~HGW Chapter 3.1 Part 2 "The Day"~

~Present Day: 15 Years Later~

I never really knew what had happened after that but what I did find out is that Avery’s cousin Allen would be going to jail for the next 20 years for kidnapping. And another thing I had known was that I lost my son and husband all that day. My husband didn’t die he just simply came back to the estate and couldn’t recall what happened at all that day. Either he didn’t remember or he was simply shielding me from the truth. Because when we were reunited he brought Allen and Carmella’s kid and told me that we were adopting him.

I didn’t and couldn’t accept him at first. Did my husband honestly think I would? He would never replace Markus! I was cold to that child because his parents were the reason I my son wasn’t with me that day. Well the years went by and I had no choice BUT to accept him and I did and Charles wasn’t a bad kid. Over the years that incident began to slowly fade from my memory until that was until a few days ago when I saw my ghost of a child in the foyer with Henry.

It was a Tuesday evening and I had just gotten home from visiting Avery in the hospital. Recently it was discovered that he had a very severe illness and that’s why I asked Charles to secretly track down Markus (who I learned goes by the name of Marco now) without my husband’s knowledge.

I was at the mirror putting in my pearl studs in my ears when I decided to walk through that room and introduce myself. Charles said it was a bad idea but I shrugged him off. He was standing behind me now with a grim expression on his face.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked me and I turned around a little irritated.

“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t be putting on my Sunday best on a Tuesday!” I snapped at him only for him to roll his eyes at me…which is a big pet peeve of mine forcing me to glare at him.

“S-sorry mam” he stammered and I continued to glare…after all these years I still didn’t like him.

“Your dismissed” I said with a little more venom then necessary. He bowed like a gentlemen and walked through the double doors.

“HENRY!” I yelled as I gave myself one final look in the mirror and approved myself of my overall look. When I didn’t get a response out of him I decided to start walking towards the room.

“Is he here?” I asked again as I hesitated to open the door. I knew this was it the moment I have been waiting for since that fateful day fifteen years ago. That day where I lost everything and my life became broken. That day I lost two important men in my life. That day I lost myself to a curse called insanity. I opened the doors and there I saw him. My son Markus “Marco” Rayford. I gave him a warm smile as I stared at my boy up and down. He instantly reminded me of Avery even though he dyed his blonde hair to black. He just looked like a normal teenage boy…did I want to take that life away from him? His normalcy?  I began to open my mouth to speak but then I noticed that he started to tremble the rage clear on his face.  

“Good day dear!” I said trying to sound warm and inviting instead he just gave me a frown. I folded my arms as I began to walk over to Marco but before I could reach he got up and pushed the cart of food out of his way knocking it over and making me step back.

“Marco” I pleaded as my emotions began to spill over. Why was my son upset with me? Okay I knew why he was upset with me but still it wasn’t my fault. His eyes shot daggers at me as his body continued to spit rage out at me Henry walked over to us as a maid came in to clean up the mess but he shooed her away.

“Young Master this is Sop-“ was all Henry managed to say before Marco walked backwards and headed to the door.

“First off. I am not your long lost stupid young master. And two I know who this woman is. I don’t care how many millions of dollars you spent tracking me. You’re seriously claiming that you are my mother? If you are I loathe you. How could you fucking abandon a SIX YEAR OLD! You are a poor excuse for a parent and mother and I refuse to take over this stupid empire of yours. I rather sit and watch it crumble beneath my feet” I ignored his rage as I was trying to lock eyes with my son to calm him down but I failed. The emotions that I was fighting back finally overcame me and the tears spilled out of my eyes.

“Marco” I said again and reached out a hand to him but he smacked it away. I knew it was foolish to think he would accept me so I decided to spill out the lie I was rehearsing in my head instead of the truth.

“P-please understand I was young and I had just started my career” It was a lie of course but I didn’t want him to know a truth I only knew half of!

“It’s not like you gave me up when I was a baby. You gave me up when I was SIX FUCKING YEARS OLD!” He pushed me out of the way at the end of that argument and ran through the doors I came out of. I was appalled at myself. I knew I should have went with Avery all those years ago and reclaimed my son. I knew I should have tracked him down sooner than later. And now I knew what I had to do: fix the damage that he has done.

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