TIFFANY'S POVShe couldn't pretend that she was still comfortable being in the bar, so she decided to open up to her friends.“Can we leave, please? I'm feeling sick.” Tiffany asked.“Oh my God! Does your knee hurt? Are you having a fever?” Freya asked, already reaching out to feel her body temperature.“We can leave now.” Timothy said and got up.They walked out of the bar with her friends worrying about her health.“Should we follow you home?” Freya asked worriedly.“No, please. I'm fine, guys. Thank you so much.” She said.“Drive safely and make sure you leave a message letting us know you got home safely.” Timothy said and gave her a hug.“I will. Bye, guys.” She waved before getting into the car.She got home famished, exhausted and feeling sick. She went upstairs to change after which she returned downstairs to make herself cereal for dinner.While eating, she wondered why Shawn was not home yet. She had barely gotten the thought of him out of her mind when he walked in.“Where
DEREK'S POVHe went out for a walk as it was part of his therapeutic exercise. Walking and looking around to see if he would remember anything.He walked out of the hospital into the street as he basked in the warmth of the evening sun. Despite how he tried, he could not remember anything or anyone. He thought himself to be a walking corpse with no identity; past present or future. The hell! He wouldn't even recognize his own family members.He walked for sometime and decided to head back to the hospital. He was close to the hospital gate when he saw someone in a hoodie, presumably a boy.Hoodie? He felt flashes as he tried to remember where he saw that hoodie. And then, the hoodie shifted a bit and revealed a part of the boy's hair. Derek felt flashes again. The hair? He has seen it somewhere.The boy suddenly turned and their eyes met, immediately Derek winced and closed his eyes. He hurriedly walked into the hospital compound, his hands on his head. The security at the gate quickly
SHAWN'S POV“Thank you for your time, Mr Ray. I promise you, you will not regret doing business with us. If you did your findings well, you must have realized that we are the best at what we do.” Shawn said over the phone.“I know. Thank you for having such an impeccable reputation. We would see each other at the board meeting. Bye for now.” The voice over the phone said and ended the call.“Finally.” Shawn said and exhaled sharply.He just closed a deal he had been on for months. It felt good to see it finish.“Hey, Shawn.” Rachel said and walked in.“Good morning, Rachel.” He replied, bracing himself for her drama.“How was your night?” She asked, sitting down.“Can you go straight to the point? The picture, that's why you are here, right?” Shawn said.“Oh well, you know. Why did you delete them?” Rachel asked.“Because they had no place in your phone. Are you being serious, Rachel? Why do you want pictures of my fiance on your phone?” Shawn asked, surprised.“ I don't know, but th
SHAWN'S POVIt's been days and living with Tiffany felt like living with a total stranger. They never uttered a word to each other, not even greetings and as much as Shawn hated to admit it, he felt bad. But then, it was his decision and he would see it to finish.It was another long day at work and Bryan had suggested they hang out in the snooker lounge and then have a few bottles of drink. Shawn agreed to it, it was better than going home to a partner that he doesn't talk to.After work, he drove to the lounge to meet Bryan.“Hey, man.” Bryan greeted and they exchanged hugs and handshakes.“Hi.” Shawn replied.“Whatsup? You don't look like your usual self.” Bryan said as they walked to the snooker board.“I'm fine. Just stress from work.” Shawn replied and picked up his cue stick.“We will talk after the game. Let's just play as it would help you let off some steam.” Bryan suggested.Shawn nodded and they began playing.After an hour of playing, they were both tired and dropped thei
TIFFANY'S POVShe was watching a reality show in the sitting room when Shawn walked in. And he was not alone! He was with a very beautiful lady with ginger hair.“You are back.” She said casually.“Obviously, I am.” Shawn replied rudely.“Who is she?” The lady asked, giving Tiffany a scornful look.“Ignore her. She is nobody.” Shawn replied.“What do you mean by I'm nobody?” Tiffany asked, looking angry.“Can we go upstairs?” Shawn asked the lady ignoring her.“Of course, yes.” The lady replied and took his hand.“Where, if I may ask?” Tiffany asked, as she got up.“Up to my room. Do you have a problem with that?” Shawn asked, staring her straight in the eyes.“Have you no shame? Bringing a whore to the house, is that all you have got?” Tiffany asked.“Watch your tongue, little girl! You are obviously the whore, being in a place you're not needed.” The lady chipped in.“I was not referring to you, Slut! You are obviously the whore, following a soon–to–be married man to his home. I tho
DETECTIVE COPLER'S POVDetective Copler kept staring at the flash drive cap as he twirled it in his gloved hand. Derek had said he saw his attackers hair color and he kept having flashes of the hair and a hoodie.What was the connection with a hair, hoodie and a flash drive cap? Why was he missing in the course of the investigation?Suddenly, he decided to try a foresinc test. The flash drive cap had been checked before, but he opted to check again.“Hello, Zara.” He said into the phone when Zara, the head of the forensic department in the police answered.“Detective Copler?” She answered.“I want the flash drive cap from Mr Derek's case checked again.” He said without mincing words.“But, we have done that before.” Zara protested.“I know. I want it done again. This time, more meticulously.” Detective Copler said.“Fine. When are you coming?” Zara asked.“Now. I'm coming now.” He replied and stood up.“Okay, then.” Zara said and the line went off.An hour later, he arrived at the Van
