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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Ten: Broken Home
« Reply #50 on: November 29, 2015, 06:37:26 PM »
Divine Deception
"Broken Home"


If looks could kill, I'm sure I would be dead ten times over. Vita's eyes continue to pierce my skin as if they have the ability to shoot lasers from them, scanning my body with every beating second, scrutinizing my exterior, counting every single flaw. I wish I could say it doesn't bother me. I wish I could say that she's my only enemy trying to hurt me. But I can't. I may hate the Altos for everything that they've done, but after what I have done, I can't say that I hate them anymore than I hate myself. So I stare back at the person I had befriended months ago and smile, a movement I know will twist every muscle inside Vita as if spun with a fork.

It's Snowflake Day. Vita decided to throw a small get together, invite only. The hired help are given the day off and friends gather to see what the rich family are up to. Men and women arrive in limousines, couples dressed in ugly hand knit sweaters parade inside like they've done so many times before. Tonight I am one of those people. I live in this family. I am this family. The manservant Nick told me about a few weeks ago stays for the day to take part in the festivities. Supposedly, he's turned into Vita's new boy toy. I can't figure out if it is because they have decided to try things out or because this is Vita's way at getting back at Nick and I. While I can't be sure, I am leaning more towards the latter. This predicament between Nick, Vita and myself, if we can call it that, can't be easy on her. Surely she'll go out of her way to try and hurt us back.

When Nick and I returned to the mansion after our stay at the Sunset Motel a few weeks ago, Vita lost it on me. I had been shaken about it. I expected for her to jump down Nick's throat, but I was as much her target as she was mine. She called me fowl names, tossed insults at me every sentence she spoke and there was a few moments where she just stared at me, probably waiting for me to burst into flames. I know she hates me, that feeling is mutual, but the look in her eyes is a promise that she will never forgive me. Surprisingly, she didn't offer up much of a fight when Nick demanded that she pack up her stuff and move out of the master bedroom. Now Vita sleeps in the same room as her daughter Alicia, who I know wakes up at two in the morning screaming her head off.

"It's time for gifts," Nick says to his friends and family. His voice snaps me out of my trance with Vita and we both get up and make it to the living room. We did a Secret Santa for this year's special day. Everybody was given two names to gift for. I was given the manservant, Grady Elfman and Nick and Vita's daughter Holly. I bought Holly a gift, although I still haven't seen her arrive yet. There have been problems between she and her parents, but that was way long before I showed up on the scene, though I have to say that my presence hasn't made anything better, either.

When it's my turn, I walk up to the pile and grab my gift. It's a small box, wrapped in blue and yellow paper. It is really light and literally pops open when I undo the ribbon. I peek inside and smirk. There's a reason why it's so light. The inside is completely empty except for a little note with red ink. It says, "I think you've been given enough." I close the box and walk back to my seat. It's obvious who my Secret Santa was. I glance at Vita as I sit back down. She's beaming brighter than any of the lights on the house.

Her gift is as cold as the ice queen herself is. It probably took her countless days to figure out what she was going to gift me, how she was going to pay me back for the pain I've inflicted on her. If this is the worst she has, not giving me a present on Snowflake Day, I should be thrilled to have such an easy target. Maybe those nights outside building her igloos have been bring down her stress levels.

The next girl who goes up I have just met. Her name is Candi Wanabango. She came with her sister Donna. I've seen her before. Candi was at the Halloween Party, dressed up as a mermaid. I thought it was because of the costume party that she had been dressed so... rash, if that's the right word. It seems I was wrong. I nudge Nick and ask him if this is normal and he nods his head. He explains to me that Candi and her sister are dancers in Bridgeport. It takes me a moment before it clicks in. They're dancers. Special dancers and performers.
"Oh," is all I say.
"Nothing trashy, Sadie," Nick clarifies. "They're like Marilyn Monroe, very classy."
"I see." Sure, it would be hypocritical of me to say that I don't approve. I know how it looks, I just sabotaged a man's marriage by having an affair with my best friend's husband, but I can't help myself from feeling superior to the two dancers. High class? Was Marilyn Monroe such a thing? She may have been a pop icon, and many people will disagree with me, but I've never seen much class in a girl who parades herself, flaunting her sexuality to gather attention.

As Candi waits for Donna, she wants to open their presents together, I rethink what I've just said to myself. I don't care for Marilyn Monroe because I don't agree with what she did in the past? A sickening urge comes over me to throttle myself in the head a few times. What am I turning into? My scrutiny... If there's one person in this room that is closest to Marilyn Monroe, it's me.

Donna hasn't been seen since dinner, although I have an idea where she is. I can hear the computer prank I set months ago trigger in the office. People get bored of waiting and tell Candi to open the present without Donna.

She doesn't look happy with whatever she got.

Grady doesn't either. I guess the feather duster I bought him was a little too close to home.

The night wears on and the pile of gifts shrink until there is only one small box left at the bottom. Nick picks it up and kneels down on one knee.
"What are you doing?" I ask him and everything after that passes me like a blur. I can't hear what Nick is saying. It's mumbles. It's all mumbles as blood pumps through my ears.

