KEIRA. I was breathless from my rapid pace, my heart still racing from the thoughts that overwhelmed me. Just as I thought I'd found a moment's peace, a sudden tap on my shoulder made me jump. I spun around,my tension eased slightly when I saw George's concerned face."Hey, are you alright?" he asked, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. "I saw you rushing out of the hall and thought something might be wrong. Did you see someone?"George's gentle tone and genuine concern helped calm my frazzled nerves, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. “I didn't… it was an illusion” I told him. “An illusion?” He repeated, seemingly concerned. “It's nothing, let's go back to the hall” I tried to shove it off, I would seem like a mad person. I can't even say if it was truly my mother I had seen or a mere hallucination. George stood speechless, staring at me weirdly like he didn't believe me. “Let's go” I linked arms with him, trying to be more spirited. “Trust me it is nothing, I didn
KEIRA. George grabbed my hands and beamed at me. “I'm glad you are happy. I wanted you to be” We turned comfortably to face each other even as we were laying on the playground floor. With the passion in our eyes, George removed the ear muffs and tucked my hair behind my ears. “I will continue making you happy..” He assured me and my grin grew wider. “Thank you…” I said, clutching his hands more tightly as I watched his features that made me fall over and over again. His chiseled jaw and thin lips, those pointed nose and his eyes, everything was to die for. He heaved a sigh and stood up, stretching his hands for me to take them. “Let's go ….” I reached out my hands and he dragged me up. We held hands before walking out of the playground. George drove to Brooklyn bridge and while holding hands, we were strolling down the bridge. “What else did you really miss out during your childhood, what else made you so sad?” He asked. I forced an awkward smile, I hated talking about it,but
KEIRA. George had gone to work after that little mischievous act in the pool. We had breakfast but he ordered them and he also made that bitter herbal tea or Juice. I don't know why I'm taking something so bitter but he says it's for my health and I believe him. These days I don't feel any symptoms of brain tumor or was it because of herbal tea? Or I'm busy being too excited in my relationship with George?I had entirely forgotten about my medication, I had barely taken them. Maybe I needed to go back to the hospital. Who knows, maybe a miracle has happened, maybe George was truly my miracle. I booked an appointment with the Doctor who diagnosed me with a brain tumor. I needed to know if it was normal not to have the symptoms despite not taking medications. The next day after George left for work, I asked Joe to take me to the hospital but pleaded with him to keep it a secret. ~“I apologize for ignorance, Miss Keira but you are still in the first stage of brain tumour and there is
KEIRA My whole body froze, unable to move watching my mother after all these years, I couldn't say anything, I couldn't move. Time seemed to stop for a while..I was struggling so hard to keep it together. Why was she here? So my instincts were right, it was her that day. But why? Why after all these years? My body quivered and tears began forming around my eyes. My hands went over to clutch my skirts tightly. I was staring at her after all these years, abandoning me to look after myself after I turned Eleven. The scars, the trauma I went through because of her, they all came haunting me. I didn't want to cry or seem weak in front of her. I didn't want to show her how much this affected me, but it is getting harder keeping it together. I can't say for sure why she was here and what she was doing with George but her eyes lacked warmth, it lacked remorse. Her eyes were rather cold and glaring. She fluttered her eyes up and down like I was a piece of trash to be disposed. Everywhere w
GEORGE. I found out my first love, Isabel, was the mother who abandoned Keira fifteen years back after the humiliation she got from Liam's mistress at the coffee shop, which explains why I found her so attractive and sexy. Isabel was the only woman I promised myself I would love, she left me because she couldn't take my flaws and accept me for who I was. But I felt a different thrill with Keira, it wasn't something I could control until I found out it was all because of Isabel, she was the younger version of Isabel. I was going to stop this whole thing with Keira because I felt guilty. I was going to send her away but couldn't bring myself to stop. I tried so hard but was rather getting so comfortable and attached to her. I was going to tell her when the time was right, how on earth was I supposed to know that Isabel would show up out of the blue. I suddenly received a call that she was at my penthouse. I rushed as fast as I could, hoping Keira wouldn't be home. She went on and o
KEIRA. I couldn't say where Sebastian appeared out of the blue but I had no choice right now but to enter his SUV.Everywhere seemed quiet with me leaning my head over to the window, thoughts overwhelming me. How did I end up to be miserable? Why does good things never last when they come to me. I'm trying to hold my tears In place, I shouldn't be crying because of the pain my mother or George put me through, I should be crying because I was the stupid one to have accepted that he fell for me same way I did. Sebestian drove in silence as if he knew I wanted to say nothing.“Are you okay?” He asked after a while as if he couldn't keep it in anymore. I hesitated after a long time before giving a flat answer. “Yes..” “What about your feet? You don't seem okay to me. Get down, I will help you with first aid.” He demanded and quickly pulled over at a clinic. “No….you don't…” I couldn't finish my words because he was already out of the car and heading to my car door side. He opened the
KEIRA. After that incident, Sebestian drove me to his estate. Wasn't sure why I trusted him to drive me to his estate. Perhaps because he consoled me, was I being too emotional and gullible again? I had no destination to go to either. Elena is staying with her parents and besides she knows nothing about my predicament. All my belongings are still George's penthouse, perphaps on a day I'm ready, I would go over and take my things whilst leaving every designer dresses and shoes, jewelleries and anything he got me.Sebestian was different from George, he had workers, tons of securities, maidens and chefs who get things done. But George was being like that he had trauma for trust. Thinking about it makes me so mad. “Feel comfortable until you are ready to face him. I know you wouldn't want to go back to the penthouse for today or the meantime. You can stay here, you are welcomed” Sebestian said to me after we came into his building. “No… it's fine.. I will stay for few minutes and le
KEIRA. Sebestian and I were eating even though I was forcing myself to eat but on a second thought, I should eat, why do I have to be so gloomy because some man didn't put much value on me.“Thank you” I broke the silence at the dinning, genuinety in my tone. I was really grateful he showed up, I didn't want to go back to the penthouse. I can't bring myself to face George. “It's fine. I was helping a wounded person. Think of it as humanity.” He replied, cutting out some chicken with his cutlery. “Wounded person. My foot. I wasn't just okay for some time. If you say it like that, it would seem I want to remain like that forever.” I protested and he let out a bit of chuckle. “If you are really grateful, you should treat me to a good lunch next time. Isn't that what people use to repay or prove they were grateful.” He raised his shoulders and continued eating. “You should have told me you didn't really want to help. I didn't force you….” I retorted with a joking voice and he laughe