Wasp's Nest

Wow what a force of chaos

Tess is marrying Warren, a politician currently running in the present election for the Massachusetts Senate. They’re in the midst of running a campaign that’s nearly at its end and the election is just around the corner. His campaign manager Reese, feels that Warren should have postponed this wedding until after the wedding but Tess has her heart set on getting her marriage to Warren behind them so she is able to have a marriage of success and moreover, one that she can prove was not the guilt ridden mess of her decisions and the events that unraveled her first marriage that she shamefully walked out of while her husband was in rehab for his alcoholism. She had promised him when she delivered her intervention and also her ultimatum that he was to go amd get himself together and when he was done with his months away working on himself, they could discuss the details of their marriage and work out where they’d go from there. Yet, she did what has always weighed on her. More so in the earlier days and years than she has felt in years.
When her ex husband, Peter who was a remarkably talented painter who’s passion for his art embed his very essence and as an art historian, Tess should acquire him as her first client, she has plans to have an agency representing new and up coming artists and connecting them to all the reputed art professionals and gallery owners whose interest in any of her clients work can get their career on an upward and very successful trajectory. And she did this for Peter as well. The difference beyeeen then and now was her personal interest, deep attraction and her conviction of his talents and was they not only become a professional team, he did artist and Tess the agent. Her genuine belief in his talent was even apparent to Peter after she’d secretly bought a few of his works from him. She would also elope with him, Tess begin the one to suggest the marriage and the business partnership. They had such a passionate and profound connection together with the exception that they came from entirely different worlds. Tess was a trust fund woman. The wealth from her family’s success, her rather hotelier, having both built and acquired fleets of hotels,Her mother, wealthy and absolutely brilliantly skillled in her own right, a highly awarded and successful physician. The sheer largesse of Tess’s family’s Cape Cod compound, a mere part time home they’d summer at when she, her sister Georgia and their brother Sebastian were small. The siblings arranged elite boarding schools and attended even more exclusively elite/ivy schools for college. Their parents were rarely home, their father traveling constantly did his work, their mother spent more time in the hospital and her career was first priority over everything, especially the children. They had hired chefs, housekeepers, land keepers and a gated oceanfront summer house. During the academic year, they remained in Manhattan and began attending boarding schools getting the top notch educations that was expected of those of their pedigree and had learned to grow up souls the sort of parents that raised them like several of their other friends had been fortunate enough to had known the love and support of their own parents.
When Tess and Peter eloped, her mother was aghast and wasn’t thrilled she hadn’t been invited let alone even saw a photo of the day they’d gone to the wedding