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LEILANI A cunning smile formed on my lips “Malcolm’s personal assistant can drive you to work. Is that okay with you, Malcolm?” “That's not a problem,” Malcolm readily agreed. “Better,” Melinda mumbled, this time, she stuck out her tongue before Sienna could think of doing that, “What are we still waiting for?” I asked and looked down at my wrist to check the time. Malcolm immediately called his assistant over and asked him to drive a blushing Sienna to work. After that, Melinda and I got into my car, Malcolm took the driver’s seat and we hit the road to Melinda’s school. “Mum I don't like Aunt Sienna,” Melinda complained halfway to her school. I didn't bother saying a word as I knew that after today, she and Sienna will become best friends. I was already used to their daily drama, so it didn't bother me when a bit. “Why won't you say a word? I said it before, you now like Aunt Sienna more than me, your own daughter," Melinda whined. "Enough, I will scold Sienna," I muttere
MALCOLM After speaking with Leilani, my joy knew no bounds, I kept praying that noon would come quickly. The idea of picking up my daughter from school made me enthusiastic. It was something I always wanted to do right from the moment I learnt about Melinda’s existence. I kept whistling and doing my work with utmost pleasure and in high spirits. “I wonder what your baby mama told you that is making you act like an idiot,” Michael commented and left the couch where he was seated and walked over to stand in front of me. “Point of correction. She is not just my baby mama. She is my wife-to-be," I announced, smiling in delight. Michael scoffed. “She just accepted you yesterday. Don't be shocked when she rejects you today, keep smiling,” he mumbled. “Friend or foe, which one are you?” I asked and glared at him. ‘Whatever you see me as. I remember you once suspected me to be working for Lucian and your mum,” he laughed on saying this. I gazed at him and realized that my words might h
LEILANI “I’m already aware of that,” Melinda said, taking me by surprise. “Huh, how come she knows already. I have never said anything about it to her before and I’m sure Malcolm respects me enough not to tell her before I could.” “How?” I ask since I’m unable to decipher how she knows about it, “My lookalike told me,” she said and eagerly pointed at Malcolm who in turn mumbled an incoherent word and bowed his head. I didn’t know how to react to this new piece of information. The fact that Malcolm had gone behind my back and told Melinda of his stand in her life shocked me so much. I didn’t know what to say. “How long has she known? Is this the reason why she is so attached to him? Does this mean he just wants Melinda, not me? Will he take my baby away from me?” Different questions ran through my mind. I suddenly became restless. Malcolm was still not saying a word and kept his head bowed as if remorseful for his actions. “How long have you known?” I asked Melinda. I wanted to
SIENNA Malcolm’s assistant, who I finally got to know his name as Michael, dropped me off at the office today. We kept conversing like we’d known each other for a long time. I realized that we had a lot in common and that made my heart become filled with warmth at the feeling that I found the one for me. I arrived at the office in high spirits, but then Leilani wasn’t okay. After helping to lighten her mood, I went back to my office daydreaming about what being in a relationship with Michael would be like. After Leilani left to pick up Melinda from school, I’m left alone. But then, thoughts of being with Michael kept me so busy that I didn’t even feel Leilani’s absence. Soon, it was closing time. I locked my office and made sure Leilani’s was locked as well. I exited the building. Michael had driven me to work today and Leilani left with her car earlier, so I had to take a cab. I stood in front of the company, waiting for an empty cab to drive past. While standing there, a familiar ca
SIENNA I'm woken by the urge to relieve myself. My eyes fluttered open and I rose from the bed. I'm welcome by an unfamiliar room. I became confused. But then my confusion didn't last for long as I recalled everything almost immediately. Michael and I had a wild and passionate night. I looked down at myself and realized I was still stark naked. Last night, we didn't seem to have gotten enough of each other as we drowned in the wild passion that left us drained. I looked around the room in search of Michael but then, he was nowhere to be found. I wrapped the sheets around me and found my way into the adjoining door which I knew would definitely be the bathroom. My womanly part was so sore and aching that I almost had a hard time relieving myself. But then, I didn't care. This intimacy of ours was sure to be the stepping stone of my relationship with Michael. Getting out of the bathroom, I caught sight of my panty in a corner of the room. My face turned red and I immediately picked it u
LUCIANI sat in my office, staring blankly into space. A lot was going through my head, and it all revolved around Malcolm. After being grounded like a kid, I'm finally back to the office, but then, I had no zeal to work. It’s been over five days since I returned to the company, but then, I have done no work. I needed to deal with Malcolm first, before I could relax and wholeheartedly do my work. Having been keeping tabs on him, I realized that my freedom had changed him and that he was looking for means to bring me down. My spy had informed me that Malcolm was looking to bring me down through any available means, both legal and illegal. And to say that didn’t scare me will be a lie. Malcolm has always been a guy who goes by the book. So him, deciding to engage himself in illegal activities, just to bring me down sent shivers down my spine. Each time I remember it, my body is always filled with goosebumps. While growing up, I always did a lot of unacceptable things and blamed Malcolm f
