It was 7:10 am when Esther decided to open her eyes, not because she had been asleep, but until now she had been struggling to wink. Throughout the night, her mind was wrestling with boundless thoughts. In her opinion, the serenity of the mansion seemed to have withered since the minute she witnessed Richard and Jina at parallels, the latter ready to slay her husband. That the adorable couple could all of a sudden turn against each other seemed a delphic and an incomprehensible matter to her. All she undoubtedly knew was that things wouldn't be the same again henceforth.
In her heart, she evinced that Richard and Jina would patch up their issues as soon as possible because their misunderstandings were bound to affect the kids.
Nevertheless, there was one question that she could hardly expunge from her mind; she had seen her aunt enter Tony's room in the night a
Since Tony's affair with Jina, he feels and talks boisterously with no regard for respect and acts like he is the owner of Richard's mansion-as though sleeping with his boss had given him extra rights. Esther turned and glared at her as he pocketed, walking around wondering his eyes around the room, a twinge of jealousy creeping up his mind. He stood near the cake and shoved his finger into it and then licked it."Hmh, this is incredibly sweet!" He said and then sauntered across to where Esther stood holding the note in her hands and in an annoying manner started," So all this is for you, Esther? And to think that Sir Richard woke up in the wee hours of the morning to organise a birthday party for his maid before his trip is something to ponder," He curled his mouth annoyingly and resumed,"I wouldn't b
Esther bounced off the walls when he saw Richard because she least expected him to be present. She walked speedily to where her cousins stood. They were mesmerised as well. "He came!" Her voice broke with excitement as she spoke. "Yeah, but what I don't understand is whether he cancelled his trip." Said Mercy and the three gazed at him as he twirled Jina in a groove in a breezy way. Jina showed some resistance at first, but with an instinct that she was the spot for everyone's eyes simply gave in even though her anger was boiling which she decided to displace by stepping on his toe. "Sorry," she said with a smirk and Richard made a slight grimace. In fear of acute embarrassment, he didn't bite back, but rather disguised his pain with a light smile and responded, "It'
It was in the middle of the night and everyone was supposedly dead asleep. Then suddenly, the door to Esther's room slung open. A silhouette figure stood steadied in the entrance appearing to be watching her with its protruding bloody eyes that were hidden beneath its mask. Its huge shape was covered in a long dark dress that flared down to its feet and covered its boots that had a tail of a fish in front. The door opened and then slammed again repeatedly, each time making a loud sound as if it was swayed by a gale of wind. Esther quickly snapped out of her sleep frightened,"Who is that?" She asked, her face reddening with fear and sat on the bed. She rubbed her eyes and again opened them widely to see clearly. There wasn't enough light in the room except for the small globe of light that lit dimly upon the ceiling. There was hardly any beam of light from outside, and she was only able to spot
She is now 17years, a precious rare marble, and anonymity to those who don't value the quality of virtuousness; a symbol of beauty twined with good character; a diamond, which for a long time had been covered by dust, but now whose unique sparkle can tempt the oak heart of any radical king: her gracefulness, the pretty baby- face with a pointed nose, the luminous eyes that twinkle like a Sirius, the sharp sizeable curves and her beautiful well-built legs that look like a banana stem, and her long hair are what forms Esther's essence. As she walked down the road heading to the grocery shop situated at the far end of a small trading centre away from the street, her mind swam in the memories of her past; her gross suffering in Jina's mansion, her narrow escape from dying of poison that was planned by Jina but had instead killed her accomplice, Tony, which lead to the di
Simon drove the car amidst the tension, but he was careful not to make another mistake. The less traffic on the road was a big advantage to him and he was sure that if he and his company were lucky, they would reach their destination in a few minutes. More often, he would peer through the rear mirror to look at the stranger, who, because of his carelessness, was treading the thin line between life and death, and each time he peered at her, he would imagine her susceptibility to danger and felt as if her heart would stop beating any minute; that is if at all it was still functioning. Slowly, he turned westward. Suddenly, three jeeps with tinted windows and personalised number plates with the national flags poised near each of the headlights came rattling towards his direction. These were some of
Emilia had been listening to her husband's conversation with the doctor and noticedthat Miguel was upset. She came over and held his hand,"Excuse us, Dr." She said gesturing to him with a flash of a smile, "I would like to talk to my husband." The latter nodded and she took Miguel to the rear corner and started after peeking and making sure that no one was in the earshot,"Honey, what do you intend to do with her now?" She spoke in a whisper."Would I be here If I had an idea? I am confused.""Look here, don't let this whole thing stress you out. What if we pay one of the doctors to eliminate her instead? We can make an excuse. Just agree and leave everything to me, dear."
