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Speakeasy 90s-00s DANCE PARTY (March 2024) | March 30th at The Speakeasy, we're going to keep the nostalgia dream alive with all the jams you loved in middle school, high school, college, and beyond!<br /> <br /> As per usual, we will be serving up Adult Capri Suns at the bar, and providing hundreds of glowsticks (plus whatever else we can find) to help light up the room. You just bring your best outfits and scream-singing voice.<br /> <br /> Just because you're an adult now doesn't mean you don't deserve a Spring Break.<br /> <br /> See you then! | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/1456180808644486/ | 158764349884 | 51st street Speakeasy | https://facebook.com/100063713253793 | 10,853 | 1 | 397,266,389,687,141 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | 51st street Speakeasy | 6562898241739 | Speakeasy 90s-00s DANCE PARTY (March 2024) | NONE | event | Just because you're an adult now doesn't mean you don't deserve a Spring Break. Join us at The Speakeasy to keep the nostalgia dream alive with all the jams you loved in middle school/high school/college, including: Nelly, Britney, NSYNC, Will Smith, Mariah, Taylor, Eminem, Christina, Backstreet Boys, Katy, Montell Jordan, Dr. Dre, BEYONCE, Justin, Rihanna, Miley, Lit, Ginuwine, Blink, Ludacris, Usher, Snoop, Lil Jon, Gwen, Fergie, Lil Wayne, Daft Punk, Hanson, Sisqo, Whitney, Jay Z, Pink, Taylor, Shania, Coolio, Kelly, DMX, Aaliyah, Cher, TLC, etc. As per usual, we will be serving up Adult Capri Suns at the bar, and providing hundreds of glowsticks (plus whatever else I can find) to help light up the room. For the first hour of the night we'll be jamming to some of the best music videos from the 2000s and 2010s up on the big screen! Then we'll get real sweaty after that. See you then! | https://www.facebook.com/events/1456180808644486/ | 2024-03-15 20:56 | https://scontent.fdet1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432401568_1000203411674003_2287567900169737244_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rIzsssaALCQAX9Hog37&_nc_ht=scontent.fdet1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDK1_LOAVDofAxu_f6mhdluROfRG8zGtI2YrTV777R8Mw&oe=65FAF47B | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | 51st street Speakeasy | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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These Perfectly Timed Sports Moments Are Sure to Make You Laugh | Get a kick out of these hilarious sports timing moments! | LEARN_MORE | https://parentztalk.com/these-perfectly-timed-spor | 105014708778477 | Halawa Reading | https://facebook.com/100080029796970 | 37 | 1 | 852,501,086,631,498 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Halawa Reading | 120208239205950209 | parentztalk.com | NONE | image | When we think about our favorite pro athlete stars, the words that come to mind are usually inspirational, poised, and professional. But sometimes in sports, no matter how intense the game can get, things arenβt always so graceful and proficient β and these perfectly timed photos are the perfect... | https://parentztalk.com/these-perfectly-timed-sports-md/ | 2024-03-14 14:44 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432570158_1263382204617568_1898398271557899660_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8c7P67gWB4EAX9fgxO1&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AfB7bixJiulajDzEnNMYK2KxD7gi7lqMi8i7_Xe1nFY81A&oe=65FAB291 | person_profile | 0 | Halawa Reading | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432590301_811872664308300_2489302652099299738_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nSNn3s9rVlgAX-fGWQ-&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAkFq3E3GL4MpPGlvXwJi1nWWJhIfWNSNcoOB8mAx4Zkg&oe=65FB0DB0 | 0 | 3 | Halawa Reading | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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When American Humor Leaves Europeans Scratching Their Heads: Posts That Brought a Chuckle to the U.S. But Confounded Europe | When American Humor Leaves Europeans Scratching Their Heads: Posts That Brought a Chuckle to the U.S. But Confounded Europe | LEARN_MORE | https://parentztalk.com/posts-that-gave-americans- | 104238192067446 | Fox'oclock | https://facebook.com/100076064792214 | 2,727 | 1 | 1,153,865,085,982,732 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Fox'oclock | 120206328806360430 | parentztalk.com | NONE | image | Culture shock is a fascinating experience that occurs when one is exposed to the vast differences between countries or continents. Western countries, such as those in Europe and the United States, may seem similar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the differences become apparent. American... | https://parentztalk.com/posts-that-gave-americans-md/ | 2024-03-14 14:34 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/431203324_268108619679327_8955250487051689078_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=edjFIx8BoN0AX-_Snm_&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBvgIxd6vkof7O00X3Msp796g1Njf-CSkpUKAIKQkfo1g&oe=65FC1363 | person_profile | 0 | Fox'oclock | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/431507432_1818234928696514_1789920066879329064_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FD9ZzJQnVpMAX8mgvpp&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAmP_9MBPoO8uDWgOPIDCpdB_J35G4dvsR9o9bznwXeHA&oe=65FBCB01 | 0 | 3 | Fox'oclock | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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Custom Heart Photo LED Night Light | π Personalized Heart Photo LED Night Light π<br /> buy now π <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK113&h=AT0EeI-T56FZJcgCuW_KpIaH3QjvZhbqiXAnBxdRZdGIKXshJekBc7lddmooxDFqv6S1tzNUzu7EZ5JHjdw9CZM1hmM1Ci6L6YIYg-wcvRoOpgK0ZYvsnIIIM5YByJqNL2uTGwY4gE7wsmB_7845tgHT_PLZYVFlVp9PnQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK113</a><br /> <br /> ππ The perfect gift for your friends or family | SHOP_NOW | https://www.wiieo.com/SK113 | 100351039356150 | wiieo.com | https://facebook.com/wiieocom | 146 | 1 | 670,890,958,587,201 | 2024-01-01 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | Shop now | 0 | wiieo.com | 120201670557250166 | wiieo.com | NONE | image | Personalized Heart Photo LED Night Light | https://www.wiieo.com/SK113 | 2023-12-06 01:25 | https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408067110_369336702150966_6511207919943674772_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EuQCdyN61TMAX-2i4Cn&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAQxDBz_97e0VQICodMlppiCFAxcZ_budVmjzIXplwbYQ&oe=65FACBA1 | person_profile | 0 | wiieo.com | https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407154222_624894036316351_6729148205627028917_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZpIDRdefAKcAX-080ZP&_nc_oc=AQkKvaszWTqyTx1_Bkcx1w8NeK1Ahhqo_unfFzXKrvNfb3nXNqY5DIX9VOGHC6vdRnPS9EO7hlPMEXsjcwRt0XLE&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAKPFGX4mMruZjm2n0plpf3hFILej7wLWjO-cIs74mP7g&oe=65FA7BE6 | 0 | 3 | wiieo.com | 0 | 0 | 2023-12-28 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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40+ Iconic Award Show Moments | Here are our top 25 most uncomfortable moments in awards show history | LEARN_MORE | https://watchingtvnow.com/award-show-moments-uncom | 107562341786061 | Dov Stories | https://facebook.com/100077218432992 | 194 | 1 | 2,607,620,889,397,493 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Dov Stories | 120207383436780542 | watchingtvnow.com | NONE | image | Whether it's the Emmys, Golden Globes, People's Choice Awards, Grammys, or Oscars, award shows have created so many memorable moments over the years. Even many years after they air, there are some moments fans still can't stop talking about.From funny to touching to exciting and everything in betwee... | https://watchingtvnow.com/award-show-moments-uncomfy-bt/ | 2024-03-14 15:28 | https://scontent-mia3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/431993192_1352098208785797_2889226047894523244_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NF0M9BaTMG8AX_HqDps&_nc_ht=scontent-mia3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBklNF0hgL_RjBrZsEE03LgDQZmCMe_ZyYlEMcldS301g&oe=65FA8CDB | person_profile | 0 | Dov Stories | https://scontent-mia3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432411949_1085172986039304_4116625290359482001_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rNR5hMbQajEAX8nLswK&_nc_ht=scontent-mia3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBsrnwHcLmW0OAy3Cv0iclrlGOqZqF0XObiCuL14I4nhQ&oe=65FA9EB9 | 0 | 3 | Dov Stories | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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Handymen Post DIY Solutions that Fix Common Home Problems | I'm going to try this now. | LEARN_MORE | https://parentztalk.com/handymen-diy-solutions-md/ | 105825945425760 | Yon Stories | https://facebook.com/100080085079842 | 44 | 1 | 361,335,100,214,647 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Yon Stories | 120209050150140288 | parentztalk.com | NONE | image | Owning a home isnβt easy. It might seem like you just need to buy one and then coast through the rest of your life, but that is sadly not the case. You need to know how to fix all sorts of home problems, and it often seems like expert-level knowledge is needed to tackle even common issues. But tha... | https://parentztalk.com/handymen-diy-solutions-md/ | 2024-03-14 14:45 | https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432423635_1056919932040403_7218228611031383848_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=C_9gOBSBeesAX85wD1o&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBmpZXT4qhrOAW8x4686Bc6d95qIH-C60ibRGeCJgwmcQ&oe=65FA2E68 | person_profile | 0 | Yon Stories | https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/430109040_734402682227123_2771793004224523861_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_x8zYYXez3kAX_gLt5T&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfB25PjIMIAj1iIgXCvaPoM0PD3vyo36s-fOe9jEEVJ2Dw&oe=65FAEFA3 | 0 | 3 | Yon Stories | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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Times People Noticed Instagrammers Used Way Too Much Photo-Editing | Look closer... too much editing. | LEARN_MORE | https://ourfunnylittlesite.com/ig-too-much-photo-e | 105730215458879 | Tiron Stories | https://facebook.com/100081142584520 | 34 | 1 | 784,337,796,548,947 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Tiron Stories | 120206928953540342 | ourfunnylittlesite.com | NONE | image | Forget natural beauty. If youβre going to be showing your face online, make sure it is so highly airbrushed, photoshopped, and edited that it doesnβt actually look like your face at all. Because according to these βinfluencersβ, thatβs whatβs on-trend right now. | https://ourfunnylittlesite.com/ig-too-much-photo-editing-md/ | 2024-03-14 14:48 | https://scontent.fosu2-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432398171_1605442136867644_6232538684320921927_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1Kp8mzKhb3UAX-Y_WPL&_nc_ht=scontent.fosu2-2.fna&oh=00_AfCC119NPjNLS5xlymnaxUiW-OjeCCaoUcmYcg3baIsXww&oe=65FAA187 | person_profile | 0 | Tiron Stories | https://scontent.fosu2-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/431918927_371089405751780_8693485005697525730_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ebrzHdexG4sAX84ADNJ&_nc_ht=scontent.fosu2-2.fna&oh=00_AfD-Yymbe2TFz-mZPJBcY_QkI70utyrZzKE3YaBi7-n34g&oe=65FB13D8 | 0 | 3 | Tiron Stories | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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Custom Photo Floral Night Light | π Personalized Photo Floral Night Light π<br /> buy now π <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK232&h=AT3-ReOuLQ8YAwPCgnQCH1s72yWjvGogEFQEFKHqozX1KDjKclMwQIwZSlBlSDELNBLWb3iWu6y6SQE-24KV-7hd-M_E3GE8FIoR2ZYpMoewx7Z6NSKW87K1NCrIYVVc17RiLrGTltUtCPoFv6tqrX8Ae4NcLNyoHSRhp3HScuc" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK232</a><br /> <br /> ππ The perfect gift for your friends or family | SHOP_NOW | https://www.jacacas.com/SK232 | 105145992238003 | jacacas.com | https://facebook.com/jacacascom | 38 | 0 | 0 | 2024-01-02 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | Shop now | 0 | jacacas.com | 120201470944250773 | jacacas.com | NONE | image | Personalized Photo Floral Night Light | https://www.jacacas.com/SK232 | 2023-12-09 02:07 | https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408187334_1153284729180242_5524837195381075472_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-RDevnbTYXsAX-S4tDk&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA47UMk4R-_E2GXHza5O57Z1z0PwbtI3oW4w5FrujG_pw&oe=65FB2031 | person_profile | 0 | jacacas.com | https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409548669_315125821444203_1133179392909819100_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=q0vOLq4Q62AAX_sjqMi&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfB3bmeVjgUmvVdNRmRaOGZrVCjNGQ7RLEaDInA-HweoKA&oe=65FABFCF | 0 | 3 | jacacas.com | 0 | 0 | 2023-12-27 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-03-16 19:15 | active | 267 | 0 | 965463841978696 | Life is Short pod π§ | Life is Short, so spend it with Justin Long as he ponders life with friends like Kelly Ripa, Malcolm Gladwell, & more. | LISTEN_NOW | https://link.chtbl.com/life_is_short_with_justin_l | 154118711626447 | Wondery | https://facebook.com/WonderyMedia | 163,552 | 0 | 1,054,621,345,612,060 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Listen now | 0 | Wondery | 120207318555090355 | link.chtbl.com | NONE | video | https://link.chtbl.com/life_is_short_with_justin_long?sid=Instagram-Trailer-Guests | 2024-03-15 00:59 | https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432462050_280471111753560_676756461432164567_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QupY2fHnYbUAX9gwX9f&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBnotdxivRwTfLAVPXdxmihoHGGYySXjGlpuRuUZqkW2g&oe=65FAC79D | person_profile | 0 | Wondery | https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432398021_382157634745034_2733636230692753912_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yK75BwamfXQAX_agiba&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAiO9QqpZII8BAF-60cP2yFuHA4kY4ngs9dT3piD3ridA&oe=65FAA7D3 | 0 | 3 | Wondery | 0 | 0 | 2024-03-15 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-03-16 19:14 | active | 268 | 0 | 7438147319582014 | πClick to Read more aboutπThe Art Of Revengeπ | β€οΈβπ₯β€οΈβπ₯She was plotted and divorced by her husband and his mistress, who took her everything. They considered her a useless housewife, without knowing that the most powerful billionaire was on her side.<br /> ------------------------------------------------------------------<br /> As the judge gave out the final divorce judgment, I kept squirming and pulling on my sweater. My mind went completely blank. I already knew the outcome at the back of my mind. <br /> <br /> While I was idle, foolish, and stupid in love, he planned it all out, calculated it, waited, and struck.<br /> <br /> I turned my head and glanced at the man who was expecting the same outcome, noticing his mouth curve into a smile. He turned to face the back of the room forcing me to shift my eyes to match his.<br /> <br /> She was in the rear seat, dressed in a yellow dress, a white bonnet, and wearing her customary fine jewelry. She returned my attention with a sarcastic smile. I could see that her ostentatious appearance was a product of my wealth, my birthright.<br /> <br /> He spent it all on her: her hair, her jewelry, her nails, her pedicure, manicure, and even her shoes, everything down to her pant.<br /> <br /> βHey, Miss Nash?β My lawyer called my name, βMiss Nash,β but I ignored him. The judge had scarcely read out the verdict for two seconds when the moron began addressing me by my maiden name.<br /> <br /> I couldn't take my eyes away from the other woman, who couldn't even wait for him in the parking lot or at their villa. The villa which they both shared and was purchased with my money, my birthright money.<br /> <br /> Everything they possessed was mine, and the court just ruled on the company and handed it to them because I was so foolish as to sign on every piece of paper he placed in front of me. In front of him, I used to behave like a naive sixteen-year-old who got proposed to for the first time. I had no idea he was methodically robbing me of everything that I owned.<br /> <br /> When I looked around, I observed that everyone was up on their feet. I followed suit and rose from my drenched seat as a result of my incessant sweating.<br /> <br /> He moved up to her without shame and they kissed passionately for the entire world to watch. They were giving out indications that they didn't have anything to hide, that they hadn't done anything wrong. Most importantly, it was a calculated attempt to offend me and make me shed more tears.<br /> <br /> My lawyer spoke up again, but I ignored him and went to stare at my now-ex-husband. Yes, you've heard the scenario before: the husband dumps his boring wife for a more attractive woman. Well sorry to blow your bubble, mine was different.