Present time
Rpov
It feels weird coming back here, to New York, after all these years in Montana. I lived in a lovely little village in the forests of Helena-Lewis and Clark national forest with half an hour drive to Helena. I met a lovely family up there who really treated me as there own daughter even though they had plenty enough on their own. With 3 daughters and 2 grandchildren there is lots to do without me there and they still took me in. I repaid them by taking the role of protecting father since he was long gone. And the family's only son had moved out a few years ago. Despite being at age wit the youngest daughter in the family. Even the old, don't tell her I called her that, grandma liked me like one of her own and from what I've heard that's not an easy achievement. It took me a while to talk to these people however because of the resemblance of surnames between the family and Dimitri. His name is Belikov and their name is Belikova so it's easy to understand the struggles. Anyway back to th e present. I will be staying at a very nice hotel for the next two weeks while my apartment is renovated. It's a penthouse in the middle of town. You see, after I was at Dimitris place and ran away into the park. There I sat crying over my broken heart when I got a phone call from the hospital. My mother was in a coma after a murder atempt on her client. She works as a bodyguard and is highly respected due to her skills and dedication, a reason for our frosty relationship. That was the reason why her client was more then willing to pay her complete medical bill 'till her recovery. But after a month of hoping the hospital pulled the plug. A week after her funeral was held. Her client payed for the whole ordeal wish I was very grateful for. He said it was the least he could do she had saved his life. He also told me my mother talked about me a lot which both warmed my heart and made it brake a second time. Not many attended. The little family she had, her client obviously and a man that looked straight out of a gangster movie but with foreign heritage, and bodyguards. He approached me after the ceremony, told me he was my father and that he couldn't be with me and my mother because of his line of work. Apparently I was right, he is a mobster, a Turkish mobster head of the Turkish mob in the US. At first I was really cross. I swore him out in front of everybody, every swear word I know. The priest almost head a heart attack, he looked a little pale. Now looking back at it, it's kind of funny but at the same time not so much.
After about a months time from the funeral I'd had enough. Pictures of Dimitris growing success and new bimbo of the week everywhere you looked. I partially blame him for my morthers death even though it irrational a small part of my brain can't help it. And I really don't have any other ties left except Lissa but she's got her life with Christian now so she doesn't really need me anymore. She was sad when I told her, of course, but understood that I had to do this. I contacted my father and he fixed me a house in Montana. Right next door to the Belikovas.
The first year in Montana was difficult. I barely ate anything. I didn't need to have a job because baba was providing me with what I needed at the moment so I didn't really have a reason to get out. He was probably sensing I wasn't in the right mind to work or do anything at all at the moment really so he let me be. The Belikovas must have been worried about me because after two months the mother, Olena and the youngest daughter Viktoria or Vika as I call her nowadays, came with a big plate of lasagna for me. And I suppose my appearance spoke for it self at the time because every week onwards Vika or her other sister Karolina, Karo, who's oldest, came by with food, house supplies or otherwise useful things. In hindsight I feel a bit bad about since the Belikovas didn't have much money while I actually did just not the energy to do anything. So after almost a year of living next door it was time for Christmas. Vika dragged me out of bed and made me presentable. Their house was amazing. It wasn't much but a cozy two story house with a really homey atmosphere. You could feel the love radiate of the walls. We ate a lovely dinner, then it was gift time. I didn't have any presents to give them since i had planned to stay in bed all day but the Belikovas had gone out of their way to find me gifts. Even Sonja, the middle daughter, who's the grumpy one (even more so when she's currently pregnant) had a gift for me. Karo is also pregnant alas or the second time around although she handles it alot better than her sister. The presents were very neutral things, a jersey, some perfume and schampoo but I noticed it was nicer brands while they gave eachother more budget brands. This angered me, not tpwards them, at myself. Why should these wonderful people give me expensive gifts a miserble girl who just walks around the house an mope and not eachother that works their asses of every day to make ends meet and deserves it way much more. My moping days are over now. Grandma Yeva is a peculiar woman, she seems to know everything before anyone else does. She turns to me as I determines to change my life for them. I get the feeling she's not just talking about money or a job so much as something much bigger when she turns to me and says;
"It will all work out in the end, you'll see child. Even in the darkest of times the flower will bloom with the light. Just stay true to your heart."
So as the new years came and went I started my progress on the clichéd path ' new year, new me'. I took a job as a waitress in Helena while I applied for the archtecture program at the local uneversity of Montana. Turns out I was rather good at it. So as my final year comes by I had several work offers. I didn't accept any of them and instead opened my own firm with the help of my father. We called it Mazur estate build an CO. We named it after my father Ibrahim 'Abe' Mazur. At the same time I made the decision to to change my last name to Mazur aswell. Everyone got a job there; Vika as my PR manager, Sonja got a job as the receptionist. And Karo as my personal assistant. I do consulting projects where companies hire me to either draw new buildings or optimize their already done workspace. After a few years the firm is thriving and I've really made a name for myself. I could afford to to renovate the Belikovas house. only the outside because olena wouldn't let me put out moe money on them but the roof really needed an upgrade. The only one in the family that I didn't get to meet was Olenas son. She spoke of him regulary, always refering to him as Dimka so I guess that was his name. They talked on the phone a few times and he visited even less. I can count on one hand the times he's come to visit and that includes Christmases. Unfortunately I have never met this mysterious son. I've had the misfortune to be on buisness trips every time he's been here.
While I was reminicing about the time in Montana it escapet my notice that we had arrived at my hotell. Well not mine as in owning it but I drew the entire building and as a thank you for making so profitable by low maintanance and expenses in electricity and heat and such. They gave me a years worth of of stays at that hotell where one month is in the best suite they have. Wich I will be staying in the last two nights of my two weeks as a treat and a great place to get ready in for my wedding. Yes you heard me right. I am getting married. No clue about with whom. There is a TV-show called Married at first sight. I signed up for it. Why you wonder? Well I'm starting to get desperate like really desperate. I went on dates in Montana all the time these past five years but it never lasted. The longest relationship I had lasted six months and he turned out to be a cheating sleezeball. The rest of them never stayed or just wanted to have my money. Now I have entered my thirties and I fell like my time is running out for finding Mr. Right the usual way so I try this. That's one of the most prominent reaons I move back to New York. The show is situated in The Big Apple so in order to participate one of their conditions is that you have to live in New York or move in with your partner if you can't get a house. I thought it unnecessary to get a house for twoor three weeks so I agreed to move in with my future husband. Now I'm in my suite and ready to crash on the spot. It was a long trip back here more emotional so rather than physical. So I put someting on the TV and lay down. Before my head hit the pillow I was out like a light.
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