Martins sat in his car, the weight of what had just happened with Carina heavy on his mind. He rested his head against the steering wheel, replaying the moment their lips had met over and over again in his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling of shock and confusion that had washed over him in the aftermath.How had he let himself kiss her like that? It was reckless, impulsive, and completely out of character for him. He knew he had crossed a line, and now he had no idea how to face her, especially with her departure for the airport looming ahead.Just as Martins was lost in his thoughts, his phone rang, jolting him back to reality. It was Luke, his nephew, calling him. Martins hesitated, unsure if he wanted to answer, but eventually he relented and picked up the call."Hey," Luke's voice came through the line, cheerful and upbeat as always.Martins could feel the tension building in his chest as he responded, his voice clipped and distant. "What do you want, Luke?"Luke didn't seem to
Luke pulled into the driveway of their house, Claire rushed out to greet him, her eyes widening in shock as she took in the bruises covering his face. "Luke, what happened to you?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with concern.Luke winced as he climbed out of the car, his movements stiff with pain. "It's nothing," he muttered, trying to brush off her worry. "Just a little altercation with Martins."Claire's brow furrowed in confusion. "Martins? I thought you were meeting him for a beer," she said, her tone puzzled.Luke nodded grimly, his jaw tightening with resentment. "We were," he confirmed. "But things didn't exactly go as planned."Nelly, who had been trailing behind Luke, stepped forward, her expression curious. "What happened between you and Martins?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.Luke shot her a sharp look, his eyes flashing with irritation. "It's none of your business," he snapped, his tone brusque.Nelly recoiled slightly, taken aback by Luke's harsh response. Sh
Finally it was here,The day that I was going to be leaving the country for London. My gaze was fixed outside my window watching the house workers move my stuffs to the car,I was leaving few hours from now. I closed my eyes and I flashed back to my days at Luke's house,It was a bitter Sweet feeling because finally I was going to be out of sight that's even more preferable now that they thought I was dead. But my daughter, Leah. I wouldn't be able to see her for a long time and it made my heart ache,I couldn't even see her before leaving. I heard the screeching sound of my door opening and I immediately fixed my face but my eyes sold me out. " Ohh my darling.. . Why are you crying?" Madam Katie walked to where I was and I threw myself in her arms, Letting the tears flow, She was the reason I came this far, She was the reason I found a reason not to take my own life, Her impact in my life was something even my mother couldn't do. " I just want to say Thank you! You have always been a
As I gathered my belongings, a sense of unease crept over me, and I couldn't help but scan the surroundings, half-expecting Martins to appear out of nowhere. But he was nowhere in sight, leaving me with a gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach. Madam Katie observed me quietly, her eyes filled with concern and curiosity."Are you alright, Carina?" she asked, breaking the silence that hung heavy between us.I hesitated before responding, unsure of how to articulate the turmoil swirling within me. "I'm fine," I replied softly, although the weight of my words betrayed my true feelings.Madam Katie regarded me with understanding, her expression gentle. "You know, you can talk to me if something's troubling you," she offered kindly. "I'm here to listen."I managed a weak smile, touched by her compassion. "It's just... Martins," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can't seem to figure him out."Madam Katie nodded sympathetically, her gaze filled with empathy. "He's a complex
Martins blinked groggily as he reached for his alarm clock, only to find that he had overslept. Skipping his morning routine, he hastily threw on a t-shirt and grabbed his car keys. Without a moment's hesitation, he dashed out the door and into his car, speeding towards Madam Katie's house.Arriving at the familiar residence, Martins wasted no time. He approached the security guard, his voice urgent as he inquired about Carina's whereabouts. The guard, caught off guard by Martins' frantic demeanor, stammered that he hadn't been on duty and therefore couldn't provide any information. “ Have Carina left ?” Martins asked panting for breath . “ I have no idea, I just resumed duty “ Madam Katie was jogging when she saw martins . “ Martins ! “ She called out . Ignoring Madam Katie's calls for his attention, Martins dashed inside the house, his heart pounding in his chest. Racing to Carina's room, he was met with an empty space. Panic surged through him as he scanned the room, his eyes
Martins rushed to the airport, his heart pounding with anxiety as he approached the boarding table. He quickly inquired about the flight scheduled for 8 am, hoping against hope that he hadn't missed it. However, the receptionist delivered the disappointing news that the flight had departed just a few minutes ago.Frustration boiled within Martins, and he clenched his fists in annoyance. He had missed his chance to see Carina off, and the realization weighed heavily on him. Sending her a text message wishing her a safe flight was the least he could do, but it did little to ease the disappointment gnawing at him.With a heavy heart, Martins retreated to the hallway of the airport, sinking into a nearby chair with a weary sigh. The thought of not seeing Carina for another three years left him feeling despondent, but he knew there was nothing he could do about it now.Eventually, Martins gathered himself and drove back to Madam Katie's house. She was waiting for him outside, her expressio