LEILANII sat on the couch, with a sobbing Sienna’s head resting on my thigh. She has been crying since she came and hasn't even uttered a word. I’m really worried, but then I didn’t want to add to her tears by asking her what was wrong. I know Sienna, she might be bawling her eyes out right now, once she is okay, she would definitely tell me what is wrong with her. Seeing her like this made me wonder how she coped alone while I was in New York for five years. Sienna has no one beside me. After losing her parents at a very young age, Mr and Mrs Miller, whom I will never address as my parents again, brought her to live with us. Since then, we both lived like sisters and soon became inseparable.“I'm such a bad friend,” I mumbled. Unknown to me, I had said it outloud and Sienna heard it. She immediately raised her head.“I won’t tolerate you calling yourself a bad friend all because of my problem. Which you know nothing about.” Tears streamed down her face as she said this, moving me t
ISABELLEI heard that Malcolm and that pretending bitch were now together. The moment I heard it, it was as if an unquenchable fire was ignited within me. I felt like burning that bitch the moment I saw her. I had mapped out a lot of plans to get rid of her. I was merely starting when I kidnapped her daughter, but then, that fool, Lucian messed things up and here I am, hiding in Australia. I thought reaching out to Lucian will make him comply with me again. Since no one knows about my whereabouts, I’m sure I won’t face any threats or problems if he gets caught, because the plan I have right now is a catastrophic one, capable of making that slut spend the rest of her life in jail."Lucian is a fool for refusing to comply with me," I mumbled to myself. How did he expect me to stay back when he was caught and almost jailed?"What an idiot he is. I'll make him pay for turning down my offer," I swore. I never forgive, the moment anyone goes against me, even if it's once. I never forget a
LEILANI Here I am, seated on the sandy beach overlooking the vast water. However, instead of watching the water being pushed around by the waves like everyone else, My entire attention is on my two adorable kids, building sand castles in a corner. “Stop that, Melinda,” Miranda screams at Melinda who was so invested in destroying the sand castle she had built. “Let’s do something else, I’m tired of building sand castles every time we visit the beach,” Melinda yells and continues to kick and scatter the sand castle they had spent almost an hour building. “Melinda, stop that,” I yell, bringing their attention to me. “She doesn’t want to play with me,” Melinda complains, her eyes getting moist. “You mustn’t run around all the time,” I say, but Melinda was hearing none of it. She threw herself on the ground and began to roll herself on the floor. “Melinda, stop that,” I say, now pissed off at her unruly behaviour. She rises from the ground and grabs hold of Miranda’s swimsuit. “Th
FIVE MONTHS LATER MIRANDA “Stop that Melinda!” I screamed as she continuously banged her spoon on a stainless plate, creating a loud disturbing noise. “You never like playing!” She screams back, giggling. “I’m trying to study,” I replied, pulling my hair. But my crazy twin smiled and banged the spoon on the plate even more loudly. “Fine,” I say, slamming my book shut and rising from the bed. “What do you want to do?” I ask. “Yes!” she screams and leaps up. It’s been five months since I was taken home by my real family, five months since I discovered Aunt Isabelle’s true colours, Five months since I found people who sincerely love me and wished the best for me. Honestly, my family has become the most important part of my life. I can never stay a day without seeing them. My mum, Leilani, treats me like I'm the most precious thing on earth, and most times I wonder why Melinda never gets jealous. My dad, on the other hand, treats me like I'm the most delicate thing on earth. He
MIRANDA “Is that another me?” the little girl who looks exactly like me gasps I stood still, unable to say a word and watched as she also took steps towards me, her legs shaky and her eyes fixed on my face the entire time. Getting to me, she raises her hand to touch my face. But then, I am reminded of Aunt Isabelle's words about her being the major reason why my parents don't want me. "Don't touch me," I snarled and roughly shoved her aside. "I need to speak with Malcolm Blake and his wife," I said, older this time. "That's my mum and dad," the girl who looks exactly like me says. I glanced at her and eyed her unpleasantly. "I'm not dragging that with you," I snarled at her. "Anyone getting the duo, or I should barge in and find their suite myself?" I ask. "No, I'll call them," the lady says. Nodding my head at her answer, I stood still watching her make a phone conversation. "They'll be here soon," she says, putting down her phone. "So doppelgangers are real," the annoyi
