A lot can happen in a day. A woman can move from being single to being married with a blink of an eye.When I woke up my mind was hazy from all the crying that I had forgotten about my fate. It was when I went to the bathroom to look at myself that everything came crashing down like a major asteroid. It has probably been over 30minutes yet I'm still staring at the mirror. I am questioning all my life decisions and trying to figure out when did everything seriously go wrong with me. It's even hard to say who Aria is right now. I've hidden from everyone even myself how I've been struggling with my identity ever since my divorce.Sex before marriage has been one thing I never compromised. Daily I told myself that I wouldn't want my soul to be attached to just anyone because after all half of me will become one with half of his, same to me. However, I didn't sit down and let it drown in until the divorce and I had no choice but to try and forget about Blake. This became a struggle because

"I think we need to buy me a new wedding ring." I sit up straight on the bed, twisting the ring on my finger."Why? I love that one.""But it's the one Steven handpicked. Wearing it always makes me feel terrible.""If it makes you feel any better," Blake places his laptop aside and hugs me from behind, "I actually am the one that did all that.""What do you mean?" I turn to look at him and he has that smile he always has on whenever he has done something cute but feels stupid for it."I actually am the one that chose the ring and got it designed to be written as that.""Blake if this is your way of-""It's not...okay? Aria which is your name means song or melody in Italian. So, to describe the crazy feelings I had that time without letting you know, I wrote my heart beats to your name. But even if we forget the whole Aria meaning thing, my heart still was beating to your name in general." He looks down on his wedding band and starts playing with it. "Steven asked me why I had done some

Ever been disappointed that something didn't happen yet glad that it didn't? It's been more than 4hours and I am still thinking, "why didn't he kiss or touch me?" The first two hours before the 4hours my mind wasn't occupied with Blake because I was having a lovely conversation with Madam Claire but unfortunately she had to leave, one of her son's wife gave birth. But as soon as her and Blake departed the house I kept wondering, isn't he supposed to be executing his seduction plan? So why didn't he use the perfect opportunity to do so?"Mom!" Mirella jumps on me, not only snapping me out of my thoughts but also giving me a mirror."Do I look beautiful?" I ask smiling."Look at yourself." She claps her hands, surely proud of her work."Okay." I take the mirror and oh my I want to laugh at myself.I not only look like a clown but also with a mixture of people of a ghost and a woman that got dumped and hasn't stop crying for a week straight."What do you think?""Uhm, darling you did an u

I realised that yesterday I had zero self-control and I am aiming for that never to happen again. It was my second night in that house and that probably aroused some feelings that I could not ignore. It is all in the past and I have every intention of letting it stay there.Now back to the present, it's been thirty minutes since we've arrived into the courtroom and Mr Jeffrey is currently being the one addressed."Are you being honest that Mr and Mrs Parker-," my body instantly cringes at the last name I am now to bear, "did not have any knowledge about your suspension?""Yes, because of my decline in income I decided to receive the money from Mr Parker without him knowing about my suspension.""Alright. Thank you for your honesty Mr Jeffrey but the matter will be further investigated. With that being said Mrs Aria and Mr Blake, you both are still married to one another-"I turn to look at my mother and Bianca, my hands gripping tightly on my chair, their eyes share more than sympathy.

It is when sun rays invaded my room and with love, hit my skin that I realised how long I have been stuck staring at the ceiling. Blake's words had kept me awake all night. The words rang in my head from the moment I kissed Mirella goodbye as she left with Bianca and her family. That little girl is too excited about her new school with Thompson that she wanted to leave with them, I obviously could have said no but I trust Bianca and how could I have said no to that cute smile and eyes of hers. Those that remind me of her father. Standing up from my “sleeping” position, my hands run in my hair as once again his words occupy my space. For years I've prayed for such, a man willing to pray with his family. And God gave me that man in Blake but we separated, so it mattered but not as much. And now that we're here again...this is awakening something extremely strong. But I can't fall, I won't let myself.I kneel on the bed and put my hands together for a short personal prayer, " Lord, I tha