"Sadie Lawrence..." Nick opens the box and reveals the engagement ring inside. "Will you marry me?"

I glance up and see Vita's staring at us from the side door. She's almost in tears. They aren't happy tears, though. She's fuming mad and betrayed. Her nails dig into the trim around the door to the point where I hear the wood scratching beneath her fingers. Hatred is drowning her and I know she's waiting for my answer. I look back at Nick.
"Yes," I say with happiness. Tears are in my eyes too. I toss my arms around him and kiss him, sobbing, "Yes, Nick Alto, I will marry you!"

And Vita makes her way outside, the sound of her teeth grinding against one another left in her wake. I watch her through the windows and she crawls into an igloo where she stays for the rest of the night. Nobody sees her at dessert. No one asks about her while they drink her coffee and I continue to watch her igloo as I take a bath, just to see her retreat to the house where it's warm. She never does.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Ten: Broken Home
« Reply #51 on: November 30, 2015, 10:40:59 AM »
And the plot thickens....

I don't think Vita is going to give up that easy, she's probably plotting against Sadie and Nick. Unless she's fallen asleep and never wakes up again.

Sadie and Nick engaged. Interesting turn of events.

Careful not to get in to deep yourself in that hole you're digging for Vita and Nick,  Sadie. You might not be able to dig yourself out at the end.
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Ten: Broken Home
« Reply #52 on: November 30, 2015, 02:08:10 PM »
Sadie might just give up on her mission and fall in love with Nick, but then her parents will never get justice, although , is murder justice?
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Ten: Broken Home
« Reply #53 on: December 01, 2015, 09:12:47 PM »
Well you guys know what they say about revenge... Dig two Graves.  One for your enemy and one for yourself.

Now, murder being justice... I guess it depends on who you are and what happened to you. This is the part that her client doesn't understand and what I slipped in during the motel episodes. Two wrongs don't make a right because two wrongs can never equal each other. Nick never killed Sadie's parents. Instead he blamed them for something they never did, yet Mr. Peters wants Sadie to kill him for it. Whether it's right or wrong, both instances have no balance.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #54 on: December 06, 2015, 09:20:30 PM »
Divine Deception
"One and Only"


The line between good and evil continues to blur beneath my feet like a treadmill. It might be at full speed, an illusion that I am moving at a great pace, but unfortunately I am going nowhere. Instead the line starts to disappear and its delimitation is no longer as clear as night and day. This is what my life has turned into: a hole, something I had hoped I would leave inside Vita. One I hoped that she would never be able to fill once my assignment was complete, yet here I am, digging deeper and deeper into the cold ground with little to do other than dig some more.

As I look at myself in the mirror, I try to justify the terrible things that I have done. I have broken a family apart, ripped a man from his wife and now I am engaged to him while Vita mourns the life of which she used to have. I no longer dip my toe into the darkness of evil. I've dived straight into it. I've dug myself into this hole so deep that I don't believe I will ever see light again. It leaves me with two and only two choices. I can either keep digging until I find light, the reason why I decided to participate in the mission to begin with. Or I keep digging until the place caves in. Whether it is made of lightness or darkness, good or evil, I must reap what I have sewn.

I head out to meet with the wedding planner. Nick can't make it. He's been busy at work the last few weeks since Snowflake Day, although he did say that he was never that good with decisions regarding decorations and whatnot. He said that it would be better without him anyway. While I disagreed, I didn't make a big deal about it. I am meeting with the wedding planner at The Wedding Place, but not for another few hours. I head over early so I can clear my head.

Clouds have rolled in and I know there is a storm on its way. To me, it seems fitting. It's been a little too quiet at the Alto residence and since Snowflake Day, I've been waiting for Vita's attack. Hurting her emotionally hasn't been exactly easy. Sure, she gets damaged, tears up a bit, but almost instantly she's over it. I know that all too well. That's what I do too. That means there is something bigger on its way if I can't crush her before she has the ability to strike. But I don't know what to do next. To be completely honest, everything that I have done I can't say has hurt her tremendously. Vita and Nick's marriage was on the rocks long before I arrived. Heck, I might even be able to say that me taking Nick away from her might have been a blessing in disguise. I need something that was never cracked to begin with. I need something Vita could only see as perfect from the very beginning...

The wedding planner never arrives even two hours after the time we scheduled so I leave. The clouds break apart and the sun starts to shine. I stop by Candi and Donna's house. Nick asked me to drop off the gift Candi "forgot" at the party. I don't think she forgot it by any means. She hated it, whatever she got, and she didn't want to take it with her. I didn't say such a thing, though. I press the doorbell instead. Nobody answers. Part of me is surprised, yet part of me is not. I would have expected them to be dancing tonight, not during the day. However, they probably go in whenever the cash is good. I still peek through the nearest window just to make sure.

Right then, the front door opens. I expect to see one of the girls, if not both, but when I look down, there a toddler crawls out and starts crawling away.

"Hey," I say to him as I pick him up. "Where are your parents?" He speaks in baby gibberish. I walk with him in my arms back to the door and knock a little harder this time. Still nobody answers, so I open the door and walk inside.