The doctor was impulsive but was quick to escape her question by interrupting her,"I mean- he looks tired. That's why I suggested it. Forgive me for my clarity, ma'am." Simon knew he had to concede with his partner in order not to leave any trace of suspicion in her mind, and holding her hand with tenderness, he affirmed, "I think he's right, mom, I feel very tired and worn out. I need something to drink.""Ok, dear I will bring it." She strutted out.This was an opportunity for them to hold a discussion freely before she returned. The doctor drew closer and sat beside Simon after a deep sigh."Hey, that was close.""I know, doctor.""You must have fainted earlier. I
Esther's head was heavy and her body frail, but that was not all; her mind was blank. She couldn't make out anything around her nor did she remember anything about her past as though her noddle was scraped off of every detail of what she was or knew before the accident- not even her name.She grimaced trying to raise her head and, Simon, aware that she was still very weak said,"Take it easy- You are still weak.""What happened to me? Where Am I? ah, my head hurts terribly.""Sorry, easy, don't you remember- you had an accident. You've been unconscious for days. I am happy that you are awake now." Esther was confused because her mind hardly had a nodding acquaintance with her past."I don't remember anything."
Their flight was at noon. Esther's crew sat charting in the departure lounge as they waited. Five minutes towards the flight, they had an alert. They had to leave the terminal. It was time to bid goodbyes, which is never an easy thing to do. Simon and Esther broke off and headed on to board the plane. Suddenly a middle-aged lady came running after them shouting and flagging down Esther, "Hey, Esther, wait! I have something important to tell you." She was looking desperate and weak with sunken eyes and a thin body, her hair rumpled. Esther looked behind and saw her and stopped, poking at Simon, " That lady…" "Love, do you recognise her?" Simon asked. Anyone would have thought she was mad gauging her appearance, but Esther decided to talk to her because, how did she get to know her name? There must be some co
Simon was now a desperate man. His luck presided in the hands of destiny. He was glad that at last Queen had regained her memory but on his part, it could have a negative impact, that is; if Queen failed to recollect ever having been part of his life. Richard would certainly accuse him and the mayor's family of keeping her away from her family. Do you know what would happen? He wouldn't spare them but send them to jail and they would rot there. So much the worse is that Simon ought to die of desperation for we all are acutely aware of his terrific love for Esther. He leaned against the wall and observed her sweet tender face incapable of accepting her rejection.Dr Ben stared at his desolate face and was touched. On mature consideration, he walks to him and tries to console him,"Take heart, Simon. Who knows, maybe when she wakes up agai
"Reverand, I need your help…" Simon spoke on the phone for quite a long time and in forty minutes, a light-skinned man dressed in a long white cassock came in and found him alone sitting on the chair conversing with Queen as if he was crazy. He didn't see him come in. The reverend stood behind him and listened to his monologue and was baffled, "What kind of faith is his! Surely the good Lord will not abandon him!" He meditated and tapped on him, "Son!" Simon jolted,"Eh, Reverand Antonio, welcome. Are you ready?" His face frowned."Son, are you sure that you want to do this?""Yes, Queen will love this. She was so happy before her wedding day. I am sure she will be much happier if she wakes up and finds out that she's already married to me. Nothing will ever separate us then."
