"Damn shoes don't match the dress. Where's my necklace? Why can't I find my earrings? Argh, my hair looks horrible like this. This dress color makes me look pale, too pale. Have I always had those wrinkles around my eyes?"
"Love, are you almost ready yet, dinner will start soon?" came her husband's voice from outside of the room.
"Coming Darling, I just have to put on my jewelry."
Talia Kenosha Valentine Clermont was a nervous wreck.
But by some idiot whim she'd invited her son and daughter to come to dinner. And of course, she daughter had brought someone with her.
A man.
A neitzschean nonetheless.
Oh, her husband was going to kill her.
She had no problem, she had seen them through her window, she looked so happy with him, and she had no right to tell her how to live her life, she had given up that right when she had given Rebecca up. But her husband, now HE was another story.
God knows the only reason the man was still in their house was that her husband had no idea. She just hoped he didn't cause a scene over dinner; she last thing she wanted was Rebecca to hate her right off just because her husband kicked her boyfriend out.
And Rafiel, well, thank God he hadn't brought anybody.
Looking in the mirror she brushed her red hair aside and put in her pearl earring.
Sighing, she recalled Beka's blonde hair from earlier. Her and Rebecca had the same hair color. A luscious, deep, dark red, almost a mixture of red and dark brown. It was the exact same shade in the both of them. Rebecca was her only child to have her hair.
Her other three daughters had lighter shades of red. Sophia, a year younger, had a light red, almost orange head of hair. Her next daughter, Victoria, had a light brown head of hair that held a glimmer of red. And her youngest, Amelia, had dark brown hair just like her father.
She always loved that one of her children, her very first baby girl, had her hair. When Rebecca was little she used to want to wear her hair in the fancy twists and curls that her mother did.
It really was amazing how a like they looked. Her other children looked more like her husband then her.
At least that was something Iggy gave her.
Looking at herself in the mirror pearl earrings and matching necklace, she smoothed out her rich chocolate colored dress and sighed.
"Oh Iggy."
'He was so charming when I met him. So fun and full of life, always laughing. Handsome with a quick wit, he could always make me smile.'
Talia's smile slowly changed into a frown.
"Until he always made me cry."
She still had the simple wedding and engagement ring he'd gotten her. The engagement, a fake pearl, she'd always loved pearls. And the wedding ring a simple copper band.
Now she wore real pearls, and her wedding ring was made of gold, actual gold, not simply golden colored.
But somehow she liked the one's Iggy had given her more. Granted, they weren't real and cost much less, but when she compared the two men's faces in her mind, when they gave her the rings, she saw more love in Iggy's eyes.
Her husband now, he could buy her anything.
But Iggy, Iggy would have sold his soul for her. As a husband he would have done anything to make her happy.
Could she really say that about her husband now?
Walking slowly out of her room and into the dining hall, Talia realized something.
She realized why she so desperately wanted Rafiel and Rebecca to like her. She realized why she had kept Iggy's rings all these years.She realized why she kept the Valentine in her name.She realized why she blamed herself for Iggy's death.
She realized that she still loved him, probably always had, and always will
Only now it was to late, he had died of flash, drowning in pain of his love for her.
And it was all her fault.
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I have her others daughters all a year apart. So Beka is a year older then Sophia, Sophia is a year older then Victoria, and Victoria is a year older then Amelia.
Okay hi, so I want to give a little challenge here. We all know that Talia and Ig ended badly, but how did they start. So my challenge top all the writer's reading this is : write a one-shot/small story of how Ig and Talia met. Or: write a one-shot/small story of the start of their relationship, or just part of it. Like what they were thinking after their children were born, or they were married, or they split up. I would do it, but I just don't have the time. Maybe when I do, but I would really love to see something of the sort. You can portray them in any light you want. So, if anybody does this can you email me and tell me? I'm tebes22 (at) aol (dot) com. And my IM is tebes22. Thank you, you guys rock!
