Third Person's Narrative;
Damon is in his office. A grand, white room, scented with clouds of ocean breeze air freshener, and chilled by the running air conditioner.
His office is so big, only his, takes up more than half of the top floor. His assistant's office is next to his and is demarcated by a glass wall and door. Meaning no privacy between the two, what so ever.
Asides these two, about three more offices are on the top floor, but they are only put to use when needed as no one wants to disturb their boss. The founding owner of ' Glams Jewelries ' Damon Hudson. Especially now that he's going through a lot personally.
Damon is in a blue T-shirt, and black pants, staring into town, from one of his office's glass walls. The walls are designed in such a way, that from inside, one has a full view of whatever is outside, but staring from the outside, one only gets their reflection, glaring back.
There's a knock on Damon's door, and he turns around t
Alex's POV; I watch her house closely from my vehicle which I parked not too far from it. The duplex is a moderate apartment. Not looking bad, but also not screaming class. If you ask me, I'd rate its class a five out of ten. A taxi pulls up before the building, and the blonde comes down from the vehicle. "Thank you. "She says to the driver, and I glare at her. Aww, good manners. If only her freaking manners taught her to stay away from married men. I come down from my car, lock it, and begin to march to the blonde across the street who has her back turned to me, as she's trying to open her house's door. "Hello, twerp. "I greet, and she jumps a bit in fright. "What the... "She begins as she turns, but stops when she sees me. I give her a tight smile and get straight to business. "I was told you're overstepping your boundaries, and it's beginning to
Alex's POV;"Alex, what happened? "Sia questions in alarm as she heard me swear."Some moron just bashed my car! "I scream in annoyance as I unbuckle my seat belt."Oh, God... "She mutters before I hang up. She most likely knows I'm going to murder whoever dared to bash my baby.I get down from my car. Boiling over with annoyance, and rush to the ash vehicle, with tinted glasses behind me."Hello, get out here, are you blind!? You just bashed my car! "I scream after knocking on the rolled-up glass, but the person doesn't respond."Get out here now, or I'm calling the cops! "I scream, and I hear a click from inside. The door finally opens, and I step aside, to give the person room to step out.A male comes out, and I glare at him in anger."Look what you did, were your eyes in your butt hole when you were driving!? "I scream, and the man takes off his shades."Alex? "The man questions, and on hearing my name from a stranger
Alex's POV; it's been quite fun working with Amos and catching up on old times. His fashion house is magnificent, and my colleagues are out of this world awesome. From experience to behavior. Right now, I'm in my car with Mrs. Hudson, on our way to the hospital, for her monthly check-up. We used to do this when Damon and I were still together, and even now that we're so close to officially being over, she insisted that we keep the tradition, as one of our mother, daughter moments. "God's not dead! He's surely alive, he's living on the inside, roaring like a lion!! "She sings energetically along with the song playing from the radio, and I laugh at her energy. "You know this song? "I question, and she laughs. "Know it? I love it! "She exclaims, and I laugh louder. "I'm getting older doesn't mean my sense of music has to drop. "She replies, dancing to the music. "True. " I reply, and my phone begins to buzz. I pick it up and see i
Alex's POV; Damon and I make it into the elevator, and we stand in silence as he presses the button that leads to the first floor. "Thank you for calling me. "He suddenly says, and I inhale deeply before looking down at my nails. "No need to thank me. She's your mom. "I reply, and silence once again fills the elevator. "Why are you doing this? "He suddenly questions and my heart vibrates in fear. I had been dreading him asking this question. I didn't want him to. What do I tell him? How do I explain to him why I want our three years old marriage to end? "Say something, Alex. I know you still love me, so why are we putting ourselves through this? Let's end all this and come back together. Be the happy couple we were, and forget all of this ever happened. "He says, and with each word that leaves his mouth, my lungs threaten to fail. He takes a step towards me, and I quickly recline. "I don't love you, Damon. What
Alex's POV; It's the second day after mother's accident. I'm in my living room, working on my newest piece. it's not perfect, as a lot is on my mind, but it's manageable, and I'm almost done. Damon was so close to getting under my skin. I've been made to understand that a woman is more powerful, and has more freedom when she doesn't have the responsibility of family to carry and is single. I can't lie to myself. I still love Damon. I've tried to stop myself, but I can't. I want to make it big and to do that, I need to divert all my energy into my career. I could have asked that we go on a break or something, but only God knows how long it will take me to attain the heights of success I desire, and it will be unfair of me to keep him waiting that long. I just can't do it. I want to be free. I love Damon, but I want to be free. I didn't think about this before getting married, but now that I'm married, and the idea has come, why not go with it.
Alex's POV; "You know, I really think Amos likes you. "Sia says before picking up a red dress and glaring at it scrutinizingly under the bright, white bulbs far above us. "Excuse you? "I question her with raised brows, and a hand on my waist. She takes a look up at me, and back at the dress, before quickly looking back up at me. "What? I know he does. I just don't know if you're being intentionally blind or have become some naive plain Jane. "She replies before dropping the dress back on the pile. "Come on, Sia. Amos is just a friend. He's been since college. "I note. "Yeah, that explains all the sudden kisses on the hands and cheeks, red roses, and trail of every secret admirer thing he ever did back in high school, and up till now. "She replies as we move to a rail of clothes. "He... That could have been his way of being nice. "I reply. Remembering every cute thing Amos has done since our college days. "Yeah, same as that one
I get to the venue Amos's driver brought me to. The Raven's Suit. It's exquisite and has an amazing glow at night. Coming to this place has been part of the to-do list at the back of my mind, but I just keep forgetting or never had time to come. Amos was going to give me a surprise, but I forced the name of the venue out of him, and partially, I'm not happy I did. If I didn't know I was coming here, I won't have told Sia, and she won't have dressed me up like someone going to some fancy gala. I'm in a flowing black dress that shows a lot of skin. It's a low-back dress that is open in such a way my whole back is out, and the coverage begins from the top of my bottom and flows down till my feet are covered. Then it has a slit in front, that starts from my right thigh, all the way down. I'm in gold heels and am with a golden purse. The sleeves of this dress are long though. As if compensating for the missing covering at my back. I thank G
Third Person's Narrative; Damon stares in awe at his wife who's innocently laughing away with another man. He assesses how beautifully she is dressed, and anger with a deadly mix of jealousy begins to brew in his heart. He can't hear what they're discussing, but the fact that another man is making Alex laugh and smile so much is not something that's sitting well with him. The way the man is staring lovingly at Alex, and how nicely Alex chose to dress all for this man, begins to gnaw at Damon. They are chatting, laughing, having drinking competitions, playing fun and simple games, and Damon is boiling on his sit. Ava soon comes back and finds Damon glaring at Alex and Amos, and she smirks in satisfaction as what she wanted to happen, had begun to play out as planned. "Can you believe I still have my prom suit? " Amos questions Alex, and her eyes grow wide as she's drinking from her cup. "No way! "She exclaims, and Amos laughs. "