A FEW MONTHS LATER.Mum had been so excited with both finding out about the marriage and my pregnancy that she'd actually boarded a flight to Holland. She'd been with me ever since, helping out in every possible way she could, for this day.My girlfriend called earlier and informed me she was already on her way. I can only say she booked a morning flight. I just hope she gets here before the wedding starts.I sat down on the chair while Ellabelle did the dressing. "Now, the finishing touches. A little makeup since you're already gorgeous, ma'am." She said.I smiled as she opened the kit and brought out the cosmetics. She applied it to my face before pinning the birdcage veil on my hair. "We're done." She said and pulled me up. "Thanks." I gazed at myself through the large mirror and I loved how I looked. My hair was in multiple bubble braids. The silver earrings, heart pendant and bracelet were sparkling and the makeup added to the beauty. I stared down my bridal silk gown, designed
SOPHIE. I sat alone in my bedroom, staring out the window into the dark night sky. The room was dimly lit, with only the faint glow of a streetlamp shining through the window, casting a soft light over my face. I sat there for what felt like hours, lost in thought and staring up at the stars. Three days ago, my ex-boyfriend Parker had come to beg for forgiveness, but I couldn't bring myself to forgive him, not after he had cheated on me for the second time. The memory of catching him in the act was still fresh in my mind. I had come home early from work to surprise him, only to find him in bed with another woman. Turns out that he has a wife and a child that I never knew about, and he had been using me. Playing me. The betrayal was devastating, and I knew that our two-year relationship was officially over. I was left to raise our child on my own. Tears threatened to spill over as I thought about my current situation. I was 23 years old, pregnant and alone. The weight of my future
SOPHIE More than a year later….I walked into the production company, my heart heavy with uncertainty. I had been working in the R&B department for the past year, trying to save enough money to relocate to Holland and start a new life for myself and my son, Miguel. I had a special talent for discovering new talents and my boss, Alex, had recently promoted me to a supervisor position.But the time had come for me to leave and I wasn't sure how Alex would take the news. I also had another reason for relocating, to find my father who I had recently found out was alive and not dead like my mother had made me believe all these years.I found Alex sitting at his desk, staring at his computer screen with a frown. He didn't seem to notice me enter, so I waited patiently for him to finish his phone call. As I stood there, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. Alex had been a good boss to me, always understanding and supportive of my situation.The office was dimly lit, with a few fluor
SOPHIE I stepped out of the taxi and paid the driver, tightening my wrap over my shoulders and smiling at my son, Miguel, as I began walking, using my Google Maps app to navigate my way to the right place. Rotterdam was a unique and appealing city, situated on the banks of the Nieuwe Maas river. The port was well-equipped and connected, with a long history of maritime activity. The city had the most modern skyline in the Netherlands, with its architectural designs and lively cultural life.As I walked, I noticed my phone battery was almost dead and decided to ask for directions before I got stranded. "Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me where Valentina Foster's family home is?" I asked softly. The way the old man looked at me sent shivers down my spine, but he simply pointed to the left side of the road without speaking. "Thank you," I said, and watched him walk away before following his directions.A few meters ahead, I saw someone waving at me. It was Valentina. She ran up to me and to
I was jolted awake by a gentle tap on my shoulder. "Wake up. Breakfast is served," said Valentina, her voice soft and quiet so as not to disturb Miguel who was still sleeping soundly next to me.I stretched my arms and let out a yawn, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Good morning Valentina. When did you come in?" I asked, my voice still heavy with sleep."Good morning Sophie. I just arrived. Come on, let's start the day. The weather is beautiful for a Monday morning," she said, her voice cheerful as she held my shoulders and guided me out of the room.As we made our way downstairs, I could see that Cassino was already seated at the dining table. He stood up and pulled out a chair for me as I approached."Good morning Cassino," I greeted him as I took my seat next to him."Morning pretty. I hope you and our little boy slept well?" he asked, his voice full of concern.I nodded. "Yeah, I think so."But something felt off about the couple, and I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was
SOPHIE The man narrowed down his head as he waited for his turn. For me to round up whatever I was serving and notice his presence.His prayer seems to have been heard as I leaned over the wooden surface, green eyes boring into his."What'll ya have?", I asked with a smile. If the man standing before me even listened to my question I can't say. He was far too interested in allowing his gaze fall through my breasts. Eventhough I was covered with three layers of clothing, he obviously found the sight of me titillating.I snapped my fingers twice in the air, trying to call back any left-over attention in him. "Excuse me. I asked you a question", I blurted out.The sudden movement seems to have made an effect on him. He brought his hands to his chest, crossing his legs arrogantly for me to see.The man has to think again if he thinks I'm here to play games. I ignored him and grabbed a towel as I started wiping the top of the bar.His eyes never leaving mine as I continued slapping the te