<br /> <br /> It started four years ago when Biotech company, a company owned by Josh Nelson, that's the man who just divorced me and left me with nothing. His company was on the verge of bankruptcy when his father, my late Father's best friend, came up with a proposal. And together with my father, they decided to merge their companies.<br /> <br /> My father's company was INc biotech and it had just invented a new gadget that was making billions and saving lives.<br /> <br /> My father, being a good guy, approved of the union, which was cemented with the marriage of their children, which was me and Josh. I was ecstatic about the wedding because I'd always had a thing for Josh. It was as if a fantasy had come true.<br /> <br /> And, as the only child of my father, the business was already in my name. To cut a long tale short, we married, and everything was OK until my father died two years ago. That's when I met Josh Nelson, the animal.<br /> <br /> I stared at the lovely cheating couple as they left the courtroom.<br /> βMiss Nash! Thalia Nash!β When the lawyer called again, I eventually turned around and stared at him through tears. <br /> Because he felt terrible for me, his eyes could not even establish eye contact. All of the lawyers had turned down my case because my signature was all over the place, but Derrick only accepted it because he was the husband of one of my high school classmates.<br /> <br /> He had already told me that the chances were stacked against me, but that he would do everything he could to get me something or establish that Josh had duped me into signing Everything.<br /> <br /> βI'm sorry, Thalia, but we can still appeal this judgment,β he said quietly.<br /> I wiped away my tears and thanked him profusely. He nodded and attempted to speak, but I hurriedly grabbed my handbag. turned, and began walking out of the courtroom.<br /> <br /> I ran into Melissa, Derrick's wife, at the exit door and she hugged me. βI'm very sorry,β she said, βif you need anything or a place to stay, please don't hesitate to ask me,β but I just nodded and walked away.<br /> <br /> I didn't want to trouble her anymore because she had already done so much for me. I entered the ladies' restroom and stared at the helpless figure in the mirror. The biggest knucklehead, the scumbag who was tossed into the trash.<br /> <br /> When a woman entered, I went down and pretended to wash my face, which allowed me to cry even more as I continued to pour water on my face. My sweater was completely saturated by the time I came to a halt. I sneered at my idiocy and insignificance.<br /> <br /> My father had given me the sweater I was wearing as a birthday present when I was about sixteen years old, but with all the money he left me, I couldn't even buy myself a new sweater because Josh had complete control over all of my finances, and it never occurred to me that he had never bought me anything until then.<br /> <br /> To be honest, I never asked him to take me shopping, nor did I ever want to go shopping. I was the ideal housewife, focused on making sure he ate home-cooked meals and getting pregnant for him, etc.<br /> <br /> Yes, you read that correctly: I was the owner of a multibillion-dollar corporation in which I had no knowledge and had no interest. Josh Nelson was the center of my universe, and he was the only thing that mattered to me, yet he betrayed me.<br /> <br /> Chapter 2<br /> I finally got myself together and exited the restroom. Because of the wet pink sweater I was wearing, which was virtually pouring, I could sense eyes hovering over me. 'Why wasn't it black in color?' I cursed myself.<br /> <br /> When I turned the corner, Josh and his skank were chatting to their lawyer. They came to a halt and peered at me as soon as they saw me.<br /> <br /> βOh, my God! Did she just pour water on herself?β Jessica the skank yelled, causing everyone around to look at me.<br /> <br /> Josh kept his palm on his mouth as if he was about to laugh, but restrained himself. A voice in my head told me to get away, but as I tried to move, my feet went numb, compelling me to stare at the floor.<br /> <br /> Josh said out loud, "Sweetheart, we don't have time for this; remember, we have a wedding to plan." My heart skipped out of nowhere, and I was on the verge of passing out. For the sake of balance, I moved near the wall.<br /> <br /> I had no idea why he despised me so much, or why he relished the opportunity to see me cry. He betrayed me even though I was a perfect wife who gave him everything: my heart, my soul, and my fortune.<br /> <br /> Heavy hands pressed against my back, forcing me to turn behind me, and I found my lawyer, who said, βThalia, you should go home.β<br /> <br /> As a tear streamed down my cheek, I ignored him and turned my attention towards Josh, who was smirking. To spite me, he strolled over to his skank and grabbed her face, kissing her passionately.<br /> <br /> Derick roared at him, "Have a soul," and dragged me away.<br /> βWhat happened, Thalia, and why are you wet?β He inquired.<br /> I stammered, βIt... it....was an accident.β<br /> <br /> He suggested, "Thalia, come with us; you are welcome to stay at our house till you get up on your feet."<br /> <br /> Before I could reply Melissa cradled me and exclaimed, "Ooooh my God, Thalia." She handed me her coat and said, "Here, take that." I took it and thanked her without hesitation. They were nothing but kind to me.<br /> <br /> And I'd had enough of them; it wasn't right for me to continue receiving charity from them. I wasn't even in contact with Melissa after graduating from high school, I hadn't seen her in years. However, when the Angel ran into me at the courts, I was in tears, as I always was.<br /> <br /> I didn't have a lawyer or any money, but she assured me that her husband would take my case on a pro gratis basis.<br /> "Are you with us, Thalia?" Melissa initiated the conversation.<br /> βThank you guys for everything you've done for me, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you,β I remarked quietly.<br /> <br /> βNo, no, where are you going?β Melissa said, "You're coming with us."<br /> βPlease, you people have already done so much for me,β I said as tears streamed down my face. βI have a penthouse up north, and I'm going to stay there for a while!β I lied.<br /> <br /> Derick gave me a strange look, he was my lawyer and knew everything about the properties Josh and I owned, or should I say Josh owned. I had signed everything over to him, like the moron that I was.<br /> <br /> βIt is my friends', she wants someone to look after the penthouse while she is out of the country,β I lied once more, having transformed into a habitual liar in just days.<br /> <br /> βThat's fantastic news,β Melissa said, turning to her husband and suggesting, βDerick, we can drop her off,β but I denied their offer.<br /> <br /> With their sympathy, the two were starting to irritate me. I knew they meant well but their generosity was beginning to suffocate me.<br /> I finally got them off my back after lying to their faces for what seemed like an eternity and boarded a taxi.<br /> The taxi driver said, "Where to ma'am?"<br /> <br /> βJust keep driving east,β I said as tears streamed down my face. He drove for an hour before stopping and saying, "Ma'am, you need to give me at least an address, I've been going in circles."<br /> β12 Street Avenue, Pineville,β I said, my voice mournful. After a few minutes, he came to a halt on the street and inquired about the fare. I looked through my bag and couldn't find a single cent.<br /> <br /> I anxiously scanned my bag over and over again but there was nothing there, not even a coin. I wanted to get away from Melissa and Derrick so badly that I forgot that I had no coin to my name. The driver nodded as he looked in the rearview mirror.<br /> βIt's all right, ma'am; the ride is on me,β he said.<br /> <br /> βI'm so sorry, I thought I had some money on me,β I apologized as I went on with my embarrassing search. βMy life is so sad,' I reflected.<br /> He snarled at me, βI said I'd cover it, just get out of my cab.β<br /> His yelling brought up memories of Josh's verbal abuse, and tears began to fall down my face, flowing down my cheeks.<br /> <br /> βHey lady! I said the ride is free,β he stated in a low tone.<br /> βI'm so sorry, I'm sorry, thank you,β I cried out and got out of the cab as he stared at me weirdly. I practically ran to my house, Ooh sorry, I meant the house that belonged to my ex-husband.<br /> <br /> I was sure he was not going to be using the house with his skank.<br /> I noticed a plastic bag by the door as I walked up to it, but I ignored it and tried to open the door, which was locked. I twisted the knob repeatedly, but it remained stuck.