Chapter 29: This Is It

One Year Later

Anna's POV

I hated the graveyard sites but I needed to say the proper 'Goodbye' I never got a chance to do.

I got out the shower and stared at the fitted black dress lying on the bed. I sighed heavily and then found it difficult to stop the tears from escaping my eyes.

Using the bath towel, I wiped my tears away and gathered myself. I towel off my skin then applied lotion to it. I sat down at the dresser and did my hair and my makeup before stepping into the dress and a pair of black stilettos.

I left the master bedroom and ran into my husband holding our baby boy in his arms.

"Are you ready Mrs. Kissle?" he charmingly asked as he placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I'm ready Mr.Kissle," I answered and the three of us headed towards the awaited car outside the mansion.

I was going to visit my mother's grave. It was something I had never done since her passing but when Antonio recalled what he saw his mother did, I knew I had to face my fear and say a proper hello and goodbye to my mother. My mother didn't die of cancer. That was a lie I believed all my life. My mother was actually poisoned.

It happened a day before her fortieth birthday. My mother was very fond of cake so when a birthday arrived at her office, she devoured it without even thinking twice that it could be from someone who wanted her dead.

Alice had enough connections covered it up and paid doctors and even coroner to state that my mother's death was due to pancreatic cancer.

Alice deserved the lengthy jail sentence she received from the court of law for murder and so did Peter, for attempted murder.

When Antonio got shot and i saw him collapsed to the floor, I feared the worst. Peter dropped the gun quickly and ran to his son's side with tears in his eyes. Alice heard the gunshot and rushed into the room. She saw a bleeding Antonio and she called the emergency number. Afterwards, she wailed on Peter like a man.

Peter was ordered to sign back over all my mother's possessions to me, including the accounts which held over one hundred and fifty million dollars in total.

I had my dream come through when Melissa actually filed for divorce and Antonio complied peacefully. He signed the papers and once it had been finalised, me and him started dating.

I gave birth to handsome and healthy baby boy who had the eyes of his father and curly black hair. As soon as the baby arrived, Antonio asked for my hand in marriage as I must admit that I couldn't believe it. I thought that it was all a joke and i also thought that he was just marrying me because I was the one who had all the money now, and with money, came power. But that wasn't the case. He poured out his heart to me and told me when he actually started falling for me and I saw the truth of it in his eyes.

We've became a family and those around us accepted that. Melissa and I spoke to each other and from time to time and we would get together as well. She moved on and got engaged to a movie producer from Hollywood.

Elizabeth became my best friend and I gave her a position at my shipping agency that Antonio was still the CEO and manager of. She worked for way more money and she enjoyed her new job.

Antonio, our son and I got into the waiting car and we drove to my mother's grave at the cemetery. I stared blackly once I was standing in front of the tombstone. I didn't know how to begin.

"Are you alright?" Antonio asked me as he circle one arm around my neck.

"I'm fine," I answered and exhaled.

"Hi mom. I miss you so much and I wanted you to know that I've finally found my happiness and my place in this world. I've lost you but I've gained a husband and a son. I wish you could see how happy my life has turned out and I have you to thank for everything. I love you mom."

And with that, we left the graveyard.


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Psych!
That wasn't what happened one bit, at least not all of it. The cheating and the pregnancy occured but I guess I fantasied too much about Antonio to the point where I was believing my fantasies and made-ups.
He and I never got married. He stayed married to Melissa and she and I were never friends. How can you even possibly think of being friends with someone who slept with your husband behind your back and to rub more salt into the wound, got pregnant. An experience she wouldn't live.

I moved out of the mansion by myself. That's right. I left my child in the care of his father and his step-mom slash mom. I believed it in my heart they would be much better parents than I can ever be for the baby. I wasn't going to carry my child along the unsettled lifestyle I lived although I was going to make better choices now,

The money and my stepfather were somewhat true but it was more of a bribe. He gave me some money to keep my mouth shut about he and my mom so that his wife wouldn't find out. She would never hurt a fly but I disliked the woman the day I saw her face. She did nothing to my mom. Mom died of cancer.

I bought myself a car and it was in terrible condition but it felt damn good to be behind the wheel, wind in my hair and drive out of palm beach,

THE END