Oliver broke down after Master Dan's lecture. He cried and begged Master Dan to forgive him. He showed extreme remorse for his actions. He turned to Damian and begged to help him make things right, but Damian just looked away, he wasn't going to buy that act. He knew Oliver was just doing that so he wouldn't end up in jail. "What makes you think I'll believe this act of yours?" Damian asked coldly. "I know you won't believe but I'll turn over a new leaf. I'll be that brother you always wanted.""I never wanted a brother," Damian cut him off sharply. "I won't try to bail myself out of here. I deserve it and I'll stay in here and pay for my crimes but there's something I need from you," he said, his eyes fixed on Damian. "What?" Damian asked, taken aback. "I want to hand over all my properties to you. I want you take everything and I know you're going to take good care of them. I'm sorry I choose money over family and I want to make sure I change completely."He paused and looked a
Ron looked at the man in front of him, who had buried his head back in a stack of documents and a sigh escaped his lips. He had become a shadow of his old self since his wife died three years ago. He had now become distant and cold, just like he was before he got married. The day his wife died, it was like a dark cloud had descended over the entire family. He was lost in his own grief, unable to find solace and move forward. The office became tense and morale plummeted. Damian would snap at anyone who annoyed him. Everything had gone back to the way they were before Maya came into their lives. Damian, who wasn't able to stay in the house located in the city moved back to the isolated house his grandfather had built. The house wasn't far away from the bustling city and was surrounded by thick tree and bushes. The child they adopted was sent out to a boarding school in the United Kingdom, where Master Dan lived. The bond between the grandfather and grandson died gradually and it was
It was a recent photo of a woman who had a striking resemblance to his dead wife. She was smiling radiantly and she looked well and alive. Damian blinked several times to make sure he wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. Because he saw his wife, he was there when she was buried and he never left the corpse's side. He saw her lying lifeless in the casket. So who was this woman?Maybe it's because he just had an emotional breakdown or so he thought but reality kept hitting him in the face. Confusion and disbelief flooded Damian's mind. How could this be? Was this a cruel prank or a case of mistaken identity? He couldn't shake off the feeling that it was indeed Maya in the photo.If she wasn't dead then whose funeral did they have? How did she leave the hospital? We're the doctors aware of it? Did they have a hand in this? Why didn't she reach out to any of them these three years? Was she really happy with the life she was living? Had she forgotten about all of them? Questions after quest
Renne took in a deep breath a rubbed her forehead. She looked at the two men in her office. "Like I said earlier, I'm not Maya. I don't even know who she is and I'm confused here. I thought we were going to have a meeting__ you know a business meeting," she said, looking tired all of a sudden. She wasn't really in the mood for all this. "I know you're angry with me. I know you hate me because of all the things I have put you through but you can't pretend you don't know me. Don't you think it's too harsh?" Damian asked, tears pooling up in his eyes as he knelt before the woman he loved. She was now looking at him as if he was stranger, as if they had never met. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about," she said gently."Of course you do," Damian said raising his voice a little and holding shoulders as the same time. "I'm your husband and you're my wife.What I don't know is why you're pretending but do you know what I've been through for the past three years," Damian aske
"Mommy! Mommy!Mommy!," a tiny voice squealed as Renee walked in the noisy assembly room. She smiled brightly as she saw the owner of the voice running towards her, his whole face lit up with joy and his little feet couldn't move fast enough to reach her. He run towards her, his tiny arms outstretched. Renee couldn't help but chuckle as she lifted the little bundle of joy into her arms. He wrapped his tiny arms around her neck, in the biggest, tightest hug he could manage."You came!" She said excitedly. "Of course I did, I would never miss this for anything," she said, tickling his tummy a bit. She started walking to where the other students and parents were, when a familiar figure blocked her path. "Akle (Uncle) Ace," Dennis grinned, opened his arms wide for the man in front of him to take him."Hey little guy," Ace grinned, running his fingers through Dennis's hair: "Are you excited to perform?" He asked and the little boy nodded enthusiastically. "Ok…so how about this? You go
"Who's there?" He heard someone asked but Renee didn't speak. It was the voice of a male which Damian quickly assumed was her father until the person got to where she was standing. "You?" They both chorused, staring and glaring at each other in shock. Damian watched the man with a kid in his hands. "Oh I see…." Damian chuckled, looking at Renee, then at Ace. "I see why you pretended not to know me. You run away to get married to your lover, making all of us think you're dead," he said bitterly, his eyes piercing through Renee's soul."What the hell are you talking about?" A confused Renee asked."Quit pretending Maya," Damian cut her off, and for some reason, Renee felt her heart clench. "Do you have any idea what you put us through? Do you even know how much grandpa suffered after we all thought you were dead? He doesn't even talk to me anymore, everyone thinks it's my fault but here you are, enjoying life with your lover," he said, a mix of sadness and bitterness in his voice."I
"Please don't hit my stomach, spare my innocent baby, please," the woman begged for mercy, desperate to save her unborn child. But these people, driven by their own dark ambitions were unmoved by her pleas. "Don't spare her, hit her," a familiar voice yelled from the corner of the room. They continued their assault, inflicting more pain on her. Renee was suddenly jolted awake, her heart racing from the terrible nightmare she just had. As she sat up on the bed, her mind was clouded with remnants of the dream, she took a deep breath trying to calm herself. Why does she keep having this particular nightmare? Was there something she wasn't remembering? What was going on? Why did the nightmare feel so real? Why was she begging them to spare her child? Who were those men? And why did one particular voice familiar?She shivered, feeling a chill run down her spine as she remembered the dark shadows and haunting images. Unable to shake off the lingering unease, Renee decided to get out of b
Maya’s head would snap towards the entrance whenever she heard the door open. Who she was looking for? She had no answer to that. The sound of the bell was just catching her attention.Closing her eyes as the bitter liquor run down her throat, she thought about what she would do after this place. She owed her parents an explanation and she wasn’t going to run away from it.She wasn’t a drinker but she needed this drink to get her mind of that traitor. How could he do this to her? What wrong did she do to deserve this? How has he been keeping this from her for a long time now? She sobbed silently as the images from a hour ago played in her head over and over again. She was taking alcohol to get her mind off it but it wasn’t working. Maybe she just needed more. With that thought in mind, she waved the bar tender over and ordered more bottles.He told her he loved her. He told her he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He promised to make her happy. He promised to always be the