<br /> <br /> I took my keys from my bag and attempted to open it, but the keys did not match. Then it occurred to me that he had changed all the doorknobs and locks. He couldn't possibly be so stupid!! when he was aware that I was stranded? At least he could have been human enough and given me some days or hours to pack out.<br /> <br /> I turned hopelessly and held my head, I glanced inside the plastic bag and to my shock, it contained my belongings. Like some animal, everything was packed in a disposable plastic bag.<br /> <br /> My stomach flipped as I realized the level he had reduced me to, a homeless idiot, without a home, money, or car. What did I ever do to him for him to hate me so much?.<br /> <br /> He was most likely arranging their wedding as she was in his arms but I needed to talk to him even if it meant begging like a fool.<br /> <br /> I took out my phone and attempted to call him, hoping that if I pleaded hard enough, he would agree to let me stay for several days until I found a job, but I was unable to do so, he blacklisted me.<br /> <br /> I knelt again, but this time there were no tears; perhaps my tear duct had dried up or something. I could hear my neighbors talking amongst themselves, but I ignored them since I assumed they were laughing at me.<br /> <br /> I'm not sure how much time passed, but I just sat there, despondent and alone, with no money, family, or friends.<br /> <br /> I stood up, picked up the plastic, and started walking, I had no destination but I just told myself to keep walking. I was fatigued, blank but I kept walking for hours and had no idea where I was going.<br /> <br /> Some cars came to a halt and inquired if I needed a ride, but I declined and continued walking. My feet were hurting, but I persisted in walking until the sun was over me. My existence had no significance for me; I had nothing, and no one, to live for.<br /> <br /> No one would notice if I died, and no one would mourn my death. That was the pitiful state of my existence. The word pathetic kept repeating itself in my thoughts as I kept insulting myself.<br /> <br /> I came to a halt and looked around, realizing that I was on a highway surrounded by pine trees. I simply wanted animals to appear out of nowhere and eat the shit out of me without a trace.<br /> <br /> Or a car to slam into me and put an end to my miserable existence. But to my disappointment, there was no car in sight. I crossed over and heard water, implying that a river was nearby.<br /> <br /> I followed the sound till I came across a bridge, which I dashed to. It was a bit of a climb, but I made it.<br /> <br /> Yes, I had finally made up my mind of where I wanted to terminate my worthless life. What was there to live for in the first place? I proceeded carefully along the bridge, my hands on the top rails.<br /> <br /> It appeared to be old, and I could feel it swaying and rusty, but I needed to get to the middle of the bridge because rivers were normally deep in the center, at least that was what I thought.<br /> <br /> I didn't want anyone to ever come upon my stupid body. I wanted the river to carry it as far as it ran and if I was lucky alligators would make a meal out of it.<br /> <br /> I was so focused on the river below that when my fingertips brushed against what felt like human skin, I shrieked and nearly fell over, but strong arms caught me. The bridge rocked for a few minutes as I clutched my arms in terror.<br /> It came to a halt, and I raised my eyes to see lovely grey eyes on a very handsome pale face with extremely dry lips staring back at me.<br /> <br /> Chapter 3<br /> Brandon's POV<br /> "Cancel the Shareholders' Meeting today."<br /> <br /> "W-wait boss, you--"<br /> "Don't let them find me."<br /> "Master!"<br /> <br /> Leaving these words, I dismissed all my bodyguards, and hung up on my PA who's gonna shout.<br /> <br /> I felt the bridge sway but ignored it because I was focused on the water, assessing how far it was from the bridge to the river below. However, the swaying continued, and I realized I wasn't alone.<br /> <br /> I shifted my gaze to my left and that's when I noticed something unsightly; her gaze was fixated on the river below too. She was dressed in a strange-looking sweater, similar to those worn by grandmothers. A hideous outfit and strange brown shoes hidden beneath it. My heart began racing because she was clutching a rubbish bag.<br /> <br /> I could only assume she was from having an abortion and was seeking a spot to bury the baby's remains. I was speechless as I clutched the railings and peered at her. She kept creeping closer to me, much to my amazement, but she had no idea that she wasn't alone on the bridge.<br /> <br /> The bridge shook with each movement she made, and I was confident it couldn't support both of our weights, but I just stared at her. She finally got to where I was and brushed her frigid palm on my fingers, causing her to scream in terror.<br /> She was a scary catty for someone who had just climbed an old bridge. She was so afraid that she nearly fell over, but I caught her and she grasped my arms and the bridge began to swing back and forth.<br /> <br /> I was certain it was my end but the shaking stopped and there was calm for what seemed like an eternity. I felt my veins pop as she clutched me so firmly, not like I was exaggerating, but I felt them snap, and then there came the terrible scent from her hair.<br /> <br /> The woman not only had a bad sense of style but she had a terrible choice of hair shampoo or she just never washed her hair at all.<br /> <br /> She finally let go and looked up at me; she wasn't ugly, and she had a good pair of brown eyes, but they were swollen like she had been crying for days or even weeks. Her awful hair made me sneeze, and all my spit ended up on her face.<br /> I do not mean the usual spit but the one that contained dark slimy blood, with some greens and grains of my lunch. For someone who was going to commit suicide, I should have gone easy on my lunch.<br /> <br /> It was embarrassing but she shut her eyes for a moment before opening them again. To be honest, she really had a beautiful set of eyes. I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to react, but all she did was stare at me with sad eyes.<br /> I knew I was supposed to apologize, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't say bless you, so we just stared at each other awkwardly.<br /> <br /> She snapped out of the stare, moved a little, and motioned for me to pass behind her, but I remained stationary. βYou can pass behind me, there is enough space,β she said without looking at me.<br /> <br /> βWho said I was going anywhere?β I responded in a cold tone and drew my cowl over my face as she peered up at me, forcing me to look away. I wasn't the type to enjoy folks staring at me and feeling sorry for me.<br /> <br /> There was a time when I loved it when people, especially chicks stared at my handsome face. I loved the attention and drooling but all that changed. My face was nothing but a pile of grey pale sadness.<br /> βYou pass behind and go your way.β I requested her.<br /> <br /> "Who said I was passing?" She retorted, forcing me to stare at her pissed, even though I had no idea who she was but she began irritating me.<br /> <br /> βExcuse me ma'am, but you found me here, therefore I recommend you find another bridge to toss whatever is in your plastic,β I said firmly.<br /> <br /> She gazed down at the plastic in her palms before raising her eyes to mine. Suddenly, tears streamed down her cheeks like a waterfall as if I'd said something insulting, I told myself, "This is fantastic."<br /> <br /> βFine, chuck it, but next time go to the baby graveyard instead of risking your life here.β I scoffed.<br /> <br /> "You fool, these are my clothes!" She yelled out and suddenly hit me hard with the bag.<br /> <br /> Pain crept into me as I severly coughed, causing the bridge to sway back and forth. My chest felt heavy and painful this time, so I coughed loudly, covered my mouth, and dark clots came out. She drew nearer to me and took my hand in hers. I was certain the bridge would collapse, but after a few minutes, it came to a halt.<br /> <br /> Her gaze falled on my hand. "I'm so sorry I hit you; you're sick, aren't you?" She inquired as if she hadn't noticed before.<br /> I yelled at her, "Get off of me!"<br /> "No, you--"<br /> <br /> I wiped my mouth, stared into her eyes and said, "Would you please get off MY bridge?"<br /> βYou get off!β she laughed, it was amusing to see a crying face laughing. βYou are supposed to be in the hospital, Ain't you? What are you doing here?β she inquired.<br /> <br /> βNo, I'm supposed to be in the river which is none of your business; why are you here?