It's unbearable for Kate. It's been up to one month now that she has been held hostage by her abductor, and nobody has come to save her from them. Right now, she thinks she is too far gone to escape the darkness in her mind; she and Jackson are still together; she still feels him touch her skin in her dreams; she can see his vision and is so sad she is lost without him. "I hope you are happy wherever you are," she said with a heavy sigh. The beautiful memory they had together keeps conjuring up in her memory, but reality has dawned on her. She guesses they are better off apart to avoid causing each other pain. She hopes he will never forget the love they share, the silly joke, and the romantic moment. Her eyes are hurting because she can’t see him and has tired of so much crying; her arms are empty because she can’t hold him and hug him; her lips are cold because she can’t kiss him; and her heart is broken because she misses him so much. She feels like throwing herself into an endles
The gang savored the moment by drinking. Kate stood by the side of the closed door in her room. She quietly opened the door slightly and peered again to see if they had fallen asleep because of the liquor they were taking. She was sure they would sleep soon, but when she found them awake, she felt sober. One of them stood and yearned, "I’m off to that girl’s room; I want to know..." "What's taking Austin so long to devour her like a lion?" he said as he took a step toward Kate’s space.Kate's heart was pacing so terribly that she wished she would never get caught. She paced around the room, thinking what to do to make everything fall into place.She pushed Austin under the bed and covered him with a blanket. She held the gun in her hand as she remembered Jackson's handsome face. She smiled nervously. "I hope I can get out here today," she said to herself.She stood by the side of the door, watching the door knob twist. She was so ready to place the pistol on the head of anyone who
The day dawned crisp and clear; the sun poured through the window, and Kate woke up. She rubbed her bleary eyes and walked through the window. She can see a pearly glow in the sky. She smiled as she smelt the airy breeze clustering up. She had slept so long it’s been long since she slept this comfortably. Everywhere was so lovely. She flung herself back onto the family-sized bed, turning and tossing herself on the bed. There was a knock at the door. She swung on her feet to open the door. She shoved it She was so excited to meet Stephen, whose handsome face is crowding the atmosphere. "Thanks Stephen for allowing me to pass a night here," she lit up, making him even more relaxed with her. "It’s nothing. You can stay anytime you want, okay?" He was glad to have helped her. "I will like for you to meet my family." Her face blossomed on hearing that she followed him to his sitting room.She sat down, waiting to meet the woman who had stolen the heart of this young man. Stephen wen
"About that night, I would like to tell you something you need to know," she said in a calm voice. It’s so shocking to tell her the kind of thing she did behind her back. "No, Jane, I don’t want to talk about what happened that night." She doesn’t want to remind herself how she lost her virginity. "No, you need to know I have been experiencing an array of emotions and negative fallout after what I did to you that night." It’s hints Kate shot. When she heard she did something to her that night, was she the one who plotted with Jackson to have her raped that night? Now that she remembers when she was forcing her to drink even when she didn’t want to, did she intentionally get her drunk to be raped? It struck her down. "Do you...?" She didn’t know what to say to her; her voice was barely a whisper. She hopes she is wrong about what she is thinking right now. "Will you ever forgive me, Kate?" Her heart shattered into pieces. "You plot against me to have me raped by a stranger, right
Jane, after a minute of asking people around if they had seen Kate but receiving no positive answer, She racked in sobriety as she held her husband. "Honey, she is not coming back," she bawled. It’s hurt her so badly she hoped nothing had happened to her. "Don’t worry, we will find her," her husband told her as they boarded another street. They exited their car. They asked people they met on the road, using her picture in their phone, but they couldn't find her. Jane was so embittered; she hoped nothing bad had happened to her and it was all her fault. She was trying to let go of the grip that had been hurting her for so long. Little did she know that she would lose her again after telling her what she did to her. "Oh no, it's true," she said, holding her mouth and trying to gasp for breath. "Babe, let's go back home,It's late, Tomorrow, we will continue to look for her.” Stephen grabbed her hand and led her over to where their car was parked. After getting in, they took off.