The place is deserted. From the faint scent of lavender perfume, I guess that Donna and/or Candi left just a little while ago. I pull out my cell phone and call them. Neither of them answers the numbers Nick gave me. I walk back outside and check the backyard to find it empty.

The young one starts to cry and a quiet him and pull him close. "It's okay," I whisper. I can't help but think of my own childhood and how abandoned I felt when my parents left me. I can still remember my mother crying the night she tucked me into bed. I didn't understand why that night. She said she was crying because she had been cutting onions. Being young, I believed her. I didn't think adults cried. I thought they were strong and crying was something a child grew out of. How wrong I was, and now I know why she was crying that night. That was the last time my family could be classified as whole. I would never see either of my parents again. That was the night my mother said goodbye forever.

A truck door snaps me out of my daze. I shake my head and notice a man with dark skin and black hair step out. "Hey, what are you doin' with my kid?"

My eyebrows raise. "He's yours?" I don't wait for him to answer. "I wouldn't have thought his father would leave him here alone." Before I can say anything else, the man yanks the child from my arms and stomps inside, slamming the door behind him. I stand there, baffled. I don't even know what I should do. Do I ignore it and go home? Do I call child services? Then a thought hits me and I know that it can solve both of my problems.

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I hear Vita walk into the dining room around dinnertime. Grady's in the kitchen making our meal and Nick called earlier this evening to let everyone know that he would be working late. I listen to Vita's footsteps. They're quick but consistent, like she's determined to get somewhere. Until they come to an abrupt halt. I know exactly what it's about too. Surely she must have seen the photograph I had put up when I got home. My photo of Nick and I at the winter festival finally arrived. I had framed it the instant I could and put it in the sitting area outside Vita's room.

"What is this?" I hear Vita growl, her teeth chomping onto every word as if they are so bitter that they stick to her tongue.

I walk into the dining room. "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"It seems these days when we see trash we call it art," Vita spews. She doesn't look at me. She stares at the photo as if ready to toss it at the wall. When she does glance over her shoulder to take a peek at me, she says, "You're all prettied up. Got somewhere to be? Moving out, possibly?"

"Actually, I have some news I wanted to share with you. I thought I would dress for the occasion."

Vita spins around to face me. "Well, the wedding isn't for a few weeks. Don't tell me I've missed the rehearsal dinner," she scoffs, walking over to the wet bar and pouring herself a drink. "Or did you finally come to your senses and realize that this arrangement between you and my husband is nothing more than a two dollar fling?"

Listening to Vita's arrogance expel from her lips takes me back. I hadn't realized that I've been able to get under her skin so well.

"No, Nick and I are doing very well, thank you."

Vita rolls her eyes and takes a swig from her drink.

"Well, it has to do with a few things. My bachelorette party is tomorrow night and I still haven't received your RSVP. Don't tell me it got lost in the mail," I joke.

"Nothing would please me more than to be there, Sadie, but I have more important things to do than drinking away my sorrows with a bunch of hussies."

"I won't be drinking anything," I say, letting her insult roll off my back. "Other than water, that is."

Vita looks at me questionably.

"I'm pregnant." I don't have enough time to relish the colour draining from Vita's face before the door to her bedroom opens.

"Mrs. Alto?" A pudgy woman with dark hair tied up at the back of her head comes into view. She has a baby bag slung over her shoulder and a few toys in her hands.

Vita turns to face her, finishing off her drink. "Yes?"

"My name is Linda Duran and I'm here on the behalf of Social Services. I'm sorry to report that your child is being taken away."

"What?"

"We were contacted by an anonymous caller reporting that you are unstable and unable to care for your child."

"This is ridiculous!" Vita argues. "I'm stable. Look around yourself!"

"I am." Linda glares at the empty glass in Vita's hand. "You have treated your child poorly and, unfortunately, we are going to take her away," Linda continues.

"You can't... You won't!" Vita's dropped her glass now and is following Linda as she makes her way to the front door.

I stand in the back watching. It's like a soap opera. A sad soap opera where I actually feel something other than hatred. I feel and that's a problem. It can and will be used as a weakness if handed to the wrong person. Tears sting the back of my eyes to the point where I have to turn away and wipe them.

I am the person who did this. I called them, had them brought here after telling them a long story about how Vita was mistreating her child. How Nick hasn't been around much because of work and how the child has been suffering.

Vita runs by me and straight into her room. She's not going to hide. She's there to see if Alicia actually has been taken away. Her crib is empty just like my parents' bedroom was when I went to wake them that morning many years ago. I am young again and I feel everything. The echoing of my blood running through my ears. The tension at the back of my throat with the urge to cry. 

When I see Linda start her car up and drive off, I clear my throat, compose myself and return to the woman in front of me.

"You did this!" Vita screams at me. She's shaking and for the first time since I've known her, there is real devastation in her eyes. I've made a dent. Vita won't be able to crawl into her igloo and forget this all happened like she's done time and time again. No, this time, I have her in the palm of my hand, closing in on her.

"I'm sorry, Vita... truly."

"Why would you do such a horrible thing?"