Marriage eve "Simon!!" The noise was too loud to awaken a lying ghost. He had almost pushed it through his flesh until he saw her desperate face. "Kill me instead." She said coming closer. His hands shook with the knife. "Don't come close, Queen. I don't want to see your tears anymore. At Least save them for the future. Promise you will not lay a wreath on my tomb." Tears spilt down his face like rain. Miguel's legs were numb and he knelt on the floor begging for forgiveness. Emilia followed suit but their pleading voices were like thorns pricking deep in his heart. "Love, give me that!" Esther beseeched and he became weaker and weaker as if her timid voice was controlling him. To Emilia, this was a sign of what his son's life would be like if they got married; a putty in her
Simon sped off jauntily, jingling the car keys in his hands and came to the living room, his eyes scouring for his love. Esther sat sulking on the chair in the corner, her mind immersed in deep thought and her heart intense in sadness. Simon spotted her and shouted with verve, "Love!" Her head jerked up and she noticed that his face was swathed in a smile. It was symbolic of some good news but she seemed disinterested and merely returned a phoney smile. He moved nimbly towards her and enfolded her in his arms with vitality, "Love, finally mom and dad have accepted our relationship! We are getting married in two weeks!" He was extremely ecstatic."Really?""Yes, love! Very soon you'll be my legal wife- my better half!" He gave hearty laughter, kissed her and swung her around with a feeling of triumph.She had mixed f
There was a mien of fear in Maxwell's eyes because Sylvia dawdled to decide. "Three failed marriages!" She contemplated this and had niggling doubts about this sudden relationship; It was best to nip it in the bud before a heartbreak."Won't you mend my broken heart?" He asked in a shaky voice. Her silence seemed to deplete all his boldness and he was nervous."What a joker!" Emilia said and gave a mocking smile. She was having fun just like Miguel who was killing himself laughing.Suddenly, Simon, Nisha and Nathan started cheering, encouraging and coaxing Sylvia, "Say yes, say yes…" And the applause went on and on. She hoisted her face and gazed at them. They were happy for her, so why wouldn't she be happy for herself? Then she shifted her gaze to the man trembling in front of her and saw the tr
Esther saw Emilia first and quaked with fear trying to recoil from Simon's embrace and muttered,"Love, stop- it's your mother!"He twisted his neck and looked at Emilia and then ravished Esther with a kiss."It's high time she got used to this, love. I don't see any reason why I should feel guilty to show affection to the woman I love, otherwise, she might mistake me for a loveless man. Have you heard about this? He chuckled heartily and was ludic for a moment which made Emilia almost choke with a lump in her throat. Her lips quivered and she was speechless with rage. However, they knew that her silence was just a lull. She flew downstairs and went to look for Sylvia in her room because she had a lot to answer."How could she let this happen?. She will not l
WARNING!!!Contains explicit scenes. Read at your peril.Esther didn't have any idea what to do or how to start, but when she saw the docility of Simon lying stiff on the bed near the oxygen machine, she flurried and run to him,"Simon, please don't leave." She lamented, her voice trembling with anxiety. She gave him a firm grip on his hand and fiddled his cold face. "It's me, love, wake up, don't do this to me... Okay, I accept I fouled up, but...I don't know how or when it happened. Maybe it was my frailty- the frailty of human nature. You hate me, don't you? I promise I will go far away from you, but you must wake up."Her eyes fraught with tears and she drew much closer and with fervour, she kissed him. Suddenly, his chest heaved and she stopped conscious of what she might have perceived as friv
Simon's health degenerated day by day which dealt a blow in Esther's heart and compelled her to contrive to stay around for the time being until the conundrum had been solved. Then one night- one cold night, he broke into continuous hiccups and had complications with breathing. Dr Maxwell came out of the room vexed and spoke to Miguel, "This is fatal!" Said Dr Maxwell. He was one of the most reputable doctors in the city. He too was frightened. Miguel jerked, debilitated by the doctor's statement. "What are you implying?" " He's not doing well, not at all!" How could he tell him bluntly that his son was on death's door? "I'll put him on the life-giving machine immediately. May God have mercy!" He turned to go, and