Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
When I confronted her, she tried playing innocent, but I showed her the recordings of her poisoning me, and she changed her tune. She claimed she was only doing it because she wanted to give our son a perfect home. I'm not sure how her drugging me was going to do that.
I kicked her out right then and there, though she didn’t go quietly. I didn’t want her to take our son, but I’m not sure how that would play with the law, so now I have to wait to see a lawyer and get everything taken care of. At least she’d run to Mom’s place since she didn’t have anywhere else to go, but I didn’t put it past her to try to disappear with the boy.
Once I’ve gotten myself clean, I plan to go for full custody and use everything I have against her. Maybe then I can win Mandy back. Yes, that makes sense. With Deidre out of the picture, I’m sure I can win her back because she loves me; she’s always loved me.
Hadn’t she stayed even after finding out about the baby? That means she still loves me. She would do anything for me; she always has. Yes, once I take care of things here and get my life back on track, I’m going to put all my efforts into finding Amanda. The two of us will raise my son together, and my life can go back to the way it was.
AMANDA
Breathe, Amanda, breathe; you knew there was a good chance that this was his place, and you prepared yourself for that possibility. Yeah, but I didn’t prepare myself for seeing him with a short-sleeved body-fitting tee shirt and cargo pants that were even more indecent than the jeans. What the hell was that thing in front of him, and why does it always seem to be staring me in the face?
My arms felt sweaty, which was not a good thing in the linen knee-length dress I’d chosen to wear because it had no sleeves. My nipples hurt just from watching him, and does he have to stand like that? Even his stance is animalistic, like he’s going to pounce any minute.
Fine, alright, I can put all of that aside for now, but what was all that with his sister? The best I can come up with is that she’d mistaken me for someone else. So why did he rush her out of the room? And why did it look as if she knew me?
There were so many questions, and now I was trying to remember everything about that phone call the other night when she called in the order. I don’t make deliveries, but she’d asked and mentioned the fact that she knew I’d done it before. I guess one of her friends had been at the Silverspoon party, and that’s how she got to taste the cupcakes in the first place.
It was my own curiosity that made me give in in the end. Because they shared the same last name, I was almost certain that they were related, but why I needed to see if I was right is anyone’s guess.
I didn’t cotton on to the fact that she seemed to ask a lot of personal questions, like was I the owner? What time did we close, who closes the store at night, stuff that didn’t seem that important at the time, but from her reaction upon seeing me in person, it seemed as if she was looking for someone in particular and that someone was me.
But what did she mean by it’s her, and how did you find her? Since I didn’t have anything more to go on, there was no way to answer my questions unless I came right out and asked, which I’m not about to do. And here I was, thinking that the beauty of the surroundings was the highlight of the evening.
I’d even snapped a few pictures at the bottom of the driveway because this place looks like something out of a fairytale. If that castle in that fairytale was backed by the majestic Rocky Mountains and sat in a meadow of wildflowers that seemed to blend into the perfectly manicured landscape.
I thought the Silverspoon mansion was grand, but this place even outshines that. I started to think that I was way off. Even with the black card, there’s no way that guy lived in a place like this, so maybe she was a distant cousin or something. It’s not that far-fetched in a small town like this that there would be members of one family spread out all over the place. It’s the kind of place that most people wouldn’t be in a hurry to escape from.
I felt something come over me as I drove the rest of the distance to the house. There was something almost melancholic about the place. Not just the castle but the grounds, the mountains, and the twilight sky blanketed with stars, all of it made something in me feel at peace.