Martins came home after a long time at his office working late, He opened his phone to see if Carina had responded to his message but still there was nothing yet, he had no idea why she hasn’t reached out yet but he hoped it was because she was still adjusting to her new environment. Martins decided to occupy himself with the news , he missed the news broadcast but he had set it on replay . “ A plane crash “ Martins leaned forward and increased the volume of the television. The anchor gave the details of the news and Martins eyes widened , it was the flight that Carina boarded. “ The crash resulted in the loss of several lives, including that of Freddie Mac, Anthony Lion, Carina Westwood and some few others yet to be identified “ the anchor continued, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "Details of the accident are still emerging, but it is believed that some passengers, Maddie Thompson and Oliver Jackson, survived."Martins stood up but his legs failed him , he fell back to
Evans and Rosa sat in the waiting area of the hospital, their expressions heavy with concern as they discussed the tragic news of Carina's death and its impact on Madam Katie."I can't believe it," Rosa whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Carina was like family to Madam Katie."Evans nodded solemnly, his brow furrowed with worry. "I know. This is going to hit her hard."They fell into a somber silence, both lost in their own thoughts about the devastating loss. The hospital corridor seemed unusually quiet, as if echoing their sadness.After a moment, Evans spoke up, breaking the silence. "What about Martins? Have you heard from him?"Rosa shook her head, her gaze dropping to her hands in her lap. "No, not yet. I've been trying to reach him, but there's been no response."Evans frowned, his concern deepening. "I hope he's okay. Losing someone like Carina... It's unimaginable."Rosa nodded in agreement, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know. And with Madam Katie collapsing l
Dear Diary It’s been three years since everything changed. Sometimes I still marvel at how quickly life can transform from chaos to calm, from pain to peace. I’m sitting in my room now, surrounded by the comforting hum of everyday life, and I feel compelled to capture this moment, to reflect on how far we’ve come, Everyday I wonder if it's a dream but I don't think I want to ever wake up from this dream,I am finally happy, Over the years things have changed but let me take you on the ride. Martins and I are happily married,Ohh and our wedding was the talk of the town, Every day with him feels like a blessing. We have twins now, A beautiful girl and a boy, Their laughter fills our home, and watching them grow has been one of the greatest joys of my life, Leah won't stop thanking us for giving her siblings, She has settled into junior high school remarkably well. She’s blossomed into a bright, confident young woman, and I couldn’t be prouder, The stigma that her father was a murder
I felt a surge of excitement that I couldn’t contain. I wanted to share the incredible news about our engagement with the people who had supported me throughout this journey. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and dialed Madam Katie’s number.“Hello?” Madam Katie’s warm voice greeted me.“Madam Katie! It’s Carina,” I said, barely able to keep the excitement out of my voice. “I have some wonderful news to share with you!”“Oh, Carina! What’s going on?” she asked, her tone immediately brightening.“I’m engaged!” I blurted out. “Martins proposed to me tonight here in Jeju, and I said yes!”There was a brief pause before Madam Katie’s delighted gasp came through the line. “Oh, Carina, that’s wonderful! Congratulations! I’m so happy for you both.”“Thank you! I wish you could have been here to celebrate with us,” I said, my voice filled with happiness. “We had a perfect evening. The setting was beautiful, and the proposal was just as magical as I’d hoped it would be.”“I’m sure it
Martins and I had spent a perfect week exploring the island, soaking in its natural beauty, and trying out new experiences. Today was our last day, and I couldn’t believe how quickly the time had flown by. I’d been recording every moment for a special video, capturing the highlights of our trip.After finishing up my latest video segment about our visit to a stunning waterfall, I was excited to see what Martins had planned for our final evening. He had hinted at a surprise, and the anticipation made my heart race.As we walked back to our accommodation, Martins was unusually quiet, his gaze occasionally shifting to me with a secretive smile. I couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store. When we reached our place, he helped me get ready, making sure I looked my best for whatever the evening had in store.A private car soon arrived to take us to a special restaurant Martins had booked. The ride through the picturesque streets of Jeju felt almost surreal, with the soft evening light c
