part?"As the words of the vow hung in the air, Sarah felt her heart skip a beat. It was like everything had stopped, and it was just her and the president in the world. She looked into his eyes, and she saw a reflection of herself. Surprisingly, there was no fear, no doubt, even though today was her first time meeting him.She opened her mouth to speak, without any regret at all. She had made up her mind to marry him and have that invincible power — and there's no going back on it."I do..." She uttered repulsively, the words clear and firm. She meant them with all of her heart, and she felt a sense of peace wash over her as she spoke them. She knew this was the right decision, no matter what anyone else might say.She looked at the president, and he smiled at her. There was a warmth in his eyes that she hadn't seen before. It was as if he knew her, understood her, and accepted her just as she was. It felt as though it was a moment of perfect connection, and she knew that she had mad
Sarah, a name now acknowledged and recognized in the journal of the nation's political context, stood as the center of an exceptional sight, surrounded by glaring lights, loud and noisy voices, and examining eyes from the press, reflecting a model of the public.Amidst the lights and noisy surroundings, the press that managed to get close to her probed her with questions, their eyes gleaming with excitement. She was their new prey — the fact that she was the first Lady made things more interesting for them.For the first time since her marriage with the president, she had only stepped out for a moment to look around and probably get used to her new environment but things did not turn out as she thought would be.As though the press was keeping a close watch on her and monitoring her movement — maybe someone had tipped them off her whereabouts, they hovered around her like flies, trapping her down in the same spot.Microphones and other instruments used by the press were pointed in her
As she sat, deep in thought, a sudden buzz broke her concentration. A notification appeared on her phone, with a message from her former fiancé, David."Why is he sending me a message out of the blue?" She muttered within herself as she unlocked her phone to read the message, feeling a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. She read the message, and her breath caught in her throat.Sarah stared at the message sent to her, her curiosity suddenly turned into a mixture of anger and sadness. It reads, 'I can't believe you are such a gold digger, Sarah! This was your plan all along? To ditch me, leave me in disgrace at the altar, and go after the president because he's loaded, isn't he?'Sarah gritted her teeth in fury as she read the message further. 'You are such a cheap slut, but I promise you, Sarah, that I won't go down without a fight! Be on your best guard because tonight, I'm giving you the biggest surprise of your life...!'David's words cut through her like a knife, the fact that he g
David had returned home from his usual night out since he barely stays home, and was surprised to see a female's shoes at his door post. "Did she not leave?" He muttered under his breath, slightly pissed out.He walked in and met Laura, half—dressed, sitting comfortably on the couch, her gaze on the big screen in his sitting room. She might have not noticed his presence or maybe decided to ignore him, whichever it was, David did not care."Why are you still here?" He blurted out repulsively, walking closer towards her. "The last time I remembered, I asked you to leave before dawn. So, what changed?""Hey, David, you're back..." Laura replied instead, ignoring his rants, a bright smile on her face as she stood up and walked up to him. She had wanted to give him a hug but he shunned her, bruising her ego. "Something wrong?""Why are you still here?" He repeated, his voice void and cold. "I hate it when people don't know when to stop and not cross the line, I clearly told you I don't wan
Sarah dressed up, putting on pants and hoods — to cover her face. She hastily slipped her phone into her pants pocket, and turned to leave, but the nanny quickly stood at the door."I need to go..." She told the nanny simply, gesturing towards the door. "Make way, Lora.""You can't leave, ma'am..." The nanny countered, shaking her head negatively. "If the president finds out you left the villa again, he'll flip — and my job is at stake here, ma'am.""If you're worried about losing your job, I won't let it." Sarah told her hurriedly. "I need to go, you can see that my reputation is at stake. Everything I've worked for is about to be taken away from me and David won't stop at nothing than to ruin me!""The president will take care of it, I know he'll." The nanny whose name turns out to be Lora cajoled, her eyes pleading. "You can't stand the president knowing you left without his permission.""How long should I wait before he takes action? Time is ticking, every seconds matter dearly."
