Plastic diamonds - Marjorie's backstory.

Chapter 24

The next morning, Marjorie was awoken by Reece slightly shaking her. She groaned and placed both her hands over her face, immediately regretting letting Winter and Autumn be in charge of the drinks all night.

Reece quietly laughed at her reaction. "I'm guessing you're feeling rough this morning?"

Marjorie nodded and sat herself up, leaning over to grab the water and pain killers Reece had left on the bedside table. She quickly took them then placed her hands over her face once again.

"I made you breakfast by the way, it's downstairs on the island."

Marjorie lifted up her head and raised one of her eyebrows. "What did you make?"

He leaned over and picked up her glasses, placing them on her face and tucking her hair behind her ears. "A sausage sandwich. And yes, it does have lots and lots of ketchup."

Marjorie laughed, finding it sweet that Reece remembers the little things she tells him. "I'll be down in a second my love." Marjorie then got out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She started thinking about last night, she had yet to check her phone for any messages, and she was dreading to see what the aftermath would be. She splashed her face with cold water, hoping to clear her head. She then dried her face and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

She sat down on the island and Reece handed her the plate of food. He sat down opposite her. "So, about last night."

Marjorie groaned. "Don't even. I can't believe I did that. To be honest im surprised I remembered it all." She slightly joked, Reece quietly laughed.

He stretched his arm across the table and placed his hand over hers. "How do you feel?"

"I honestly don't know." She said, speaking truthfully. "To be honest, im just hoping my family gets what they deserve." Reece stared at her and smiled, a little bit too much for her liking. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"Have you checked your phone this morning?" He asked. Marjorie shook her head and put one of her hands over her forehead. Reece quickly pulled out his phone from his back pocket and handed it to Marjorie. "Turns out, there were a lot of journalists there last night." He spoke, as Marjorie scrolled down on his phone, her eyes widened at everything she was reading. "Your drunken plan worked, Marjorie. You did it."

"Oh. My. God?" She said, still reading the articles and comments. "People have stopped investing with them already?"

"Yep." Reece said proudly. "What you did was really brave Marjorie, i've never been prouder of you."

Marjorie looked up and smiled at him. The realisation hitting her that this is everything she's dreamed of. She had finally proven her family wrong and had called them out on their behaviour to, what felt like, the world. She then narrowed her eyes at a specific imagine. "Why did everyone start clapping?"

She turned the phone to Reece and he laughed. "You can blame Winter for that one."

"What?" She laughed. "Winter was the reason everyone started clapping?"

"I kept looking at them both, and honestly, they looked so proud of you." He said and smiled, causing Marjorie to smile back as well.

"Aww, well i'll have to send them a text." She said, getting up off the stool. "The only thing I have to do now is change my last name."

Reece smirked as she walked back into the living room, heading towards the stairs. "I'm sure I can help with that."

Marjorie turned around and faced him again, she tilted her head and smiled. They had always spoke and joked about marrying each other. Truthfully both of them wanted to, but they were just waiting for the right time.

"Also, before you head upstairs." Reece stopped her before she could walk away again. "That house we looked at? The owners said we could go and check it out whenever we want during the weekdays."

Marjorie nodded and smiled. "Perfect timing. It feels like a fresh start."

"I bet, babe."