Chapter 59
DEMI
My birthday was an epic tragedy. Prior to the D-day, I kept having nightmares about my past life with my late parents. Sometimes, the true version of events would play out. Other times, the dreams would get distorted from what actually happened and I would end up orchestrating the act that leads me to lose my parents.
Then, my birthday rolled by and nobody in the mansion bothered to listen to anything I had to say. I wasn’t allowed to not have a party which was exactly what I wanted. I didn’t even have a say in how the party foisted on me was to be organized or who got to be invited. Even my birthday dress was handpicked for me.
No offense to Ashley but I have never felt so uncomfortable in a dress not because of the stitching of the dress but because of the sex appeal it made me ooze. It felt like I was being forced to look like someone else or to be someone else. The guest list didn’t seem like a guest list because everybody seemed to have turned up, even the people that shouldn’t have.
While my husband’s ex was stripping herself bare for everyone to see and splashing in the pool at my party, the man I have a big crush on was being dry humped by his hot girlfriend.
I didn’t even get a chance to fume about anything before I was accosted by my ex-boyfriend from high school who has reasons to suspect my motives for marrying into the elite family connected to the loss of my parents.
To top it all, my best friend who promised to stay by my side and help me navigate the crazy world of the rich and powerful, disappeared on me.
I still can’t get over how fucked up that night was. The party had been organized for me but in so many ways, everyone around me attended to fulfil their selfish ends.
Like my night couldn’t get any worse, I had to wake up the next morning to realize the very same attendees whose invitations I would never have approved of, had spent the fucking night at the mansion.
It just goes to show that the Rollins don’t truly give a damn about me, my opinion and especially my feelings. If they did, they wouldn’t flaunt Nicola in my face knowing fully well that she is my husband’s ex, especially after she disrupted my party and even had sex with Ashley that very night! I grit my teeth as the nasty image flits across my mind.
"Are you okay?"