β I inquired of her.<br /> βIt's none of your business,β she said.<br /> <br /> We just stood there in silence again until it clicked, and we both looked at each other and realized what was happening.<br /> βSeriously, you couldn't pick a different day?β I sighed anxiously and became enraged.<br /> <br /> βI'm sorry, maybe you should have sent me an email when you planned to commit suicide!β I could see she was annoyed as well.<br /> βFind another bridge, this one belongs to me!β She gave me an order. The woman was definitely a stick.<br /> <br /> I warned her, βYou found me here first, so you find another bridge.β In this country, a billionaire can't even die in peace. Ridiculous!<br /> She groaned and peered down below as if determining how far down it was.<br /> βHey!β I immediately snatched her by the sweater. She was not going to out-jump me.<br /> <br /> βYou're not jumping first,β I said, coughing. βYour stupid body will probably get stuck on a rock, blocking my body, and when they find us, they'll probably think we were lovers who committed suicide together.β<br /> She raised her eyes to me and gave me a strange expression.<br /> She said, "I wouldn't date you." Hurting my ego in some way. I was always used to girls falling for me.<br /> <br /> βWhy? Is it because I'm ill?β I scoffed.<br /> βNo, because I don't know you,β she said, her eyes welling up with tears. βAll right, you jump first, and I'll follow close behind. She replied, "I'm sure your lovely figure will slide over the rocks," trying to change the subject.<br /> βWhat exactly did you mean when you said you wouldn't date me?β I inquired, my voice solemn.<br /> <br /> βWhy should it matter when you're about to kill yourself?β She defended herself, saying, "You don't know me and you wouldn't probably date me."<br /> I said, "I wouldn't invite you out since you have a poor sense of dressing. Now tell me, why wouldn't you want to date me?β<br /> <br /> βI wouldn't date you because you look......sick,β she replied, looking away from top to bottom and staring back at me furiously.<br /> <br /> I was speechless and just chuckled but pretended to say, "Thank you for being honest; at the very least, you are the first honest person I have ever encountered in this miserable existence," as I gazed down at the water, which was much higher than I expected.<br /> <br /> She apologized, saying, "Thank you for being honest about my clothes; I did not mean what I said."<br /> βLearn to stand up to your own words,β I advised. βI believe you can jump first, and I will follow you,β I added.<br /> <br /> βWait a minute, because I said I wasn't interested in dating you, you now want me to jump first?β Her eyebrows creased.<br /> <br /> Chapter 4<br /> Thalia's Pov<br /> <br /> "No, just want to see how deep down it is.β <br /> He chuckled, but definitely not in a friendly way I could say!<br /> <br /> I was stunned and had no idea why. But I was so confident when responding to the man in front of me. I never stood up for myself before, maybe it was because I was going to end my life. He, on the other hand, was acting as if he owned the silly bridge. His cockiness was starting to grate on my nerves.<br /> <br /> βTwo minutes ago you stated that my body would get in your way, so you jump first,β I reasoned.<br /> Or maybe it was because he was sick and weak, and I had always been the weak one in my life and it was very easy for people to pick on me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly, he started coughing violently, causing the bridge to move forward and backward. He closed his mouth, and the dark clots splattered all over him and my face once more.<br /> <br /> He appeared to be ill with an infectious illness. Or perhaps a lethal infection which he got by from a biological weapon. But who cared if he infected me; I was ready to die anyway, but I was intrigued.<br /> <br /> βWhat disease do you have?β I asked without giving it much thought.<br /> βNone of your business!β he spat, causing more clots to land all over my face. He simply glanced aside without apologizing. I was curious as to who had reared him, as he lacked both manners and shame.<br /> <br /> He was without a doubt the rudest person I've ever met. The spitting was followed by utter quiet as a group of birds soared on top of us. The sound of birds mingled with the sound of the water below us. It was lovely and refreshing, and it would have been ideal if the haughty jerk next to me hadn't been there.<br /> We were both cowards deep down. We bot<br /> h planned to commit suicide, but no one was willing to take the initial step.<br /> I sighed as I knelt and took a seat; the sun was setting and it was joining to be nightfall. When I looked up at him, I noticed he was still staring down at the water.<br /> <br /> βPerhaps we could wait until dusk so the height wouldn't be so intimidating,β I proposed but received no reaction.<br /> <br /> The cold wind began to breeze through as I ignored him and gripped my knees. What a stupid coincidence, the shithead decided to end his life on the same day I did, and he couldn't even use another bridge.<br /> <br /> He knelt and sat next to me, much to my astonishment, but remained silent. We sat and watched the sunset, which was strange because none of us dared to jump.<br /> <br /> To my amazement, he responded, "It's beautiful." Finally, rather than rudeness or mucus, he said something kind. I cocked my head to look at him, but he swiftly shifted his gaze away. He did that a lot, avoiding eye contact. He was probably the shy rude type, I thought to myself.<br /> <br /> βMy name is Thalia,β I blunderingly introduced myself.<br /> He said coldly, "Knowing your name is not necessary."<br /> βI'm sorry,β I said, and he cringed with contempt. We were back to square one, or perhaps he had a personality condition.<br /> <br /> There was silence once more, followed by a loud rumble from my idiot stomach. He returned my stare, and despite the fact that his face was completely hidden, I could tell he was mocking me. I hadn't eaten in two days and had to cover my face since the noise was so loud and embarrassing.<br /> He stated, "Here."<br /> <br /> When I looked up I noticed he was clutching a chocolate bar.<br /> βWere you planning to kill yourself with a chocolate bar in your pocket?β I inquired, chuckling.<br /> <br /> He responded, "I assumed you'd be concerned about the hygiene in my hand?"<br /> I winced and grabbed it; at the very least, it was wrapped.<br /> He questioned, "Why didn't you use poison?"<br /> <br /> βExcuse me?β I responded.<br /> βWhen women decide to commit suicide, they frequently employ poison. β97% of women would use poison or pesticide,β he said.<br /> <br /> I was silent for a moment as I chewed on the chocolate bar. To be honest, I didn't know what to say. βI don't know, I was walking by and heard the sound of water, so I came up here,β I said as I ate the chocolate. I couldn't remember when I had chocolate last.<br /> <br /> He chuckled and was on the verge of laughing, but he held himself back. His face evident with shock, he asked, "You walked all the way here?"<br /> I answered, "Yes."<br /> <br /> I could see he wanted to say something but couldn't or he was debating it in his head. He murmured something and coughed. βPardon?β I asked. But he remained silent, and I gradually came to understand him; he wasn't a blabbermouth.<br /> <br /> But, because I was in the mood to converse, I said something even though I knew he wouldn't respond.<br /> <br /> βI wanted to run in front of a moving car at first, but there were no cars on the highway...imagine the odds?β I said, but all he did was raise his eyes. His hoodie obscured the majority of his face, making it impossible to make it out. He then spoke after a little pause.<br /> <br /> βI was driving, and I'm parked down there. I was about to hit a tree but then I realized that if I survived, I'd probably become paralyzed or brain-damaged, and I'd just end up in a hospital again,β he raged.<br /> "I despise the stench of that place,β he added.<br /> <br /> I giggled as if he'd said something amusing, which made him look at me.<br /> I retorted, "You should have just snatched the pill tray and overdosed yourself."<br /> He said, "The other guy who did it recently ended up in a coma."<br /> βSo you've been considering killing yourself for days?β I inquired.<br /> <br /> It's kind of weird to ask this, depending on his handsome look and upper-class dressing. I could figure out the designer who made his bracelet as there were only three in this world, and one used to be mine. My father gave it to me, but now it belonged to Jessica.