[Third person POV] “Father, I…. I am sorry I met my biological grandmother, and he told me about….” “Shut up Kaiden,” Zoey says angrily, “how dare you meet that man.” The boys were confused by Zoey and their father’s reaction, they felt a chill down their spine as their father glared at both of them. “Father?” Kaiden says, “I am sorry, I know you love mother, and her cheating is……” “Who is cheating?” their mother asks in a drowsy voice. “No one, go back to sleep I will discipline the boys,” their father says angrily. “Father, I think it is better to just tell them the truth,” Zoey says. “What truth? What are you talking about?” their mother asked. “Kaiden decided to meet Ellen Mule,” their father says in a growl. They had never felt so sacred, it was clear they knew about Ellen Mule and his family, it was clear they knew Kaiden was not a Beckett. But what hurt more was how their mother looked at them with fear, how tears started rolling down her eyes and how her legs gave o
“Uh...” Is it common for brides to flinch whenever the grooms look their way? Many brides who were forced to marry against their will would, but to brides who had forced the groom to marry, it should not be scary. But I cannot help it, feeling his large hand put the ring on my finger makes me cry internally and scream at myself for listening to Cyan. “Do you Clayton Kai Beckett take Kaleah Huxley as you lawful wedded wife?” He took a pause and looked at the crowd, ah, his girlfriend is probably hurt right now. He shoots me a menacing glare before sigh, when is ‘I do’ reach my ears I can feel a path to hell has suddenly opened, this man is going to kill me in my sleep tonight. If only my father wasn’t a scum, I wouldn’t have to stand in front of God and lie about my love for this man. And his golden-brown eyes wouldn’t have to look so angry. But his plot to kill me seems to be only noticeable by me only, ‘I now pronounce you as husband and wife. “You may kiss the bride.” The priest
A funeral had never been this empty, a symbolism of the lack of friends and family, how sad her life was. Birds are the only ones to be heard in th graveyard, their cheery songs seem to celebrate her passing. And the bright sun that gazes upon us doesn’t seem to want to tuck its warmness away. Maybe it is good that it is warm, this way I will not wallow in the cold, hoping for the warm hug my mother would have given me. My mother had always seen my father as her only family and only friend. A burning fire love of an immigrant couple who trusted each other for life. But mother was a fool, she was a fool to trust a that man blindly, that man that abandoned her when she got sick. That man who had already legally married another woman in order to get permeant residence a year after they had arrived. “Everything will be okay Leah; I will come back in the morning. Call James to come help you with the child.” Cyan had always been an amazing friend; I had never been in a situation where she
Having talked to Cyan about the plan and deciding on how to manage the dates, I had been happy enough to finally take Zoey out to the park. Even when the happy memories in this place included my father, they still were good, and I want to share them with Zoey. The summer sun had already indorsed the sky with its blazing presence, the beautiful summer flowers as beautiful as ever. It reminds me of my 12th birthday, a picnic birthday party. Even though no one dared to come celebrate with me, that man and my mother were there. And I was the happiest. “I will find you a good father figure, one who will never run away.” I glance at the smiling angel in the strollers. She had inherited mother’s green eyes, precious emerald globes, which is mother used to call them since I myself have the same emerald globes. “I will protect you okay. I will protect you.” A precious young soul with no sins yet, her lips haven’t said a word of Malice, yet to step on the dirt of the world. “Huh, I thought
He had noticed me soon, and was started by my eyes on him, he had averted his eyes on Zoey who was in my arms. But he had snorted and ignored us, moving his eyes to the bus that had just stopped in front of him. Then a little boy who looked almost 6 had run up to him calling him father before he embraced him and left. I had thought I was over him leaving us, but I was not. I felt my cheeks water for just a few seconds, I think Zoey was crying as well. But I was in a daze to comprehend what was going on, I had loved and know this man all my life until he decides to leave a few months ago. He fed me, changed dippers for me, helped me learn how to walk. He had been the epitome of a good man in my life, and I had hoped to find a man as loving as him, and I admired him for how much he loved my mother only to leave us at our worst. How dare he, how dare he embrace someone else while Zoey didn’t have the privilege of even having a real family. How dare he? (Third POV) Cyan had been in Cla
“He used his dead brother’s pictures to catfish us. How dare he?” ‘Keep it down Cyan Zoey just slept.” I had tried to hush the bewildered Cyan. “He is so creepy,” she sighed, “see this is why we should do background checks, you wouldn’t have to go out with a dead man.” She had immediately taken out her phone to call Cain to swindle him into doing background checks for the remaining potential dates. I tried to have a positive outlook of the whole thing, but the future didn’t look too bright for my dating life. “Let us just rest first Cyan, you cannot disturb Cain’s sleep.” “Ugh, fine, but I will make sure that Mule guy will never do the whole catfishing thing again.” Her frugal thoughts had not been premature. Because it only took one night before Ellen Mule had started texting me again, he would ask “are you in need of me now?” Before taunting me with vile comments of how useless I would be without him. “He is so immature” Cyan had said. “Maybe this is not our thing, we should
It took a few seconds for my cousin to reach the scene of the crime and my aunt and uncle came right after. Scolding Clayton for having his indecent saga in the family kitchen. But then my angry grandmother who had just woken up stormed in angrily.“What is going on? Why did you scream like that you brat?” She scolds me.“Grandmother, Clayton was kissing that girl in the kitchen.” Conan explains mischievously,“I am not that girl; I am his girlfriend.” Hailee defended herself.The reaction of the rest of the family had been coordinated. Yes, we had urged Clay to marry many times, but I knew everyone agreed with me on the choice of his bride.“Sit down.”Grandmother ordered before ranting to the rest of the family on how to choose partners. She had stared at Hailee with an annoying face a few times. But Clayton had defended her, a really nice defense, Clayton wasn’t an ideal man to marry. Yes, he was a handsome rich man, but he was what many called a playboy, though many women still de
(Kaleah POV) It had been a doomed morning from the beginning, taking care of Zoey alone had taken a toll on me. I really needed to find a person to help me take care of her. The door had been locked when I slept but to my surprise it had been unlocked when I woke. ‘Paranoia would make you lose your mind’ I had thought. When I opened my phone Cyan had sent me loads of photos of her family. ‘That brat Clay wants to marry a con artist’ is the topic for the day. She had complained about how Hailee Leech was leeching of her brother and her brother was letting her. And though it is stung a lot, I still felt happy for Clayton deep-deep-deep down. ‘Bang.’ Maybe it is not paranoia, Zoey had woken up crying fanatically last night and I had felt a presence. “Hello, Cyan, is it you?” “Good morning, Miss Leah.” I heaved a sigh of relief, it was just Taylor, Cyan called her to take care of me yesterday. What a precious husband she is, note to self, make sure any future husband knows that Cya