The Night They Went Missing

Tanisha

3 days before she went missing

25th April 2018

Today wasn't a day to stay in bed. My hands were constantly shaking with both nerves and excitement. I was finally spending a whole day with him. After so long of trying to get this to happen, it finally was.

Downstairs, George was already in his work clothes, ready to leave as he placed the plate of breakfast on the island. As much as it pained me to think about him working hard and me, betraying his trust and love, I was too eager to go out today than to think about the hurtful side of this.

This was going to be the day, where I don't have to think about anything, where I don't have to focus on my life and finally just be care free. Something, I haven't felt in a long time.

He embraced me in his arms, kissing me on the cheek before stepping out the door to leave. This time, I was not devastated that he left. I was (in a way) glad that it was coming closer to 09:00am and that soon, I would be on my way to Skegness.

After devouring my breakfast quickly, I raced upstairs to get ready. The red lace dress fitted perfectly on my body, outlining all of my beautiful curves. My black hair tied up into a bun as I applied some touches of make up. Today was going to be a good day. It had to be.

I left the house not too long ago, too eager to wait. The breeze was gentle and warm as it caressed my skin. Thankfully, the sun was out and spending the day on the warm beach would be even better.   

My car was parked not too far away from Botham's. I couldn't imagine driving his car, not when knowing his past history of cars. A part of me felt a tinge of pain every time I thought of the fact that I had to ask him for help. I knew that if I asked anyone other than him, they would ask questions and maybe even try to persuade me out of this. But I didn't want to be told what to do. Instead, I wanted to follow my heart, or at least one half.

It wasn't long till he strode over to me with a bag in hand. His smile spread across his face, wider than I've seen it before. His blue t-shirt covered by his denim jacket that matched the colour of his black jeans. Those blue eyes staring into mine, causing butterflies to fly around my stomach profoundly.

"I see my gift suits you well, since you look more stunning than usual." he said as he neared closer towards me.

I tried my hardest not to blush, but I was terribly unsuccessful as my face felt hotter.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I teased and a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"We should get going, if we want to make the most of today."

Nodding, we both lowered ourselves into the car and began to drive away. Never would I have thought this would happen, that I would be going somewhere with a man, that isn't my husband, but life gives many surprises. And I chose to pick this one.

A small nudge against my shoulder woke me up from the sleep I was in. We were already parked outside of the hotel as he stopped the car. I didn't remember falling asleep, but I was glad he woke me up, for it wasn't a nice one. The face of my husband scowling and shouting at me for what I had done appeared the moment my eyes closed. But I didn't want to think about that. Not right now.

Pulling out a cap and sunglasses from his bag, he placed them on. I tried not to laugh at him attempting to be in disguise like some spy from a movie.

We both stepped out of the car, with him following after me into the large hotel. No one was in the reception room, which I was thankful for. Despite the joy of being here with him, I prayed silently in my mind that no one who knew me would be here. Today wasn't about my husband or my family. It was just about us.