I smirk inwardly at her. "I know you don't understand this, but there is room for one child in this house and one child only. Seeing as you can barely keep up on your own I thought it would be best to have her moved into a family with love bursting at its seams. I'm sure you can understand that."

"You're a monster!"

Her words slap me hard across the face. "No, I'm your best friend, who has been there and will always be there for you when you need me most." I turn around and head back to the office as Vita bursts into tears. I don't look back. I can't bare to see her face or for her to see mine. I know I can't hide behind this mask of apathy any longer. I close the door and sit down.

My guilt grows as I listen to the wails coming from Vita in the other room. Her thrashing and glasses shattering once they come in contact with the ceramic floor. My guilty heart is a silent one and I can barely hear or feel its pulse. Tears stream down my face for I know how hard it is to be torn from a family member. Whether or not she was good at it, Vita was Alicia's mother and there is nothing that can change that. A mother's love is stronger than any other out there and no matter how hard she tries, Vita will never be able to forget this. The unfortunate part for me is that neither will I. I have dug myself too deep in the hole that I know for a fact there is no way out. I have gone the distance of pulling a child from her mother just like she had me and I will continue on with tomorrow as if nothing ever happened. While I haven't married into the family completely yet, I have transformed into an Alto, through and through.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #55 on: December 06, 2015, 11:34:36 PM »
Poor Vita, Sadie has broken herself, and broken things can never truly be repaired
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #56 on: December 07, 2015, 11:13:16 AM »
And as Sadie says she has "transformed into an Alto, through and through"... I hope she can find her way back to herself once all this is over! I still don't trust the guy that hired her... It all just seems a little too pat for me... I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who got rid of Sadie's parents and now is trying to do the Alto's in because they were friends with them... Not that I think Nick and Vita are innocent, they could never be that. But something just doesn't feel right about this whole thing.
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #57 on: December 08, 2015, 09:44:30 AM »
You might be onto something there, Magz. I can confirm that Mr. Peters makes a reappearance next season.  :o

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #58 on: December 08, 2015, 02:16:44 PM »
I agree, I never quite liked the idea of "Mr Peters", and her finding all those files (including her parents') just seemed too easy
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Eleven: One and Only
« Reply #59 on: December 10, 2015, 06:18:20 PM »
Poor Mr. Peters. He was only trying to help.  ::) yeah... right.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Twelve: Cold Feet
« Reply #60 on: December 29, 2015, 08:23:42 PM »
Divine Deception
"Cold Feet"


Rainbow. It's seven letters, one for each of its colours. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. Each one merges into one another like a family member who embraces a child during a summer storm. The stunning band of seven colours stretches far beyond the eyes can see, and supposedly, if one is ever capable of meeting the rainbow's end, a pot of gold waits to be captured. I never believed in that. It's what an optimist sees. A light in a dark tunnel, to keep them moving during a rainy day. That there is always good in the worst of situations. To me, a rainbow is as simple as water meeting light. Logical, realistic and straight to the point. Then again, I've been rather pessimistic lately and I haven't seen light for a very long time.

It doesn't help that Nick didn't decide to come home last night. I've been calling him all morning and afternoon and he refuses to answer my calls, his voicemail is full and if I hear that automatic voice tell me to leave a message after the beep again, I just might lose my head and toss my cellphone across the lawn. I hang up instead.

"Is something the matter, dear?"
Just the sound of Vita's voice gets the current under my skin bubbling. It's not so much that she speaks but how. Her soft tone and phony attempt at concern. She doesn't care, she's made that blatantly obvious, and I don't blame her, but the way she's able to stick the knife in and give it a good twist makes my nails bite my palms so much that I have to be careful not to draw blood.

I turn around to face her. "Nothing I can't handle."

Vita makes a noise that transports her disbelief into the air. "I couldn't help but notice that Nick didn't come home last night. Hopefully he isn't getting cold feet." I catch her gaze. Before I can reply, Vita's speaking again. "I mean, it's so close to the wedding. To back out now would be... devastating."

"I wouldn't have thought you'd care."

"Well, I would hate to waste my time if such things were being planned before the big day." She pulls out an envelope from her pocket and drops it at my feet. "My RSVP. Hopefully your wedding day will give me some answers."

I squint at her, taking in her relish. "Answers? Such as?"

"Like who you are, where you came from..." She pauses, looks me up and down as if scrutinizing my every flaw and finally says, "and why the hell you are still here."



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By the time I make it to my party, Nick still hasn't made contact with me. I am starting to get worried and have started checking my phone every few seconds just in case I miss him. It's not like Vita's great words of wisdom stick tick at the back of my head like a clock that's stuck in time. I hadn't realized it until now, for the amount of people I come in contact with every day, I have never felt so alone in my life. While I could never tell Nick about what I've been hired to do, I can't say I've never thought about it. I just need somebody to talk with. My normal assignments take little time, a month at most. My emotions were able to stay in check until the mission came to its end. Now, it's different. This mission has almost lasted a year, twelve times my longest and the destruction I have been inflicting on this family has started to splash back at me to the point where I just want to call it quits.