SHAWN'S POVHe ended up not having anything to do with Edna the previous night. Despite how hard he tried, he just couldn't bring himself to sleep with a total stranger.He was a big fan of commitment and sex was a big deal to him. He had to be committed and attracted to a lady before he could go down with her.He raked his hair with his hand as he remembered Edna's question that night after he asked her to go to bed because nothing was going to happen between them.“Are you being serious right now? We should go to bed, just like that?” She asked, surprise evident in her tone.“Yes, go to bed. I have something to do on my phone, once I'm done, I will sleep on the couch.” Shawn replied.“But this was not our agreement! We were supposed to spend the night fucking! Fucking, and not sleeping, dude.” She replied and Shawn cringed at her bluntness.“I know, right? But I don't feel like it. Just sleep.” Shawn replied.“Are you impotent?” She suddenly asked.“No, I'm not.” Shawn replied.“Are
SHAWN'S POVHe was trying to return back to work when Rachel sauntered in.“Hey, Shawn.” She Said.“Hi, Rachel.” He replied. With the drama from Edna, he prayed Rachel doesn't start hers.“Hmmm…a flower and wine? Who brought them?” Rachel asked, touching the gifts on the table.“A Friend. Why are you here?” He asked matter of factly.“I came to say hello, of course.” “Okay. Your hello has been received, can you get back to work?” Shawn asked.“Before I leave, who was that lady that walked out of your office a few minutes ago?”Shawn turned to stare at her in surprise, but quickly regained composure. “What lady are you talking about?” He asked, feigning ignorance.“The lady with ginger coloured hair.” Rachel replied.“Oh, she is Bryan's friend. She brought these gifts from Bryan.” Shawn replied.“Oh, really? Bryan must really be into you to send you a bouquet and wine.” Rachel said.“Yes, he is. Can you leave now?” “Fine. I'm leaving now.” She said and walked out.Shawn exhaled sharp
TIFFANY'S POV"This student has shown exceptional character, leadership, and kindness throughout the year. And the prom queen of the year and overall best Student is...TIFFANY Dion! Congratulations Tiffany, you deserve this honor."She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard her name being called out as prom queen. She couldn't believe it. Shawn looked at her with pride and joy in his eyes as he applauded along with the rest of the students."Go on," he said, nudging her slightly. That was when she realized she was still seated.She stood up and walked up to the podium, her baby bump leading the way. Principal Campbell placed a crown on her head and handed her a bouquet of flowers. She graciously accepted them and waved the bouquet to the cheering crowd. She then took the microphone and looked at her classmates with a smile. "Thank you all so much. I am so honored and grateful to be chosen as Prom Queen and overall best Student. This has been an incredible night, and I couldn't have
TIFFANY'S POV"Rachel Sparks, you have been found guilty of kidnapping and multiple counts of attempted murder against Tiffany Dion. It is the judgement of this court that you be sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. Shelley Duvall, you have been found guilty of being an accomplice in these heinous crimes. You are hereby sentenced to 20 years imprisonment. Oscar, you have been found guilty of attempted murder on Derrick's life. You will serve 15 years imprisonment because the court has considered your age," the judge's voice sounded in the courtroom.Tiffany exhaled sharply in relief. It was finally over.It's been a month since she was rescued and today is the trial day for everyone involved in the crime. The past month has been graced with a lot of healing processes. She had therapy sessions to stop the incessant nightmares she had, and yoga sessions for her body healing.She had also started going for an anti–natal checkup for her baby. It was indeed
TIFFANY'S POVShe woke up to the bright lights of the morning, seeping through little spaces in the window. She turned to her side, and Shawn was not there. Has he gone home? Then she turned to see the paper on the table. She abruptly picked it up and read its content."Rise and shine! I didn't want to wake you up from your beauty sleep, hence this note. I got a call from officer Fowler that Rachel has been caught. By the time you get this, I should be at the police precinct. I will be back as soon as I can. stay safe. Xoxo, Shawn.❤️"She smiled, as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He never ceased to show her how much he loved and cared for her. Both in words, and in actions. She brushed her teeth and had her bath, and then changed into one of the clothes Shawn's mother brought the previous day.She walked out of the bathroom and a doctor was waiting for her, with a nurse bearing a trolley containing food and medicines."Good morning, Mrs Gold. I'm Sharonne. I'm here
