Dalia’s POVYes, Emily was that famous. She doesn’t know it? Oh yes she does.“Enough of this. Let’s get ready. I don’t want to arrive late or else Jeffrey will chew my head off.” I say, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.What? Was she expecting me to hate her? She is my sister. She is family.Although I don’t know much about Emily’s family, I do know she is one of us. Dad doesn’t mind. I gave her a sad smile as she composed herself.“Here or mine?” She asked and I know what she is talking about. It was always her place. I could never do well on my own. Not with fashion.“Please, take me to yours.” I paused waiting for her to grab her bags. “No more secrets.”She nods her head in agreement. “no more secrets.”I shove my laptop into her hands as she brings out her phone to give instructions to Chris. I am surprised Chris hasn’t complained about the news. I guess he was also tired of the director’s issues. Ego issues. “I have so much work to do. Jeffrey suddenly asked me to take
Dalia’s POVEmily walked past Nick with a smile and a pat to his shoulders. She had other things to do. She shouldn’t have shown her outfit but that can be fixed. It was among workers so no one is allowed to leak her photo to the public.But if it happens...I beam at Nick who had a weird look of confusion on his face. “Invitation card please?” I wasn’t going to let my feelings for Eros ruin my friendship with Nick. I’ll admit things had been a little awkward between me and him ever since that day but now?I think we are good.I raised an eyebrow in surprise as he brought out the invitation card. It was in a cream coloured envelope. Its outside was sprinkled with gold dust. A cute red ribbon adorned its front page and under it was written in cursive handwriting. To Mr. Nick Newton. It screamed elegance and not everyone got that kind of invitation. The leaders made sure of it and I frowned.How did he get it?Only top business men and women can get their hands on it. I fold my hands ac
Betty’s POVI have seen her! The one genius who planned a perfect way to steal Eros from me. I hate to admit it but.. she is glowingly beautiful! Wait a minute.. is she pregnant? And who is that Dayum beside here? I lick my lips eyeing blue eyes up and down.Thirty minutes earlier...“Eros? Why are we going to the show five hours earlier?” I asked Eros, not liking the way he has been ignoring me. He just woke up this morning and asked me to get dressed.Thank God I am always prepared for emergencies like this. When he said it last night, I thought he just wanted me to stay and wasn’t serious about the show.But who am I kidding? Eros West is the life of the show. There is no way he was going to miss it. I got dressed, planning to disappear if I saw an opportunity. There is no way I was going to spend four God forsaken hours at a party that hasn’t started.Immediately I got into the car, I couldn’t help but feel that Eros had an ulterior motive by asking me to come for the show. Why ha
Eros’ POVBetty gives me a stern look. She is hurt, I can see it but this is not the best place to be doing this.“Come,” I have already made preparations for a suite. We could stay there until the program started. I just couldn’t do without seeing Dalia. And she looked exactly like I had seen her the other night.The pregnancy looks good on her. I couldn’t help but feel proud as she waddled across the platform, ordering this and that.I swiped my card and the door clicked open. I drag Betty inside. She refuses to sit but folds her hands and I know what she wants to ask.“First of all, I want to apologise.” I say. I am the one offering first hand for peace. Even though I know what she has done, I keep giving excuses for her. She only meant good for me. “I wasn’t supposed to do all that. But you made me do it.”She scoffs. “Is this your own way of punishing me? We have been friends for years. What changed?”I removed my suit so that I could breathe well. Now, where is the AC remote? Th
Nick’s POVDalia isn’t talking to me. I watch her stuff herself with more pastries. It’s like she is purposely avoiding our talks. I guess my time with her is done.“Later?” I ask her and she waves me off. What just happened in the back room? Eros wasn’t too happy to see me there and I could care less. I was never happy to see him. Mind you, I don’t really have anything against Eros West but the moment he chose to disgrace me in the presence of a girl I like,My pride wouldn’t let it slide. I have confirmed it. Dalia is pregnant and the baby is Eros’. Should I reveal it to the public?No. That will put Dalia in danger. What can I do that will make Eros regret his decision? It doesn’t seem like he knows what I have done. If he does know.I might have to attack again. The lady beside him... I think I have seen her somewhere but I can’t say.Where... Even her name sounds familiar. Bethany Wood...Yes! I remember who she is. The Wood girl.Three weeks ago..Third person’s POVThe night was