I'm not your puppet. I have my own life to live, my own choices to make, my own..." Sarah trailed off, suddenly aware of the dangerous path she was walking down."My own what?!" The President demanded, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. Sarah could swore she saw him raising his right hand on her, this made her shudder as she closed, fear evident on her face."What are you doing...?" Sarah heard his husky voice few seconds later. "What's with your reaction? Why do you suddenly look so scared?""What...?" She blurted out, snapping her eyes open almost immediately. She was confused seeing his brows creased and his hands by his sides. Did he not raised his hand a moment ago — to hit her? Was she imagining things? "Wasn't your hand...""What happened to my hand?" He inquired as he examined his hands, confused at her sudden change of reaction."Did you not raise your hand a moment ago?" She asked, earning a questioning look from him. "Uh, to hit me... No?"Seth almost choked on his ow
Oh, you still have the phone with you..." Those were the first words she muttered immediately the receiver picked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Here, I was worried, I thought you lost the phone on the online show earlier."David was in no mood for her banter, his face crumpled down in a tight frown. "Cut it out, Sarah..." He called out lazily, scratching his nose bridge. "I'm in the middle of something importance, why have you called?"Sarah scoffed. She was irritated but she had no time to be angry — not when she's still helpless against him. "I wasn't going to do this, David..." She began on a calm note, after taking in a deep breath. "...but you know why I called!""Why would a married woman call her ex this late at night?" David uttered, mockery evident in his tone. "Are you planning on getting back with me? Is your husband not making you happy like I used to? Wouldn't he get mad if he find out you call?""Cut it out, David..." Sarah was almost yelling, knowing David is enjoy
Sarah scoffed at the mention of 'his first lady', she's more like a nanny to his baby. "First Lady, my foot. As if..." She thought, and almost rolled her eyes at him.But that aside, she realized the press conference could be her chance to clear her name and put an end to David's slander once and for all. But she wasn't sure if he mean what he had just said, and this could be a trap."Didn't you said you don't want me appearing in public again?" She asked him, her left brow raised. "What changed? Is your post being threatened — because you married an infidel woman?"The president smiled, but Sarah doubt it was a real one; it seems more like that of mockery to her. "I'm sure you'll do great, First lady. You're a natural in front of the cameras." He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You've done this before, and you enjoyed it. A second time won't hurt!""Oh, really?" She mouthed slowly, short of words."But... I have to be honest. I'm also doing this for myself. The public already
disgrace.Then who could it?He had wanted to suspect Seth but shut the thoughts out, he wouldn't have this and still watch his supposed wife's public humiliation without standing up for her.His fuzzy thought was interrupted by his phone — it was ringing. David wanted to avoid the call but seeing it's Laura, he reluctantly picked it up."Have seen the news already..." He muttered immediately not giving the latter the chance to say something. "You didn't do this, did you?""Are you crazy?" Laura countered from the other end. "Why would I jeopardize my reputation just to drag you down? We are in thus mess together, remember?"David wasn't convinced. "You must have nothing to lose to have this uploaded online." He said gruffly. "This might have been your place from the start.""Who cares whose plan it is?" Laura spouted, her voice in despair still. "What's more important is how to deal with what's on hand. And there's also a rumor that Sarah will sue you for defamation.""What...?" Davi
Sarah took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on Seth. "I’m sorry for keeping the kids from you." She said, her voice low and steady. "I was scared, and I didn’t want you to know. So, I couldn't bring myself to letting you know."Seth’s expression was unreadable, as he processed her words. "Why?" He finally asked, his voice barely a whisper. "Why would you do that?""I..." Sarah trailed off, not knowing what else to say. "I'm sorry, Seth." She could only offer an apology."I’m sorry too." Seth said, his voice matching her somber tone. "I should have been more understanding, more patient with you." He reached for her hand, his fingers gently entwining with hers. "We both made mistakes. But I don’t want to keep making them."Sarah looked down at their joined hands, a small smile playing on her lips. "What do we do now?" She asked, her voice soft. "Where do we go from here? Home?"The word “home” hung between them, a suggestion and a question wrapped into one. Seth’s eyes met hers, his face e
The word “home” hung heavily in the air, punctuated by the sharp intake of breath from Sarah. She looked at Seth, her expression a mix of anger and confusion. Her voice came out low and measured, laced with a hint of defiance."I don’t have a home with you anymore." She wrapped her arms protectively around the baby in her embrace. "And you are not leaving with my children."Seth’s eyes narrowed, a slight twitch in his jaw betraying the depth of his anger. "And who said your decision and opinion matters here?" He said with a scoff, despite his anger. "I make the decision, Sarah, and you abide to it.""No...! I'm going nowhere with you!" Sarah’s words rang out with a ferocity. It was a line drawn in the sand, a declaration of her independence.Seth’s laughter was quick, almost cutting her off, but it was a brittle sound that concealed a seething rage. "You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not." He stepped forward, towering over her.Lucian watched as Sarah took a step backward,
