One day everything can change

I was standing in front of the solid wood door, like a stone statuette, but a living and tired one. I had run here from the bus station, which was two blocks away. The silver plaque on the door gleamed in the long aisle light, "Lawyer Chad Taylor," I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Without hearing any approval, I entered. My hair was chocolatey, curly, ruffled by the wind. It was the beginning of spring, a very rainy April day. The tight black jeans I was wearing at the time were damn uncomfortable, I couldn't walk anymore, my black jacket became even tighter, my T-shirt underneath was a little wider, that reassured me. I hadn't worn heels in a long time, but now I had a pair of high-heeled leather stiletto shoes, it seemed like a good idea, but now my legs hurt terribly. I felt so heavy on them. This was the effect Anthony Edwards had on me, sitting on one of the two upholstered chairs in front of the desk. Chad Taylor, the lawyer, was across the desk, facing me, with his back to the small window.19

Anthony looked me up and down with his brown eyes, then looked away. He completely ignores me, to be honest, I didn't expect anything else from him. It was typical of him! I was there, petrified, I didn't know whether to go in or out, I really didn't know what the hell I was looking for there!

I knew Anthony Edwards as a child. His grandmother, Audrey, had been with my parents and me. He often came to visit until he became "famous."

At the age of 18, he took pictures for fashion magazines, with the collections created by his mother, who was a clothing designer, and other creations. Then at the age of 20 he starred in his first film, where he had a supporting role, followed by a few comedies. At the age of 23, he had landed a starring role in a hit series, but had lost his role due to his entourage, alcohol and drugs. And since then I don't know anything about him, because we had been together for two weeks, then we mysteriously broke up! It's not like I'm following him. I just live in a neighborhood where rumors are circulating. I hadn't seen him in two years, but I didn't want to either. It's better not to talk about it, at least not now.2

"Sit down," the lawyer told me, "I woke up thinking, but not completely because I still had the Anthony effect." I can't stand him around me!4

"Hello," I whispered, trying to look as calm as I could be! I sat in Anthony's left seat. I didn't even bother to greet him, he didn't even deserve it. I kept my eyes on the lawyer, the thought that the person on my right was there was starting to make me sick.

I managed to notice the lawyer's narrow, small, modest office, and the wall on the left was covered by a tall bookcase full of books arranged in a line, probably in alphabetical order. And the wall on the right was empty, the office was in the middle, right in front of the window, covered with gray blinds.

"Hello, Miss Evans."

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long," I apologized, trying to keep my voice normal. I heard Anthony clear his throat.

- Not at all. I would like to start, the lawyer, who seemed to be emotional, addressed us firmly. Mr. Chad Taylor looked serious, staring straight at the file in front of him. He was about 50 years old, I couldn't appreciate exactly, I wasn't very good at it. But his white hair and beard were a bit bare, his black eyes were the only point of color on his face. He tapped his fingertips on the desk surface.

"Chad, I don't understand what she's doing here, when I'm my grandmother's only grandson," I heard Anthony say bluntly.

Ha! Was it her? Not that I didn't have a name!

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"Sir," I snapped, not looking at Anthony. The truth is, I don't understand what I'm looking for here either. Then I glanced at Anthony, but he was on the phone.

How insensitive it could be !! He comments, then gives messages to his whores!2

I took a deep breath and then looked intently at the lawyer.

"You'll find out!" Mr. Chad looked agitated, took the file in his hands. He looked at us strangely, he couldn't seem to find his words. I listened to him carefully. Here's Audrey Edwards' will.

"But haven't you read it yet?" Anthony asked, I was surprised. Then he continued with his plea. I'm the only heir to my grandmother.

His grandmother? Ah, my neighbor Audrey Edwards lived alone in a four-bedroom house and living room after her husband died. She had always been a wonderful woman and always helped everyone. And for a year she was my boss, at the architecture firm, she had hired me to design, without finishing college, only now will I finish my second year. I wasn't in town when she left us, but the news broke me, she had been like a grandmother to me. Anthony had visited her instead, but she didn't stay long. Mrs. Audrey had told him that her nephew had a lot of problems, but he didn't listen to her much, so his visits were short.

- Yes, but this is another will. Your grandmother imposed some rules to get possession of the goods, the lawyer looked at Anthony, I was trying not to go into details, although I didn't know what the rules were.5

- Rules? Anthony screamed, and I laughed, but I smiled, unnoticed.

"I want you to listen to me without interrupting me," the lawyer tried to convince us.

She certainly didn't let me get fired, but if Anthony was going to be my boss, then I'd rather be unemployed.

"Okay, let's see what rules and ideas my grandmother came up with." His voice made me look at him, he sat comfortably in his chair and put his hands on his chest. I quickly looked back.1

I really had nothing to look for there, I wanted to get up and leave. But my conscience doesn't allow me to do anything thoughtless.

- Okay, the lawyer takes a deep, noisy breath. Then he slowly opened the file, took the sheet in his left hand, and patiently placed his glasses on his nose with the other. He began to read to us, the ink lines, which I assumed Audrey himself would have written. The lawyer seemed calm to me, but his hands were moving slowly but clearly. Definitely had emotions!

