Tae_Spiffy02

Family is beautiful, its one of the first thing a new life is accustomed with. The love, the care, the sense of belonging and so much more. And as much as a family is a blessing, it can sometimes become an eternal curse...

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My eyes shot open as they finally rested on the man I was supposed to marry, the last man I would ever consider if I had a choice, the last man I'd rather die than marry.

My boss. Mr Liam Richards.

"Uh Hell no." I said out loud as I tried to walk away from the alter.

"If you leave now then I would consider this as the Hudson family going back on their word and all investments so far will be withdrawn and charges will be pressed towards the company and your family." Liam said.

I watched as he had this oddly satisfying look on his face as if he'd just won some sort of mind game, I looked back to the crowd behind me and within them I saw Patricia scowling at me, Veronica already in tears but worst of all was the glimmer of hope in my father's eyes.

I took a deep breath turning around, I told myself that this was all for my mother and nothing else, I would do for my father this one last favour with my life.

My name is Cyra Hudson Richards and this is the story of how my life was taken from me.

My Husband's Therapist

After speaking to Nancy, Cyra felt her mind was clearer now, it was painfully obvious that there was nothing she could do for Liam, the only thing she could do was to free him of the burden of her feelings.

She stepped into the private elevator to go up to Liam's office but it stopped at the fifth floor. Nobody should be using this elevator, Cyra thought as she waited for the doors to push back and reveal the person using the private elevator.

The doors pulled open to an unkept Liam, his hair looked like he had run his hand through them a million times, his shirt was folded unevenly around his arm with part of it sticking out from his trousers, and his tie hung loosely from his neck as his tired eyes lifted to meet her's.

I Don't Want You At The Wedding