I can't say I haven't considered it. Peters wouldn't be happy, though I am sure I would be able to make amends. But I would still have two problems left. First, I wouldn't be able to avenge my parents and I have gotten myself so close to the Altos that to break from their grasp would be as hard if not harder than getting involved in the first place. My name is intertwined with theirs. My image has been tacked onto Nick's side... To disappear would leave too many loose ends.

Maybe one day I will be able to speak to one of these ladies openly. Tell them how much I just want to leave Vita alone to swallow her venom and that the life of a Destroyer has broken me so much that I don't want to be a part of it anymore. But for now, I take a deep breath and forget it. Right now, I can't do anything other than have a good time...

Like Judy. She seems to be enjoying herself quite a bit.

I grab a bottle of wine and spray Rayne as she tries to make a toast about my last night before marriage.

Everybody makes their way to the hot tub outside. Marley and a few begin to dance and Judy keeps taking drink after drink. For an older woman, she can really hold her own. After drink, after drink, after drink...

after drink, I come to the conclusion that I don't think Judy's gone out in a very long time.

By two in the morning, she's out like a light and I have had enough. I head up to my room.

I didn't notice it when I first arrived, but the bathroom hadn't been cleaned. Hand prints smear the mirror's surface, pieces of toilet paper litter the floor and I don't even want to describe what I see in the toilet. Right then, my cell phone goes off. I bring it to my ear.

"Nick?" I say with excitement, both that he returned my call and that he didn't get cold feet like Vita had suggested. I know that it seems wasteful to listen to Vita, but as much as I hate to admit it, the woman was able to get into my head.

"Yeah, honey, you called me?" Nick's tone is halfhearted to the point where it almost seems like he's being flippant.

"Hours ago, where have you been?"

"I'm at the art gallery," he answers. "It's my bachelor party."

I can imagine what that party would be like. I keep my thoughts to myself, though. I know I am letting Nick's carelessness get at me. "Sure, and I am at mine too, yet I still found time to try and get a hold of you. Where were you this morning or last night?"

Nick sighs. "I got taken in."

"What?"

"The police wanted to ask our employees some questions. This is a normal thing, don't you worry about it."

"This is normal?" I can feel my fists tightening again. "I shouldn't worry about it? What if something happened to you? Something worse than being questioned?"

"I don't get why you're mad." It's probably the most thoughtful thing Nick has said yet. Darn right I'm mad. The fact that he understands that and not why is what aggravates me the most. That he can't comprehend what is wrong with his disappearance act and why it would affect me. Am I mad? Simply put, yes.

"You don't get why I'm mad? You don't get why on the eve of our wedding day you don't see that your disappearance could mean a number of things?" I snort inwardly. "If you could have heard Vita this morning, telling me how you could have gotten cold feet and some senses."

"You know that she's just trying to tear us apart--"

"And I believed her." I pause to catch my breath. "I thought you left."

Nick exhales deeply. "Sadie, listen to me. Don't, for a minute, listen to one word my ex-wife says. She's manipulative and will do anything to pull anyone down to her level of hatred. And I am not leaving. You and I are destined to marry tomorrow and we will be husband and wife no matter what that woman says or does. I'm sorry, but I thought you knew."

I don't know what Nick's referencing what he suggests that I knew: Vita or him and I. I decide not to question it. "I need to get some sleep," I say.

"Okay. Well, I hope to see you at the altar tomorrow evening. I love you."

Tears sting my sinuses. "I love you too." I hang up without another word and get ready for bed.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Twelve: Cold Feet
« Reply #61 on: December 30, 2015, 05:21:15 AM »
So... one more sleep til the big day.  I do wonder how that is going to pan out.  Run Sadie, run far, run fast!
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Twelve: Cold Feet
« Reply #62 on: January 01, 2016, 12:27:11 PM »
So... one more sleep til the big day.  I do wonder how that is going to pan out.  Run Sadie, run far, run fast!

Hahaha! I don't know why, but this made me laugh hard.

There are only two more episodes until the big season finale!

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Twelve: Cold Feet
« Reply #63 on: January 02, 2016, 11:47:26 PM »
Poor Sadie, but will she have the power to destroy Nick if she has fallen in love with him?
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Twelve: Cold Feet
« Reply #64 on: January 04, 2016, 09:19:06 PM »
Answers only breed more questions...

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Thirteen: Slipping Between Knots
« Reply #65 on: January 10, 2016, 07:06:17 PM »
Divine Deception
"Slipping Between Knots"


As I stand looking myself in the mirror in front of me, I can't help but go over my vows over and over again. I hadn't thought this day would come. The day that all of the attention is on me. When I am supposed to feel like a princess, my dress demanding everybody's attention while the engagement I agreed to months ago encourages me toward the altar. Tears sting the back of my eyes and my heart has been hammering against my breast bone all night and all day. Nick and my engagement was a commitment, though the alter hardly seems like the ending phase to a life full of love and happily ever after. It's the gateway to a battlefield. One that I must fully commit to my enemies on until death do us part.