<br /> <br /> βAbout a year,β he replied. βBut on the day I finally had the balls, some chick with a terrible sense of fashion and stinky hair decided to utilize the same bridge.β<br /> <br /> I was so taken aback by his response that my jaw just hung open. I snatched a strand of my hair and smelled it; yeah, he was right; it smelled awful, and I couldn't recall the last time I washed it.<br /> <br /> But then I remembered that he said βyear." I couldn't comprehend what sort of hell he was experiencing to be contemplating suicide for nearly a year.<br /> "If I had your life, I wouldn't be up here,β he said casually,<br /> He was starting to get on my nerves, so I chuckled. βWell, if I had your stupid life, I wouldn't be up here.β<br /> <br /> "Be careful what you wish for," he warned me.<br /> βDo you know anything about me? How do you know that?" I sobbed and moved a few millimeters away from him.<br /> <br /> βAlright let's make a deal, the one with the saddest story gets to jump second,β he suggested.<br /> <br /> I turned and glanced at him in surprise, he did not look away like he was doing before. Instead, he returned my stare. To be honest, he was good-looking. I could have been staring at Henry Cavill's younger brother if he hadn't been afflicted with the illness that had turned his skin grey.<br /> <br /> He was even more surprised when he asked, βIs it a deal, Thalia?β<br /> βDidn't you say knowing my name was not necessary?β I asked, my brow furrowed. βAnd I'm not going to tell you anything about myself because I don't know your name!β I went on to say.<br /> <br /> He chuckled and averted his gaze when he realized I was staring at him. βMy name is Brandon,β he replied simply and deliberately didn't mention his surname.<br /> <br /> βWhy would the person with the saddest story jump last?β I enquired.<br /> βWell they will get the guts to jump if the idiot with a less sad story jumped first, why shouldn't they,β he replied without making any sense.<br /> βSo Thalia, what's your horror story? Ladies first,β he added.<br /> <br /> Chapter 5<br /> Thalia's Pov<br /> <br /> I swallowed and cleared my throat, unsure where to begin. Deep down, I didn't want to reveal or expose myself to the stranger next to me. But then I realized I was going to die, and he was going to die as well.<br /> <br /> Only those in court heard my story, and I saw their cheeks light up as they laughed at me for my folly. It wasn't going to make any difference if one more person laughed. It would, at the very least, serve as a diversion.<br /> <br /> Plus, the divorce was going to be on every front page in the morning for the whole world to laugh.<br /> <br /> My useless existence was so twisted up that it was difficult to know where to begin. I swallowed my saliva and said.<br /> <br /> βAlright, my name is Thalia Nash, and I am the world's most foolish and useless lady," I said, to which he stared and smiled. I could tell he was hitting since he was already aware of it.<br /> <br /> I swallowed my pride and proceeded. At the age of 21, I graduated from Harvard University with honors in biomedical engineering and research. I was a genius, and education took precedence in my life.<br /> <br /> My father was an engineer as well, and the proprietor of a medical invention firm that created devices and equipment that made life easier for hospitals all over the world.<br /> <br /> He was preparing me for the takeover, and I was a proud daughter ready to make my father pleased. I didn't have any friends, therefore books were my closest companions. You could argue I lost out on some of that human socializing, fun, and getting to know people.<br /> <br /> Josh Nelson and I met when I was ten years old. His father and my father had been great friends for a long time. His father also ran a large Biotech equipment company, and the two families would gather together for holidays.<br /> <br /> I always had a crush on Josh since I was a child. Despite the fact that he never expressed interest in me, I was certain he was aware of my feelings for him. He was the type of guy who was into the popular expensive girls, so I knew he'd never be mine because I was the bashful, naive, neophyte that I was.<br /> <br /> But as we grew older, I always looked forward to the family holidays and dinners that the two families would enjoy since they allowed me to spend time with him.<br /> Then something miraculous happened, or rather, what I fought was miraculous. Josh's father's business went bankrupt, and in order to rescue it, my father agreed to merge his company with theirs.<br /> <br /> They changed paperwork and merged them, and Josh's father proposed marriage to seal the deal. A contract like that would allow us to pass the company along to our children.<br /> <br /> My father's company already had a clause in place that stated that no one could acquire it and that it would be passed down through the generations.<br /> I never forgot the happy tears that welled up in my eyes as my father entered my room and informed me of the proposal.<br /> <br /> My mind came to a halt, and I consented without hesitation. The date had been planned, and everything seemed to be going according to plan; fate had provided me with the man I had been lusting after for years.<br /> I only wanted to make him the happiest man on the planet. I made the decision to be a stay-at-home mom.<br /> <br /> Yes, I packed all of my degrees and doctorates; nevertheless, love was more essential to me; it was something that had been missing in my life for a long time.<br /> <br /> My father and I were often in labs or studying, despite the fact that we grew up in a rich family. But when I was with Josh, I felt complete, and all the science and papers seemed pointless.<br /> <br /> The initial years were rosy, or so I was led to believe. But when my father's health began to deteriorate, he agreed to delegate his responsibilities to me, but before I could sign, Josh recommended that we invest the company's power in our future children.<br /> <br /> The prospect of him and I having a child together piqued my interest, so I agreed and he forced me to sign a slew of paperwork that I didn't bother to read.<br /> In my head, I was picturing a son for Josh. Not the company, although that was my top priority.<br /> <br /> I trusted and loved Josh, but I had no idea that I had given half of my shares to him and the other half to a kid we would never have because he had made sure of it.<br /> <br /> After a year without a child, he came home one day with some tablets and told me they were fertility pills when they were actually birth control pills. He would go to a clinic once a month to receive a refill and swap bottles. And, like an idiot, I'd drink without a second thought.<br /> <br /> I got depressed and thought I was unworthy of being his wife. He was there for me at all times, soothing me and standing by my side.<br /> <br /> I grew so preoccupied with the prospect of being pregnant that I completely forgot about my company. And he gradually took over, beginning with replacing all of my father's faithful board members with his own.<br /> <br /> And I signed everything over without question or fired everyone he told me to. All I wanted to do was make him happy.<br /> <br /> I agreed to whatever he proposed. My life was Josh Josh Josh Josh Josh.<br /> After my father died, I met the real Josh, the monster, the animal who had been hidden for years. My father left everything to me because I was an only child. Josh forced me to sell all of my other properties and houses.<br /> <br /> He came home one day and told me he had a friend in the pharmaceutical industry and that their firm had a new miracle fertility drug that could help us conceive but it was expensive. He asked me to sell all I had inherited, but I had no idea he was the buyer.<br /> <br /> He brought me some fake pills, which I started taking without realizing I was taking vitamins.<br /> <br /> He became emotionally and mentally abusive to me after he realized he had grabbed everything from me. He made it clear that I was his property.<br /> <br /> He used to bring prostitutes into our home, directly into our matrimonial bedroom and in front of my eyes. When I was sleeping, I would occasionally hear movement on the bed. When I awoke, he'd laugh and invite me to join them.<br /> <br /> I blamed myself, believing he was treating me badly because I couldn't give him children. Every morning, I'd tell myself that I was a failure. He'd made sure I didn't have any family or friends. He never let me leave the house, and he never took me to any social engagements. He was always by himself. He always went alone.<br /> <br /> I wouldn't blame him because I never questioned everything he did or said. I always agreed with everything.