Welcome to book two my Lovelies, Hope you'll enjoy ❤.
I stand on the side with a glass of champagne in my hand, just watching. Everyone seems to be happy and in a good mood, which is more I can say about myself. We’re at the reception of Rowan and Ava’s second wedding, yet I can’t bring myself to be excited. Don’t get me wrong, I am genuinely happy fo
I turn to my brother. I hadn’t even noticed that he was no longer by Ava’s side. I’ve never seen him this happy, well apart from the day Noah was born and the day Iris called him papa for the first time. His smile was blinding and his eyes were shining. He looked and seemed different from the Rowan
I stare at the reports in my hands blankly. This past few weeks have been, to say the least, heavy. In other words, I fucking hated the last couple of weeks, especially because the board kept breathing down my fucking neck. Except for my dad, I wondered if the rest of the fuckers had nothing better
I get out of my car and slowly walk towards the mansion. My hands were trembling and my body was sweaty. I still couldn’t believe that it was done. That I was finally divorced from him. The proof of that was currently in my handbag. I was here to bring the final papers to him and to pick Noah up.
“I need to go, could you please stay with Noah? I don’t know how long I’ll be there” I say absent mindedly as I pick up my handbag. “Sure. I’ll be there as soon as I can get my mother to come baby sit him” Rowan responds but it is drowned by the ringing in my ears. Nothing much registers as I say
I sat on the cold hospital chair breathing in then out. Mother was still sobbing and she couldn’t be consoled. My heart broke for her. I understand it isn’t easy losing the man you love in such an unexpected way. It was still a shock. I expected him to make a full recovery but now he was dead and I
Have you ever felt like your heart has been put in a mincer? That is how I feel right now looking at them. I feel like my heart has been shredded into pieces. If I could take the useless piece of organ and throw it away then I would. Because the pain that was tearing through me was unimaginable. I
Nothing about the day spelled disaster. The sun was shining and everything seemed to be well in place as I drove down the familiar streets. The chapel was fully packed when we arrived. Almost everyone had come to pay their last respects. I surveyed the place and was satisfied to see everything was