Our guests started to arrive little less than an hour ago. Cars fill the parking lots and if I sit by the west window, I can watch as everybody comes in. I reserved the honeymoon suite The Wedding Place offered with my rental of the facility. It's a bed and bath, decorated for the newlyweds to stay over after the party. Warm colours surround the room. Reds and pinks. Plush rugs and silk sheets. All of it gives off the ambiance of Valentines Day. I headed over this morning after I left the Sunset Motel. I had left Nick to stay at the manor with Vita. It's my wedding day and the last person I want to stay in close quarters with is that woman.

Seeing them downstairs confirms that I made the right decision. I can only imagine what the night had offered them. While I can't be one hundred percent sure, something tells me their scene below is tame in comparison. To be completely honest, I am shocked Vita chose to come this evening. When she dropped her RSVP at my feet yesterday telling me she would be attending, I was sure it was a strange attempt at being snide. Seeing her now... I don't know what I feel. Am I happy she came? Surely seeing Nick and I committing to one another will hurt her undeniably. Of course, that is if she believes we will commit at all.

A sudden knock pulls me from my thoughts and as I turn, I catch his unwavering gaze immediately. It's not Nick. His deep blue eyes look me up and down, his black hair catching a shine from the bright florescent up above. He's dressed in a charcoal grey suit, a crimson dress shirt underneath, one that I find strangely out of place. Actually his whole being feels out of place especially since I didn't even think the man in front of me was invited. 

"Vic?" My eyebrows knit together with confusion and I step toward him.

"So it's true." His eyes drop from me and he chuckles at himself. "I didn't believe it when I first heard about your engagement."

I am reminded of the last time I spoke with him. When he asked me out and I turned him down, telling him a bogus story about how I had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Now, here I am with a ring around my finger and the man who gave it to me waits at the altar. I never wanted to turn down Vic. I just didn't want him involved in this. In any of this. Yet here her is in front of me.

"Vic, I know what this looks like..."

"It looks like you're getting married." He doesn't let me respond. "Hey, if you didn't want anything to do with me, you could have just said so--"

"That's not what it's about."

"Isn't it? It's been almost six months since that night and not once did you send me a message or call."

"You know how to use a phone," I jet in. I know how difficult this all must be for Vic, and yet his words still sting. When I see him flinch, I bite my tongue from letting anything else past them that might hurt him. "I wish I could tell you, Vic. I really do."

"But you can't," he assumes. "As secretive as ever."

I smile, but there is nothing happy about it. I am smiling simply because I agree. I can't tell him everything and, yes, I am being secretive. Why can't he just listen and go with it? "Look, one day you will understand and I will tell you. But that day is not now." I turn and take a seat in front of the vanity mirror opposite the door. Tears have started to roll down my cheeks and need to be cleaned up.

Silence stays between us for a few moments, the only sound coming from the guests outside. While I can see Vic's reflection in the mirror, I don't look at it straight on. Instead, I watch it in my peripheral vision while I reapply my makeup.

"I remember when we first met," he starts again. "It was Leisure Day at Gobias's and I saw you and I thought, 'Wow, she's something.' You weren't like the others of Sunset Valley. You weren't self-centered. You were kind and genuine. You had substance."

I catch him fully in the mirror now. My emotions wrap around me like a vice. "And I thought the same about you," I whisper.

Vic shakes his head. "And now you're going to marry an Alto."

Before I can say anything in my defense, Vic steps out of the room. "Vic!" I yell, but I know he's not returning. So I sit there, staring at myself in the mirror until my reflection transforms from the Sadie Lawrence I was when I first arrived in Sunset Valley to the Sadie Alto I am about to become.

When I am summoned to the altar, I head down. I force a happy smile on my face as I walk to the platform. I know tears have streaked my cheeks to the point where I wouldn't have been able to cover them no matter how hard I'd tried. I hope they can be seen as a sign of happiness and not because I hurt Vic and, even if he's hurt me too, I know it was warranted. If there was one person I didn't want to be affected by my actions, it was him. The man who had been there for me wanted me and I turned him down. I look down the aisle at Nick. And I gave up my happily ever after for revenge.

I still don't understand how he'd been invited. I sent the invitations out myself and everybody invited was based off of Nick's circle of friends and family, not mine. So then how did Vic know about the wedding? Like he had said, I haven't spoken to him since the night I had been kicked out of Gobias's house.

The questions continue to spin inside of my head as I step forward. I glance back at the guests. Some are crying. Some look honestly happy for Nick and I. And then there's that one person that sticks out like a sore thumb and everything comes together like a puzzle.

Vita Alto. The wife I had taken a husband away from. The person I have done so much damage to, it's shocking she is still functioning. I admit that I did find it strange that she was so willing yesterday to say she would be attending the wedding. How had I not seen it until now? She was there the night at the festival months ago. She was on the grounds when I turned down Vic and her invitation came back as her plus a guest. Her guest had to have been Vic. She must have thought seeing him again would bring back old memories and have me stop the wedding just like she's been trying to do since the moment Nick and I got engaged. This is her way of unhinging me.

"And do you take Nicolas Alto to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

If Vita wants to continue this fight between us, I say go for it.
I look up into Nick's eyes. "I do," I say.

"Then I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Nick takes me into his arms and kisses me. I peek through my closed eyes. The guests have gotten to their feet. They're clapping their hands, throwing confetti and balling their eyes out. Yet it's Vita who grabs my attention. She's gotten up from her seat and walks off the platform to her car.   