<br /> <br /> Then he met Jessica and became an even larger monster; the abuse escalated, and when he was tired of it, he filed for divorce. I had nothing, no money, and no legal representation.<br /> <br /> One day, an old schoolmate ran into me at the courthouse, heard my story, and asked her husband to represent me pro gratis.<br /> <br /> My lawyer had already hinted that I would lose the lawsuit, especially that I had even signed a prenup unknowingly.<br /> <br /> Josh had meticulously arranged everything. My lawyer tried to use the abuse and manipulation against him, but I signed everything before the abuse, and most of the papers when my father was still alive.<br /> <br /> The folks in the courtroom looked at me as though they'd never seen such a foolish woman before. For that matter, a Harvard graduate.<br /> <br /> My lawyer attempted to utilize the bogus medicines that Josh had been giving me, but when I was called to testify, his lawyer made me doubt everything to the point that I started crying.<br /> <br /> When my lawyer's wife discovered the pills in my luggage and swallowed one, I realized they were fakes. When I yelled at her to spit the pill, you should've seen her expression.<br /> <br /> She inquired as to why, to which I replied, but she chewed it over and informed me that it was a vitamin. We went to a drugstore and she asked me what other pills Josh had ever given me.<br /> <br /> And we took them to a pharmacy and that's when I got the shock of my life. It was all lies lies lies lies. I had been used and dumped like tissue paper. How an old woman like me could not distinguish between vitamins and birth pills was a disgrace.<br /> <br /> During his lawyer's interrogation, he made it appear as though I was aware that I was on birth control. I was unable to respond to any of his questions. He made it look as if I was lying and fabricating stuff.<br /> <br /> I didn't know the name of the clinic or the pharmaceutical company that had provided Josh the magical fertility medication. I couldn't help but cry in front of everyone; I couldn't even defend myself; I was helpless, defeated, and embarrassed.<br /> <br /> How can a full-grown lady with a degree from the country's top university be duped and played?<br /> <br /> Finally, the decision was read, and Josh was handed everything. I couldn't bear looking in the mirror. My only possession was a small bag containing the clothes that I bought before my father died, two years ago.<br /> <br /> The shame, the worthlessness, the ignorance is what was eating me up all the way to this bridge.<br /> <br /> βSo Brando, would you continue living if you were as stupid as me?β I asked and looked up.<br /> <br /> However, what I saw was not a disgusted or pitiful face. Instead, it was the most heart-throbbing eyes I'd ever seen, glittering with something I couldn't read.<br /> "So, Thalia, would you rather wait until you were a pile of bones and die painfully slowly..."<br /> <br /> "Or would you take down your ex husband, beating the clock?" 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There stood Kelly with my Mate standing behind her...<br /> β<br /> I grabbed my supplies and headed to my right since the last two people went straight and to the left. I walked for about a half-hour to make sure I was far enough away from everyone else. I had just walked into the clearing that was almost identical to my dream. It was a clearing around a large oak tree that has light-colored bark, low hanging branches, with Spanish moss hanging all over it. I pulled out my rubber mat and unfolded it and laid it at the base of the tree. I sat as lady-like as I could in my attire using the tree to lean back on. I sat and stared at the stars praying that my mate will find me quickly and that we will be all that mates should be.<br /> After a while, flairs and fireworks were shot up into the sky and the sound of distant howls could be heard. That was the signal that the males had entered the hunt. I was about three-fourths of a mile out, it seems, from the start. I opened my water bottle and took a sip while I sat and listened to the sound of the woods. Every now and then you would hear a distant growl, moan, shriek, squeal or moan.<br /> After about an hour I heard a rustling behind me, and also one to the front of me. The sound in front of me increased while the sound behind me stopped completely. I saw eyes shine at me through the brush and I stood up slowly keeping the tree at my back as protection. A grey wolf stalked out into the opening. This was not my mate.<br /> He was circling in closer when I heard a distant howl from behind me, that had taken my attention away from the grey wolf. My mistake, because he took that instance to pounce on me and shift into his human form. He was probably nearing the age limit of thirty-five and was completely undressed. The grey wolf had sandy blonde hair, was still well built, and was now hovering over top of me. As his hands tried to roam all over my body, I tried to fight my way from under him. This only enticed him more, since every time I squirmed, I was inadvertently rubbing myself against his manhood. In the distance, I heard a loud menacing roar. You could tell that the growl held authority and the grey wolfman stilled in his actions.<br /> In the blink of an eye, he was pulled off of me and thrown very harshly out of the clearing. That's when I smelled him. He smelled amazing, he smelled like Nautica cologne, mixed with fresh rainwater and blueberries. Since he had shifted he was undressed as the day he was born.<br /> He was more perfect than in my dream. As he walked towards me, you could see every muscle in his legs flex. He rolled his shoulders back, and his broad chest rippled towards his sculpted eight-pack that continued down into a perfect V. I lowered my eye and caught a glimpse of what lay between those powerful legs. Just as in my dream it was long and thick and standing at full attention. I was already wet with want.<br /> As he approached me he said just one word. "MINE!"<br /> I replied just as I did in the dream "YOURS!"<br /> That is where the dream ended and my new nightmare started.<br /> As my mate caught up to me, he grabbed me and pushed me hard into the tree. His left hand wrapped around my throat, and as I was forced to look into his eyes, and they are pitch black with no white. The darkest part of his wolf is at the surface, and he roughly turns my head to the left. I'm lifted and pressed harder into the tree. Without any warning or request, he is pushing into me. I feel my first time rip in another second.<br /> As I scream out loud from the pain, he growls in my ear "Shut up, I don't want to hear a peep from you little mate. Your gonna take what I have to give you no matter what."<br /> I silently cried as he continued pounding into me. I thought he was never going to finish. It felt like it had been more than an hour before he was finally ready to release. As he was nearing his finish, he quickened past inhuman speeds. His breathing was ragged and I felt like he was about to snap me in two. He finally let go of my neck, grabbing onto my hips, positioning me at a slightly different angle. He pounded into me as hard as he could three more times, leaving an indentation of my back in the tree, as he came filling me to the brim with his seed. As he finished his canines extended and he bites harshly into my neck causing me to scream once more. He stilled and caught his breath as he released his teeth from my neck. Once he was done filling me, he pulled out and dropped me to the ground.<br /> I fell hard, and I cried out again as pain spread up my spine from my tailbone. Maybe my mate wouldn't be better, than returning to my father. No, I want this. I want to go. He marked me. I have to go. I always knew that the possibility of my mate being gentle with me the first time was low. I never expected that but wolves are wild.<br /> He barked at me to stop, "Stop crying before I leave you here. My wolf got what he wanted, to feel his mate, and I got my fill. I'm not a repeat lay. I don't do the monogamous thing. So do not think that just because I am your mate that I will not reject you and leave you if you keep crying like a child. I have women throwing themselves at me every night. Any one of them would have loved to have just been you. To feel me, all of me. Have me pump myself into them. Now get up and follow me, quietly."