After discovering the truth behind her part in Richard's life Juliette returns home. They say time heals everything, but as time goes on both break more and more inside with each passing day. Everyday life without each other isn't the same, and it i...
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J U L I E T T E
Aaliyah fell asleep on the way home. Raul escorted me to my hotel room, and I thanked him and wished him a goodnight before shutting the door after him. After laying Aaliyah down on the bed, I removed her jacket and shoes without waking her, and eventually was able to dress her in pink pijamas. I laid pillow on either side of her, and then walked over to the bathroom, leaving the door a little open just in case.
I starred at my reflection in the mirror, and realized how red my eyes had became from letting the tears prick my eyes, but not letting them come down. I wiped the mascara and light eyeshadow away first, then removed the small amount of foundation on my face. I saved my lips for last, then moved on to brushing after. I distracted myself by doing a face mask and shaving parts of my body that were hardly hairy just to keep myself busy. Every time I stopped and thought about what happened I felt myself falling into confusion and sadness, and I seriously did not need to cry any more over any of it.
The whole time, I kept wondering if there was anything else Richard was keeping from me. My mind kept wondering back to Yocelyn, the first time he never mentioned anything, but I doubt anything happened there. Yocelyn would have definitely made sure I knew it too.
This Paloma is someone I racked my brain for, but I didn't remember ever meeting her. The name itself was one I didn't hear prior to this. It was hard to fight the urge to look her up, and I believe Richard would have unfollowed her after our argument. I knew looking her up would only stir more commotion and would do little to lessen any of the feelings I was already feeling. I just couldn't shake the feeling of not knowing, it tormented me when I sat in bed that night. I was left to deal with my thoughts, and there wasn't much I could do so eventually my curiosity got the best of me. I hesitated before grabbing it, but then immediately unlocked it and pressed on the Instagram app.
Knowing she was a celebrity I knew she wouldn't have something hard to look up as a user, so I typed in 'Paloma' and four words in I found a palomamami account that was verified. My heart picked up pace as I saw the 'followed by richardcama..' and before I knew it I was on her page, scrolling through her pictures. She was the type of girl I would always see Richard with or follow in the early days of when I was hired, not to add that she was extremely gorgeous. I noticed that he had liked the majority of her pictures, and maybe because they were friends, but I felt a pang of jealousy knowing what had happened when I was gone. It hurt to see his name pop up first in the list of likes.
It hurt that she looked nothing like me.
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R I C H A R D
I couldn't see her for the next few hours. It felt like if I did I would be hurting her all over again. When management got a hold of the hotel I had booked twenty minutes away they insisted I return and talk to her before this became public or anyone sold the story to the press. Reluctantly, I hopped in the van with two guards after me, and braced myself to answer all the questions I knew Juliette would have. It was around eight in the morning the next day when I saw her.