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Thirteen: Slipping Between Knots
« Reply #66 on: January 12, 2016, 11:41:24 PM »
Poor Vic, and poor Sadie.

I wonder if this kind of destruction is the kind Mr. Peters wanted when he thought of Vita...
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Thirteen: Slipping Between Knots
« Reply #67 on: January 15, 2016, 06:53:54 PM »
Well, I guess we will see. There is only one episode left until the finale!

Also, just a reminder to everyone, check out Sims3StoriesTV for all the latest info on Divine Deception as well as deleted scenes and extra screenshots!

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Thirteen: Slipping Between Knots
« Reply #68 on: January 22, 2016, 09:11:06 AM »
Sorry for the two weeks off, guys. I am hoping to have the finale up by the end of the weekend if possible.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Fourteen: New Beginnings
« Reply #69 on: January 22, 2016, 09:48:00 PM »
Divine Deception
"New Beginnings"


I stare at the picture on my phone, down at the photograph taken back when this mission had first started. There I am looking back into the lens of the camera, my face clean while Gobias's is painted from ear to ear. Over my mouth is a smile, while faked, compared to now, I know that it was pure. I looked like a completely different person. My eyes held beauty. My faces was tight. There was not one bag under my eyes and it provides a point in time that I can reference. That was where it all started. And this is where I am now. It's been several months since the big day and pretty quiet on the home front since the moment I agreed to marry into this family. Vita hates me more than ever. She hasn't spoken to me in weeks and as much as I hate her, I can't say that it's a breath of fresh air. With her daughter out of the house and her commitment to keep silent, it leaves the house uncomfortable and eerie, especially when Nick goes to work and it's just the two of us.

On the positive side, the house isn't empty tonight. Vita's invited a group of friends over for dinner to announce that she will be running for mayor again and to snag some donations. Luckily I was able to invite a few friends of my own because I don't know how well I'd be able to act in front of a bunch of judgmental people again. Snowflake day and my wedding were enough for me and I know one of those days are approaching again. Out of the few people I do know, two are available. Charlie and Marlie.

"You are getting so big," Marlie says as she leans forward to my swollen belly and murmurs gibberish to whoever is inside me.

I haven't seen her in ages. Ever since the wedding day, we both have gotten incredibly busy. She tells me she got a promotion in business and also met a nice guy named Eric. "You should have invited him," I tell her, but she shakes her head and tells me that it's been a little tense between Charlie and him. The three of them live in the same small house and personalities had started clashing. It seems it's not just the Altos these days. It's too bad for Charlie, Marlie and Eric, though. At least Alto Manor has two floors and a dozen rooms for escape.

"And how about you?" She asks. "When are you due?"

"Due date's in a week."

"And what are your names?"

I glance across the room at Nick. "If it's a girl, she'll be named Delilah, after Nick's mother." I inhale deeply. "And if it's a boy, he'll be named after my grandfather, Matthew." 

We are all called down for dinner. Vita's at the head so Marlie and myself take a seat at the other end. Grady, our manservant, brings out plates and plates of hot dishes, placing each one in front of us with precise technique and Nick finally makes his way to the chair next to me.

"How are you feeling, dear?" He asks me, kissing me on the forehead.

"Fine," I say softly. "A little tired, but I'm fine."

Vita taps the side of her wineglass to get everybody's attention. The Wanabango sisters are down the line. Men I have never met before are on the other side. Babe Hart, I recognize her from Snowflake Day. And many more. The long row of guests all give Vita exactly what she demands.

"Everybody, I would just like to thank each and every one of you for coming this evening." She takes a deep breath, wiping a tear from her cheek that was never there to begin with. "It's been four wonderful years leading and helping those of Sunset Valley. Crime has decreased. Taxes have been reduced and with all of that, we still have such beautiful people."

It takes everything I have not to speak up. Crime has decreased? I'm sorry. It hasn't decreased, it's just been hidden better than it was in previous years. I remember arriving at Nick's work back when Peters revealed what happened to my family. A company funded by the mayor herself. This isn't news to me, but it's still hard to swallow.

Vita raises her wine glass into the air for a toast. "With the election on the horizon, I hope that I can continue to lead this town to greatness!" The men and women in the room cheer and clink their glasses in agreement. As Vita brings her glass to her lips, the television turns on automatically.

Vita appears on screen with the words BREAKING NEWS at the bottom. She's in a bed, but not the one upstairs or in the one that used to be her daughter's room. No, it's sickly green, the light coming from the one working lamp next to the queen-sized bed, casting the look of mold over the whole room. She's got the cheap sheet tucked close to her as the arms of another man cradle her like some lost lover. It's not until I get a better look at him that I realize it's Grady.

"She's taken everything from me," Vita says.

Grady pulls her closer. "I know." He kisses her on the head as she nuzzles her face into his chest. 

"Let's run away."

"Run away?"

Vita looks up into Grady's eyes. "We'll take the donations that I make during dinner next week and run off. We can leave and never look back. We won't ever have to see any of them again. Not Sadie. Not Nick. None of them. We'll just go!"

