She stared at the pile of tissue paper and scrunched her nose. She was surprised her nose hadn’t fallen off from all the crying she had been doing, it was horrible. It was almost like she was back to square one again. A couple of days ago, she was stuck in bed, her face buried in ice cream and chocolates. Just when she thought she was now better, everything got worse. “How long are you going to continue like this?” Esme asked tiredly and yawned. She didn’t have so much energy as she was drained by the stress from the pregnancy. “Do you know what people are saying online?” Ruby sniffled as she pushed her hair backwards Some people had good things to say like they were happy that Nate wasn’t interested in Taylor as she was a spoiled brat but there were only a few comments. Most of the comments trolled her, calling her a wannabe. Most banked on the fact that she had grown up at the poor side of Oregon at first. How convenient for people to say whatever they wished. “Nobody c

Roberta’s dress had a knee high slit. She knew it wasn't a good choice since it was freezing outside. She sighed and wore her heels. Just as Doris had promised, she managed to get her an invitation. It was basically a meeting with the top businessmen in the game. They discussed politics and any other thing of their choice.It was also at the club where elections for the post of minister were held. It sounded absurd and it sounded so crazy that elections were rigged there too.She had published some stories for the newspaper but Doris asked that she not publish them, at least not yet. She was waiting for the perfect time to nip the bud. That was how corrupt Wyatt and some of the other politicians were. She expected to see Wyatt there but hoped not to see anyone that she knew. She wore a black fascinator on her head that covered half of her face. She knew what she was about to do was risky but she had insisted on it. The more she got involved in the case, the more excited s

Roberta’s eyes were filled with tears as she stormed out of the room. What upset her was how emotional she was about the whole thing. When she had started writing about the case, the only thing that was on her mind was to take down Wyatt but now, she was scared of how deep everything was.Wyatt was emotionally attached to his daughter, if he found out the truth, he would not only attack the writer but he’d attack her family too. Fred didn't bother to hold her back, he wasn't proud of what he did but what had happened couldn't be changed. Wyatt deserved even more than that. If they thought of how many people he had hurt and destroyed their businesses, it would be way more worse than what he had done. Also, Mrs wyatt had a share in the blame. If only she had run away with him the first time that she asked her to do so, maybe they wouldn’t have had to deal with all these now. She cleaned the tears off her face with the back of her palm. The tears mixed with her mascara and it

Mark gave her some of his clothes to put on as her clothes in her box were soaked. She held the oversized gray shirt, she had never worn another man's cloth except for Nate’s own. It had been a couple of days since her secret had gotten out and she was surprisingly doing fine for herself. After she had poured out her heart to her parents and Esme, she felt absolutely better, life wasn’t that bad, she had told herself. Nate had tried contacting her but in her usual strong headed manner, she had ignored him. She didn’t need anyone judging her or scolding her for what she had done. She frowned at herself, it was only right that she gave him a chance to speak but she wasn’t ready to do so, at least not yet. She needed some space as the cameras were all over her. On one particular day, she had woken up to a couple of reporters outside her home. Her mother was so livid that she had to call the police to get rid of them. She absolutely loved the attention that she was getting. Her

Ruby sighed, inhaling the fresh air, it felt good to be home. The last few nights had been the best nights of her life, she slept comfortably with her friend Esme and in her arms,also she had no reason to worry as she was comfortable. She loved the comfort of her room, it reminded her of her teenage years,posters of her favorite band were hung up on the wall, they looked faded but she left them there anyway.The new room was perfect and she had brought almost everything from the old house. She stretched lazily on her bed, her days had become routine, she helped her parents at the restaurant, visited Esme often to take care of her and went to the shelter after work hours. They were excited to see her and always welcomed her with open arms. Her mother and father went about her daily business while she was left alone at home. She was preparing for her trip to California and there wasn't much work left to do. It got really boring, she knew she couldn't stay at home all day, she ha