DARLENEAfter the Interview, me and Alexander had part ways.To be honest, I was not much interested in keeping this act any longer especially after an exhausting hour of fake smiling and holds and shit, so the moment it was declared to be over, I got up, took my purse with me and started to go out of the studio.His family was at the other end of the room, and hopefully, they would not see us. My guess was that they had stepped out already. And for the members of the studio: the host, Shay, and the crew, I was little to nil interested in continuing to act in front of them. Whatever they deduced from my relationship with Alexander, that was their business.As I walked off, the first thing I did was to open the Internet. Lately, I had been doing that a whole lot. Because I had found that even if I did not have an active account that people knew me by, I had some dump account which I didn't know the password of, saved in my phone, and with that, I had been getting all the details of how

ALEXANDERHis eyes blazed with fire and brimstone they set on me as though he were about to shoot lazers from them.Whatever boldness I still had to stay on my feet, it shook me. I stood there and took it all in, the venom, the darkness, the anger that blazed in his eyes as he looked at me, after my little confession."What?" He spoke, his voice was cold and deep. Chilly. It sent chills crawling down my spine, but I somehow still stood my ground and looked him dead in the eyes, unmoved. This man could have whipped out a gun and shot me dead. But for some reason, I was barely fazed. Barely. I would say barely because I still did feel the impact of his glare."We could take about this at home," My mother had to step in, her voice in resistance as she stepped in between me and my father. "Alexander, go."I didn't.She came in between me and my dad, her hands in between us as she closed the distance between us and further pulled us apart from each other in an attempt to salvage the situat

"I want to sleep in the Bedroom tonight."Did he hear me?It didn't seem like he did.Alexander was at the drawer when I had made that statement and even though I wasn't looking at him, I could tell right off that he was covering up for the night.I didn't even bother to react, as though I had noticed him pretend to be deaf. I played the same game with him, kept my mouth and shut and went back to my business.Because, cool. It was even better this way. This silence. Since hewanted to be the one ignoring me now. Absolutely cool."So, is that why you have been folding those clothes for the past three hours?"My head shot up immediately he said that, my eyes jamming directly with his back, glaring daggers."W-What do you mean by that?" I fired him questioningly.I heard him chuckle, even though his back was turned to me. His shoulders quaked with a little laugh and I just stared at his back while at it. Because I failed to understand what was funny."Darlene," He said my name as he shook

DARLENELaura Diego and I had been best friends since right about Highschool.It all started one random morning in school when I was having a particularly hard time. I used to get bullied a lot, which was ironic because considering the fact my dad was a popular baker, it should have added some reputation to me, but unfortunately, nothing like that happened.They particularly found it funny that my father as so famous, yet did not have enough money to live in the kind of mansions that their parents had. And, funnily, Laura used to be one of them.One day, she surprisingly stook up for me. I didn't expect it so. Their friends were laughing and mocking me, going on about how ugly my clothes looked, and as usual, I was just going to ignore them and pretend like I was not bothered by all they did to me. Even if I was. And Laura noticed that, and surprisingly, stood up for me. She called out her friends and told them to leave me alone. That was a test to their relationship and having that

DARLENE"Wow."Those were the only words that had left Laura's mouth after I had told her everything about the Mckenzie family and how it had affected my marriage with Alexander.She was so quiet that I started to wish that I did not even bring it up. It took a lot, and I mean, more than a lot to bring down the spirit of a girl like Laura, who always saw the positive in everything and was more than enthusiastic at all times."I just can't wrap my head around the fact that he would keep something like that away from me, till after I married him." I told Laura."Would you have married him if you knew before hand?" She asked me.I pondered on the question. It was not the first time that I had been asked something like this before. But usually, I asked it to myself, and one answer always prevailed after repeated rounds of wondering."I don't know," I said, sighed as I came to one realization. "I don't think so.""So, is that a No or a I'm not sure?" She asked me. It was rare to see Laura