The piercing sound of that familiar voice reverberated through the room, casting a chill over Sarah and sending a jolt of electricity through her veins. Slowly, she turned to face the source of that voice, her heart pounding against her ribs like a wild drumbeat.There he stood, Seth, his presence filling the room with an intensity. A mix of emotions played across his features — anger, sorrow, regret — but there was no mistaking the steel in his eyes as he locked his gaze onto Sarah.He stepped forward, the air practically crackling with tension between them. "Where have you been hiding?" He countered, stopping a few feet away from her. "Why didn't you let me find you?"Sarah had no words left in her to tell him, what was she to say? She could only stare at him, her eyes on him as if she was trying to communicate with her eyes instead. "I..."Seth was impatient, but he was able to hold him from grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room. "Say something, Sarah..." Despite the mi
A YEAR LATER*The plane descended gracefully through the clouds, its wings slicing through the air with an accuracy. As it neared the airport, the control tower flashed its lights in a welcoming signal.The plane glided over the runway, its wheels slowly touching down on the tarmac. The landing was smooth and effortless, as if the plane were being cradled by the runway itself. The passengers let out a collective sigh of relief as the plane came to a gentle stop. Through the windows, they could see the airport terminal, bustling with activity and life.A woman stepped down from the plane, a twin carrier strapped around her torso carrying two five months old babies. Despite her weariness, her eyes shone with happiness and anticipation as she scanned the lively airport. The babies were wide eyed and mesmerized by their new surroundings, taking in the unfamiliar sights and sounds.The babies chuckled softly, as if they were delighted by the scene. The woman smiled tenderly at them, her he
Laura’s jaw dropped open, shock coursing through her veins. "You’re willing to sell your soul to the President for some money or prestige?" She exclaimed, her voice laced with disgust. "I don’t care what I ruined for you, David. You can’t keep doing this to people. You can’t keep hurting people just to get what you want."David’s eyes flashed with rage. “I do what I have to, Laura. And you better don't try to lecture me when we've been in these since its beginning." He muttered, scowling at."But I never meant things to go this far, you're taking in more than you can contain, David." She uttered repulsively. "Just stop here...!"David wasn't ready to listen. "Look here, Laura, I'm tired of you being around me, your presence sucks." He uttered, scowling at her. "Whatever shit that's between us, let's end it here.""You're sick, David, if you think you can just call our fling off whenever you want?" Laura snickered. "I'm sorry, but you can't. I started this — and I should end it too.""
A deafening silence had stifled the air in the presidential office as Seth's eyes were fixed on the documents in front of him, his brow furrowed in concentration.He had been poring over these files for hours, trying to make sense of the mixed up web of information before him. The clock on the wall ticked softly, signaling another minute had passed by, but Seth barely registered the sound.On the other side of the office was Lila, going through the iPad with her in silence — and just like Seth, her attention was fixated on the screen.Suddenly, Lila's outburst cut through the silence of the office like a knife through butter. "What...?" She sprung to her feet, her chair sliding backward with the momentum.Seth's head snapped up, startled by the sudden noise. "What is it now, Lila?" He solicited, his brows creased roughly. "You can see I'm putting in all my concentration here."Lila bowed her head slightly in apology. "I'm sorry to interrupt you, Mr. President..." She uttered as she mo
Seth sat behind his desk, his hands clenched into tight fists. He had summoned David to his study and now, the two men faced each other, the air thick with tension."So, Mr. Citizen..." Seth began, his voice tight with emotion. "It seems that there is a problem. A problem that you may know something about."David's face remained impassive, but a slight tremor betrayed his nervousness. "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. President. How can I help you?"Seth's eyes narrowed as he threw few pictures before David, his sharp gaze on him. "Can you explain this?" He asked, leaving no room for friendliness.Davis's brows creased as he stared at pictures, unable to comprehend what Seth was driving at. It was a picture of footprints Lila had taken when she went to Sarah's old house.David slowly diverted his gaze from the pictures to Seth. "Why are you showing me these?" He muttered in questioning, his brows still creased. "What am I supposed to do with these footprints?"Seth's expres
Lila's concern deepened, and she searched Tristan's face for signs of distress. "Tristan, sweetheart," she said, taking his small hands in hers, "is something wrong? Did you fall? Are you hurt?"Tristan looked up at her, his blue eyes piercingly earnest. "No, I'm not hurt, or maybe I am." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just...I don't understand. Why did Aunt Sarah leave us?"Lila swallowed hard as she felt her caught in her throat, her heart aching for the boy's loss. "Oh, Tristan...""Did she hates us now?" He muttered, the look in his eyes gloomy. "I'm sure she left because she thought we don't want her."Lila's eyes softened as she pulled Tristan closer, enveloping him in a warm hug. She could feel his small body trembling against hers, and she stroked his hair gently, trying to offer some comfort."I know you miss Aunt Sarah, Trist. It's hard when people we love have to go away. But I promise you, it's not because she doesn't love you." Lila countered, her voice caj