to be apart of the forsaken town. With the murder and a sinking economy Huntington has lost its appeal. The decision to leave the town was devastating to his family. They have lived there for generations.
They held the mayor responsible and blamed him for the fall of their great town. After the town meeting, the mayor was still in charge, and they knew they could no longer stay and watch their town crumble further.
Once Sam’s family found out that Kim was a main suspect in a murder investigation, they wanted nothing to do with the Johnsons. Sam however, was still madly in love with Kim. He secretly missed her cherry pie. Sam smiled, thinking fondly of her baking. The aroma danced around in his thoughts. That was not the only thing keeping his mind occupied, however.
Is she capable of doing this? Sam contemplated daily about his fiancée.
He recalled his very personal breakfast with Jasmine, and knew they had gone too far.
I wonder if Kim somehow found out and killed her; after all, Kim is the jealous type. But murder? Sam pondered the possibility. But how could she trust me if I cannot even believe in her!? Sam fought with himself. This was the reason he never rushed to comfort his bride to be when she was at the police station.
At the emergency town hall meeting, he watched his fiancée pour out her heart to the people. He saw her strength, her struggles, and her honesty. Because of her speech, he was committed to stand by her. He knew that the task was not going to be easy. His family hated her and refused to have anything to do with her. He didn’t even know where his engagement stood. Still, he decided to make the first move.
He pulled out his cell and left her a message. “Hey Kim, it’s me. How are you? I’ve being trying to call you all day, but your phone keeps going to voicemail. I just want you to know that I’m coming to the Johnson Resort today, and I hope you will be there.” After the call, he hopped into his car and drove all the way to the Johnson Resort.
Once Sam pulled up at the front entrance in his gray sedan, he froze and glared in shock.
Just a few weeks ago, this was the hottest spot for Huntington. Now, it’s completely dead. Sam stepped out his car, and noticed that not even one valet was present. Sam crept closer to entrance.
As he entered the lobby, he stepped past the ballroom where the Governor’s Ball had been held. The dead silence felt quite eerie.
Hey kept walking until he was at Kim’s kitchen. The aroma of her beloved cream pie called him into the room.
“Hey beautiful. I’m the worst fiancé on earth, but I’m here now,” Sam pleaded, handing Kim a pristine red rose. Kim kept baking as if he wasn’t there. He went over the oven and stood between her and the baking tray. She looked up at him with cold, sad eyes.
“You waited a long time to talk. You must have thought I was guilty, am I right?” Kim asked. “I went to jail, and you weren’t at my side. You asked me to marry you; that meant something, Sam, but you weren’t there. I cannot marry you, Sam, and I cannot get past this.” Kim’s tears expressed it all.
“It doesn’t have to end like this. I was weak, and things are different now,” Sam said.
Kim wiped her tears and nodded in agreement. “You are right; we are both very different now. I cannot be with someone who doesn’t trust me. I will always love you, but the wedding is off.”
Sam knew how terribly he had messed up. He tried to convince Kim otherwise, but they just weren’t on the same page.
“Kim this can’t be the end. Every day without you killed me, you’ve got to know that.” Sam stretched his hand out, begging for another chance. Nevertheless, Kim didn’t give in to his blue eyes.
“I think you need to leave,” Kim replied, ignoring his begging. Whether it was Jasmine’s death or just going to jail, Kim had changed. She was empowered, enlightened, and honest with herself. Sam moved
They held the mayor responsible and blamed him for the fall of their great town. After the town meeting, the mayor was still in charge, and they knew they could no longer stay and watch their town crumble further.
Once Sam’s family found out that Kim was a main suspect in a murder investigation, they wanted nothing to do with the Johnsons. Sam however, was still madly in love with Kim. He secretly missed her cherry pie. Sam smiled, thinking fondly of her baking. The aroma danced around in his thoughts. That was not the only thing keeping his mind occupied, however.
Is she capable of doing this? Sam contemplated daily about his fiancée.
He recalled his very personal breakfast with Jasmine, and knew they had gone too far.
I wonder if Kim somehow found out and killed her; after all, Kim is the jealous type. But murder? Sam pondered the possibility. But how could she trust me if I cannot even believe in her!? Sam fought with himself. This was the reason he never rushed to comfort his bride to be when she was at the police station.
At the emergency town hall meeting, he watched his fiancée pour out her heart to the people. He saw her strength, her struggles, and her honesty. Because of her speech, he was committed to stand by her. He knew that the task was not going to be easy. His family hated her and refused to have anything to do with her. He didn’t even know where his engagement stood. Still, he decided to make the first move.
He pulled out his cell and left her a message. “Hey Kim, it’s me. How are you? I’ve being trying to call you all day, but your phone keeps going to voicemail. I just want you to know that I’m coming to the Johnson Resort today, and I hope you will be there.” After the call, he hopped into his car and drove all the way to the Johnson Resort.
Once Sam pulled up at the front entrance in his gray sedan, he froze and glared in shock.
Just a few weeks ago, this was the hottest spot for Huntington. Now, it’s completely dead. Sam stepped out his car, and noticed that not even one valet was present. Sam crept closer to entrance.
As he entered the lobby, he stepped past the ballroom where the Governor’s Ball had been held. The dead silence felt quite eerie.
Hey kept walking until he was at Kim’s kitchen. The aroma of her beloved cream pie called him into the room.
“Hey beautiful. I’m the worst fiancé on earth, but I’m here now,” Sam pleaded, handing Kim a pristine red rose. Kim kept baking as if he wasn’t there. He went over the oven and stood between her and the baking tray. She looked up at him with cold, sad eyes.
“You waited a long time to talk. You must have thought I was guilty, am I right?” Kim asked. “I went to jail, and you weren’t at my side. You asked me to marry you; that meant something, Sam, but you weren’t there. I cannot marry you, Sam, and I cannot get past this.” Kim’s tears expressed it all.
“It doesn’t have to end like this. I was weak, and things are different now,” Sam said.
Kim wiped her tears and nodded in agreement. “You are right; we are both very different now. I cannot be with someone who doesn’t trust me. I will always love you, but the wedding is off.”
Sam knew how terribly he had messed up. He tried to convince Kim otherwise, but they just weren’t on the same page.
“Kim this can’t be the end. Every day without you killed me, you’ve got to know that.” Sam stretched his hand out, begging for another chance. Nevertheless, Kim didn’t give in to his blue eyes.
“I think you need to leave,” Kim replied, ignoring his begging. Whether it was Jasmine’s death or just going to jail, Kim had changed. She was empowered, enlightened, and honest with herself. Sam moved