Work has always been exhausting. Being a surgeon is not easy. Especially when I'm being called in at 2am in the morning. I had to stay in the operation room for more than five hours. It's 9am now and the coffee I'm holding is barely keeping my eyes open. Meanwhile, it's two times stronger than what I normally go for. I remove my coat and hang it up and pick up my handbag, ready to hit the road for home. I can hear my bed calling my name all the way from here. If I'm to spend a second more here I'll go crazy.
"You leaving Dr. Harding?" My assistant asks me and I nod"If I stay here a second more I'll go totally crazy" I say with a smile.I love my job. I totally do. I knew exactly what I was going in for when I decided to become a paediatric surgeon. But sometimes it gets really overwhelming.Especially when you're being called in at the crack of dawn, the same time when sleeping is just getting better. Where I'm being cuddled in Ryan's arms.I sigh at the thought.Ryan and I have been together for eight years. He asked me to marry him last year and I was the happiest woman alive because I insanely love him. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love how he understands me and treats me like the perfect gentleman. I don't know why we haven't gotten married yet, but him being a Software engineer and me being a Surgeon, we barely have time to spare, hence, the stretch of our marriage ceremony. We're always changing dates I think both families are fed up.I park my car and make my way up to our perfect condo. We created a home right out of highschool when we decided to move in together since it was going to make college easier. My father has a lot of apartments that he usually rents out so he decided to give this to us and it's been our home ever since.The elevator dings and I move out as the doors slide open. I open our apartment with the key card and make my way in. The place is eerily quiet which is odd, Ryan is normally down here playing country music and brewing coffee at this time. I place my bag on the kitchen counter and wash my hands. I then decide to brew a pot of coffee myself. I pour a mug and pick up my bag, going upstairs to take a shower.In as much as I love those kids I take care of, God knows I am exhausted and a good hot shower will make me so relaxed right now.All of a sudden I get this uneasy feeling about Ryan and how quiet the place is, but I decide to forget about it. It's most probably nothing. He may not be home anyway. But as I get closer to our bedroom door, the sounds I hear make me even more anxious.Is that moaning?This is not what I think it is. I pull open the bedroom door and-Oh my unlucky soul...It's Ryan in bed with my own sister. Step sister but still my sister nonetheless. Or so I thought she was.They are so engrossed in each other they didn't even hear the sound of the door opening, nor did they hear my footsteps and the loud gasps that escaped me.The sight infront of me is revolting and disgusting. My first instinct is to call them out and give them a piece of my mind, pull Eva by her hair down these stairs. It's what any sane person would do.Instead, I slowly close the door and make my way downstairs. I give my bestfriend a call the moment I sit in my car."Hey what's up? I figured you'd be home by now cuddling with your man after your shift" she says with a giggle"He cheated Vee" I break down into tears immediately, but I decide not to let the weakest part of me emerge during this period."What do you mean he cheated? Who cheated?""Ryan! He cheated on me. I saw him in bed with Eva" I say with a voice full of pure rage and burning hatred."I always told you that 'sister' of yours is nothing but a conniving bitch. A poisonous snake right under green grass but you never understood. See why I said she has eyes for your man?""He's not my man"Even though I can't deny the fact that she told me. My best friend Veronica always had that gift. The one that could tell perfectly how genuine a person was. She was more of a clairvoyant too. Which was sometimes horrifying as I wonder if I've befriended a human or some other creature."What did you do?""Nothing""Nothing?! What do you mean nothing?! You saw that idiot cheat and you decided to let him go just like that? Afterall you have done for him? If he didn't appreciate you even for a second and didn't consider your relationship of eight years and jumped into bed with that prostitute the least chance he had, why would you let him off so easily?" She asks in frustration. I may not be there, but I know Vee well enough to know that she's rubbing her temples by now."Who says I'm letting him off easily? I certainly won't allow him to make me look like a fool.He's been pretending to love me when he's screwing my own sister behind my back"
"What are you going to do now then?""Don't worry Vee, I've got a game up my sleeve. He wouldn't know what hit him. He's going to receive the worst shock of his life. I'm going to ruin him and everything he's worked so hard for. He won't see it coming"Charles Frost POVI pull back the stack of papers I'm going through as the shrill ringtone of my phone sounds around my office."Hello mother""Charles. You're the worst son ever. You don't even remember that you have a mother. If I don't call you to ask of you, neither do you. I don't even hear from you anymore. It's been two weeks since you called me Charles." My mother sobs into the phone.Kimberly Frost has always been dramatic. She likes to exaggerate things and take explanations to the next level. Although this time, I know she has every right to. I've truly been the worst."I'm so sorry mother. Work has been tiring and completely exhausting"And it's the complete truth. Each and every day I have to go through at least ten sets of huge stack of papers to sign contracts and get rid of old ones. I have to attend meetings and get new investors. I have been working twice as hard to beat
