Chapter 1
Carla's eyes opened up to the bright sunlight streaming through the window and adding more light than she preferred to the room. She must have left the window open by mistake last night.
Using her hand as a shield, she blocked the sun from her view and turned to the other side, backing the sunlight...a low groan left her as her head began to ache, the entire room reaked of alcohol.. and the half empty bottle from last night was currently leaking its contents unto the floor.
Carla sighed before raising the upper part of her body of the bed, and carefully stumbled her way to the bathroom.
Mess was an understatement, disaster was a little too much but it was the only accurate way to describe how she looked and felt. Her eyes swollen and red from crying herself to sleep, her hair unkept and uncombed for a week now..she hasnt been herself since..since..
Carla eyes got glossy and her lips trembled, she took a deep breath and tried to compose herself.. but instead of doing that, a loud sob left her instead..
She keeps trying so hard not to think of that night, but the harder she tries, the more vivid that night becomes.
Carla met Anthony at an art retreat she was dragged to by her art obsessed sister in london. Carla instantly found Anthony charming and incredibly handsome. Sure they could be easily mistaken to be father and daughter seeing as Anthony was basically 20 years older than her, but she believed that age was just a number thats why, through her family's disapproval, carla moved away from new york and moved in with Anthony in london.
Three years later they were both married and living what carla could only describe as the best days of her life, and until a week ago she was sure that it was gonna last forever.
Thats was until the phone rang that night.
Carla had never been so scared in her life as she stumbled through the hospital room only to find Anthony laying lifeless with a white clothe over his face. The doctor had informed her that he died on his way to the hospital after being in an severe accident.
She could remember screaming and begging it to be a dream. But it wasnt.
And now after one week, carla was still hoping Anthony would walk into the room and embrace her like he used to, kiss her, touch her and make love to her...but that was the real dream she was living in.
A soft knock on the room door drew her attention..she walked out of the bathroom and pulled the door open. Coming face to face with the butler Argent.
"Your mail came through, its from the lawyer ma'am" he stretched the white envelope to her.
Her gaze lasted on it for a while before looking at him, she sighed and took it before closing the door softly.
Tearing open the seal she read the law firm which it came from. It was indeed Anthony's lawyer that send it.
Reading the contents of the paper, Carla got to learn that Anthonys Will hearing was taking place tomorrow morning and Roland his lawyer was informing her that he was going to be here with the necessities.
Carla let the paper fall from her hold before walking into the bathroom once more.
