I have never begged anyone to stay,
But I said please that day.
We can work this out.
I have never prayed for anything so badly,
but I remember begging the universe that if it could hear me somehow,
all I want is a chance to make it work.
'I can't'...
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As our car drives to a slow stop near the visiting car, I raise my head up off Roman's shoulder and take a quick glance at his face, he is looking intently outside the car window, his eyes hooded, and jaw clenched.
I imagine this must be a very frustrating situation for him. I can't ever imagine being at such odds with my family and not having their support. I wish I knew how to help him.
I look outside the car, Raina steps closer to our car in her short almost pixie cut brown hair that reminds me of my own mother's shortly kept hair.
She is wearing cream-colored slacks with a red button up shirt that looks rich in texture and quality even from here.
From my memory of her, I know she does not follow modern fashion trends or wear well recognized brands, but her clothes always emulate 'stealth wealth', and 'quiet luxury' that is eye catching...the effects of 'old money' I heard someone say once say.
Roman is like that too, I guess. At face value, you can't immediately tell that he comes from so much money. He was born into wealth, grew up around it and later discovered his actual biological paternal side were immersed in even more wealth, so now he is loaded on both sided... But despite that, I think even though he is kind of overindulged and entitled in some way, he is also the most down to earth rich person I have ever met...Raina did a great job with him. She raised a fantastic human being that I love so incredibly much.
Rhea on the other hand is high maintenance both materially and emotionally. She is highly successful in her own career and has the looks to go with it her bratty attitude. Today she is wearing her usual six-inch heels on black slacks and off shoulder white top...brown curly hair is falling down her shoulders and her piecing blue eyes are looking sharp even from here. She has a more forbidding personality that comes from being pampered and not told 'no' more often that it should have been said to her.... So now as an adult she doesn't take to not getting what she wants very well, and I don't know if anything has changed in the last three years.
Her whole feud with me is totally ridiculous. She once said to me that she was onto me, that she knew that just like my sister did with Nick, I was an opportunist, a seductress trying to hook the attention of someone that is way above my social status in order to secure a wealthy future for myself.... And when we got engaged, I remember the talks of me signing a prenuptial agreement, something I was openly not opposed to, but despite my willingness to do it, it was still not enough, and she went about looking for more reasons why I was not good enough for him.
His mother was always nice and kind to me, if she had her reservations, it never showed, but still, those last few months were really demeaning and belittling.
Suddenly, the weight of everything that is still on the line weighs heavily on my shoulders and I feel tired ......I don't want to fight or antagonize the situation or make Roman's life any more difficult at this time, but I am also not going to be manipulated or forced to bow out and leave anything to chance this time around.