SOPHIE I had just finished closing up the bar when I noticed the mysterious man sitting alone in the corner. The guy who said his name was Lorenzo. The bar was nearly empty, with only a few patrons remaining."He can't possibly be waiting for me," I muttered to myself as I checked the clock. It was already late and he seemed to be alone. I assumed his friends had left him.I was eager to go home, as my son Miguel had been crying nonstop despite my attempts to calm him down. "Hey, shh. Mama's here for you. I'll never leave you," I whispered to him. Even though he couldn't yet speak, I knew he could understand my words as he gradually quieted down.I watched as the remaining patrons stood up and left, leaving the mysterious man as the only one left in the bar. I grabbed Miguel's things and walked over to him. He appeared to be deeply asleep, his head nodding forward.I gently tapped his shoulder. "Hello, wake up sleepyhead," I said.He didn't stir, so I picked up the jug of water on th
. . . We stopped halfway along the road that leads to my host's house as I intentionally told him to stop the car and he did. I wasted no time in climbing down and slamming the door gently behind me for I didn't want to let him know where I lived. Since he was an enigmatic man, he should use his mysterious ways to trace her location if he really required her help. I thought, inwardly. "Thanks for today," I said and grabbed my things. "My pleasure. Remember... Tomorrow it is," he endeavoured to remind for the hundredth time through the window. I could only shake my head as I watched him speed off until he was out of sight. I turned and walked down the empty narrow streets. I stopped as I saw my friend waving from afar and I reciprocated, waving back too with an angel three-sixty smile apparently clear on my face. It was pretty obvious I was blissful with today's activities, although not entirely. I thought, remembering the casanova of a man and his pesterings. Valentina ran to
A FEW MONTHS LATER.Mum had been so excited with both finding out about the marriage and my pregnancy that she'd actually boarded a flight to Holland. She'd been with me ever since, helping out in every possible way she could, for this day.My girlfriend called earlier and informed me she was already on her way. I can only say she booked a morning flight. I just hope she gets here before the wedding starts.I sat down on the chair while Ellabelle did the dressing. "Now, the finishing touches. A little makeup since you're already gorgeous, ma'am." She said.I smiled as she opened the kit and brought out the cosmetics. She applied it to my face before pinning the birdcage veil on my hair. "We're done." She said and pulled me up. "Thanks." I gazed at myself through the large mirror and I loved how I looked. My hair was in multiple bubble braids. The silver earrings, heart pendant and bracelet were sparkling and the makeup added to the beauty. I stared down my bridal silk gown, designed
Second to last Episode....After everything Rohan left with Daphne. Lorenzo took me to his parked car and we hopped in. The driver honked the horn and sped off instantly. We reached home after an hour as I climbed out of the car, we linked arms and side to side we walked in.As soon as Miguel saw us, he left Ellabelle and ran to me, embracing me. "Mama.""My baby boy. I'm back now, Okay," I said, lifting him up and into my arms."Welcome ma'am, Sophie. The food is ready. Should I bring it over to your room or you'd like to have it here?" She asked.I smiled, still feeling euphoric from officially being proposed to. "You don't have to. We've already eaten at the restaurant. Thanks for looking after Miguel." I rather said."It's nothing, ma'am. It's part of my job." She said.Lorenzo kissed my cheeks. "I'll be in our room. I need to have a shower." He said and left.I gently sat down on the chair, dropped Miguel on my lap and grabbed the remote control, turning on the television. I f
...Thankfully he arrived at the restaurant before her, taking a seat at the reserved joint. After a few minutes, a sophisticated, elegant, classic-looking lady approached him. Although her eyes were covered with sunglasses he needed no one to tell him who it was. He offered her a seat and sat down next to her. Mally thanked him, crossing her legs as she yanked off the glasses, shoving them into her purse."So, What's this about?" She asked."Thanks for coming. How have you been, Mally?" He knew he had to ask. He'd felt bad after watching the news about her father's death.Mally huffed, shaking her head at the irony of the question. "You mean after you dumped me? Why? Would you have been happy if I turned out dead?!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as he said nothing. "Well, it's too bad since I'm still breathing. Is that the kind of response you expected? Of course, I'm not alright. It feels like my world has been turned upside down. But you don't have to worry. It absolutely has no
