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When I got home that day, I was tired and grumpy. I hated my job with a passion, and some days were just harder than others. I had barely opened the door, and he was on me.
Grabbing me, he lifted me---my bag falling, forgotten, to the floor---spinning us round and round until we fell on the bed, dizzy and out of breath. He was beaming, his smile so huge that I started crying from happiness for him. He was talking so fast, peppering my face with kisses that I struggled to keep up with him.
He had bumped into a friend from Uni during one of his shifts. They got to talking, and eventually, he asked him to handle the marketing and promotion of his start-up company. The pay wasn’t great, but the experience was priceless.
It took time and hard work, but that client turned into two, then three, and eventually they could afford to rent office space. And as they say, the rest is history.
Three years after we started dating, Lucas proposed, and a couple of months later, we were married. We were still living on a shoestring budget, but we didn’t care.
We were having our usual noodles for dinner, and when I got to the bottom of my bowl, I saw the ring. It was gold, with the tiniest diamond ever, but that didn’t matter. It wasn’t the ring but the commitment behind it that made me burst into tears. I tackled Lucas, completely forgetting about the ring and almost ripping his clothes off. We were insatiable, and I lost count of the number of times I screamed my release that night. I’m sure poor Stuart from upstairs didn’t sleep a wink.
“I guess that’s a yes,” Lucas chuckled in my ear when finally we were so exhausted we could hardly move. I froze and then scrambled out of bed, frantically trying to find my ring. My noodle bowl lay discarded on its side, and when we finally found it, it had gotten stuck in a gap between a tile and the missing skirting. Lucas had to pry it out with a teaspoon.
He asked me again, a second time, both of us naked and on our knees, and I gave him the words.
The way I flashed that ring around, one would think it was the most expensive one that could be bought at Tiffany’s, but I didn’t care. I was so proud of it, so proud that Lucas loved me enough to want to marry me. It was never about the money, only about Lucas.
A couple of months later, we were married in the backyard of my family home with just our family and closest friends in attendance. I designed and made my dress and Lillian’s bridesmaid dress, but I could have been naked for all I cared. All I had eyes for was my beautiful Lucas, and I could see the same love reflecting in his eyes.
For our honeymoon, we booked into a little B&B in Hallandale Beach, and for the three days we hardly got out of bed. It was perfect.
When decent money started coming in, we moved into a bigger apartment and stayed there until I fell pregnant with Lizzy. We agreed we didn’t want her growing up in an apartment, so we went house hunting.
The minute we saw our house, we fell in love. It was pricey, but with the success of Lucas’s business and the money I inherited when Dad died, we could make it work.
Dad had passed away the year before from a sudden heart attack, and maybe I would have mourned him if it hadn’t been for the manner of his death. He died in the bed of Mom’s sister, with whom he apparently had been having an off-and-on-again affair with since not long after their marriage.
It was a huge scandal.
It was revealed that uncle Benjamin and aunt Allison’s first child was actually Dad’s. Needless to say, we were all crushed, Mom and Uncle Benjamin more so. There was a huge fight when Aunt Allison found out that neither she nor Cory—now my half-brother—were provided for in the will.
She claimed that Dad had promised he would take care of her. She ended up getting nothing and losing her family. Uncle Benjamin divorced her, and none of her children, not even Cory, wanted anything to do with her. Karma came and bit her in the ass. I just wish it did the same with Dad.
Lucas was the rock we depended on during that time, and he never faltered.
At first, I hated Dad so much I didn’t want to touch my inheritance, but when I saw that house, I changed my tune faster than a Canary on speed. He caused me so much unhappiness during my life that the least he could do in death was contribute towards my happiness. We bought the house and were on top of the world when Lizzy was born. All our dreams and hard work were finally paying off.
