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CHAPTER 1
Azzaria
“Ugh,” I grumbled as I rolled out of bed. My phone’s notifications chimed relentlessly at 5:45 PM, and I couldn’t help but wonder who the fuck it was.
Grabbing the phone to check, it was an e-mail.
SUBJECT: ACCEPTANCE FOR INTERNSHIP
Acceptance for the internship meant I was one step closer to graduation. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the only undergrad student who found this whole internship requirement a bit absurd, but that was beside the point. I got the internship, and I just needed to get in and get out as fast as possible—piece of cake.
The body of the email simply instructed me to attend an interview tomorrow and bring along a copy of my documents and banking information.
Xander Communications Limited wasn’t my initial choice, but after glancing at the other options on the list, they seemed even more mundane. Sure, it might not align with my dream career, but the prestige of this company was undeniable, and a well-paying “job” was an alluring prospect—two things I desperately needed.
The graduation checklist had been sent out two weeks ago, and the only outstanding items on my list were the final fee payment and the mandatory internship. Both would get sorted out in due time, I hoped so at least.
“Mom, do you have a pencil skirt I could borrow?” I asked.
She furrowed her brows in response. “What on earth do you need a pencil skirt for?”
“I’ve got an internship interview tomorrow, so I need something business-appropriate.”
Her eyes left her favorite TV series and focused on me, pride shining through them. “Go check my drawers for something,” she said with a warm smile. “Congratulations on the internship! I’m incredibly proud of you!” She exclaimed, rising from her seat to give me a comforting and rewarding hug.
A soft smile passed between us, and I made my way to her room.
My mother was my anchor, the one person who had been unwaveringly by my side throughout the years. Her love for me knew no bounds, and I couldn’t help but remind myself that I was pursuing all of this for her. The weight of knowing that my mother had sacrificed everything for my well-being, even if it meant missing out on life herself, was a heavy burden. One day, I was determined to repay her.
“I found this,” I said as I returned to the living room.
She nodded in approval. “Yes, and wear a cardigan over the white shirt. Offices can be chilly.”
She was absolutely right. “What would I do without you, Mom?”
Blowing a kiss my way, she replied, “I love you too, dear.”
I had initially planned to spend the rest of the day with Halley, but she canceled because her boyfriend, Bryce, needed her. So, I stayed in with my mom, had dinner, and turned in early.
The day ahead, would definitely be better than last and that single thought was the only thing keeping me sane.
Dillon
The most pivotal and best decision of my life was the choice to divorce Annalise, a woman standing on the precipice of severe mental instability. It became abundantly clear when I had to make the agonizing decision to admit her to a mental hospital after the tragic loss of our twin daughters, her suspicion of infidelity leading to a devastating outcome. It was an utterly harrowing ordeal, a turning point that profoundly shaped my future.
“You’re to blame for all of this,” Annalise’s anguished accusations pierced the air.
“My fault? I was away on a work trip, trying to provide for us, especially considering you don’t work,” I retorted, my anger palpable.
“You were with her, weren’t you?” Her voice quivered with suspicion.
“No, Annalise, I’m not like you. I don’t cheat on the people I love.”
She was left speechless, unable to acknowledge her own faults. I knew of her unfaithfulness, but after investing in marriage counseling and with her pregnancy, I chose to stay. Tragically, she overdosed, ending the lives of our unborn children, all due to her tormenting thoughts.
“Dill—”
“No, listen to me. I’ve been miserable for the past five years, and you’ve been the source of that misery. I’ll never forgive you for what you did to our unborn children and the torment you’ve caused me. I want you out of my house, or I’ll have you removed,” I declared, tears streaming down my face as I walked away.
