Bad Boy Rich

I may never get a moment like this again, and so—I would do it justice.

“A long time ago, someone told me I wasn’t good enough for anything. And I held onto that, for years. You saw that play out whether you watched my life on reality TV or followed the headlines.

“And despite all that, people still chose to believe in me. Jerry, our director, Nigel, our producer, and all the cast on set. You put up with me at a time when I was at my lowest, and here we are. This award is a testament to our hard work, not only mine.”

Jerry and Nigel stand, an ovation that follows with loud applause and whistles.

“It was at my weakest time that someone told me to fight for my dream. Dreams? I remember looking at her oddly, I didn’t have dreams. I had nightmares. But she pushed me to search inside myself and fight for what I wanted.”

I don’t need to search the crowd; my eyes gravitate towards her standing at our table, wearing a beautiful red dress that crowns her queen of the night.

“I married my beautiful wife, Milana Richland, and she gave me the greatest dream possible—our daughter. This award is the icing on my already-perfect cake.”

Milana is beaming with pride, and I smile back at her, desperate to take her home and celebrate with her privately.

“And so, I thank the lord for blessing me. For bringing her into my life, for teaching me how to love myself.

“But lastly, I dedicate this award to Katya Milenov. A woman who so bravely brought two children into this world. Accepted me as a son, with all my flaws, and till the very end, taught me how to love unconditionally. Somewhere, up above, you’re watching over us. We promise to honor you, make you proud, and dedicate our life to make sure your legacy lives on.”

It was a privledge to spend her last moments with her. And watching her, take that last breath—was the moment it all changed for me. Life is short, and what makes you happy is worth fighting for.

I knew she was smiling down and protecting us—always.

r /> And somehow, this was her plan all along. It’s not a coincidence that Milana stumbled into my life. Our two fucked-up stars got together and created the most precious gift of all.

I hold the award into the air, staring above, basking in her presence.

“Thank you, Mom.”

Born and bred in Sydney, Australia, Kat T. Masen is a mother to four crazy boys and wife to one sane husband. Growing up in a generation where social media and fancy gadgets didn’t exist, she enjoyed reading from an early age and found herself immersed in these stories. After meeting friends on Twitter who loved to read as much as she did, her passion to write began and the friendships continued on despite the distance.

“I’m known to be crazy and humorous. Show me the most random picture of a dog in a wig and I’ll be laughing for days.”