Brielle’s Pov“What is it?” I found myself asking no one in particular; with my heart racing a mile a minute as everyone in the hall suddenly fixed their gaze on me, their gazes which came with an indistinct murmur. For a second I thought I had done something wrong.Behind me seemed to be another point of attraction. I was not sure whether or not it was safe to look back, but before I could even think, curiosity took the better part of me.I turned almost immediately only to behold the figure of Albert Stone on one of his knees revealing the stunning diamond ring in the small box he was holding.“Brielle Davis, be my wife and make me the happiest man on earth, and anything you’d ever dream of would be made available to you” the proud young man on his knees said.A gasp left my lips as he said those words to me. There’s no way that’s going to happen. Albert Stone, on his knee, asking me, Brielle Davis to marry him? It had to be some kind of a sick joke that he was playing on me. My eye
Brielle’s Pov“I’m sorry mom, but I already have everything prepared” the voice of Albert echoed from the room. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop in the conversation Albert was having with his mom, but Albert said that too loud. I wished I could hear the whole discussion since my instincts kept telling me that it was about me, but no. I couldn’t. Rebecca had bagged in on us few minutes to the time we were supposed to walk down the aisle. Albert’s countenance changed when he sighted his mother and from that moment my heart went into a state of unrest.The middle aged man who came with her, dressed in a tux walked up to us and whispered into Albert’s ears. Albert gave me a signal to wait outside of the room which I heeded to. I was standing outside waiting for them to be through with their meeting when Albert’s voice thundered in disagreement to whatever his mother was asking of him, and that was all I heard.I was frozen for a moment, but just then, I heard footsteps from the stairwell. Fas
Brielle’s PovMrs. Rebecca Stone has always looked at me in disgust ever since the night of the engagement. It was so odd when she suddenly invited me to her office. I knew it was in respect to me getting married to his son, Albert. The invitation said 10:00 Am but I made sure I was there earlier.I woke up very early that morning, rushed to the toilet and emptied my bowel before taking a quick shower which didn’t take much of my time. I wore a pair of black pants with a denim jacket to complement it before sitting in front of my mirror to apply a little makeup on my face. I made sure it wasn’t too noticeable because I love looking natural.I headed out of the house to the Stones company without informing Albert who was still in his house office assembling some documents which he left unsettled before the wedding. He stopped me from going to work at least for the moment until everything subsided. Of all the things I wanted to be in life, a home wife was certainly not in the list so I
Albert’s PovIt was past 9PM and Brielle was nowhere to be found. I have been devastated ever since I came down for breakfast without seeing her. I assumed she was in her room but she was not there when I lost my patience and went to her room to look for her.I have called and messaged her, but she has not answered nor returned any. I walked and ran round the whole place like an insane man trying to reach out to her to no avail. I rushed down to the company after calling and learnt that she was seen in the company, but unfortunately, she was no longer there when I got to the office. I rushed back home hoping to see her but I got back to an empty house.The marriage happened too fast and we didn’t get to know each other well enough, but I'm definitely not a beast nor a troll. I made sure she was comfortable around me just as I’ve always done during work days, owing to her amazing personality.“Maybe I should report the case to the police,” I thought to myself. The idea was a good one
BRIELLE’S POVI stood at the bottom of the stairs staring, speechless at Albert while battling a hangover. I haven’t been married for three days and I already regret my decision. I cannot even be upset as much as I wanted to, because the contract stated that we can live our normal lives and see other people and after five years we get a divorce and go our separate ways. Quietly I walked down to the dining table and poured myself a steaming cup of coffee. I picked an apple and returned back to my room. Just as I was about entering the bathroom to wash off the stench of alcohol that clung to my skin, the door fell open and Albert came in, with a lost look on his face.“Brie, I want to explain what happened between me and Diana….”“Is none of my business,” I interrupted. “This whole marriage is a sham, to the outside world you are married but between the both of us, you are as free as a bird. So you can impregnate as many women as you want, and I will not say a word.”“It is nothing li
