how far will she go to reclaim her life? Even the devil was once an angel, and sometimes salvation comes from the darkest places. A haunting journey of loss, resilience, and the ultimate price of redemption.
Lihat lebih banyak“sometimes love means letting go—not because you want to, but because holding on would destroy you both." Unknown Chapter 57By noon, the story was everywhere. Everyone was talking about the vandalization of the young doctor’s hospital and the destruction of the legacy of the older Dr. Waverson. Sitting in the dining room having my lunch, I listened as the domestic staff talked about it, and it took everything in me not to yell out in anger and frustration. How could one family, one man, hold an entire city to ransom? But I couldn’t react, more for Jacobi’s benefit than my own. I was all cried out from the morning anyway. My heart and spirit were broken.And so I just sat there, like a statue, as they talked.“Zeynep, you’re not eating your food,” madam remarked, taking a seat next to me at the table.I looked at her, surprised.Madam Maria has vowed never to sit at the table, after what happened the last time, not even when she was
chapter 56"And when My servants ask you concerning Me, indeed I am near. I respond to the call of the supplicant when he calls upon Me." — Surah Al-Baqarah (2:186)I sat up in bed all night, frantically dialing his number, but to no avail. As soon as dawn broke, I wore my shoes and started making my way to the back gate, determined to jump the fence if I had to. Nothing and nobody was going to keep me from finding Jacobi, from seeing with my own two eyes that he was fine.As I approached the gate, the little phone finally rang. I almost fainted from relief when I saw Your Love flash on the screen.“Jacobi? What happened? I’ve been calling you all night!” I shrieked.“My angel, I’m really sorry,” he apologized. “You won’t believe what happened. I got back from Atlanta to find that some hoodlums had completely trashed the hospital.”I stopped dead in my tracks. “Trashed?”“Dear, the place is a mess,” he continued. “They destroyed everything; furniture, equipme
The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving." — Elizabeth GilbertChapter 55I woke up the following day with more purpose than I’d had in all the years I’d been in Boston. I was finally leaving. I wasn’t running away blindly to Mississippi, or leaving for a life of uncertainty in india. The man of my dreams, the true love of my life, was taking me far, far away from all my troubles, to start a whole new life. I still had no idea what he planned to do with the life he had started for himself in Boston, most especially as it concerned his father’s hospital, but I was confident that whatever he was planning was the very best option there could be for us. And that gave me all the confidence I needed.Speaking with him early that morning, we decided it would be best for me to use the desolate back gate as my escape route that night, especially as I was now confined to the compound.
He swore to save me, arms stretched wide,But shadows called, and love must hide.If night should claim me, don’t forget—I loved you once. I still love you yet. unknown Chapter 54As he walked past me, it was a struggle to maintain my composure. I knew that the clock had already started ticking for Jacobi and me.Ibrahim might have bought my excuse, but he was going to keep a keen eye on us.Whatever Jacobi was planning had to happen very, very quickly.Getting back to my bedroom, all memories of the encounter with Ibrahim were discarded as I lay on my bed, listening to Whitney Houston on my new phone. I shut my eyes, a content smile on my lips, happy that not only had my love not forgotten me, but everything was also still on course for my escape.I sang out loud, not caring who heard me, elated that my life—my miserable life—had finally become a love story, the kind I had read about and longed for, the kind I never thought I would ev
"The heart’s greatest rebellion is loving in captivity—but every act of defiance has its price." Unknown Chapter 53 I remained in the dining room as madam maria i went to let him in, my ears straining to catch their conversation. My heart pounded with nervous excitement. It didn’t even matter that, dressed in one of my older native dresses, I wasn’t looking my best. Jacobi had seen me at my worst and had fallen in love with me anyway. I was too ecstatic—not just about seeing him again, but about being one step closer to escaping this place. “It’s Doctor Jacobi,” madam maria announced, returning. “He said he has an appointment with the minister. Please, go and sit with him while I call your husband. Knowing how long it takes the minister to get ready these days, he might have to wait a while.” I nodded, trying to act composed, even though my insides churned with anticipation. Rising to my feet, I walked to the living room with measured grace. “Good morning, Doctor.” Jacob
