Emily was exhausted after their passionate union and fell asleep soundly. She soon started fantasizing... In her dream, it was her 21st birthday, and she was having a fantastic time after drinking so many shots of B52 and drinking a Long Island iced tea.
Her cousin Rhea Moore, the daughter of her uncle Eric Moore, her father's half-brother, took her out of her house and told her she needed to get on with her life.
It was ironic since no one realized she had no more life to live, no future, as she was dying of a fatal condition. However, in the end, she caves in and goes to the nightclub with Rhea.
She had never consumed strong alcohol before, but after a couple of shots and a glass of Long Island iced tea, she was wild and dancing on the top of the bar.
Later, when she was out of breath and ready to depart, her cousin offered her another drink as she left. She didn't think much of it and drank a single swallow before exiting the club.
In the following scene, she incoherently exclaims, "I do," to an elderly guy who has just concluded his speech before signing her name on a marriage contract.
An incredibly gorgeous man stands alongside her, embracing her and whispering, "Now that we are legally married, you can do what you want with me, and I will oblige." He has a nasty smirk on his lovely face.
Soon, she was experiencing her wildest dreams of them having the most memorable night.
Her virginity had been taken; it was painful at first, up until her newly wedded husband began devouring her alive, leaving her feeling as if she had died and gone to heaven.
They had spent the entire night traveling to and from paradise or hell. She traced his features in the darkness only after they were ready and had run out of energy when they lay together in a beautiful embrace.
He has the softest skin, like a baby's buttocks. Feeling Emily's delicate palm on his cheek, her husband grinned and said, "You're finally mine, little Emily..." I've been waiting for this for many years. I adore you with all of my heart."
The following shot shows her at the operation table, gasping for oxygen, with only the gentle beeping of the monitors breaking the oppressive quiet. The doctors and nurses were doing everything they could to rescue her. Ultimately, she never finds out who Aiden's father and the guy she married are.
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The next day, Emily awoke to an empty bed. Jake had departed long ago, keeping their previous night's escapades a secret. He didn't want anyone in the house, particularly his son Aiden, to know they were sleeping together even though they had agreed and signed an agreement.
As she got up and on the way to the bathroom to get ready, Aiden came through the door, grinning. "Good morning, Mom! Did you and Uncle Jake have a good night's sleep?"
Emily was left stunned, her jaw hanging wide. Her eyes widened to the size of a saucer, and she was half-awake, half-dreaming.
"Aiden, what makes you think Uncle Jake slept with Mommy last night?" she joked, but her voice was soft as a morning breeze.
"Last night, I wanted to spend the night in your arms, but when I got here, I noticed Uncle Jake was here with you, so I returned to my room. I know because of that."
Aiden gave a sincere, non-malicious response with his baby voice so sweet.
Emily stepped closer to Aiden and lowered herself to his level. Feeling embarrassed that they had been discovered, she tried to justify their actions.
"Well, that makes sense! He came here to relax because he was angry that we didn't invite him to our little celebration. However, as he recovered, he returned to his room, leaving me to sleep alone." She couldn't look him in the eyes since she knew she just made up a story.
"It's alright, Mommy; Aunty Ofelia instructed me to keep what I saw last night to myself. Consequently, he made the motion of zipping his mouth while placing his finger on his lips.
"Oh, I'm so grateful! My little angel. Uncle Jake and I do not share a room, even though Mommy and Uncle Jake are married. And we do not know what others might think if they find out. Do you get it?"
Although she doesn't have to explain, she tries to persuade Aiden. She feels terrible about what they did the previous evening and believes she owes him that.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'm a good boy. I promise never to tell on Uncle Jake and you. Alright. Then he rested his two short arms over Emily's neck, tipping his toe to kiss her flushed cheeks.
Emily hugged him and returned his kisses before shoving aside to get dressed. She had promised Eve Young said she would pick her up at the Airport when she arrived today.
"Aiden, the next three days will be pretty hectic for Mommy. Thus, Aunty Ofelia and Uncle Earl should be treated well and avoid headaches. Mommy will also look into a preschool where you can interact with kids your age instead of just grownups. Do you think that would be good?"
Aiden leaped joyfully up and down at hearing his mother's words.
"Yes, Mommy! That sounds good to me. Mommy, thank you so much; I love you!"
He then swiftly exited the room to allow Emily time to get dressed.
All Emily could do to hide her humiliation was cover her face with two palms and shake her head as soon as Aiden was gone.
Emily hurried to the shower after realizing she would be late.
After finishing, she chose her daily attire: a top suit, a white sleeveless shirt, and matching light blue slacks. She used minimal makeup to enhance her natural beauty. And her ensemble included light blue shoes and a matching handbag with a tinge of white.
After carefully checking herself in the full-length mirror and being satisfied with what she saw, Emily left her room for a light breakfast.