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My Mother's Belongings.

ImogenI followed Reed through the long hallway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my bag as we walked.I had no idea what I was about to see.The thought of stepping into my mother's old room made my chest feel strangely tight. For years, I had only known her through the few photographs I had managed to keep and the scattered memories that remained in my mind.Now, I was about to enter the place where she had once lived.The place where she had grown up.The place that had probably held more memories of her than I could ever imagine.Reed eventually stopped in front of a large wooden door."This is it, madam."I stared at it for a moment."Daisy's room?""Yes."He opened the door, and I stood there without moving.The room was beautiful.But it wasn't the kind of beauty that immediately caught my attention.It was the feeling.Everything looked as though someone had simply walked out one day and never returned.The furniture was old-fashioned but carefully maintained. A large

Just Jealous.

MalcomImogen should have gone back home by now. I glanced at the time again, wondering what could be taking her so long, but I didn't want to call her and make it seem like I was intruding on her personal space.She had gone there because she wanted to speak with Harmon, and I wanted to give her the freedom to handle things herself.Still, I couldn't help worrying.The last time I had spoken with her personal guard, I was told that she had asked everyone to wait outside while she stayed alone with Harmon.I trusted Imogen, but Harmon Evans was not someone I was willing to underestimate.I was still lost in thought when my phone suddenly buzzed.I picked it up immediately."She's back, sir," the voice on the other end informed me. "Although it seems she took a few things with her."I released a breath of relief."Good."At least she was back safely."It seems married life isn't just about romance. It's stressful too," Sebastian suddenly commented.I slowly lifted my eyes toward him.H

Disgraced?

ImogenMalcolm didn't say anything until I had finished crying and finally managed to get myself together.Even after the tears stopped, I remained in his arms for a while, simply letting his warmth calm me down."Are you alright now?" he asked in that low, comforting voice of his.I nodded.He kissed the top of my head, and I silently thanked God that I had somehow ended up married to a man like Malcolm—someone who was nothing like my father.My father had never cared whether my mother was alive or dead, whether she spent her nights crying or how much she suffered because of him.I had grown to hate that man more than I ever thought possible."Do you want to tell me about it now, or would you rather keep it to yourself?" Malcolm asked gently.I wiped my face with both hands before lifting my head to look at him."Well... I found out that my mother committed suicide."The words were difficult to say, and I forced myself not to break down again.Malcolm's expression immediately changed

The Interview.

Roland Sally and I had discussed everything carefully, and we had finally come to a decision. I was going to reveal to the world that I was Imogen's father. I had already reached out to a media outlet, and they had agreed to interview me. If Imogen refused to contact me or continued ignoring my calls, then I would have no choice but to force her hand with the interview. Of course, that wasn't my only reason. The truth was, I wanted to benefit from her marriage to Malcolm Grayson. If the public knew I was the father of the mysterious Mrs. Grayson, there was no telling how many opportunities would come my way. My smile widened at the thought. But just then, my phone rang. I glanced down at the screen. An unknown number. "Maybe it's another media outlet," I muttered, already pleased with myself. I picked up immediately. But the voice that came through the other end was the last one I expected. "Dad, we need to talk." My expression immediately soured. Imogen. Don't tell

Rage.

RolandStanding before me was the son-in-law—the very reason I had come here today.Had he somehow found out about the interview?But that wasn't even what unsettled me most. The way he was glaring at me made me swallow the huge lump that had suddenly formed in my throat.“They are here, sir,” the producer said with a bow toward Malcolm.Malcolm simply nodded.Beside me, Silvia gasped.“Roland,” she whispered, calling my name in shock, while I forced a smile onto my face.Malcolm didn't even acknowledge us. He merely turned to the producer.“You should leave us.”His voice was low and commanding.The producer immediately bowed and hurried away, though not before throwing me a brief glance.“I didn't think this would be our first meeting,” I said, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.That was when Malcolm finally turned to face me fully.His expression was completely unreadable.He didn't say anything for a moment. Instead, he sighed before shaking his head.“I see. She does look

Let's Get A Divorce

Jennifer My hope of having another child in this house was finally becoming a reality, just months away from being fulfilled.Dante had finally made it happen, and I should have been happy. At my age, I had every reason to be grateful that I could have a grandchild.But why, then, did I feel this emptiness inside me?Why did it feel as though my marriage was slowly falling apart?Ever since the last time Andre and I had made love, he hadn't touched me again.Our marriage wasn't what it used to be, but at least he had still been caring. He listened to me, paid attention to me, and there had always been a certain warmth between us.But suddenly, even that warmth had disappeared.When I found out Lyra was pregnant, I thought it would make Andre want me even more. I thought knowing we were finally going to have a grandchild would bring us closer.But nothing changed.I knew he was probably cheating on me, but whoever this woman was, she was beginning to take all of my husband's attention

End

Imogen “Do you take him to be your lawful husband, to love and cherish him all the days of your life?” the priest asked.Stella shyly smiled before answering, “I do.”My cheeks flushed at her response.It was such a beautiful moment.“You may kiss the bride,” the priest announced.Cyrus leaned toward Stella, and the two of them shared their first kiss as husband and wife.I couldn't help but smile as I watched them. I was genuinely happy for my friends. After everything they had been through, they had finally tied the knot, and seeing them standing there together made my eyes sting with happy tears.I quickly wiped them away before anyone could notice.“Do you like weddings that much?” Malcolm whispered into my ear.My face immediately turned red.I turned to look at him, suddenly conscious of the warmth spreading across my cheeks.Wait.We had never actually gotten married at an altar.So, was he implying that he had something like this in mind for us too?Or was I simply reading to

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