Anne didn't know how, but she slept off not too long after. When she woke up, Asher still hadn't returned to the room. There was some music playing from somewhere in the house but when she went downstairs, she didn't see anyone outside their room. The cook was making breakfast, but Anne was really in no mood for chitchat which she knew the woman was good at, so she avoided the kitchen. Asher was in his study as she expected, turned over his computer, working even on a Sunday morning. He didn't turn around when she came in even though she knew he'd heard her. "Good morning," she greeted, standing by the door. "Good morning," he replied, still not looking at her.There was a lot of tension in the room which she didn't understand. If anything, she was the one who had the right to be angry and not him. He'd lied to her and still hadn't tried to clear her doubts in any way. Everything he did was suspicious. "You didn't sleep in the bed last night," she said. He took a sip from his c
"So that goes there and the ribbons should go over the window. What do you think Asher? Too tacky?" Yvonne asked, with her hands on her hips. She had begun making the arrangements for the party even though Asher had been vehemently against it. "You're going to pay for this," he said with a dark look and walked into his study with the baby in his arm while the children followed after him. What was it about him that attracted children to him even when he currently looked mean, Anne wondered. Whatever it was definitely also attracted adults because even though they were supposed to be fighting she still couldn't stop watching him or even thinking about him after he left. "Yvette, stop moping around and come help me with this," Yvonne complained, helping one of the decorators attach the ribbons to the high walls. Yvette was sitting beside Anne, eating chips and watching the entire drama unfold while giving little sarcastic nuggets of wisdom whenever she could. She had her phone in her
He was smirking at her, leading her on at the most inappropriate place. She couldn't protest though, just do what she was supposed to, try as hard as she could not to think on his words, or imagine how badly she wanted it to come true. She moved awkwardly with him, unsure if she was supposed to smile at everyone or look at them like they couldn't get on the ground she walked on, like a few of them were regarding her. "This is Anne, my fiancee," Asher said to a beautifully dressed older woman. Her eyes popped open when his words sank in. Fiancee? Smiling down at the older woman, she started bringing out her hand to shake her, but when she saw the woman do a curtsied bow, she did the same instead. "She's so pretty dear. And well mannered as well." "I picked the best," Asher said but for some reason it made her uncomfortable. Like she was just one of many who was fortunate enough to be chosen. Again! She had to stop thinking the worst things about herself. He'd proved to her time w
"Anne, wait, it's not what it looks like, I promise you."He was coming closer, saying things he expected her to believe. His lies, as usual. What did he take her for? What did he even want from her?Mustering the last of her courage to get up on her feet, she took off her shoes and began to bolt off. She had nowhere else to go and her children had to be with her, but being in the same space with Asher was just not something she could handle right now. "I don't know this woman. You've got to believe me. She just came out of nowhere," he explained, gripping her arm and forcing her to turn to him. His face looked contrite enough. Anyone who was dumb enough to not see the full picture would easily fall for his gullible tricks. Anyone who was as dumb as she had been. "You have to believe me. I'd never do anything to hurt you, baby and you know that. Why would I go through the struggle of getting you this far just to do something this stupid. I've been set up. I don't know why or by who
Anne and Lola watched keenly as they beamed with smiles, listening to their best friend talk about her pregnancy experience. It was so heartwarming to discover Gabby was pregnant. Unfortunately, the father of her unborn child had been acting strange ever since he discovered she was pregnant. That had to be the absolute most depressing thing ever. "Where does he stay?" Lola asked, rubbing her friend's back."Upstate New York. We've been together for quite a while but it's been long distance. And then I got pregnant and I suppose that was not part of his plan." "You don't need him," Anne said, feeling her pain directly. "But I do," Gabby sobbed. "I really really love him and I want him to be very present in my child's life." "If Anne has taught us anything, it's that you can survive without your baby daddy, right Anne?" Lola said. "Oh, yeah. That's right," Anne said, suddenly feeling nervous. That wasn't currently going well for her at the moment thought. "I just know my child is
"You both should just stop," Anne cut in, in a low frustrated voice. It felt like the room was compressing on her and even hugging her legs did not let her escape that feeling. However, her two friends were in a league of their own, angrily deciding her fate. "Why would you want to make everything complicated for absolutely no reason?" Lola barked. "Everything is already going so smoothly. Just a little time and patience and everything will be settled. What's the point of your advice?" "Just because something seems easy now doesn't mean that's how it will eventually turn out in the end. I love my friend and I know how much she's complained about Asher within just these few months. She's become depressed and a rich guy with a few houses isn't going to fix that." "She's my friend as well but you're blowing everything out of proportion. Asher did not make her depressed. If anything he's even opened her up. You know this! The old Anne would never tell anyone anything, always keep ever
"Connect the IV tubes!""Her heart rate is dropping fast!" "Get the defibrillator. Connect it. Let's go on three. One two three!""Any change yet? No? Again. Everyone on three!" Anne gaped in fear and confusion as her grandmother's body was flopped over and over on the bed. Was this positive or negative? She truly didn't understand half of what was going on. Her grandmother was supposed to be getting revived. "Madam, you have to leave this place. We'll get you updated on anything that happens," one of the nurses said hastily and began to lead her out. "Wait, before she leaves," the medical personnel with the defibrillator raised his hand, "what happened here exactly? This woman was doing perfectly fine before now. What happened to trigger her heart rate?" All eyes turned to Anne, who put her hands together and stared at the floor. "I was just talking and…""Did you say something to upset her?" "Not really," she defended, "I just told her the latest things that've happened to me
"I'm currently in a…" she began but paused. If Asher was looking for her, probably to do something bad to her, then giving away her location to his sister wouldn't be the wisest thing to do. There was no telling whose side she really was on. "You're where? I didn't quite get that," Yvette called from the other end of the line. Even the slightest modulation in her voice raised suspicions in Anne. "Never mind.""Wait a minute. You think I'm gonna rat you out to Asher? What will I gain from that? I know I love drama but this is just low," she retorted, her voice a mix of humor and offense. Anne released the breath she didn't know she was holding. The confirmation was a relief, but it wasn't enough. "I'd rather not say. He might have bugged you or something." Yvette laughed dryly. "And you think if he has me bugged, he can't track you down right now?" That was…scary."Sorry, I gotta go…""Hey!" Yvette growled, "that's enough. What do you even think he's going to do to you? Do you t