...Lorenzo had been quiet all the way back home. He horned the car and the gatekeeper opened the gate for him. He drove in and parked, climbing down, he walked inside as I raced after him, trying to keep up with his pace. I grabbed his arm in the hallway, turning him to look at my face."Are you mad at me, Enzo?" I asked.He removed my hand and wanted to leave but I held on, encircling my arms around his stomach waist and placing my head against his back. The abrupt act got him to stop."I'm sorry. Please don't get mad at me." I said softly.He slowly removed my hand and turned me to face him. "You disobeyed me, Sophie. Infront of everyone. We should have deliberated on this as a couple before you go spilling everything all on your own. You broke the contract rules and deserve discipline for doing so."I opened my mouth to talk but couldn't form any coherent words. He was right. I took the decision upon myself however, I was only trying to set things straight. "I-l apologize, Enzo
..."I shouldn't have concealed the truth from the world. I can't excuse myself for being an accomplice. We were in on it, together. I'm sorry." He repeated as if saying the mantra would bring back my deceased brother."It's hard and a lot for me to take in sir but I... l understand. You loved your son enough to forsake my father. I will try to forgive and forget that fact." I said, my voice hoarse from crying."Thank you. I truly appreciate it. I never knew you were Malton's daughter. He was a good man and my friend at heart. Do not despise him. Whatever wrong he does is not his fault. It's ours since we made him that way." Webster said, continuing."We killed your brother, scarred your father but here you are, married to my son and taking care of him. I deserve to die." He said lastly in pain. Where was I going to start? They've trusted and believed I was married to their son for a year now. I think it's time to reveal the truth. "Mum, Dad, Daphne. I have something to say. You ca
The secret behind the killing....Malton was agitated to see him give in so easily and angrily cocked the gun barrel to finish him off. He stopped abruptly as he heard a scream."Noo, Father. Please don't!!" I shouted.Malton's attention was thwarted as he turned to know who had that voice. Although the face wasn't familiar, he was strangely drawn to the woman. Lorenzo ran inside and stopped at the horrible sight. His father was just a step away from being sent to the afterlife. "It's me, father. I'm Sophie... Your daughter."Malton's eyes widened as he abruptly stepped back. He was suddenly having mixed emotions. His feelings were all over the place as he couldn't believe nor comprehend what was happening. "It can't be. The last time I spoke with Laura she informed me our daughter was sixteen, not this grown adult. And she stays with her mother in New York City." He said, disapprovingly."Father. Please listen to me. I'm Sophie Winterfield, your only daughter. I know you went th
..NEW YORK.Morning.I yawned and opened my eyes. I climbed out of bed and removed my nightie as I went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower as the water cascaded down my body. I turned it off when I was done and reentered the room. I heard my boy's voice calling to me. "Mama!""Miguel, Mummy's coming. Let me put on my clothes... Okay?" I said and went to my closet.I yanked out the blue gown and wore it instantly. I packed my hair into a tight bun and went to his cot. I lowered down and carried him in my arms. He was already a year old to be lying around in a crib although in my eyes he'd always remain a baby. One I watched grow. Just then, a knock came in. My mother walked in."Good morning, Mum." She smiled. "Come down, breakfast is served.""Okay. I'll be right there." She nodded before leaving.I dropped my son on his feet and held his tiny hands as we walked out the door. I climbed down the stairs and stopped at the dining table.I saw the food and drinks had already been
9:35 Pm.Night.So, that was how it happened. It was probably the reason why he couldn't find Malton. So those three had been friends with Sophie's father all along, then how could they betray him? He thought. Sighing, he raked his fingers through his hair. He wouldn't allow anything to befall his Dad. He will protect him. It was never Webster's fault. He battled with his mind, thinking hard about whether to tell his wife what he'd just found out. In the end, he decided it was best not to.His driver parked the car and opened the door for him. He came down and walked inside his house. He went to his room and dropped the briefcase before removing his clothes. He entered the bathroom and had a warm bath, to clear his lousy thoughts. When he went to select his robe, a knock came in. He waited till he was done. "Come in."The door opened and she stepped in. "Sir, your dinner's served." Lorenzo gazed at her and pointed at the table. "Drop it there." She did as she was told with her head
"You don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I should have told you sooner." She said in tears, wiping her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. "Don't cry anymore, my child. I can't afford to see you in tears." She eased back, wiping my teary face."Thanks, Mum. Thanks for telling me the truth.""Are you hungry? I made lunch." She said softly.I shook my head. "I'm good. I only need some rest." I said as my eyes went round my room. I saw Miguel's cot at the extreme and knew he had already gone off to sleep. My gaze fell on the present underneath the table."What's that, Mum?" I asked, curiously."This? Your stepdad was so happy when he got promoted and decided to buy you a present. Damon believed you'd surely come back for it. And you did. I've been praying for your arrival ever since." She went and brought it out, handing it over to me. "I hope you will like it."I grabbed the package, ripping it entirely off. I gasped excitedly as I saw the purple designer handbag and a sparkling brace