BRIELLE’S P.O.VI marched past Diana who was grinning not because of the delicious spread on the dining table, which smelt so good by the way, but because she was about to ruin my peace and life. I pulled Albert into the kitchen, but Diana still followed us into the kitchen.“What the fuck is your problem Diana, go and eat your dinner or better still, vanish from the face of the earth,” I spat in annoyance. “I don’t see what you want to say to Albert that you cannot say while we eat. He hasn’t had anything to eat all day,” she said.She touched Albert’s arm and that simple gesture made me flare up. “You should know better than to come between a married couple,” I was really beginning to enjoy playing this husband card. Even though my husband was an asshole. Albert yanked his hand away and told her to leave. An inconsequential victory, but still a victory.“I didn't mean to upset you, I promise,” Albert turned to me as soon as Diana left.“At this point your promises mean nothing to
Brielle's POVMy heart sank into my belly and my hand started to shake. I was amazed and at the same time angry.I reached out for my phone which was lying deep in my handbag and dialed Albert's digits at once. His phone rang but he refused to pick his phone.Is he trying to ignore me now? This has to be some kind of sick joke.I dialed his number for the second time while making up my mind on what to do next if he refuses to take his call.I doubt if the call barely rang when I heard his voice coming from the other side of the phone and as I had expected it started off with an apology. I kept quiet to hear it all from him before pouring out my heart.“This wasn't the way I wanted things to be, Brielle, but right now, things are beyond my control and I just have to do what's best for us. All I need you to do is to trust me. That's all I'm asking of you”I let out a soft chuckle at how stupid he must have perceived me to be.“I'm sorry Albert, but you've got the wrong girl on this. Th
Brielle POV The sound of the rain drumming against the window matched the turmoil raging in my chest. My thoughts were a tangled mess as I sat on the edge of the bed in my best friend Sandra’s guest room. I stared at the phone in my hand, the call history mocking me, Albert’s name, his number, his voice all replaying in my head.I tossed the phone aside and hugged myself, feeling the sting of betrayal. How could someone you trusted with your entire being turn around and twist the knife? Diana's smug voice echoed in my mind, and I clenched my fists. My marriage had turned into a bad cliché, a husband caught between his wife and his baby mama. And somehow, I was supposed to be the one to compromise?Sandra walked in with a tray of tea and biscuits, her face lined with concern. “You look like you’re ready to set something on fire,” she said, sitting beside me.I scoffed, brushing my hair away from my face. “Something, or someone.”Sandra handed me a cup, her brow furrowing. “What’s the
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him
Emily’s POVI looked at Nicholas’s message again and again under the table.“We need to talk. Urgent. Don’t let anyone see this.”My hands started to sweat. My heart was racing faster than it should. I couldn’t sit here any longer.“John,” I said softly, interrupting him in the middle of a sentence. “I’m really sorry, but something urgent just came up. I have to go.”His smile dropped. “Now? But we just…”“I know, I know,” I said, standing quickly. “It’s really important. I’ll explain later, I promise.”I grabbed my purse and walked out before he could ask more questions. I didn’t even wait for the waiter to bring the bill. I texted John a quick sorry as I rushed to get a cab.The whole ride to Nicholas’s new place, I couldn’t sit still. What was so urgent? Was something wrong? Or… was it about us?By the time I reached, my heart was thumping like crazy.Nicholas opened the door before I could even knock. His eyes softened the moment he saw me.“You came,” he said.“Of course I came.
