Novels by Sally

I go after him and when we get to the living room, Clara is on the floor. I expect Leonard to ignore her and come back to me but he doesn't. I stand there and watch him kneel close to Clara. He examines her pulse and press his palm against her forehead to check her temperature. “What is it? Are you okay?” He asks, shaking her profusely. I fold my hand against my chest and watch them. She keeps wailing, turning on the floor like someone who had been flogged. “Say something…Clara?” A panicking Leonard calls out. He suddenly turns to me “babe, call 911. Call for an emergency, don't just stand there.” I don't buy it. There's everything in me that makes me feel like Clara could be acting up so, I gnore him and just watch him for seconds as he tenders to her. When I don't move or try to do anything, he stands up and comes to where I am. He grabs my arm. “Come on, Eve,” he half yells in panic “I told you to call emergency. Are you this wicked?” He pushes my hand away which almost sends

The moment my eyes lands on her, my body stiffens. It's enough to make my heart lurch and my stomach twist into a knot. I almost feel like throwing up. Clara is standing at the door, her blonde hair tied into a ponytail. She's also dressed casually in a play suit and a white All stars. Leonard reacts instantly stepping in front of me as if to shield me and stop me from seeing who he is talking to but it's too late already. I've seen her fully.“Eve, go back inside. I'll take care of this” he says but I don't move. I can't move. My body suddenly feels stiff and heavy. I'm trying to understand what is happening. “Didn't I tell you to leave? I told you to go okay?” I hear him tell Clara but his voice is soft like he's begging her instead of instructing her. “I can't Leo. It's not like I knew you guys were coming here. Your mom gave me the place to use for a few days.” She speaks boldly like she has every right to be here or be around here. I still haven't found anything to say. I

“What is it?” He asks the moment he walks into the kitchen.“Someone is here other than the two of us” I tell him, pointing at the sink filled with dirty plates and pot. He walks closer to me “are you sure? No one has access to this place but me and my mom” I stroll to the sink and put my finger into the pot “and it looks like it was just used recently. Babe don't you think we are being watched or worse, ambushed?” I say, my voice quieter but edged with so much unease.He chuckles, his head tilting slightly as he studies me, dipping both hands into his trouser pockets. “Come on, Eve, really? What are you talking about? It was probably the people who did the renovation. They were possibly hungry and decided to make good use of the kitchen before we arrive. Remember I told you it wasn't in use before” He says “There's no one here other than us, I promise.” I want to believe him. The logical part of me fights against the creeping paranoia, reminding me that it could very well be the w

I'm sitting still in front of my dressing mirror smiling at myself as I apply some makeup on my face. Just last night, I spoke to Maya and didn't sound like she was still upset with me. Even though over the week she'd tried not to be pushy or show any resentment but I always knew from her tone when she spoke that she was still really skeptical that I am back with Leonard but last night, when I spoke to her, she sounded happy for me. When I finished my makeup, I find my way downstairs to find Leonard. I'm finally going to break off the news about our pregnancy to him on this trip we are going for. I don't see him anywhere in the living room. The last time I saw him, he asked some of the servants to take our luggage to the top of the roof where the helicopter was waiting. I open my mouth to call his name but turning around I see him walking inside the house looking all dashed like the most handsome man I know him to be. He's in a simple black shirt and brown plain trousers. “Hey..”

“You are here,” he says upon seeing me. “Where's Clara?” I find myself asking.“She's err…it's just us” he replies. “Come have a seat” Accepting his offer and wondering why he's speaking so calmly to me, I walk to sit down a far length away from him. Opposite the couch he's sitting. “I didn't come here because you asked me to, just so you say” I announce. He sighs “Eve, I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to be like this” he says. And I can hear it in his voice that he is being sincere. That he means his apology. “Clara, and I, we…please I want you back home. Back here. Forget about Clara. It's you I want to be married to.” he says. He goes quiet after that with neither of us saying anything until when I can't hold it in anymore. “But why Leonard? What happened to choosing me? Why? And on your birthday. Why Clara? Why me?” “I said I'm sorry.” He cuts in “you know how difficult it is for me to apologize and since I am, you should believe that I am very serious about what I am saying

When I wake up the next morning, I find my phone and switch it on only to see too many notifications and messages from Leonard. As much as I don't want to open any of the messages, I feel the need to tap on the message and read through. He sent tons of apology messages. Saying how he would want to see. And if I could come back to the house. One of the messages also says that he misses me. One says he wants me to come back home so that we can talk. I think for a second. Maybe there's a good reason why he did what he did. Maybe Clara forced him to. Maybe I misunderstood what I saw. I type in a reply that I'll come home today and send it to him. I want to look at his face and hear what he has to say. Weather or not he lies, I don't want to know. I just want to hear the reason he did what he did. If I wasn't enough for him anymore. After sending the reply, I come down from the bed and walk to the standing mirror at one end of the room. I look at myself. My belly has started making s