/Meelah’s POV/I blink back in shock as I try to say something to Brian to stop him from leaving the room after he walked past me so that we can have a civil conversation, but I couldn’t get myself to say anything.“What the hell is wrong with him?” I question myself, while still frozen in the spot that he left me, appalled by the sudden change in his behavior because he hasn’t been rude me since the bride switch so why is he doing that now?“Is he suddenly regretting his decision to participate in the bride switch?”“Does he regret marrying me?” Series of questions flood my mind , followed by the appalled silence in the room as I try to process and reprocess everything that he just said to me.“Wait a minute….. I have as much claim to this house as Brian dies, so he is not supposed to be bossing me around like this over something as simple and self explanatory as us staying in separate rooms” I suddenly remember what brought about Brain and I staying in a new apartment.I dash out of
/Meelah’s POV/I get out of the elevator and make my way into the luxurious room, as I start to search the large room for any trace of my box because I left the car without the box, and because of how huge the house is, it is very possible that one of the stewards must have taken my things upstairs while the butler was giving Brian and I a tour of the apartment.The room is spacious enough for me to know that there is no trace of my box in it, but I still need to check the corners to be double sure that there is really no trace of my box in the room so that I don’t keep on feeling like I left any stone unturned while searching after I must have left the room but there is no trace of the box at all. I can’t leave the room empty handed because if Brain eventually finds the box in the room, it will look like I only hung around to while away time, then I came back to the dinning room with the excuse if not finding my box so that I could eat dinner.If that happens, my pride will be wound
/Meelah’s POV/“Shall we?” Brian inquires after responding a few minutes later after telling me that he was going to pick up his car key.“What exactly are you trying to prove?” I confront him because I still find it hard to wrap my head around why exactly he is switching like a disco light. “I don’t understand what you are trying to say ” he feigns ignorance. “One minute, you were being so bossy and now you are being nice….” I spell his undulating mood switch out for him. “I do t know what you are talking about ” he pretends to be clueless as he walks towards the door. “Where do you think you are going” I ask him as soon as I notice that he is really going out of the house. “I am going to wait for you in the car till you are ready” he answers flatly while I gasp in shock, completely taken aback by his behavior. “I told you already that I don’t want you to go with me” I go after him to see if I can annoy him into changing his mind and he actually stops in his tracks. “Point of
/Meelah’s POV/Brian and I both made our way out of the new apartment, and when we got to the front of the door I stepped aside for him to lead the way because I didn’t enjoy the way I kept on feeling uneasy at the thought of him walking behind me. Without wasting too much time, he took the lead and led me to the black sport car that has Porsche on the hood of the car and we were on our way to the gate of kings estate. Surprisingly, when we got to the gate of kings corporation, the security told us to roll down our glass which is something very unusual because the only interaction that the security has with any car going in and out of the estate is to assign tallies to cars so that they can track the cars going in and out of the estate, but for them to ask us to stop and Brian obediently obliged, it could only mean that he informed them in advance to specially screen cars coming in and out of Kings estate so that I will be trapped inside just for disobeying his terms and conditions
/Meelah’s POV/I took out majority of my clothes and accessories, from the closet leaving a few behind just incase Eden’s parents decide to release her to come back to the apartment anytime soon, even though I knew that it was very unlikely because one of the clause that her parents had when it was time for us to rent an apartment was that she had to have a roommate that they approve of, so since I won’t be available to live with her until I divorce Brian, I felt that it was just better for me to pack all the things that I need, then when I divorce Brian I can always move back fully into the apartment so that I won’t start spending unnecessarily just because I moved houses.After packing my things into my big box, I made my way to the kitchen to Round up all the snacks in the cabinet because I always made it a point of duty to stock up the kitchen cabinet where I used to keep snacks , so that I won’t starve to death on days that Eden was not available to cook, so I just felt that it
/Meelah’s POV/“Arrrrghhhhh” I groan as the sound of my phone ringing loudly disturbs my beauty sleep. I try to navigate my phone by stretching my hand out to navigate the top of my bed side drawer where I usually place my phone before sleeping without necessarily having to wake up fully so that the sleep doesn’t clear off my face, and I don’t find the phone, so I force myself to sit up to get a better view of the bedside drawer. as I try to seat up on the bed and rub the sleep crust off my face, I realize that my muscles are rigid from being kept on the ground through out the night, while the upper part of my body just rested on the bed and I slept off in that position. It takes a while for me to adjust myself, and after doing that I realize that I am far away from the bedside drawer, and I am actually in the middle of the bed so I pick up my phone to see who it is. “G mama?” I gasp as soon as I unlock my phone to Check the person that called because I missed the call already, on
/Meelah’s POV/I try to sleep, but the brightness of the room is interfering with my sanity, so I get up to turn off the light, but one thing I find very strange is that the room is not as dark as it is supposed to be. “Let’s see how many hours I have left” I mutter as I turn the light switch on as I look around the room to check the time well, then the digital wall pasted clock stares back at me with 10:49 boldly displaying on it. “You’ve got to be kidding me” I mutter as I go closer to pick up my phone to check what the real time is incase the wall clock above the headstand has stopped but nobody has had the time to fix it. “Holy shit!!”“What have I done?”“How could I have over slept?” I start to panic as I search frantically around the room for nothing particular, before it suddenly occurs to me. “Oh no……my alarm clock was not on the bed stand”“What am I going to do now?” I start to think of the way forward because it is way past the time that I am going to resume. “Am
/Brian’s POV/ I have been making conscious effort to annoy Meelah since we got to silver city so that I can frustrate her into filing for a divorce as soon as possible, which was why I made it compulsory for us to share the same room. I wanted her to get really uncomfortable and start to thirst for her own space because my mom raised me to be gentle man and I am not supposed to raise the issue of divorce, less than 72 hours after our marriage. so far, I can say that I did a really good job in making her know that I am someone who is unreliable by backing out of things at the very last minute because I don’t want her to start relying on me to be there do things for her, so that we won’t get too attached to that kind of life style and it will just be so difficult to say goodbye.I also didn’t want to use Meelah as a rebound, by pouring all my time and attention on her just because I am eager to get over my one sided feelings for Ember. if there is something that I have learnt over t