The early morning sun peeped from the horizon, casting its warm yellow shades over the quiet courthouse in downtown States.The lovely couple, Ryan and Anne, could sense the butterflies in their stomachs unwinding as they slowly paced closer to the entrance, hand in hand.Ryan could hardly comprise his exhilaration as today marked a momentous occasion in his life. Having fallen in love with Anne during their university years, he was eager to begin a new chapter with her as husband and wife.The icing on the cake was that they had decided to hold a secret marriage ceremony in a quaint courthouse, adding a touch of mystique to their amorous journey.The air felt electric, surging with the anticipation that enveloped the couple. As Ryan gazed into Anne's eyes that flickered a wondrous azure blue, he was reminded of the endless intensity of their love.Anne's eyes shone just as bright, reflecting the incredible happiness that filled her to the brim.As they exchanged a warm and knowing gl
Ryan stood before the door, his heart pounding, his mind racing at a million miles an hour. In his hand was a folder containing legal documents filled with proof of his secret court wedding with Anne.He knew what was inside that folder could shatter his mother's expectations and was of the heartbreaking consequence if she goes through it. It might forever alter his relationship with his mother.He clenched it tightly, trying to gain strength from its firm, undeniable proof. Today, he was going to confess his secret to his mom —he had married Anne in a court, and was now a happily married wedded man.He wasn't sure how his mother would react; their relationship had always been tumultuous and strained. She had done everything in her power to govern him from a young age, moulding him into her version of ‘the perfect son’. Since he could recall, he had always been trying his best to be the dutiful son to her.However, Ryan had reached the end of his tether —and Anne had proven to be the
Ciara's brown eyes surveyed the familiar building as she cautiously approaches her early life home. The neat, white painted house adorned with wild rises and by creeping up the tall walls had always represented warmth, love, and stability.Yet as she approached the giant gate, Ciara could not help but feel a pang of expedition. Nine months had exceeded since she left home and her brother, Dwayne, with no note or explanation.She had made a course with herself to leave behind the sorrows that enveloped which appeared too tough to, on the quest of finding the root of her parent's strange death, she got tangled up, and it became more complex when she fell in love instead.She never for once, thought about returning home soon or how much hurt her brother might have been for the past months. Her initial thought from the start was coming back home and bringing with her the answer they both has been searching for —however, she was wrong. Things did not turn out as she had hoped it to. Upon
The shrill, drawn out sound of the doorbell echoed all through the lobby as Sheila, the secretary of Ms. Fellers, moved quickly to permit in the various important members of the company. As the assistant to their new boss, Sheila experienced enormous trepidation at the prospect of yet another close encounter with the new female superior. Little did she know the upcoming first board meeting would elicit such an exceptional range of emotions and perception into the enigmatic mind of Ms. Fellers. The furnishings within the prestigious boardroom bore an unspoken and undeniable elegance, a clear reflection of the many successful years and the company has basked under the comforting umbrella of stead fast growth and profitability. An immaculately polished teak table occupied the center of the room, a shining beacon of order and structure amidst an atmosphere cloaked in uncertainty and trepidation. Surrounding the table were plush, Navy-blue seats, each one occupied by a fellow staff memb
It was a Wednesday morning, and the bright morning sun illuminated the streets of the States. Ryan, now ranking among the top three successful businessmen, was known for his precision, had made sure to spend an extra ten minutes preparing for today's work. He'd landed a contract as a new lead supplier of office material for a large trading firm and needed to make a good impression. As he meticulously straightened his tie one more time, his right lingered on the reflection in the hotel room mirror.The businessman admired himself and felt a jolt of exhilaration. Today would be a start of a new chapter in his life, a day filled with a larger budget and even loftier aspirations.Within that same hotel room, also beaming in anticipation, was his new wife, Anne. A true vision of femininity, she bore an image that offered compassion to the Greek goddess.Beneath this pleasant, serene exterior, she held inside her a powerful desire to make her mark in the world. It was this side of her pers
Earlier that same day, it was warm as the sunlight reflects brightly as it shines, adding more beauty to the streets of States. However, it did not last too long as the climate suddenly changed. Soon enough, the supposed warm weather was changed as it rained slightly, the atmosphere suddenly turning cold. On a cold, dreary Wednesday afternoon, heavy with the weight of an impending decision, Ryan sat in the conference room of his office alongside his diligent staff members. He fidgeted continuously, struggling to focus on the words bouncing around the room as his mind was besieged by the echoes of the conversation he had had with his wife, Anne, only a few hours before. Ryan and Anne had weathered many storms over the dozen years they had been together. Through tremendous hardship and joys, they had managed to remain steadfast in their love for each other. “…And, since we now share the same path in life, I believe it only fitting that we share the same name in all aspect including yo
It has been a long and arduous journey for Ryan, whose decision to share his wealth with his wife Anne had not come easy. Earlier that day at work, he had called his lawyer and informed him about his visit soon. “This is so unusual of you, Ryan.” That was the lawyer's reply on the phone. “We haven't met since the past few months, and now you want to out of the blues? What's the matter?” “Don't be too curious, you will find out about it soon" Ryan cited simple before cutting the call abruptly, breathing out slowly. They did vacate the hotel room and for the first time since Anne could remember, she was finally getting to enter Ryan's house again —not as his girlfriend, who was forbidden from anywhere around Ryan, but as his newly wedded bride. As they sat in the dimly lit living room, the amber glow of the fireplace flickering gently on their faces, Ryan felt alive with the comforting warmth of conviction for the first time in months. Within the safe cocoon of their home, a life al
In the affluent neighborhood of North Côté hill, London, the elegant of Victorian architecture stood sting and strictly majestic. Mr. Hampton's office, a well-respected lawyer in his area, was nestled in one of these splendid buildings which spoke volumes about his achievement and polished reputation. Yet, on that day, the serene and quiet atmosphere has been shattered, as Ryan's mother leapt into the room with an air of indignation, her face flushed and her eyes ablaze. She's not the usual mother Mr. Hampton got to know over the years —she looked like a different person, and she wasn't concealing the anger visible on her face either. “Mr Hampton, did you or did you not inform me every single detail of my son's decision?” She blurted out before the lawyer could stand and acknowledged her presence. For a moment, Mr. Hampton seemed to be taken aback by her sudden outburst, before he adjusts his leather bond armchair and calmly replied with an offer instead. “I see you are in no goo