MIRANDA I was so engrossed in the storybook Aunt Isabelle had purchased for me when I noticed someone trying to come into my room through the window. Scared, I got into the closet to hide myself. I would’ve called Aunt Isabelle, but then I recalled that she had warned me on several occasions to always keep my windows locked. Not wanting to get scolded by her, I carefully hid myself inside my closet and shut the door, heart beating erratically and waiting for the intruder to show up. However, after a long wait, no one showed up, making me look out of the closet. Then, I heard someone screaming for help. People asking for help was a normal occurrence in our neighbourhood. I’ve always watched a lot of people struggle with their captors. It was a daily occurrence that scared me. But then, I always watch to know who to look out for. Like always, I tiptoed to the window and that was when I caught sight of a familiar woman being pulled by the hair. For some reason, the way the man was tuggin
"Miranda." I gasped and stared wide-eyed at my little angel staring down at me. The maniac kept tugging my hair to bring my attention to him, but then it was as if I couldn't feel any of those at this moment. My entire focus was on the little girl in the window. "Miran…" I try to call again. But then, I'm cut shut as a familiar voice calls out the name before I could complete it. "Miranda," Isabelle's annoying voice sounded. At that moment, I felt my skin crawl and my heart began to beat frantically. "Don't tell me Elodie and her husband gave my daughter to this witch," I mumbled, gripped by fear. Having witnessed what Isabelle is capable of, the last thing I want is to have her next to my loved ones. Most especially, my daughters, but it seemed like that was just my wishful thinking. Eyes still on the window, I watch my daughter's face lit up with a smile the moment Isabelle reaches her side. I watched, with tears trailing down my cheeks as Isabelle fondly pats my daughter's hai
LEILANI “What?” I gasp in shock. Malcolm ignores me and rises from his seat. I grab hold of his hand to stop him from walking away. “How can you just drop an information like this and suddenly try to leave without explaining things to me?” I ask, still in shock. Disbelief clearly written on my face. “What? You suddenly want to believe my words right now?” Malcolm asks and pulls his arm off my grasp. “Malcolm,” I whisper in shock at the force he used in pulling his hand away. “What Leilani? What! I'm sick and tired of constantly having to explain myself to you countless number of times. I try to please and understand you all the time, but you keep making things hard for me. Tell me, do you even believe what I just said about Elodie?” He suddenly throws a question at me. I stare at him without saying a word. Honestly, this news is a shocker and I'm having a hard time believing it. “See, you don’t,” he says. Casting one last look at me, he dumps his cutleries, not caring if they f
LEILANI “When did we suddenly get to this?” I ask myself. I stood in place, too shocked to move. This was the first time a gun was being pointed at me. Yeah, I live in the United States, and shooting often occurs. But then, this is the first time I’m actually witnessing it. I watched as the guy pulled the trigger. “Is this my end?” I ask. Suddenly, I’m snatched like I weigh nothing and thrown aside. “You really want to die, don’t you?” Malcolm’s angry voice echoes. His voice sounded so far away, yet I was in his arms. My focus was on the masked guy trying to get away. I watch as he slips into one of the hospital rooms. “Baby,” Malcolm calls, shaking me rigorously. “Huh,” I answer absent-mindedly. “Leilani!” he suddenly yells my name. Making me snap out of whatever trance I was in. “He tried to shoot me,” I mumble. “I almost died without meeting my daughter,” I begin to cry. “Almost, but you didn’t,” he says, pulling me further into his arms. “She is dead,” I mumble, point
LEILANI The moment Frank runs past us with his skinny wife in his arms, Malcolm and I immediately run after him. Getting outside the building, Frank runs over to an old truck that looks like it will break down at any minute. “Are you honestly taking her to the hospital with that?” I ask “Let’s use my car,” Malcolm calls after him. Soon, we all got into Malcolm’s car, and he speeds to the hospital. Getting to the hospital, Elodie is lowered into a stretcher and wheeled into the emergency room. Malcolm and Frank goes off, as Frank mentions that he would like their family doctor to attend to her since he works here. I watch as both of them walk away in search of the doctor. Frank’s sister and I rushes after Elodie, who was already wheeled to the emergency room. “Has something like this happened to her before?” I queried her. She gave me one downgrading look and didn’t bother to answer. It is already bad enough that I haven’t seen my daughter even when I’m already in Colorado. Now,
LEILANI "You should pull yourself together, Lani. I'm sure you don't want Melinda to worry about you," Malcolm says the moment he ends the call. I didn't say a word and quietly snuggled into his chest. Honestly, I, too, knew I must have frightened Melinda. Heaven knows how she is feeling right now. This is one of the reasons why I said I'm not a good mother. "I'll go heat the milk. You need something to help you calm down," Malcolm says and proceeds to leave the room. Just as soon as he leaves, my phone rings, and I realize it's Sienna after speaking with Sienna. I felt calm and knew that I didn't need the milk to calm me down again, as my best friend had already did. I rose from the bed and found my way down the stairs. I was barefooted, so my feet barely made any sound. Getting to the kitchen, I found Malcolm on a call with his back turned on me. Not wanting to distract him from the call, I quietly stood behind him while waiting for him to finish answering the call. "You mean my