- "I, Audrey Edwards, leave to my nephew, Anthony Edwards, the architecture firm, the income from the bank, the house on the outskirts of Boston, which ..."

- What house? Anthony interrupted. He was incredibly brave, he was going to comment on every detail, this way the lawyer will not be able to finish reading the will until tomorrow!

- Don't interrupt me, I saw a trace of anger on the lawyer's face. Anthony raised his hands in peace.

" I bought the house I lived in recently, and I'm leaving it to my son, Ethan, and Alison, my daughter-in-law. Now, in terms of the conditions that my nephew has to meet."

- Conditions? This time, Anthony asked in a whisper, I turned my gaze to him, it was really unbearable. I continued to listen to the lawyer. Although I didn't know what I was doing here, what could I do with Audrey Edwards' will? But I was about to find out.

- "Here comes the presence of Sofia Evans, who may find my request strange, but I'm sure she'll understand along the way."

I felt Anthony's gaze fixed on me, like a feline on his victim. My eyes were full of tears. Mrs. Audrey had been a grandmother to me, sometimes a mother and sometimes a friend.

- "Anthony, honey ..." the lawyer continued to read to us. "Even if I never gave, of course I know about your financial situation, about all the things you did, it does not mean that I did not know, on the contrary, I was the one who paid your debts "Every time. I'm sure you won't understand me now, but you'll do it someday. I can't leave the fortune in your hands, you have to mature, and that's where Sofia comes in."

I? I looked at Anthony, I was somewhat afraid of his reaction, but also of the role I was supposed to play in his fortune. He had tears in his eyes, looked at his hands, made no sound or words. Suspect!

- Can I continue? Mr. Taylor looked at us through his glasses, Anthony nodded, and I turned my gaze to the lawyer.

- "So, before I tell you my terms, I want to ask you not to rush into misjudging me." Mr. Chad was silent for a moment, as if waiting to give us some shocking news. I was curious what role I had in this whole thing.

- "Anthony, in order to take possession of the inherited property, you must marry Sofia Evans in a maximum of three months."20

I abruptly got up from my chair and asked puzzled.

- Here you go? Then I realized that Anthony was standing to my right, saying the same word.

- Tell me what? he looked at me, somewhat, tasted. I was bothered by his expression, but at the time I was only thinking about Mrs. Audrey's request. No, but she was definitely CRAZY! Anthony continued to shout. He put his hands on the lawyer's desk and shouted, "Are you crazy?" What's the condition?

"I said we'd clear things up, I'd already lost my lawyer's words trying to apologize, and he was embarrassed." Rightly! What the hell! What a condition! I was trying my best to wake up from this nightmare, but it was the reality!

Anthony Edwards and I, maybe two years ago, but at this point I didn't want to see him even 10 feet away from me. How did she think of that? Anthony and I, him and me? It's not possible, I can't accept that! It's just immoral! Especially after what he did to me, should I now reward him by marrying him?

The lawyer's voice brought me to the ground.

"Sit down, please!" He looked panicked and had no voice.

The fear on the lawyer's face engulfed me as well. I was afraid of the consequences.

- Other conditions? I heard Brad ask, as I sat down, I touched my forehead lightly with my fingertips, my heart was pounding, I didn't understand anything, and I was afraid of what was to come. I shuddered as Anthony slumped in the chair to my right, punching the right handle of the chair. "I am aware that this marriage will not be made out of love, but for the money, obtained from the inheritance. But when this marriage takes place, certain conditions or, rather, rules will have to be met. My lawyer, Chad Taylor, who is also my friend, will make sure that these rules are followed, otherwise the marriage will be annulled and the inheritance will remain in the bank until my great-grandson or great-granddaughter reaches the age of majority. "If this marriage doesn't take place, I know what's going on in my mind, at least for my nephew, who will think I'm crazy, bad, and cruel, but Anthony, you'll understand in time."1

"She knew she wasn't up to mental faculties, too," Anthony snorted. I felt my throat dry, I had no voice, but I didn't even know what to say, it was a strange, unique and unprecedented situation.

- I will continue, the lawyer pointed out to us, but I was dizzy: "So, the rules are as follows:

1. The marriage must take place within a maximum of three months from the day your will was read.

2. Your marriage must last at least one year. In the event of a divorce sooner than the deadline, let the inheritance live.

3. The two spouses are obliged to live in the house, which I left at their disposal.

4. They will also have to share the same room.9

5. Anthony will have to work for the architecture firm with his wife in order to earn an income.

6. Anthony may, in the meantime, continue his acting career if he wishes.

7. Only Chad Taylor and the couple should know that this marriage is arranged. No one else needs to know, if that happens, the deal falls apart. "

- It's a joke? Anthony laughed.

I was still staring at the lawyer's papers in bewilderment. Was I in a movie? Or was Anthony kidding me, where could the cameras be? Behind the books or even in one. I know it sounds absurd to think about that, especially now! But there was a way out of this nightmare!

- No, Anthony, it's very serious! The lawyer tried to clarify the situation.

