Samantha McCartney is turned into the laughing stock of her family when her childhood crush and soon-to-be husband a wedding ring on her younger sister's instead of her on their wedding day. Devastated and heartbroken, Samantha gets drunk and ends up having a one-night stand with someone she had only seen on TV and more; happened to be the estranged stepbrother of her childhood crush.
Chapter 1 Family Sacrifices
Some sacrifices have to be made for the family, no matter the cost.
Annabelle sat on a chair, her hands placed on her lap. She did not utter a word-she just stared at the people around her, taking in the words, making sense of them, and understanding her fate. Even if she had not been consulted in the beginning when the decision was made, she could not bring herself to disagree now. If there was one thing her mother taught her while growing up, it was the importance of making sacrifices.
She looked back at the TV screen, the images and captions blurring-merging into one. It wasn't as if she was not paying attention, but the image on the screen, the man whose picture made the headlines that evening, was more than just a face to her now. He was going to be her reality.
"Annabelle?" her mother's voice jolted her from her reverie. Not that she had been deep in thoughts anyway.
"Yeah?" she answered.
"You have said nothing the entire time. We don't want to force you to do something you are not comfortable with. It is just that... this is the only option we have. You are the only hope we have at this point," her mother said.
Annabelle knew her mother was telling the truth. She knew that if there was any other way, she would have taken it, no matter the risk. But they were standing at the edge of the precipice, and she was their only solution.
"Ma, I said I'd do it and I meant it. You aren't forcing me to do anything. I know just how much the company means to you and Pa. If it takes me settling down now, I would do it over and over again in a heartbeat. Besides," she stared at the TV for a couple of seconds and turned to look at her parents, "he sounds like a good man. The news, articles and magazines cannot possibly be wrong. Can they?"
Her mother hesitated for a minute or two before shaking her head.
"I doubt they are wrong. He is a decent man."
Annabelle smiled. "Then why do you have such gloomy look on your faces? You should be happy, right?" she looked at her father.
"We are happy. Extremely so. Thank you," her father responded.
"Alright then. I think I'll go get some rest. "
Annabelle let the tears pour down from her face when she was well away from the living room. Placing her palm over her mouth to stifle the gasp, she dragged her legs heavy with sadness to her room.
She wasn't happy-that was clear. The truth was, she was dreading her future. She was dreading having to marry a man who, up till yesterday, was just another face on the news, another headline in articles and another eligible bachelor on gossip magazines.
Talon Jameson. She said the name over and over again, rolling it around her tongue. Annabelle Jameson-maybe it would do the trick. Maybe she would fall in love with his last name that the thought of getting married to him would not feel so bad.
She tried it again and gave up. It wasn't like it was going to work anyway. But she could not reject it, not when she knew that he was the key to keeping her family off the streets. Her father had told in her in no certain terms yesterday, 'we are neck deep in debt and if we do not pay by month's end, they will take this house and the company. We will be left with nothing. Thankfully, I have a solution.
Although she had not known at that point that the solution was her, she had made up her mind that whatever help her Pa needed, she would offer. Which was why, when they sat her down today and he said, 'Mr. Jameson has offered to give us the money that we need, but only on one condition. That you marry his son,' she said yes without even thinking twice.
According to her father and the magazines, Talon Jameson was said to be the heir of a billionaire conglomerate. But his father, in his will, specified that the only way Talon would ever take over the empire was if he was married. The old man also added a clause that his son was to get married before the month was over or his assets would be liquidated and given to charity. The blogs, magazines, and other platforms had created their own theories about who he would marry. They even created a list of the most eligible women in his age group, calling on him to pick from them.
Just last week, Annabelle had the same conversation with her friend, Jess, who had been nursing a crush on Talon Jameson for years. Even though Annabelle wasn't interested, Jess had proceeded to talk her ears off, citing her own list and giving reasons why she thought each woman was perfect. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that a conversation she didn't even have the least bit of interest in would become the center of her life.
How did she not see that her father was going through a severe financial crisis? Maybe she could have helped; she could have done something to avert what was about to happen. She sighed. It wasn't like she had a degree in finance anyway. She was more attuned to art and creativity, unlike her father, who preferred cooking books and numbers.
Some sacrifices had to be made for family, no matter the cost.
She was ten when her mother first spoke those words to her and eleven years later, she was having to live them.
Her phone rang and she picked it up. It was her best friend, Jess.
"Hey," she said.
"You will not believe this!" Jess's voice was high with excitement. "I just saw in the new 'Real Men' magazine that Talon has chosen his fiancée! I bet it's one of the women on my list."
You might have to let go of that bet.
Annabelle took a deep breath. "You are not gonna believe this. Not in a thousand years."
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