Forgetting You.

Chapter #2

Paige's POV

"Mom! C'mon I don't even know who the guy is. What if he's a stuck up ass hat?" Whining in a high pitched tone, I complained about my mother's decision. 

"Oh I'm sure he'll be a fine gentleman, after all, he was raised by Maya and Mason Donovan," She flicked her hand softly at me in hopes of reassuring before turning back to the mirror to continue her makeup routine.

"Wait.. you've never met him before?" My jaw dropped. As much as I loved my mom, her reasoning was utterly stupid. There was no real purpose of the engagement other than to combine the families. Mom and Mrs Donovan had been close friends for what seemed like forever, they might as well be considered sisters.

"Oh please I have met him!" She giggled before continuing, "Only when he was a small toddler, such an adorable child he was," Dropping the eyeliner, mom spun around the chair to face me. "Sweetie it'll  be fine," Leaning forward, she then grasped my hand with hers. Holding it in gently whilst squeezing it softly before dropping it. "Now go get ready," A wide grin appeared on her cheeks as she continued doing her makeup and dismissed me.

Without a response I rolled my eyes and left, remembering to shut the door before strutting into my room. Browsing my closet was an easy task. I extracted a baseball style shirt which had Washington printed near the chest area, a large green hued jacket and some baggy ripped jeans. The outfit wasn't very formal however, mom didn't say it had to be. Besides, she was also wearing casual clothing, the only thing more extravagant than usual was her makeup. My gaze shifted to the alarm clock which displayed the time, there was only space to put on mascara so I did. As I was doing so, a petite smile tugged on my lips after seeing my silver tinted optics reflecting in the mirror. My father had blessed me with quite a gift which earned my gratitude.

"Mom! Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" Reminding her, a soft chuckle escaped.

"Paige, grab the car keys will you? They're placed on coffee table," She informed me whilst gathering her expensive looking purse whilst descending the stairs.

Handing the keys over, we then mounted the freshly waxed white range rover and headed over to our destination. Butterflies seemed to multiply in my stomach the closer we got. Majority of the time I stared out the window lost in thought whilst mom hummed to the music playing through the radio. Unfortunately dad was unable to join us since he had remaining work in NewZealand. He never told me what his occupation was though, nor was I nosy enough to pester him about it. 

"We're here!" Mom squealed pressing the brakes and exiting the car. Mrs Donovan headed over to my mom only for it to turn into a warm embrace whilst what I assumed to be Mr Donovan, watched contently at the doorstep. I massaged my temples in attempt eliminate pieces of nervousness.

After dismounted the vehicle, I examined the large white mansion-like house. It was mounted atop of hill with no neighbours, only a long road leading to the outer gate which then lead to the city. This is what I call a rich family.

"Hello," I greeted shyly with a wave of my hand. Mrs Donovan stared at me with a blank expression resulting in a sprout of worry inside me. That soon ceased as she strode over with her arms open into a embrace.

"Paige right? You're such a beautiful woman! Just like your mother," She complimented whilst holding my shoulders. Mrs Donovan had such a warm aura, it was so welcoming and soothing.