Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

SARAH'S POV 

“Oh, spare me that crap, Sarah! You actually thought I was doing all these for nothing? You must be a dreamer to even think that.”

Keila said that to my face. She sounded really mean that I began to regret ever putting all my trust in her.

Now, I was starting to look vulnerable. She knew basically everything about me!

Just when I thought I had seen it all, something even more shocking happened.

Luke shot a furious glare at me.

“Where are your manners, woman?! Weren't you supposed to knock before stepping into my room?” He put out his whole frustration on me. This was just the height of it!

What the hell was I still doing here?!

I couldn't stand the humiliation anymore. At that point, I already forgot what I came to pick in the room initially.

I said no single word to them as I dashed out of the building, heading to nowhere in particular.

I just needed to be out of their sight, to calm the anger I felt within me.

Every other person would think that I was going to step out and never return.

But that was far from it!

I couldn't just leave my marriage in that manner. To think that we were just newly married.

What is the whole world going to say about us? That we got married barely a few weeks ago, and now, we're separated?

I didn't want that for myself.

At the same time, I knew exactly what I had signed up for. I was equally up to the task.

I believed that Luke was only being influenced by his youthful exuberance. He would definitely fall back into place.

“Sarah! Where the hell are you?!” I heard someone yell my name.

Wait!

Did I just say someone? I knew for a fact that the person yelling my name all this while was Keila.

She had chosen to act this way to me since I had decided to return back to my vomit.

Luke was always on her side, whether or not she was right.

This made her suddenly change towards me. I literally turned into her maid overnight.

I couldn't believe that the person whom I once called ‘best friend’ was the same person treating me like trash.

Well, what more could I ever expect from life?

I chose to remain here, not because I enjoyed being smitten, but because I had no family.

There was obviously no where to go from here.

Keila finally got to where I was. She gripped my hair into her clenched hands, dragging me to the kitchen.

“Can't you get useful for once? Why do you always choose to remain so lazy and dumb?” She barked, still pulling my hair.

“Ouch! Please, you are hurting me!” I pleaded with her but all that fell on deaf ears.

She pulled even harder as we approached the kitchen. “Who cares about your pathetic feeling?! Get to work immediately!” 

She finally let her grip out of my hair and pushed me into the kitchen.

“You have just thirty minutes to get the dishes done and get dinner ready as well.”

She hissed noisily and walked out.

Did I just hear her right? My eyes traveled to the many dishes which scattered all over the sink.

They looked so much to be done in an hour, talk more of thirty minutes. 

To think that she had also ordered me to get dinner ready within the same time frame.

How on earth was I supposed to achieve that?

Despite my many thoughts, I just knew I needed to get started already.

Keila would definitely unleash her anger on me if I failed to do all that she asked me to.

I flung into action instantly.

***

Luke returned after a few hours. It was already past evening.

He passed where I was without saying a word to me. 

He literally acted like I never existed.

Just then, Keila came out to welcome him.

“Welcome home baby.” She said and wrapped her hands over his neck.

Luke drew her close to himself as they exchanged kisses.

I never realized that I was still staring at them not until I felt a sharp tug on my face.

Luke was standing before me with a mean expression on his face.

“What are you still doing there, woman?! Go get me my dinner at once!” 

His voice reverberated into my eardrums, causing an aftereffect of his slap.

Just as I was about to walk back into the house, his voice stopped me a second time.

“Hey! Before you get that done, I need you to step out and get the items in the booth of the car.” 

His face was expressionless as he made the order.

I didn't hesitate this time around.

I scampered out to where he parked his car. I flung the car's booth open and took everything I could lay hands on.

I felt a soft tap at my back just as I was about to return inside.

“Hey madam.” A familiar voice called behind me. I turned back immediately and saw Noah staring at me.

He had a concerned look on his face, his hands clenched together.

“Please can I have a word with you?”

“Of course yes. Go ahead.” I seemed to be interested to know what Noah was up to this time around.

He had been the one who always warned me about Keila each passing day. He always reminded me of the need to be careful around her.

Now, who knows what he was up to this time around?

“Please be fast about it.”

Noah nodded his head. He looked backwards, as if searching for someone.

He immediately went on his knees. At this point, his face was already sweaty.

My curiosity piqued. 

I knew Noah could be so dramatic, but I have never seen him act this way since I knew him.

“What's going on, Noah? Talk to me!” 

“Promise you would not get upset madam.”

I became even more confused as he said those words. Can he just hit the nail on the head already?!

I was running out of patience.