<br /> I flinched expecting him to hit me, but the blow never came. I looked up and he had turned to walk off. I had stopped crying, I learned at a very young age, how to not show my pain. I had a new problem though. I could not walk, I was barely able to stand. Between being dropped on my tail bone, nearly being split in two as he entered me, and over an hour's worth of relentless pounding, I only managed to hold myself up for a moment. At that moment I felt his warm seed run down my leg before I collapsed on the ground. My whole body shut down in that instance, and I was swallowed into the darkness.<br /> ...<br /> I woke up in a comfortable bed feeling six shades of gross. Every inch of my body hurt. I rolled until I found a bedside table, and feeling a lamp, I turned on the light. I was in a beautiful room with a large bed, an even larger TV, and a few dressers and stands. The room was all different shades of blues and greys. I liked it. I felt horrible, and I knew that there was no way I was going to be able to walk to the bathroom, so I rolled, scooted, and crawled my way in there.<br /> I managed to turn on the light and wished I hadn't. My bottom half had a trail that went from in between my leg and ran till it reached my ankles. The trail was a mixture of blood and semen. The white dress that I was wearing has patched with blood, dirt, and puke.<br /> The pain was starting to ease off since I have accelerated healing as a wolf, but my wolf had been quiet since we meet our mate. I know that, like me, that was not how she wanted to become a woman, and that is not how we wanted to be treated by our mate. Still, I see this as an opportunity, I don't think I will see Alpha Devon for a while, so maybe for the first time I can remember, I can fully heal. Physically that is, emotionally I don't think I will ever be right. I can handle that though. I was already damaged before I got here.<br /> I scrubbed the remnants of mating off of my body, I watched as blood washed down the drain. I was sitting on the shower floor since I still could not bear to stand. The warm water smarted my lady parts, but it did truly did seem as all should be healed within a few days.<br /> ...<br /> I grabbed my breakfast and started eating while I watched a rerun of Big Bang Theory. I got about halfway through my breakfast and had to run to the bathroom to get sick. I threw out most of the breakfast and choose to nibble on the toast and drink the water for now. Once I finished that, I switched to the yoga channel and started to stretch and bend. As I was switching from one position to another, I caught my big toe on the bed and put a huge gash in it. I hobbled into the bathroom and pulled out the first aid kit. I pulled out two of the biggest band-aids that were in there plus an wipe. I cleaned my toe and wrapped it in the band-aids. As I was closing up the kit, I picked up the little box of tampons and looked up at the wall where I marked off the number of days that I have been here.<br /> I realized that I had been here for 37 days and have yet to need this box. Maybe it was due to stress that I had skipped this month, I tried to lie to myself. I knew better, even when I had been beaten within an inch of my life, I was still 28 days regular. I should have gotten it about a week after I had gotten here, and I would be due for my second one about now.<br /> I placed my right hand on my stomach, trying to get a sense of if there is something in there. I pulled my shirt up and stared into the mirror. I noticed that I was shaped differently now than before, and it wasn't just from my daily yoga routine. My boobs looked fuller than they should be, and when I turn to the side, my stomach which should be flat has a small but prominent bump in between my hip bones. When did this happen? How..... well I know-how. I start to hyperventilate.<br /> What am I suppose to do? My mate doesn't want me, and from his conversation with his Beta, he doesn't want any pups either. Will, he hurt them. Will, he hurt me to hurt them. I sit and cry. There's nothing else I can do. While I cry, I decide that I will hide the pregnancy. I want my pup, even if the Alpha doesn't. I have nothing to wear but oversized shirts anyway. Kelly is my only visitor, and we barely make eye contact, so I don't think she will notice.<br /> I feel like a stray dog that wandered in pregnant and will be kicked out when my new owner finds out. My wolf is going crazy now with the idea of having a pup. She has been pretty quiet due to being caged. She's excited to have her mate's heir.<br /> "Bella, our mate doesn't want us. So why are you excited to have his pup." I ask my wolf.<br /> "It's our mate's pup!" That is all she can come up with. As if that answers everything.<br /> Maybe our mate will let us keep our pup, in here. Another prisoner of war just like me. Give me the supplies to keep him or her alive. Just like he does for me. I am definitely going to have to hide this. After staring at my body for a while longer, I pulled my shirt back on. After what I'm guessing was morning sickness, busting open my toe and realizing I was pregnant. I decided that today was the perfect day to stay in bed.<br /> Since I'm a wolf, my term of pregnancy will be about twenty-five weeks. So I'm about five weeks now, which leaves me with another twenty weeks to go. While I was still in school, I was in training to be a nurse. When you have to perform first aid on yourself nearly every day, it sounded like a good life choice. I had helped deliver seven pups while helping at the Pack Clinic, so I already had a very good idea of what I was going to need for the birth. Since it is a self-birth, that I plan on doing by myself, my best option would be in the shower. It will be easy to get into. There are extra blankets and pillows that I can lay down on the floor. There are sturdy handholds on the wall, that I can grip onto. Along with a ready supply of water to clean things up. I need tocome up with something to cut the umbilical cord with, but I have plenty of time for that.<br /> Once I found out I was pregnant, time flew by. I wasn't as depressed as I was before. I had something to live for. My stomach is growing at an alarming rate because I feel as if I'm as big as a house. I have continued to keep myself healthy by doing prego yoga, so most of my baby weight is in my boobs and belly. I have noticed though that my hips seem a little wider and my bottom is filling out a little more. I have about a week left until I should be due. Kelly is an idiot because she has no clue what is happening in here.<br /> I've been having random contractions over the last week know as Braxton Hicks. As I stood up to start my daily routine. I felt an immense sense of pressure in my stomach, followed by a washing wave of relief. Then I felt the wetness that now covered the floor. Well, that just happened. With my water breaking a week early I was a little nervous. I had come up with a plan for cutting the cord so I had to do that now before I was in too much pain.<br /> I was hit by a contraction at that moment and leaned on the bed for support. I rode it out and started to count the time in between. I moved into the bathroom being careful not to slip in my broken water. I took my t-shirt off and hung it over the mirror. I punched the mirror as hard as I can and removed a large piece to use as a makeshift knife. I pulled out the first aid kit, and cleaned up the edges of the mirror with an wipe, and smeared Neosporin on the edges just for good measure. I pulled out my supplies from under the bathroom counter.<br /> I was just about to put everything into the shower when I noticed the time. Kelly would be arriving any minute. I could set a watch off of her punctuality. I turned on the shower hoping that she would think I overslept and was just not out yet. From where the door is she shouldn't see the puddle I left. A moment after she opened the bedroom door I turned off the shower, so again she would think I was just running a little behind.<br /> "Breakfast and fresh towels are here," Kelly yelled.<br /> I opened the door just enough to stick my head out and yell "Ok great" in a sarcastic tone.<br /> I heard Kelly close and lock the door again and I continued setting up for the birth. I place the blankets and pillows in the small shower, pulled out some water bottles, and was hit by another contraction. So that was about 10 min apart. I sat down in my makeshift birth room. I did some stretches that are supposed to speed along the process of labor while I wait, counted time, and continued to contract. It took hours before I was contracting every few minutes. I reached down and I could not only feel that I was dilated but I was also touching the top of my pups head. It was time to push and push hard.<br /> I stood up into a crouch and grabbed the handhold and I pushed. I was in the middle of my first push when the bathroom door opened. 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