First, That bitch is not Nathan's wife, I am. Secondly, Nathan is not dead. He is in the Caribbean, training to shoulder his responsibility as head of the family and chairman of their family's businesses. This is just a stunt by his family, they are just trying to get rid of me. They must have heard about our relationship, so they paid all the news media to circulate this hideous news about Nathan, they want me to believe that he is dead, they want me to move on with my life, believing that Nathan is already dead.
And Miguel,
That lying, conniving bastard!!!
They must have paid him to show me the news this evening. He must be working with Nathan's family to try and separate us, how could Nathan fail to see all this coming. He had told me that his friend had vetted these guys personally, could he have made a mistake about these guys, what the hell is going on here, I don’t even know what to think anymore. I only have one lead right now, and that is Miguel. He knows something that he doesn’t want to share with us. It’s either he tells me what I want to know, or I’m driving over to the station to report all this.
No, Wait,
I can’t drive over there, I’ll be killed before I even get a chance to say one fucking, word. I don’t think I’ll be able to survive another car race with those maniacs, they would not let me go unscathed this time, they would fucking pull the trigger on me, I’ll be dead before I even make it near the precinct. I turned to level a stern look at Miguel, taking him off guard as he turns to me in surprise, obviously curious as to why I was glaring at him with a murderous gaze.
“What’s wrong Mrs. Trent, did do something wrong?” he asked me, his eyes looking at me like I’d suddenly gone insane.
“You Bastard!!!
How could you stand and look at my face after betraying my husband and I?
He trusted you and you betrayed him, you dirtbag!!!
I’ll never forgive you and your boys, Miguel, I’ll never forgive you all, you’re all going to pay for your betrayal. I’m getting you all arrested for this, and you can go back and tell your crazy employers that their plot did not work like they wanted it to, I’m still alive and I still don’t believe their lies. I don’t care what they are saying on TV, I’m Nathan's legal wife and there is nothing anyone can do about it.” I let out furiously, yelling at the top of my voice. I had to take in a deep breath after I finished speaking my mind, I breathed in repeatedly, trying to catch my breath.
I think I should get you arrested right now as an example to everyone else. Of course, he is still alive, I know she would never leave me this way, not a few days after we got married. Now run along and tell those thugs that the threat ain’t working, I’m not leaving Nathan and I’m going down to the station to report today’s incident. Now get the fuck out of my house, your services are no longer needed in this house. I’m placing a restriction order against you all, you can never come close to me or hurt me anymore.” I told him sternly, eyeing him dangerously as I turned to leave the sitting room. He stretched out his hand, holding my hand and pulling me back to face him squarely,
“I don’t know what to say to you to make you feel better, ma’am. But I’m assuring you right here and now that I won’t leave you this way, I’ll help you get through this process and I’ll make sure we figure out who is trying to kill you, but you have to snap out of this reverie and open your eyes to the truth. I know it’s hard but you have to acknowledge the truth, you can’t live in denial forever. Come here, I’ve got something to show you, but you have to promise me that you’ll stop making up these conspiracy theories of yours, and you have to let me help you.” He pleaded softly, pulling me to sit on the couch next to him. I don’t know why I followed him to sit there, I don’t even know why I have this urge to listen to what he has to say, but I say down anyway and I paid attention to what he wanted to say.
“Our boss, the Mafia Lord is a friend of Mr. Trent. He couldn’t believe it either, he couldn’t accept the fact that their plane had crashed. He sent a team to the crash site to get proof of death, but they couldn’t find the bodies, they managed to get a recording from Mr. Trent’s laptop, here is what we could find,
He pushed the play button, playing a recording on his phone. First I heard Nathan's voice as he spoke to someone, sounding so happy and relaxed. It didn’t take me much time to realize that it was our last conversation before he died, he was actually talking to me, then all of a sudden I heard some distant shuffling and chaos, soon a voice sounded in the background, telling him that he wants to go over to the cockpit and find out what is going on, soon he came back and reported that the plane is about to crash, urging everyone to abandon the plane.
I was a crying mess before the audio finished playing. I could not control my sniffling and hiccups, I did not even know how I ended up in Miguel’s arms ad he rubbed my back gently, urging me to move on with my life. But how do I move on, I have no life without him, I can’t live without him, my whole life is over completely.
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