“I don’t believe it!” she exclaimed “Not after all these years”
Katrina Collins banged her fist on the shiny mahogany desk, her seven carat ring clearly visible. Her usual calm and composed posture had changed into one of absolute shock and horror. She ran her hands through her hair, frustrated. Her eyes held an emotion she rarely showed – fear,
Katrina paced back and forth in her office, red heels clicking against the solid wooden floor. Apart from that the only sound that could be heard was the buzz of the TV. The display screen was lit up with a reporter talking excitedly about Justin Carter being alive. It couldn’t be; she kept shaking her head trying to register the news. Justin could not be alive, she herself had made sure of that. Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead and her heart raced at a million miles per hour. She stopped pacing. The information had fully sunk in now. Her red lips pursed into a thin line. Finally, she broke. Parting her lips, she let out a cry of anger and anguish.
Later that evening, the Lawson mansion was quite lively. The joyful chatter of the wealthy created a buzz in the air, and the clinking of wine glasses could be heard every few minutes. The bright light of the ginormous chandelier bounced off the exquisite interior and the live orchestra played a melodious classical tune in a corner. Beautiful rare white orchids decorated the entire hall along with blood red drapes and glittering crystals. Anyone could see that this was an occasion for the upper class. Waiters roamed carrying expensive champagne and aromatic foreign starters. Everything and everyone looked like they had been taken out of a magazine.
Away from all the commotion in the main hall. Katrina stood in the master bedroom, upstairs, in front of a full length mirror. She stared at her reflection, thinking about how all this seemed so de-ja-vu. She looked absolutely stunning in her navy blue gown. He was the one who gave it to her. Despite how drop dead gorgeous she looked, she still had a weird queasy feeling at the pit of her stomach. A sudden light knock at the door snapped her out of her jumbled thoughts.
“Come in” She said, with a trembling voice.
The door swung open revealing the man she was supposed to spend the rest of her life with. At the door stood Alexander Lawson wearing a designer navy blue suit. She turned away from the mirror to get a clear look at him. His mouth was slightly agape.
“You look beautiful” he breathed.
“Thank you” she said, looking down and tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“I told you that dress would look great on you” he chuckled trying to lighten the mood.
“Now shall we?” he asked, stretching his hand out, for her to take. “Our guests await us.”
The hall turned pin drop silent as the guests saw their hosts entering, hand in hand. Katrina and Alexander nodded curtly to them in greeting as they made their way up to the small platform in front. Alexander made sure to grab a glass of champagne from a nearby waiter before he climbed the on to the platform. He cleared his throat before beginning.
“Many of you are wondering why we invited you here today. Well, we wanted you to celebrate with us this huge moment in our lives. What I am trying to say is that, Trina and I are engaged-” He paused a bit waiting for the news to sink in.
An excited murmur rose for a while but gradually died down allowing Alexander to continue. This time though he was talking about all the great qualities that Katrina possessed. She on the other hand had zoned out with a plastic smile plastered on her face and a distant look in her eyes. This whole scenario was too familiar for her liking. She remembered five years ago. Five years ago, she stood in the same situation, with a different man and more familiar faces surrounding her.
Her short trip down memory lane was put to an end when alexander reached for her hand, so as to place a kiss on it. She blushed. He then turned to the crowd and raised his glass of champagne in the air.
“To our happiness” He toasted, proudly.
The crowd erupted into applause and shouts of congratulations could be heard. Once everyone had settled down, after clapping and cheering. Silence rose again, but before Alexander could continue and encourage his guests to enjoy the evening a new voice spoke. This voice made a chill run down Katrina’s spine and her blood run cold.
“To your happiness. And Trina may you live happily ever after” the voice said, ringing out loud and clear. The crowd automatically parted, revealing the very much alive Justin Carter himself. His hand was raised mid-air from the toast that he had just proposed. He drank the champagne in one gulp and set it on a tray that a waiter was holding, as he walked from the back to the front. The gossip mongers in the crowd had already started whispering.
“You know, Trina?” He paused, looking at her closely. “You do look very breath taking tonight. Maybe it has something to do with the dress you are wearing. Which if I remember correctly, I bought you”
Audible gasps could be heard now, along with whispers. Beside a very stunned Katrina stood a very angered Alexander. Who the hell did this man think he was? He thought. Justin could clearly see that he had hit a raw nerve of the couple now standing directly in front of him but on a platform. Justin, however could not care less. In fact he climbed on the small stage and was now staring into Katrina’s green orbs. He could not believe that he had once loved this woman. Alexander was too stunned by Justin’s sudden approach to even fathom a proper reaction. Katrina on the other hand, had turned paler as she starred at the handsome face of the man she thought she would never see again. The man she thought she had killed. Only one question circled her mind; did he know? Did he know that she was the one who had sabotaged his plane?
Also I would love it if you commented on why you think she did it and other things and I might just answer questions 🙂