"Ian? what's this?" Blair asked as she wakes up with him caressing her hair. She had gotten used to opening her eyes and finds him looking at her, and she was liking his little quirks which she thought was kind of weird at first."I got it while I was at my lunch break yesterday."Ian had placed a small navy velvet box on her palm while she was still sleeping, and he had patiently waited for her to wake up. He always enjoys watching her sleeping, her beautiful face had been carved to his deepest memory yet he couldn't seem to get enough of her.She slowly sits up and smiles nervously at him, while Ian masked his nervousness by sipping his cup of coffee.He had been very anxious when he bought her the ring. He was afraid that she would not like his choice and she would lie to him just because she has always been such a nice person.But he was still not ready when her face lights up with her swee
They stayed the whole day at his parents, his mom was ecstatic with the news and she wouldn't let them leave sooner. She had waited years for Ian to settle down and loves seeing that he ended up with Blair. Both women talk about the upper class and surprisingly both have a common dislike towards them. But then Blair mentioned her Idea that one day she wants to make her charity event for a homeless shelter knowing the despair she felt living the street life, though only for a few days but it was hard. She wouldn't know how people managed to live like that for weeks, months, and even years. Carol hugged her when Blair told her about her dreams, saying someday they would all come true. She was getting to know her future daughter-in-law, and she was glad that Ian had fallen for her and didn't agree with all the women that she had chosen for him."So you really like the ring?" "I do. Why? do you want me to convince you?" It was night time. They were lying in bed, cozying up to one anot
Two Years Later"Are you going to the shelter again?" Ian greeted his beautiful wife as she passed him the pancake."How do you know?" she kissed her husband who was looking handsome in his navy suit."Your jewelry, the engagement ring. You never wear them when you go there aside from the little amulet Shani gave you years ago."She laughed at her husband's simple deduction and sit her jeans covered ass on his lap."I don't have a lot of time." He said looking at her while caressing her cheek lovingly."I know, I'm putting an image in your already dirty mind. I'm enticing you to come back earlier from the court."Ian was taking the stand that day for one of the country's most highlighted serial kidnapping and murder case. It was taking his career and accelerating it after he was almost demoted to detective sergeant by internal affairs since his c
I've shot him.I've killed a man.I'm a murderer. Her mind traveled to her dead husband, and how she had killed him.She was only twenty-three, she had married her abusive husband right out of college.He was a wealthy man who runs a very successful venture. He was ruthless in his business, people feared and admired him at the same time. She knows nobody would believe her if she came forward with her accusations. The worst part was that she had been abused even before the marriage. She was in love with him, as also her husband who would confess to her after every time he ridicules and beats her up. These instances would happen once and maybe two times every couple of months. But her love for him vanished the day he made her lost their baby. That was the last straw. She was a broken woman, like many other women in an abusive m
"Detective Taylor, meet me in my office." His captain called in his golden boy, his best crime-solving detective Ian Taylor to his office.Ian walked with his cup of coffee in one hand and his stacks of unsolved cases in the other."How's your workload?""I'm done with one case got two more ongoing, one of the family is hiding something while the other seems to have overlapping alibis. Do you want me to focus on a case?"His captain would do this sometimes. He would need Ian's full attention on a certain case if the heat of the media was too close to their tail."No, just handle it as is. The mayor wanted me to add more female detectives for our public appearance. I'm thinking we get Garcia on board. What do you think?"What the captain didn't know was that he had been casually sleeping with the female officer. In fact, he had a hot date with her th
"I need to get out of the state, I need to find a place to live. I need to...oh God! I fucking killed my husband." She said to herself in frustration while taking another sip of the cheap beer, which she bought earlier from the small store just around the corner.She was pacing back and forth at the sleazy motel that she rented for the night. She had taken her duffle bag, and retrieved her money from the public locker. She took off her oversize denim jacket and boots, and put her cap on the bedside table. Then seconds later groaned in pain, and finally let herself took the pills for the pain.Years of having beaten had made her resistant to the pain, she had managed to carry the bag and put on her disguise while her arm was still in a cast. Her determination was bigger than the pain itself. Earlier she was looking for the nearest convenience store, when she finds herself in a small diner. She ordered h
It was day three and she had been staying in the dingiest cheapest room available within the city. She was burning her money fast. It was lunch time when she started counting her money. She had been walking around the city trying to find a job but couldn't find any, and soon it would be dark. She didn't factor in the exact emergency situation, it would be easier for her to get a job in a smaller city where more people would still help a stranger in need. In bigger city no one was willing to hire a homeless person, when so many other qualified person were still in need of a job. She even went to a small diner, where the owner said that they couldn't afford a new waiter with the current economy."And how can you even work with that cast on your arm girl?" the last owner of an old antique shop asked her, to which she just shrugged. Perfectly knowing that it would be impossible for her to find a job. And even mo
She was struggling to stay conscious, she needed to stay awake. But the stress and the lack of food finally catches up to her. She could feel herself drifting away when her eyes slowly close as it was becoming too hard for her to stay awake. Not realizing that she had fainted, she was surprised when she woke up in a clean comfy bed. The grey sheets and the fluffy comforter were spoiling her, but she was quickly alert of her surrounding. She tried to get up and abruptly felt the hurt on the left arm from the grip of the cop.Oh..oh...please..please...let this be a nightmare...She rubbed her eyes trying to get rid of her tiredness and failed to know that it was real. As real as her life has been since the last dreadful couple of days, but then sighed when she saw her bag by the end of the bed. The room was empty and quiet, she slowly got up and silently get her bag and put on her jacket. She was