Third person’s POV“I didn't have my ID on me.” Betty reluctantly said. It was hard telling a stranger why she was disgraced.Nick nodded in amusement. “And here I was thinking it was for another reason. You didn’t deny it when I said you are an important person. Perhaps the daughter of Daxine Wood?”Betty squirmed as she tried to control her emotions. “Like I said earlier. I don’t know what you are talking about.”“If so, tell me how you know that man’s name. Secondly why were they all acting suspicious? Security seems tighter than before.” He shrugged innocently.This raised Betty’s guard. “Who are you to ask me these things? Don’t think because I choose to stay here..”“You don’t want them to see you. Don’t be ridiculous.” Nick scoffed in mockery. She was hiding something and he knew. “Tell me, why are you miserable?”Betty sighed. “This is not how I look on a normal day.”Nick chuckled. “Yeah, yeah. I know.”Betty shot him daggers. Then she sighed again, defeated. “Alright. I don’
Dalia’s POVI glared at the gowns sprawled on my bed. They look ridiculous and not suitable for a fashion show/engagement party. It was supposed to be a surprise on Eros' part but Jeffery already let me know about it.And I am grateful for that.“I need Emily’s help.” I dialled her number but it went straight to voicemail. She must be busy now because we both agreed to do everything in her house.Dad’s wheelchair rolled in and I turned away. He hasn’t decided if he should use the crutches or not. “Dad, what are you doing here? I am getting ready.” I pretend to be busy. It was embarrassing to see him here.“Right.” Dad stared at the gowns in amusement. “You don’t know what to wear and Emily is busy...”I balled my fists in frustration. I don’t need him to remind me. I just need something to wear!! “Dad, please. I gave Emily something to do for me. She did it and we both promised to meet each other at the hotel. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.” I muttered the last part.. She was supp
Dalia’s POV“What’s wrong?” I asked my Dad and Stephanie.Stephanie shook her head out of her frozen state. “You simply look stunning...”Dad still stared. Then his gaze narrowed down on my baby bump. “I hope the baby is fine.”Is that all they have to say? “Is that all?” I asked incredulously. If that is all they have to say, I am going to change this outfit.Stephanie sighs, picking up a broom to sweep the mess Dad made with his carrots. “You look different. Not the Dalia I know.”I wondered if it was the bad kind of different or the good type of different. “Dad?” I am a bit disappointed at their reactions. I expected my Dad to tell me I look dashing or something! But all I see on his face is a shadow and Stephanie's shock and confusion? No matter how they try to cover it. “Go Dalia. What was I expecting you to wear for a fashion show?” he cleared his throat and I frowned deeper.Any more than this will cause my makeup to crack. I know these people won’t want that. “I have a feeling
Dalia's POVThe days went by pretty fast. One afternoon, I was in the hospital, and the next, we were on our way to the West mansion. Eros didn't have to send a message like he usually did."You didn't leave the baby in the house, did you?" I asked Eros who looked better than he did a month ago. He barked out a laugh. "What? I already tucked her in."I sighed in relief. It happened sometimes because we were too preoccupied with each other. If Emily learns of this, she will take the baby from us permanently. I smiled at the thought.We were still in the first paragraph of the chapter. It was beautiful, just like I had always wanted. One time, I heard the maids discussing Betty. What she did when I wasn't around was nasty.Why would she seduce Eros? It was there that I learned that Eros had slept with her one drunken night. My heart sank at the discovery, but it was a long time ago. A long time, yet Eros hasn't said anything about it. Hold on a minute. I don't go about telling him abou
He had received the divorce papers, but they weren't signed. Good.Eros jumped at the vibration of his phone. He hoped it was good news. Then he frowned when he saw Emily plastered across the screen. He picked it up immediately. She hasn't spoken to him in a long time. He knew the reason."Dalia got into an accident. I will send you the address." She hung up and Eros panicked. He tried the number again, but it went straight to voicemail. Then the message came in. She was in Spain! He didn't mind. He would meet her anywhere. All he wanted was for her and the baby to be fine.The maids watched with hands folded as he turned the house upside down while preparing for the journey.They no longer saw Bethany Woods because they overheard Eros rejecting her during a heated moment. He said he loved Dalia and she was his wife. Betty had left with anger. Now, she has lost Eros as a friend too.***********It was a drunken mistake. Nick had swerved right into an upcoming truck. She had been lucky