Whatever is meant for you will reach you even if it is beneath two mountains, and whatever is not meant for you will not reach you even if it is between your two lips.” — Imam Al-GhazaliChapter 52Wordlessly, I started walking back to the house. I felt the sympathetic looks from the chief security and his men, and upon reaching the house, the rest of the domestic staff.But none of them was brave enough to approach me, not even Madam Maria.I walked wordlessly up the stairs and to my room, my resolve to leave growing with every step.Even as a corpse, I was going to find a way out of the ranch if it was the very last thing I did.I lay in bed as day eventually turned to night, falling into a deep depression, wondering how to get myself out of the mess life had made for me. Ya Allah, grant me an escape, I whispered into the darkness. But just as I was sinking to the bottom of the abyss, I remembered Jacobi’s promise to me."Nobody is going to
"The worst prison is not made of walls, but of fear and silence." Unknown Chapter 51Walking behind Helen, my legs were like lead. As we approached Jacobi’s office, the sound of the minister’s gruff voice and hearty laughter made goosebumps break all over my skin. This was no nightmare but stark reality. The minister was indeed back.“Ah, there she is!” he exclaimed, as I walked into the office. “See how fresh and healthy you look. I was expecting to see an invalid.”“She’s had a good time recuperating,” Jacobi answered, his voice even. “She was in very bad shape when she was brought here.”I threw an alarmed look at him, wondering why he was going into that level of detail with the minister, especially as it would lead to questions about why I had been so badly beaten in the first place.“Leave that nonsense. We all know that it is laziness that has made her stay here this long,” the minister retorted. “Almost two months in hospital,
"The right person, the wrong time, the right script, the wrong line. The right poem, the wrong rhyme. And a piece of you that was never mine.” Unknown chapter 50I had drifted off to sleep when I felt a light tap on my arm. I opened my eyes, and there he was, the man Has been making my heart beat non-stop, impeccably dressed in a white Oxford shirt and black dress pants. I glanced at the wall clock and saw that it was almost midnight, way too late for him to look as perfect as he did.“Come with me,” he said, stretching out his arm, a smile on his face.I sat up, confused, wondering what he was up to. Taking his arm, I got out of bed and allowed him to lead me out of the room and down the corridor, thankful I was clothed in one of my better nightgowns. Once out of the building, he opened the gate that led to the old doctors’ quarters his father had called home in the latter years of his life after his beloved wife had died, a
"Do what you feel in your heart to be right—for you’ll be criticized anyway." — Eleanor RooseveltChapter 49How could I explain the deep and intense fear the minister elicited from anyone who came near him? How could I explain the fear I had of the minister doing to my family what he had done to Jason’s? How could I explain believing that enduring it was much easier than running away from it?Jacobi shut his eyes and rubbed his temples vigorously, clearly agitated. “I have to go,” he finally said, rising to his feet. “Call me if you need anything.”And with that, he left the room.I stared at the shut door, crestfallen. Even though I knew he was only doors away in his office, his unceremonious departure signalled to me his repulsion by my story, confirmation that I was indeed damaged. And even though it was a realisation I had lived with for years, this time it hurt. It truly hurt.The next day, after weeks of trying, madam maria was finally given access to me.“
“How do we tell the sea that we are drowning on land” Unknown No. Please,no. No. Please,no I chanted slowly, in my head. “Ummi? (Mother)” Orion called in a shaky voice slightly shaking her. “Call the ambulance” orion yelled getting off the bed. “Hey, wake up woman!” My father called out lazily looking at her with disgust. In my head I wanted to go and help her. In reality I was frozen by fear. No no no no no He killed her. He killed her. I am next. “Get her to the car, let's take her to the hospital” damien yelled, taking the car keys, I didn't know when my feet moved on their own to the car. Nobody seemed to notice I was there because of the chaos happening around. damien drove like a madman to the hospital, Orion held her like his life was hanging on her but why? They watched him torture her every day They watched him kill her. Now why are they acting like they care about her now? We finally arrived at the hospital and stopped at the emergency. “Get me the doc...
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