at 5 PM when Richard had a small break in between meetings, conferences and advisory sessions, Katherine passed by to enjoy the 15 minutes they got to spend as a family. Richard left the Oval around 8-9PM when little William was already asleep. They ate dinner with Katherine and talked about how he’d smiled, or how fast he ate. Katherine was breastfeeding him. Richard seemed genuinely happy as he saw the door of his office opening and through it appearing his son, his legacy. And his wife whom he respected and admired for staying up all night when William cried so he could be the President of the US the next morning. He loved her. No matter how hard to believe it is, he did love her. They were together since the start of his political career. They were partners. And even if Richard had never said it and Katherine hesitated to admit it, they both knew they weren’t th

Richard was enjoying the time he got to spend with his son as he started to crawl and grow up each day and a little more. He loved being a father. No matter how many times he thought about it he couldn’t get enough of it. Richard wanted nothing more than to give something to the world in return for all it has given him. His wonderful wife and son, his presidency, his soulmate. He wanted to make sure that William would fight just as he did to make the world better. Give the world a gift, a big thank you.Despite the pain, the difficulties, the tears and the challenges, Richard had been lucky. His mind drifted to her. To the woman who had captured his whole existence. Alyssa. Aly. His Aly. He had noticed her puffy red eyes that day in the garden but chose not to push her for answers. He later realized from the quietness of her phone and messages that her and Liam must have broken up. Liam used to call her every day around 3PM to see how her day was going. He hadn’t called for 3 days. An

Alyssa arrived to the White House after her eventful morning and chat with Merlin. It wasn’t long after that he called her to check in how things were going there and if anyone was looking suspicious. Who could have found out? And how? Because all of them had sworn that this would never leave the campaign bus. It would die with them. And it would be one of the many reasons but the main one that would make them fit for the pit of hell.Alyssa couldn’t concentrate as her mind roamed through possibilities of who and when and how and if. If it got out she would be destroyed. She would be done in Washington and everywhere in America. Richard would be done. He’d loose everything he’d worked so hard for just because they had taken the risk without his consent. She ran her hands through the roots of her hair. She had to inform both Erik and Theodore about what she had found out. This was the right move. But what if one of them had leaked the information? What if one of them had been preparing