Rebecca’s POVAs I sat by Brielle’s bedside, pretending to check on her, I could barely keep my thoughts in one place. I smiled at her, asked how she was feeling, nodded as she thanked me for the flowers, but none of that mattered to me. I wasn’t here for her. I was here to watch. To observe. To plan.When I finally left the hospital room, I headed straight for my car, slamming the door shut harder than I meant to. My blood was boiling.Emily.She thinks I don’t know. She thinks she’s clever. But I saw the way her hands shook when I asked why she was here. She wasn’t just checking on Brielle. Something else was going on.And I had a very strong feeling it had to do with him.Nicholas.That useless boy, Diana’s cousin. I never liked the way he looked at Emily. Too familiar. Too comfortable. And now, even after all my warnings, Emily was still sneaking around with him behind my back.I started the engine but didn’t drive off.No. This had gone too far.I couldn’t allow Emily to ruin eve
Rebecca’s POVI sat quietly in my room, sipping my tea and pretending to be calm. But my mind was burning with questions. I picked up my phone and dialed Albert’s number. I needed to pretend. I needed to act like a loving mother, concerned about my son’s wife. “Hello, Albert,” I said sweetly when he picked up.“Hi, Mom,” he replied. His voice sounded tired and low.“I just wanted to check on Brielle,” I said, making my voice soft and worried. “She didn’t look too well when I left your house. I’ve been thinking about her all evening.”Albert sighed on the other end. “Actually… we had to rush her to the hospital shortly after you left.”I sat up straight, my eyes narrowing. “What? What happened?”“She collapsed,” Albert explained. “But don’t worry. She’s getting better now. The doctors are taking good care of her.”I held my breath, then said carefully, “And the baby? Is the baby okay?”He paused for a second, then answered, “Yes. Both Brielle and the baby are fine. The doctors were a
Brielle’s POVI sat on the couch, holding my breath as the door closed softly behind Albert’s mother. The scent of the soup she made still lingered in the room, but I couldn’t touch it. My stomach twisted, not from hunger, but from confusion.She smiled at me. She hugged me. She even called me daughter.Was this real? Or just another trick?I kept staring at the soup, still unsure of everything, when Albert walked down the stairs. He looked calm, relieved even.“She really changed, Brielle,” Albert said, sitting beside me. “Did you see her? I’ve never seen her like that before. I think… Having a grandchild has always been her biggest wish. That’s why she was always so cold. Now that she believes you’re pregnant, she has finally let go.”I turned my head slowly, looking into his eyes. “Albert… What do we do now? You and I both know I’m not pregnant. How long can we pretend? What if she finds out the truth?”Albert became quiet. His eyes didn’t move from mine. Then he gently held my han
Rebecca’s POVI sat alone in my bedroom, sipping my tea slowly while staring out the window. The moonlight poured in through the curtains, but I felt nothing but rage deep inside me. That girl… that low-class nobody… Brielle. How dare she walk into my son’s life and ruin everything I had planned for years?I set my cup down gently and sighed. “I will have to arrange Emily’s marriage as soon as possible,” I whispered to myself. “It’s time to clean this house, clean this bloodline.”I stood and walked slowly to my dresser, opening a drawer filled with old letters and photos, memories of a time when I was the one in control. When nobody dared question me.“But first,” I said coldly, “I need to play nice. I need to pretend to be sweet and understanding to that bitch, Brielle.”I smirked. “Yes… I’ll smile to her face, talk gently, maybe even rub her belly and ask about the baby, but behind her back, I’ll be planning. She won’t even know what hit her. That baby will never be born. She doesn
Diana’s POVAs soon as I got home, I slammed the door behind me.Nicholas was sitting on the couch in the living room. The moment he saw me, he smiled casually and said, “Hi Diana, you’re back already?”I didn’t say a word. I didn’t even look at him. My heart was burning with rage. I couldn’t believe what just happened at Albert’s mother’s place. I walked straight to my room and locked the door behind me.I threw my bag onto the bed and let out a loud scream. Everything inside me boiled with anger. My hands started shaking, and before I knew it, I was scattering everything on my dressing table, perfume bottles, frames, my mirror, makeup kits, everything flew to the floor and shattered.Glass broke, things crashed loudly, and I didn’t stop.How dare he.How dare Brielle.Nicholas started knocking on my door hard. “Diana! What’s going on in there?! What’s wrong with you?!”“Leave me alone!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Just go away from the door!”I heard him sigh, but he stayed