Elizabeth Harding POVI came to Veronica's after our talk in the car. Being the bestest friend she was, created blanket forts and ordered pizza. She also ordered my favourite ice cream, Ben and Jerry's Rocky road ice cream. I guess it was good for me to cry it all out. I mean no matter how much I plan on putting on that fierce shield, we were together for eight solid years. Eight years where we went places. Did crazy stuff together. Created beautiful memories. And all that while in eight years, not even once did Ryan act like we had a problem. Yes we had our ups and downs, but even then, he was still the perfect gentleman. I wonder what exactly went wrong. What did I do wrong? What did stupid Eva have that I didn't? That he decided to jump into bed with her.I wonder how long it has been going on. If I didn't see it for myself and someone told me, I would tell the person to go to hell because my Ryan is a masterpiece. But then I saw it myse
"Dr. Harding" a familiar voice calls out and I turn around.It's the handsome dude. Shame. He has a girlfriend."I saw that in there. I have a proposal for you""What?" I ask, curious."My bestfriend needs a wife and-"I'm a doctor. A surgeon. Not an actress.""I know. You don't need to be an actress. You have it in your blood. Please. I really need this. You're perfect for it"If it was any other day, this would look insane. But today, I'm actually considering it. It'll just pour fuel into the fire for Ryan. Meaning that my revenge gets sweeter."Okay""Okay? You mean like okay?""I mean okay. I'm in""Great. Epic. Perfect. I'll-"Wait. This has been enough drama for one day. Have my card. Call me tomorrow""Great thanks" he says and I turn and walk to my car.I'm officially crazy now.○&bu
Charles Frost POVHer beauty struck me the moment I saw her. Something tugged at my heart when she spoke and I heard her voice. She's gorgeous. Her long brunette hair that reaches her waist. Her arched eyebrows that furrows everytime she's trying to understand something.It's crazy I know. I've only known her for an hour and I can tell all these about her. There's something so unique and different about her that I haven't seen before. Something so special that I can't seem to put my finger on. It's been so long since someone caught my attention this way.After my last relationship that went downhill, I've never had interest in anyone. But seeing her today, I want to get to know her.Even after she's left, I want to call her back. Maybe I should be careful about all this. I mean this is just an arrangement. According to the documents we put together, she's suppose to be my wife for just a year. If I'm getting this a
The charity ball came earlier than I thought. It's like I blinked and it was here.It seems too real. The thought of whether I'm actually doing this keeps coming up.I sigh.Sometimes I wonder why it had to be like this. Why Ryan had to cheat, why he had to hurt me so much. Now my life is like a ball of tangled mess. My mother thinks I'm being irrational and stupid for letting go off such 'a wonderful young man'. The idiot of a young man who cheated on his fiancée with her step-sister. I think if it was with any other woman, it would hurt alright. But it won't hurt this much. She is my step sister but she is still my blood. She is still my mother's child, from another man of course.Eva was brought home one time when we were six. Apparently mother feared to bring her home earlier because she didn't want to destroy her marriage. But at the end of the day she realised that she can't hide her anymore. Sneaking to go out and using grocery s
"You know you just insinuated that we have sex right?" I ask Charles after the proposal"I know that very well. I mean the media wants something, I have to make it real"Right. The media. This is all for the news anyway."But we haven't even kissed. And you're insinuating sex""Do you want us to kiss?" He asks with a smirk on his facePervert."I mean how can we have sex when we haven't even kissed?""We could change that" he says, taking slow tentative steps towards me"Change what?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper"Change the fact that we haven't kissed. I could kiss you right now." He keeps coming closer, and I don't move.Because a part of me wants this.Ah, this is crazy.The clearing of a throat breaks the both of us apart like the bolt of a thunder. The increasing rate of my heart beat and how he actually almo
"Elizabeth" the voice of my mother booms through my silent apartment and that is enough to wake me up immediately. I check my bed clock and it's 7am in the morning. What did I do this time? Oh right. My engagement with Charles. I knew this was bound to happen. I jolt out of bed at another scream of my name and pull my hair into a ponytail. I wash my face and brush my teeth before making it to my living room. "Goodmorning mom" I greet and walk past her into my kicthen, heating up a pot of coffee, I'm going to need it. She's fuming with anger of course, her facial expression shows that she's about to lose it any second. But am I ready for that? No. I mean it's a Sunday morning. I try stalling as much as possible until at least I'm able to down a mug of coffee. "What the hell is this?" She asks, throwing the news papers on the centre table. I pick it up to read it and darn, London can talk. They have some interesting headlines over here.
The bright morning light shines through the red curtains in my bedroom. The intrusion cuts off my sleep and I roll out of bed. Saying a word of prayer for seeing such a wonderful day, I hope for the best as I get ready for work. After another almost kiss with Charles yesterday, there's been this heavy awkward tension between us. We watched the Notebook alright, we laughed, and ate our dinner and drank our wine. But the wide space between us on the couch spoke otherwise of our relationship, or lack there of. I guess it's good that it didn't happen after all, I am not sure that I am ready to have that kind of intimacy with him. Let's face it, we might have grown closer in a short period of time, but I don't know Charles that well, therefore I don't think it's appropriate to jump into any sort of relationship with him. Sometimes it's not all about what we want, it's about what is right. ☆▪☆ Arriving at work, I keep my head hel