A dinner plate hits the ground next to me and I turn to see Grady standing there. He's staring at the video that has since started replaying in the background. A woman speaker has come into view now, a news anchor. "There's no word on how our signal was hijacked, but it seems the footage you just saw was sent in by an unknown source."

Vita's guests get up from their seats and head for the door, spewing profanity at the one woman they had contemplated giving a donation to in furthering her career as mayor. They walk the door and get into their cars, not bothering to give the place another look.

Vita's eyes connect with mine. "You did this!" She screams at the top of her lungs. If I've ever seen her angry before, it's nothing in comparison to what I am witnessing now.

"Me?" I ask. I stumble to my feet in defense even if my stomach makes it difficult.

"You have been targeting me since the beginning, taken everything from me and now you've left me with absolutely nothing! No family, no friends... Not even a career!"

"Vita, I had nothing to do with this--"

"Save it, Sadie. I don't want to ever see your face again." She runs out of the room right as my phone vibrates in my pocket. I tell Nick that I need some air and take a step out to the front porch. The air is chilly with a hint of salt in it, yet after the heat inside, its briskness is more than welcome.

I bring the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

"Did you enjoy the show?"

My eyes narrow in confusion. I know the voice, but for the life of me I can't place it. "What? Who is this?"

"It just goes to show how little we've stayed connected to one another," they say. "Sadie, it's Reginald Peters."

My heart stops for a moment. Reginald Peters. The man who hired me to destroy Vita and the man whom I haven't spoken to for a very long time. My mouth goes dry and I have to clear my throat before I can speak. "Mr. Peters, how are you?"

"Not very well, I'm afraid. Sadie, I hired you almost a year ago to take down the Altos--"

"I told you it was going to take some time," I butt in.

"That's very true, but please understand my concern when I've seen little progress as of late."

I look down at my stomach. "I've come in contact with a few obstacles..."

"Your pregnancy you mean?" Peters snorts. "You do look as if you could pop at any moment. Lovely green blouse you're wearing, but tell me, should a woman so late in her pregnancy really be in heels?"

My eyes dart around me. How is he able to know that? He must have eyes on me, scrutinizing my every movement, my every flaw. A sharp pain hits me in my stomach, like a knife ripping through layers and layers of muscle. I grab the railing for stability as a thought hits me. "It was you," I gasp. "You leaked that video of Vita."

"And if you don't quicken this assignment, Sadie, I will be forced to do the same to you."

The pain intensifies and I don't think I can stand anymore. "Nick!" I yell back into the house.

"Safe travels to the hospital, my dear. I've sent out a taxi for you. Keep in touch this time." And he's gone.

"Nick!" I scream again as I crouch. He's at my side soon after and the taxi pulls up right as we make it to the end of the driveway.

"Keep breathing. Keep breathing," Nick coaches me, and as much as I know he's just trying to help, I want more than anything is to tell him to shut it. Just stay quiet. Whatever! His hand is in mine and I am squeezing it so hard that his fingers are turning white. He doesn't object, though. Instead, he's there, telling me I'm beautiful and that we're going to get through this together.

"Together," I repeat in something just above a whimper. I howl in pain right as the next contraction hits.

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The next morning I am released from care with a beautiful baby girl in my arms. She's got my eyes, Nick's jaw. She screams at the top of her lungs every thirty minutes and has the name of a grandmother that she will never know. She's absolutely perfect. Delilah.

Nick opens the door to the taxi and we head home. We don't speak. We just look at the baby girl we've created. The child we will raise into a grown woman. Every time I fell asleep in the hospital, on instinct, I told her that I would never abandon her. I know Nick didn't understand me, but he never questioned it. One thing I love about him. He doesn't judge the things that I do. He just let's me do what I believe is right.

I look at him now. He's staring out the window as Alto Manor comes into view. I never wanted myself to get to this point. The point where I actually feel something for him. Could this be love? To be completely honest, I don't know. I rub my head to ward off a headache. All I know is that only one final piece of the puzzle is needed to complete this assignment and that is his death.

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Fourteen: New Beginnings
« Reply #70 on: January 22, 2016, 11:02:00 PM »
Yay, nooboo :) .

Poor Sadie, I would like to know the real story behind her parents "abandoning" her.

She did do a part of what Mr Peters wanted, she broke Vita when she took away her child, she just didn't break her enough...
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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Fourteen: New Beginnings
« Reply #71 on: January 23, 2016, 10:26:38 AM »
With Vita completely in ruins, there is only one person left. I hope everyone has enjoyed it and would love to hear what everybody thinks about the finale once it is posted! :D

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Fourteen: New Beginnings
« Reply #72 on: January 23, 2016, 02:13:28 PM »
Can't wait! I hope Reggie Peters gets dead and quickly! I don't like him and haven't ever since the beginning. I think if anyone killed Sadie's folks, it was probably him!

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Re: Divine Deception -- Episode Fourteen: New Beginnings
« Reply #74 on: January 24, 2016, 07:16:49 PM »
Well, I had a third of the episode written and the power went out. Hopefully it comes back on soon.