"VERY SERIOUS?" No no no!

- He wants me to be an actor in my own life, what the hell? This is not a movie, Anthony snapped.1

The tone of his voice made me tremble.

"These are the rules," said the lawyer, looking at us both. They're not mine, I just do what I'm told and it's not easy. I could see him trying to apologize.

Now the excuses were useless!

"And do you really think I'll accept them?" We had the same blood, but we didn't inherit the madness, Anthony replied. I glanced at him. Anger and contempt could be read on his face.4

I had to get back on my feet, I was frozen because of the shock, I had to get out of this dirty game, I didn't have to be involved. Anthony Edwards and I weren't the best choice. I took a deep breath, got up from my chair, I had the vague impression that I was clinging to him, but I wasn't lucky.

- I have to go! I apologized and wanted to get out of this room as soon as possible. My legs didn't listen to me, they moved hard, my jeans looked stapled to me, and my shoes looked like huge nails that held my feet. But the lawyer's voice stopped me.

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"Miss Evans, please wait a minute."

I turned my gaze to him, trying not to fall on the floor.

"Tell me!" She was so serious, but everything had affected me, I didn't think it was funny anymore, in fact, it hadn't been.

- I have a few more lines. I promise, it won't be long. He had a gentleness in his voice that made me stay.

Anthony didn't even move from his chair, nor did my existence in this room matter to him. Not that I care! It just pissed me off! I was the only person who could help him, and he was indifferent!

"Okay," I agreed, "but I waited on my feet."

- "I hope the number 7 brings you good luck. Anthony, please don't ask why I chose Sofia, she shouldn't ask either. For each of you, I've written a letter to you. I explain my decision. Sofia, I know, you think you have nothing to gain, but you will have. In addition, I owe it to your mother. Stone house, dear ones! Dear Audrey Edwards. "5

- Incredible! Anthony said, and I noticed him tapping the floor.

"I promised your mother." What did he owe my mother? I hope this idea didn't come from my mother, so I was going to raise it!4

"Look," the lawyer pulled out two envelopes from the file, each with his name on it. I saw my name on the envelope. He handed them to us, we took them. I was stuck, speechless. Mrs. Audrey knew she was going to do this, she looked me in the eye and didn't tell me what she was thinking. Did he know what Anthony did to me? No, there was no way.

- If my grandmother thought I was. I, I point out, I'm going to marry him, he stopped and looked at me, and I looked at him suspiciously. With this being, he was wrong! He was only addressing the lawyer now. Living being? It made me feel so ... inferior. You're a man too! Look at this and look at me and the models I meet! he began to laugh.12

Poor thing! He was a rascal! A bastard and a bastard! I had to keep my composure, even though I had little left and was crazy, but it wasn't worth it.2

- Goodbye! I said, and I hurried out of the office, which was a place of mischievous lies and legacies.

I walked out of the office building into the usual noise of life in Boston. I was going to go to the bus, two blocks down, to think clearly about everything that had happened. But the noise didn't help me! I stepped on the wet, cold sidewalk, at least the rain stopped. I saw a bench, I needed to sit down, my heels didn't help me at all, I wasn't their follower, I only wore them on special occasions and then I was more obliged! But today, I don't know why I had to put them on. I sat on the bench, it was a little damp, but it didn't matter. I began to take a deep breath and exhale. I was holding the letter in my hand, but I didn't have the courage to read it! I had respected her, and I will always respect Mrs. Audrey's memory. But I couldn't understand it!

After a few minutes of sitting on the bench in the cold, trying to clear my mind, I wanted to figure out why me? I looked at that letter as a note to my future.

- Whatever explanation you wrote here, I don't think it matters anymore, why did you want to punish me by marrying that barren man! I had thought aloud, I was angry and indignant.

- Ah, now I understand. I turned abruptly, behind me was Anthony, who smiled and approached me, standing in front of me. I say don't ask me anymore, it's clear, he chose you because you're just as crazy, you talk alone or worse, with the dead! he laughed in my face.3

I still needed that, to criticize me and drive me crazy. Luckily I have a conscience, otherwise I don't know why I would be able to.

- I'm not getting rid of you, anywhere?

- Believe me, the feeling is mutual, I don't even know how my grandparents thought of marrying me, especially since we have nothing in common.

The unbearable! The hypocrite!

"Do you think I know?"

"Honestly," he laughed, which pissed me off! If I were you I would be happy, all the women in the world would want to be in your place. I am young, rich, beautiful and famous. What more could you want?7

My place? What the hell was my place in this situation, so he wants us to put an end to it!

- Ah, really? I got up angrily from the bench. I knew something else! I remember, ah, a failed actor, full of debts, an alcoholic and he doesn't even remember how many women went through him, his smile faded, I went back to leave.1

- That means I'm in love! he shouted after me.

- Yes, I turned to him, too bad there are none left! I still saw my way, I had a little way to the bus station.

I felt awful, I had been tough on him, but he deserved it! He was a hypocrite and I didn't want to have him around. The Anthony effect was a dynamic one, it made me excited but also burst out!