Carina and Martins prepared for their much-anticipated trip to Jeju Island, the air was filled with a mix of excitement and relief. They had dropped Leah off with Mandy, who was more than happy to look after her. Carina had managed to give Leah a quick hug and a few reassuring words before they left. The bittersweet feeling of leaving Leah behind was softened by the knowledge that she was in good hands. Mandy and Leah stood at the airport, waving goodbye as Carina and Martins made their way to the boarding gate.The airport was bustling with activity, but Carina felt a sense of calm wash over her as they approached the gate. She and Martins had been looking forward to this trip for weeks. It was their chance to unwind and escape the chaos that had dominated their lives recently.As they boarded the plane, Carina felt a flutter of anticipation. She and Martins settled into their seats, and Carina glanced around the cabin, noting the comforting familiarity of their private space. The pl
yMartins had sent a message about a special trip we were taking together to Jeju Island. I couldn’t wait to escape, even if just for a little while. As I approached the front door, I could already feel the excitement bubbling up inside me.Martins greeted me with a warm hug as soon as I walked in. His eyes sparkled with genuine happiness, something I hadn’t seen in a long time. “You made it! I was starting to think you might change your mind.”“Never,” I said, smiling up at him. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”We shared a soft kiss, and it was like the world outside ceased to exist. All the trials and tribulations seemed to vanish for that moment, and it was just the two of us. Martins took my hand and led me to the living room where soft music played in the background. He had set up a cozy space for us to unwind. There was a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket, and he poured us each a glass as we settled into a slow dance.The music was soft, almost ethereal, and as we swayed
The gala party incident had become the talk of the town. Social media buzzed with clips of the shocking revelations and the dramatic arrests of Luke, Claire, and Nelly. News outlets dissected every detail, and the public eagerly awaited the legal proceedings. Carina's bravery in exposing her tormentors was widely praised, but now, the focus shifted to the consequences for those who had wronged her.Claire was the first to be investigated. She sat in the interrogation room, her face a mask of defiance. Despite the overwhelming evidence against her, she maintained her silence."Mrs. Grant, we have substantial evidence against you," the lead detective said, his tone firm but not unkind. "Your best option is to cooperate."Claire’s lawyer, a sharp-eyed man in a tailored suit, leaned forward. "Claire, listen to me. The evidence is irrefutable. If you plead guilty and cooperate, we might be able to negotiate a lighter sentence."Claire’s eyes flashed with anger and fear. She looked at her l
I woke up on the morning of the gala with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. Today was the day we would finally expose Luke, Nelly, and Claire for their crimes. But first, I had to make sure Leah was safe. Mandy and I drove to her niece’s house, where Leah would stay for the night. Mandy’s niece was a sweet, responsible young woman who adored Leah, and I felt confident she was in good hands. “Thank you so much for taking care of her,” I said to Mandy’s niece as I hugged Leah goodbye. “Of course, Carina. She’ll be safe with me,” she assured me with a warm smile. Leaving Leah behind, I drove to the event hall where the gala would be held. The place was a hive of activity, with people bustling around, setting up decorations, arranging seating, and checking sound equipment. Everything had to be perfect for tonight. I walked around, ensuring that all the preparations were on track. Satisfied with the progress, I headed back home where my fashion designer was waiting for me.
I sat in Madam Katie’s cozy living room, the weight of anticipation heavy in the air. Mandy, Martins, and Madam Katie were with me, all of us gathered to watch the video that Miguel had sent. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the screen in front of us. My heart pounded in my chest as I pressed play, and the recording started.Miguel's face appeared on the screen, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and determination. He began to speak, detailing his involvement in Luke’s dirty dealings, Nelly’s scheming, and Claire’s cold-blooded actions. As the video played, the room grew eerily silent, each of us hanging on every word.When the video ended, I looked around at the others. Mandy’s face was pale, her eyes wide with shock. Martins sat with his head in his hands, and Madam Katie had a look of grim determination.Martins was the first to break the silence. “I can’t believe it. My own sister... she killed her husband.” He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. “She acted so de
Carlos felt a strange mix of satisfaction as he walked into the headquarters of the Mexico police. After days of meticulous planning and gathering evidence, he was finally ready to bring Miguel down. The evidence he had collected was damning, enough to put Miguel away for life and bring justice for all his victims. Carlos handed over a thick file to the lead investigator, a stern-faced woman named Inspector Rodriguez."We've been looking for Miguel for a long time," Inspector Rodriguez said, flipping through the documents. "This is exactly what we needed."Carlos nodded. "I'm ready to play my part. I have been undercover as Miguel's right-hand man for some time now. I can lead him right into your trap."Inspector Rodriguez looked at Carlos with a mix of admiration and concern. "You know the risks, Carlos. If Miguel suspects anything, you're a dead man."Carlos's jaw tightened. "I know. But this is the only way to bring him down."The next day, Carlos slipped back into his undercover