POV Drake. Scarlet and Mason lead us to the table, we're sitting pretty and Tony Moncrief keeps introducing me to his business partners as the new investor he's going to work with. I'm having a lot of fun with this whole thing and I can't wait to tell him to his face that he won't be able to work with me because of the disgust I have for him. I am especially anxious to be able to prove to the whole world the malpractices of which he is the author and of which I am sure that Lisa's father is not his only victim. I look for Lisa with my eyes, where could she have gone? I saw her go out and go on the balcony and since then I don't know where she could have disappeared."It's me or the atmosphere of this evening is totally gloomy? "My sister asks.What I love about Scarlet is without a doubt her frankness, she says things as she feels even if it pleases or displeases."Yes my love, Drake doesn't like these people much. ""I must admit he is not the only one, did you see the look of this
POV Lisa.I watch the car drive away without reacting, once it is far enough away, I collapse on the gravel and put my hand over my mouth to stifle a sob. The tears flood my eyes and I can't hold them back, no matter how hard I try to wipe them away, they just come back as if I'm doing nothing. It's all over. My heart is shattered, I feel empty inside and I have no explanation to give to anyone. The funny thing is, I'm the one who ended the relationship, so much the better, right? That way I won't be heartbroken when he finally does. A hand rests on my shoulder, I turn around and meet Brian's worried face. "Are you okay Li?"Of course I'm okay! No but what a silly question. I close my eyes and am about to send him packing when I remember that it's Brian, it's always been him. It seems that when we try to make him understand something, he hears the opposite. And right now, I'm really not in the mood to explain anything. "Can you walk me home please? ""I can take you anywhere you wan
POV Lisa.No matter how many times I repeat all the phrases to motivate myself mentally, I can't do it. I know I have to get up, I have to get up and go to work but I can't! I feel really weak, after spending the whole weekend under the covers crying. Maddie came knocking I don't know how many times, but I didn't open the door. I didn't want to talk to her, I didn't want to talk to anyone or see anyone. The only time I went out was when I went to the bathroom, I haven't swallowed anything since, my stomach is in knots. All I want to do is stay here for the rest of my life. I spent the whole weekend thinking about why Tony Moncrief was putting me through all this, what could I have done to him? Why do I have to be so fixated on me? I never did anything to make him think that I wanted anything with him. If only Dad were here, I'm sure he would have found a solution. Dad was always good at dealing with any problem, he always knew how to handle any situation, unlike me who runs away from
POV DrakeThree years ago...I let out a sigh and look out the rear view mirror, it's time for me to go home. It's been three weeks since I last slept at home. I haven't tried to call Sierra and neither has she, which is fine by me. Our relationship is going from bad to worse, I even suspect her of having an affair. With whom? I don't know, but I'm not an idiot either. I see all the laughing on the phone, she's getting all dolled up and perfumed every time she goes out. The most egregious thing is that she even decided to leave our room and go sleep in the guest room. As if I disgusted her and breathing the same air as me was impossible for her. It fucking hurt! It hurts every time I see her talking on the phone with who knows who. It hurts every time she walks by me and pretends I'm not there. We live in the same house like two strangers and it's really starting to piss me off! Because I wanted to build my future with her, I wanted children, a dog and a whole lot of other things tha
POV Lisa. I close my computer with a sigh and lie down on my back, I can't work. I don't feel like it, my thoughts drift to everything but what I am doing. I bring my hand to my throat and tighten the necklace I have around my neck, the one Drake gave me. I haven't had time to give it back yet and I don't know if I will. Drake hasn't come to the office a single time this week, I don't know if it's because of me. And this situation makes me so uncomfortable. I want to see him, I want to know he's okay, even if he doesn't look at me, doesn't talk to me, I just want to see him. I hear the doorbell ring, who could that be? I really hope it's one of Maddie's acquaintances, because I really don't want to see anyone. I hear whispers outside my bedroom door, I roll my eyes, if they think they are being discreet they are mistaken, but what could they be talking about? It is undoubtedly about me, because if it had not been the case, they would not try to take all these precautions so that I do
POV Drake."You killed my daughter! " I gasp as I look at Sierra's mother, not knowing what to say back, everyone's eyes on me, I've got nothing to say. Even if I tried to give her an answer, I couldn't do it. I myself am still struggling to understand what happened. I'd come to see my wife, for God's sake! I certainly didn't expect the scene I witnessed. I can still see all that blood and there's even more on the floor, the cleaning lady hasn't finished cleaning it up yet. I blame myself so much! I feel so pathetic right now, I tell myself that if I'd been there, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have gone over the railing, I should have been looking after her. After all, marriage isn't a smooth ride, just look at my parents, my father who hates my mother but stays married to her, maybe for all the wrong reasons, but at least he stays married to her. A voice screams at me that it's my fault. The hardest thing for me was learning that my wife was cheating on me, she wa
POV Lisa."Get out of here! " I wake up with a start and stare at the ceiling, thinking back to what happened the night before. I'd be lying if I said I expected a different reaction from him, I may not have expected him to jump on the ceiling when he saw me, but I didn't expect him to reject me like that either. I expected, I'm not sure what I expected to be honest. I just wanted to see him, to be with him and know that he was all right, to see the color of his eyes when he came out of that coma. But nothing went as planned. Shouting that I was born in a sea of bad luck, everything I do or touch always ends badly. I pick up the teddy bear lying next to me and hug it. No, to be exact, it's not my fault, it's the fault of this man who wants to destroy my life because of his obsession with me. I hate him so much, I curse the day these people came into our lives and I curse them for the mess they've made of it. First in my father's, then more and more in mine, now in Drake's. Except I'm
POV Drake.Mason enters the room and closes the door behind him. I see him sigh and he turns to me, a smile on his face. I let out a sigh and look up at the ceiling. He's lying. Everything about him exudes stress, worry and, above all, he's a terrible liar. He's just pretending so as not to panic me. Except it's no use, I'm already panicking to death. The mere idea of not being able to walk is enough to send me into a tailspin. Not being able to walk would mean losing everything I've got. I've built my reputation on my strength and courage, and not being able to stand and watch all these people go about their lives as if nothing had happened, from a fucking wheelchair, is impossible for me, it would be far too hard. I watch him walk towards me, then he looks away again and turns to the window, to draw the curtains and let the light in. "It's a nice day, why don't you ask a nurse to draw the curtains for you? " "Do you think so? Personally, I can't say since I'm not allowed out, lock