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
The letters! Dalia mentally facepalmed. She should have kept it well. Away from Betty's hideous eyes. She thought she had them hidden.Eros' face was ashen in color and when he didn't say anything in reply, it occurred to Dalia that he already knew about it. Her heart sank deeper. She didn't think about telling him because it was nothing. Maybe when they went to the office the next-day, she would have told him about Nick. Only if he asked!A loud knock on the door pulled Dalia out of her thoughts. Eros sighed, making his way upstairs. "They are here again. Increasing by the minute all because of my foolish wife."'he called me his wife' Dalia realized with sadness. It was at that moment she knew that she fucked up. Now she has Eros in a tight spot. He may not look like it but Eros was enraged. It's just that he just apologized to her yesterday so it seemed like he was tired instead."I am sorry!" Dalia cried out. She didn't know what to say that would soothe him.Eros paused on the se
Dalia paced the room up and down. She was restless and could not place her butt somewhere. "Pick up, Emily!" She gritted out. How did it happen? Nick only grabbed her because she was about to leave! They were not doing anything like whosoever that took the picture was suggesting!Emily picked up at the third ring. "What the hell? Dalia!""Emily! What should I do? I know everyone has seen the picture. I don't think Eros should see it.""Eros should never see it. Go and see for yourself and make sure he doesn't have his phone around him."Dalia nodded, opening her door. She was down the stairs in a flash. "What should I do if he has already seen the picture?""I don't know. You love him, I don't." Emily's downcast voice dampened Dalia's spirit.Dalia could imagine her friend shrugging in helplessness. "I swear, it was a mistake!" She was still explaining to her dearest friend when she saw Eros with his phone. He wasn't looking at it but beyond it. He was looking at her. He knew about th
Dalia's POv.The next morning…I arrived just in time to see Tracy drop another letter on my desk. What is it this time around?! The letters were getting frequent! I am not in the mood for his pranks and silly antiques.I dismissed her quickly, snatching up the letter.I tore it open expecting to find cheesy lines, but I didn't see any."Come to the park by 7:00 p.m.; I have a surprise for you." Why would Eros ask me to come to the pack when he snubbed me on his way to work this morning. What surprise does he have for me? I folded the piece of paper in anger, dumping it into the trash bin.Tracy walked in with a cup of coffee. Just what I needed for my already puffy eyes. "Not in the mood? I have got just the right thing for you." She subtly eyed the dark shades sitting on my nose.I have nothing to say to her.I left work early because, I mean, who can stop me from leaving whenever I want to? Not even Eros, because I am pissed at him.The park was almost empty. It was evening, and
Dalia's POVShe was always right.My dear Emily.Why is she friends with someone as daft as me? She told me to confront Eros about Betty because she was biting more than she could chew. I have decided to take the bull by the horn today.I need to hear from his mouth whether he loves her or not. If he says he loves her, I will move out of the way, give birth to my baby, and divorce him. The baby won't have to live his life thinking he was born out of wedlock. When it comes to custody of the child, I won't allow him to get away with his misdeeds.The drive home was quiet as usual as I mused over the things Emily told me that afternoon. She expressed her anger for Betty and wished she met the bitch one more time. Her words, not mine.I entered the house to see Eros in aprons. He greeted me with a small smile, which made me confused. He has never smiled like this at me. The last time I saw him smile, only in a bigger version, was with Betty! My mood was already sour and damp."Your food m
Dalia's pOV. I found Emily later that afternoon slurping down her lunch. She had consumed two bowls already. It was noodles and boiled egg. Rosalind's Diner was an old Korean diner that specializes in homemade noodles. I almost snorted when she raised her messy face. A noodle got stuck at the side of her chin. Today she was putting on a blue belly blouse that revealed her smooth arms and palazzo jeans. From where I stood, I could see her belly button and her shaved armpit when she drank from the plate. "Eating lunch without me." Emily paused only to look at me before going back to her meal. "That's why I suggested this place." She said with mouth full. She looked wicked whenever she did that. "And I foolishly agreed with you." I turned to the woman sitting behind the counter. "A bowl of noodles and fried egg. Add extra spring onions, and chili." At the look of her confused face, I pointed at my baby bump. A look of realization clouded the form