TIFFANY'S POV"Oh, my darling," Shawn's mother exclaimed as she rushed to her side. "Are you okay, my darling?" She asked, cupping her face.She nodded, tears welling in her eyes. Oh how much she had missed their presence. Her father had tears of joy in his eyes as he walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.At that point, she couldn't hold back the tears. She let it all out. It was a miracle and a blessing at the Same time to be able to see the people that had always been there for her.Shawn walked up next to her, and to get surprise and that of others, judging from their gasps of surprise, he took her lips in his, in a long, soothing kiss. When he pulled away, she realized how much she had missed the one man who had shown her love that was tantamount to her father's."Thank you for fighting. For coming back to me, to us," he said, his voice cracking with emotions.She nodded, as tears kept streaming down her face in torrents."Thank you for not leaving, Shawn. He almost los
SHAWN'S POVThe cars sped off as they headed in the direction of the outskirts of town. The more miles they closed, the more anxious he became. He prayed fervently that his wife and baby were okay. The journey was taking long as he kept looking at his wrist watch anxiously."Take it easy, we will arrive there soon." Bryan said, placing his hand on his shoulder.He nodded and looked out the window. The journey ended up taking three hours and they finally arrived at a street. The cars stopped at a distance and they all alighted, as the armed policemen took the lead, their guns set.Shawn and Bryan followed closely behind. They got to a spacious mass of land with an uncompleted duplex building in it. The policemen filed in, and they got to the entrance of the building.Two men were standing at the entrance and they made to shoot at the policeman when they saw them, but the policemen were faster and in a few seconds the two men lay on the floor in their pool of blood.The gunshot must ha
SHELLEY'S POVShe took determined strides into the precinct. She walked to the reception and the first thing her eyes caught was the picture of the girl with "missing" written boldly on it. Attached to it was a prize for whoever had information about her whereabouts.She sighed heavily as she finally approached the policeman on the counter."Good evening, sir," she greeted politely."Good evening, Ma'am. How do I help you?""I'm here in regards to the missing girl," she pointed at Tiffany's picture on the wall. " I know where she is being held and who is behind it," she said in a rush, afraid she would change her mind."Really? C'mon, I will lead you to the detective in charge of the case," the policeman said in disbelief.She followed meekly, and soon they were in front of an office door. The policeman knocked on the door and a voice from the inside asked them to come in.The policeman led her inside. "This lady claims to have information about the whereabouts of Mrs Tiffany Dion," t
SHELLEY'S POVShe snapped her eyes open and was met by pairs of worried eyes looking down at her."Are you okay?" An elderly woman asked."I don't think I am," she replied as she attempted to stand up but felt her head splitting into two."Easy, take it easy," the woman said, helping her up."Where am I?" She asked, finally taking in her surroundings."You are in our house," the woman replied."I mean, what is this place called?""Vancouver, but you are in Squamish." The woman replied."Squamish?" She gasped. That was like the outskirt of town. What had Rachel done?"You were found in a sleeping bag, almost dead."Rachel, that bitch! She had stuffed her in a common sleeping bag. She had obviously thought she was dead."Did you find my phone?""No, we didn't. You shouldn't be bothering about a phone. You narrowly escaped death." An old man, presumably the woman's husband, admonished."That's right, my dear." The woman concurred.Just then, a young teenage girl walked into the room with
RACHEL'S POVAfter the call with Shelley ended, she could not help but wonder what was wrong with her. She sounded perturbed and had an edge of urgency to her tone. Curious to know what was going on, she had set a meeting and asked that she meet her at her place.A few minutes later, her phone buzzed and it was her gateman informing her of the presence of a lady who called herself Shelley. She asked that he let her in and she walked downstairs to the sitting room to meet her."Welcome to my humble abode. What do I offer you?" She asked, trying to okay the role of a perfect host."That won't be necessary. I'm not here for that," Shelley said in what could pass for a harsh tone and Rachel was taken aback."Okay. What is it then?"" I was at the location where the girl is being held…"Rachel immediately cut her short, "What business do you have there?" You have done your job and therefore I expect to stop going there," her eyes were blazing hot with anger now."That's not the point, Rach
SHELLEY'S POVShe packed the last of the food in the lunch bag and slung it on her shoulder as she walked out of her tiny kitchen that could barely contain two people at the same time.Rachel would kill her if she found out about what she was trying to do, but she couldn't help it. This was not who she was, but her desperation to get money had changed her, and it was definitely not for good.Sighing, she locked the entrance door to her tiny apartment as she stood, waiting for a cab to flag down. She sighed in impatience as she looked forward to a cab. After a few minutes of waiting, a cab arrived and she got in and told him her location.She was lost in thought as the cab drove to the bus stop where she would take another cab going in her direction. She felt guilty about the things she had done in the last few months and hoped the almighty forgave her. "We are here, ma," the cab driver said, bringing her out of her reverie."I'm sorry I got carried away," she apologized and fished ou