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hamletthedane · 3 years

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I [34 M] am somebody who inherited a lot of wealth from my parents, which allows me to support my ex’s daughter [10 F, from France and not my daughter]. To deal with the challenges of remote learning, I hired a tutor [19 F] to live in our home and teach her while I’m traveling for work. The tutor seemed a bit boring at first, but the more I got to know her, the more I liked her. We eventually really hit it off and got together after I broke up with my ex - now we’re engaged.

There’s just one problem: we were about to be married when my ex-wife’s brother [38 M] showed up and revealed that I’ve kept my bipolar and/or depressed wife [37 F] locked in a small padded room in my attic for the past 15 years. (Inlaws know all your skeletons. Ugh.) He then called me a bigamist in front of my girlfriend, embarrassing me and her!

Now my gf wants to break off our engagement...all because of a little spousal attic confinement! I tried to compromise - I even said that marriage wasn’t a huge deal and she could still be my mistress, but she won’t hear me out. We’re so in love, I don’t see what the big deal is...AITA here???

Tl;dr: AITA for trying to convince my 16yr younger fiancée to become my mistress after she discovered I kept my depressed wife trapped in a padded attic room for 15 years?

#Jane Eyre #aita #y’all ask for Jane Eyre and I deliver #yes Rochester YATA you absolute creep

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oodanijadeoo · 4 years

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Nature’s Balance Chapter 5

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Having arrived back at Hammerhead, Vedrixia and the boys were leaned up against the gas pumps as Noctis went to greet Cindy.

“Sorry ‘bout the wait. Ain’t she purdy?”

“Ain’t she a grammatical atrocity?” Drix whispered in a faux accent to Ignis, giggling as he nearly choked on a sip of Ebony.

Gladio ignored the pair, “She’s almost too pretty for the road.”

Prompto hopped up from his place between Drix and Gladio, “We should take a picture with her!”

Drix chuckled as Prompto was already fiddling with his camera lens before anyone had the chance to respond. “Alright Mr. Photographer, where do you want us?”

After a bit of jostling and positioning, there was finally a click.

“Looks good, kid,” Drix commented as Prompto eagerly showed her his handiwork.

“Oh! Before I forget,” Cindy interjected. “Would y’all mind makin’ a little delivery for me?

Noctis began to grimace and glanced at Ignis who, with a quirked eyebrow, somewhat aggressively pushed up his glasses. Noctis sighed, “Sure thing.”

Drix glanced between the two boys and knew a threat had been issued.

“Perfect! I had a feelin’ you’d say yes, so I already put it in the trunk,” Cindy propped her hands on her hips as she spoke. “There should be a motel on your way to Galdin. If ya’ll wouldn’t mind takin’ that to the owner, that’d be swell.”

“Like Grandpa, like grandkid…”

~~~

“Are we there yet?”

Prompto laid his head on his arms as he was propped on the interior edge of the car door, pouting into the breeze.

“There’s about 15 miles to go,” Drix surveyed their surroundings.

“How can you tell?” Noctis asked sitting next to her, barely awake. “I don’t see anything except said and cactuses.”

“Cacti, your Highness. I know because when I was little, Cor would take me out here on extermination trips so that I could practice on something real that could likely injure and maim, but not kill me. It’s as close as Cor would let me get to a real fight when I was that young.” She chuckled quietly to herself, remembering Cor’s disdain when she had snuck onto an airship at the age of sixteen in an attempt to get in on the action.

Needless to say, she had a chaperone for a long time.

“Ah, yes.” Ignis glanced at Drix’s reflection in the rearview mirror. “Didn’t Cor take you in when you were about fifteen?”

“Indeed he did. Done our research, have we?” She met his emerald gaze as he hummed in confirmation.

“I wanted to be prepared for who was joining us on our little venture.”

She smiled gently at him, “Well, it seems to have served you well.”

Drix settled back into her seat and gazed out the right side of the car.

Well, she tried, anyways.

Her view was unceremoniously blocked by two large, tattooed arms holding up a book in her direct line of sight. Drix tilted her head to view the title:

Jane Eyre

“Huh,” She began, head still cocked to the side. “Didn’t really take you for a Classic Lit kinda guy.”

Gladio ignored her.

That was a mistake

Never ignore a sarcastic asshole.

“It’s alright, Big Fella,” She crooned, looking up at Gladio with an understanding smile. “Everyone wants their own Rochester.” She patted his knee and held his gaze as he glowered down at her, trying to smite her with the look alone as his grip tightened on the book

“How much farther?” He ground out at Ignis while Prompto struggled to contain himself in the front seat.

“We’re here,” Ignis stated as Drix elbowed the lightly snoring Prince.

“Up, Highness. You gotta go make your delivery,” She shooed him out of the Regalia.

They each exited the vehicle as Noctis went to speak to the owner at the front.

“Ya’ll came all the way out here to deliver the goods?” The owner went on as Drix stretched her long legs. She hoped that she would not be forced to make a habit of sitting behind the car’s console. Then, she noticed a beautiful black and white dog approaching them.

“Hello, there,” Drix said sweetly, crouching down to meet the dog.

“Umbra?” Noctis said as he noticed the dog, leaning down to scratch him behind the ears.

Prompto plopped down on the ground next to Drix, “Bringin’ us stuff? Good boy!”

“That dog can really track a scent,” Gladio added.

Ignis joined, “Certainly ‘nose’ how to find us.”

“Ignis?” Drix asked, still petting the omniscient puppy.

“Yes, Vedrixia?”

“Never make a pun again.”

“Agreed.”

Noctis had retrieved a journal from the pouch Umbra was carrying and read it while Drix had progressed to sitting cross-legged on the ground with Umbra on her lap.

“You’re such a sweet puppy! Yes, you are!” She spoke in a soothing voice as the dog licked her chin.

“Here,” Noctis finished writing. “All set.” He scratched Umbra’s head before placing the journal back in the pouch, sending the dog on his way.

“I know,” Prompto began. “You’re not gonna tell me.

“Then don’t ask,” Noctis countered.

“What was that about?”

Silence.

“Ya don’t say,” Prompto teased as they walked back to the car.

~~~

The voice of Lady Lunafreya broadcast over the car radio.

“Words cannot express the joy in my heart at receiving word of the coming peace…”

“Hey, Princey, what’s the bride-to-be like in real life?” Drix poked Noctis’s arm.

He huffed and turned more to the window.

“Oh, c’moooonn,” She poked him again, her childish habits getting the best of her.

“Yeah, Noct! Tell us!” Prompto piled on.

He looked out the window. Drix could see he wanted to say something, but his Edgy Facade would not permit it.

“She’s… nice…”

“Come on! You gotta give us more than that!” Drix whined. “Surely you have more to say about the girl you’re about to pledge the rest of your life to.”

Noctis sighed again, “She’s… sweet. She’s the kindest, most genuine person I’ve ever met.”

“Aww, how cute,” Drix giggled innocently.

“Yeah, yeah…” Noctis mumbled and turned back to the window.

“Hey!” Prompto perked up. “I see the sea!”

“I ‘sea’ it too,” Noctis grinned.

“Oh gods not you too,” Drix groaned and sank lower into her seat. Ignis laughed at her emotional trauma.

“That’s Galdin Quay.”

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