Justin's head was spinning. The most he could do was stare at her. He hoped he was dreaming because that would have been better than this revelation. It was the same brown hair, the same smile and the same eyes. He felt angry, shocked, happy, sad, all at the same time. Words refused to come out of his mouth. Shandell noticed her husband's struggle. A nudge to his side shifted his gaze to his wife. "Are you okay?" she asked. He ignored her question and looked at the baby on Michelle's hip. "She has a baby." He thought. Justin finally forced a smile. "You have a child." Was the first thing he said when he found his voice. "That's nice. I'm proud of you. I truly am. At least you're leading in something."
Both women looked at him, shocked. His was more embarrassed. "See you on the other side." With that as farewell, he grabbed his wife by the hand and dragged her behind him. Her struggle to break free from his hold was futile till they were in their room, where she snatched her wrist from him. "Stop!" They faced each other, both breathing loudly. "Why would you even speak to him!" His voice came out louder than he expected. "He spoke to me!" She yelled right back.
"Haven't I told you his history?" he asked. "He's a cunning man!" Honestly Michael didn't know why he was yelling because he wasn't angry at her. His emotions were getting so out of control that he was taking the anger out on her. "Well he didn't do this!" She showed him her wrist. "You did." She added. Justin's face fell at the sight of her light purple wrist. What had he done. He didn't mean to hurt her. He tried approaching her but she stopped him. "Just......" Not finding the words to tell him she walked out so as to give him time to cool off.
Seconds after she had gone did he really realize how bad his situation was. His mind travelled back to earlier. That woman. His woman. Not Shandell. Michelle. A woman he thought he lost three years ago. Seeing red, he grabbed the nearest object_ a vase and threw it against the wall. "Aaaargggh!!!" He roared. He rushed to the bathroom, hoping to wash away some anger.
No! It couldn't be. She couldn't be real. She was dead. Everyone knew that.
FLASHBACK
"What the hell do you want me to do? Quit everything and come babysit your ass anytime you're feeling lonely?!" He yelled. Any other person would have backed down but not Michelle. "That has absolutely nothing to do with what I just said." He abruptly turned to her. "Then what do you want from?!" he asked. "I can't just the company _ my family's empire collapse because my girlfriend can't stand being alone sometimes!" He didn't even have the energy to continue the argument because it would just lead to more arguments and nagging so he spun on his heels and headed upstairs but she followed right behind him. She wasn't even half-way through.
"That's right. Walk away anytime we have an argument." She said. He shook his head as he continued upstairs. These were more than arguments and he was getting sick and tired of them. Even with all that, he couldn't break up with her. She was his first and only love. He wouldn't let her go no matter what.
"You know this is exactly why I keep cheating on you!"
This time her words stopped him. "And I did it again." She added. "With Mark. He's the exact opposite of you. You're a coward." She smirked when she saw his fist clench and unclench. Many times she had cheated on him and when he found out he forgave her a day after she asked for forgiveness and promised not to do it again. She knew it got to him but she also knew he couldn't let her go. In her mind, she had a fixed place in his heart.
"He's just so......" before she could land her sentence, she was grabbed by the neck and slammed against the wall. Roughly, he captured her lips in a hard possessive kiss. She didn't try to break free. This was the side of him she loved to bring out. Just when she got into it, he pulled away. "Is this what you wanted?!" he pushed away from her. He hadn't forgotten what she said. She kept toying with his heart, causing him many heartbreaks and he cursed his heart and body every time for giving her that much power. Again she slept with another man after promising him only a month ago that she wouldn't.
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