"Here, drink it." Belene handed me a glass of water and I accepted it with trembling hands. We had arrived at her house a few moments ago and she was trying her best to calm me down. "I am sure that all of this is just a big misunderstanding." she coaxed softly. "Everything will be fixed soon," she added. I raised my head from where I had shoved it into my palms and locked eyes with Belene. "I could lose my license Belene. My entire life's work was thrown down the drain. Nothing. Nothing will ever be the same." I retorted and got up from the seat. I breathed and felt tears sting my eyes all over again. I felt stupid. How could I have ever thought that he would trust me and choose me over his father? It wasn't him that had the misunderstanding. I was under the misconception that someone like Alexander Moore could trust me. Christine's disappearance made no sense too. She was so happy when I left, we had even made plans. She was so excited about the trip. When she had called with th

"Amber, I just think that—" Belene began, but stopped the moment she saw my glare. I walked past her to take a shower and prepare myself for the storm that was about to take place, the last thing I wanted was to be caught unaware. "Let's at least think about this—" She tried again and that was the moment I snapped. "Whose friend are you?" I spat and raised an eyebrow at her. Since the entire situation began, she had done nothing but support Alex. It was almost like she was his best friend and I was just a nobody to her. "Do you think I deserve everything that has happened, Belene?" I asked in a sharp tone and she shook her head with tear-filled eyes. Although it seemed like I had myself prepared and I knew exactly what I wanted to do; I had no clue. I was just fueled by the anger and frustration that Alexander had put me through. Deep down, even I refused to believe that he would go this far. It would have been one thing if my real name was not written boldly on the document, but

I brushed past Moore and briskly walked down the hall. I bopped heads with someone and stumbled back a bit. I frowned when my eyes locked with brown orbs and long dark hair."What are you doing here?" Marissa spat and glared daggers into my skin."How's that your business?" I shot back and matched her gaze. She was dressed in another skin-tight gown and had her hair loose. It was obvious she didn't care about Christine, she was just there to get her final shot at what would end as a pathetic relationship with Alexander."I could get you arrested right now." She threatened and sucked in a sharp breath. "For what?" I snorted. "Crashing your little party?" I responded in a sarcastic tone. "You just broke a restraining order by being here. So I suggest you leave. Get out of this place and out of our lives! I mean, you have no shame!" She spat and eyed me down. "Am I getting a lecture from My husband's mistress?" I scoffed. "I have to say. you had me there for a minute." I deadpanned an

The atmosphere in the airport had suddenly gotten stale. My eyes filled with tears and I clutched my luggage with my trembling fingers. I wasn't sure why I was so upset about the situation. Maybe was because once again; I felt like I being an obligated and forced to do and be around people who had just hurt me. "I am not part of that family." I deadpanned and a tear rolled down my cheek because it was true. I had gotten carried away. I thought that sharing bonds with people made you family. But I was a fool and I was by the affection that was not even there. I fell in love with the job and now, I was suffering for my mistakes. "Christine is not to blame for the issues you have with Alex though," Lucia said and my face contorted in pain. "I am not going back there! I am not going—going back to a place where I was hurt and treated like crap!" I shot at her. "That family took everything away from me," I informed her and paused. "I didn't even have much, to begin with! So don't you c

“I need you to trust me.” Lucia was pleased when we arrived home. I heard the door close behind me and I turned my attention to the pepper-mint-haired lady in front of me. I sighed. “That story is sad. But it does not justify anything he did to me.” I clarified and walked over to Belene’s mini bar. I sat down on a stool and poured myself a shot of vodka. I could feel Lucia’s eyes on me, yet she did not comment. I swallowed a shot and grimaced “None of this even makes sense anymore,” I confessed. “All I want to do is get out of here and stuff my life far away from this drama” I informed her and downed another glass of vodka. I sighed and walked over to the couch. “I know. But I have a better offer for you. I have a good reason for you to aside the fact that you love Alex.” I wanted to interrupt her and remind her that I did not care about Alexander, but Belene sat down beside us before I could speak. “I have enough evidence,” Lucia said and pulled a file out of nowhere, “To prove t