It’s been four months now with no sign of Kate coming back. Jackson sighed softly ,it’s Helen’s birthday he guess he should take her out to see a movie it will be romantic He dialed her number. Her face blossomed on seeing his call; she had expected him to give her attention the way she does all this while she has been the one calling to check on him. It didn’t get through to her that today is her birthday, so she swung her phone and had it picked up. "Happy birthday, Helen," he blurted. Her face arose with a smile as she checked the date on the calendar; it was her birthday. She felt as pleased as punch; it was the first time someone had wished her a happy birthday, and because the wishes were coming from Jackson, she felt special. "Thank you, Jackson, for making me feel special," she beams. "Let’s celebrate it," he told her, making her laugh softly. She couldn’t remember the last time she celebrated her birthday, and she didn’t wish to celebrate, but Jackson insisted she had n
”How did you get to know my name? I can’t remember telling you,” Kate asked Leo, whose fist was on her. She could see a man ready to hunt a death fly. She was filled with a ripple of fear. "Who are you?" "Were you sent to capture me?" Her voice was so brittle. He chuckled; his gaze was so furious this time around; she thought something strange about him that made her tremble; she threw his hand away from her and wanted to run from him, but it was too late; she couldn’t get out of the cabin anymore; everywhere was clouded with darkness; she held her mouth as not to trust anyone who came through her mind. What is he up to? And was she captured by him? She doesn’t know this. She looks around to see if she can escape. He glared at her and pinned her to the wall. "Pretty, I can’t let you go just like that; you were right. You shouldn’t have trusted me in the first place." This time around, his voice was sounding so unfriendly; there were strange things about him that she smelt. She hopes
"Please, I want to meet the man I love; please allow me to go to him." She doesn’t know how he will agree, but somehow she has to beg him to let her go. Leo glared at her for a while, and her eyes shut down on what she saw: his face became careworn, his eyes were flaming with hatred, and his teeth became buck-toothed. "You want to meet him?" He inquired, making a hissing sound. His noise became hawkish, and she nodded her head, trying to figure out what he was turning into before she could know what was happening. darkness descended on her; she became too frail to stand; she staggered on the floor and became unconscious. Kate’s spirit fled to Jackson’s house, and Jackson has been battling with good sleep because of her. He had missed her so much. He cast his gaze at the ceiling, hoping to see her: "Jackson, my darling, please open the door for me to grip you for awhile." On hearing her voice from outside the door, he became frightened at what she was doing in his house at this time
It's a devastated moment for Jackson since he lost Helen. He had been by himself, but it was Helen who corrected him the day he loss Kate. She gave him hope to start again. Their relationship hasn’t been for months, and her loss has left him with nothing but gripes.He guesses it is time for him to join his family in Ontario.His mother has been inviting him to come over because she is really missing him after witnessing how his wife left him at the alter. She feels it wasn’t good for him to bear the burden alone; thus, his father was among the billionaires in the company. He seems to be a man who doesn’t depend on him. He keeps having arguments with his father each time they are together. Because of this argument, he doesn’t wish to come back home. Indeed, he is their only child. He needs to know the key to his father's great wealth.Nothing was left for him anymore at Cagan, so he packed up his belongings and moved to Ontario, where he thinks he will receive a fresh start and that st
“It’s so hard to adhere to the fact that you are no more, my love." Jackson held Helen’s picture and wept bitterly. He can’t tell why he keeps losing the one he loves. Helen is now gone, just like Kate. The pain is too strong to bear, remembering that it’s like a trigger. Knowing she was shut down to death and he couldn’t do anything to save her, the Corps couldn’t find out who killed Helen by viewing the CCTV cameras around her house. But could see a man in the view he mask his face , he wore black attire and use a black face cap to cover his head? It’s so difficult for them to identify who he is."Oh, holy shit," he exclaimed, hitting his hand on his forehead as tears were dripping from his eyes. He vowed to seek justice for Helen's death.”Anyone who killed you will riot in jail." I will make sure of that, my love," he said softly, with his eyes remained fixated on her picture that was hanging on the wall.”Isn’t she very beautiful?" With whiskey in his hand, he asked himself, sippi
Kate’s phone beeped. She woke up from sleep, but she is still feeling strange about what happened last night; it keeps disturbing her. She checked her phone and saw the congratulations message sent to her by the coffee shop she applied for last week for her to start work, and she whooped on seeing that.Helen cowered at the corner of her room watching her, "My sister is such a beautiful lady," she held her hand in her chest."Kate!" Jane called out to her as she shoved her door open."Kate," Helen said, "is she Jackson’s Kate?" --the one who left him on their wedding day at the alter? "The one that looks just like me?" She mumbled to herself as she hit one of her fingers in her teeth. Why would her sister do that to Mr. Perfect on their wedding day? There must be a reason she thinks she sighed softly."Jane, I got a job at the coffee shop, and I’m to start tomorrow." Excitement was written over her as she whooped and hugged Jane.Jane was so stunned to hear that she hadn’t told her any
Kate felt something odd while sleeping. She felt goosebumps all over her body. She stood up instantly and checked the time. It was 1:00 a.m.Helen’s spirit was hovering around her room; she feels that something is in her room. She held the jar on top of the table and turned it upside down."Who is it?" She asked no other person but the strange thing she thought invaded her room. She was frightened at how something entered her room without her hearing the sound of her door being shoved open. Is she imagining things?Before Helen was shut three times on her forehead by the gang that had her, she had her sister Mara in her heart before she died. She smiled softly at Mara. It looks like she was viewing the world through thin air. She swallowed hard but couldn’t feel anything. She realizes she feels nothing—no wetness in her mouth, no pain of life, no air in her skin. She can only feel her existence. It hit her like a shock that she was dead. She looks around and sees strange places. She se
Felicia stared blankly at the air. She was scrolling through her gallery. She opened the file she saved with Strong Memory; it was her and Jackson’s picture. She was heartbroken watching all the great times they had together; it’s been ages now, but she still loves him as if she just met him. her phone Beep, she was alarmed to check her email to see if there was any update from the guys she pays off to find out who was taking her man away from her and he should send a shot of her.She swallowed hard while waiting for the file to d******d. She felt her heart clench near her mouth. Once it had finished d******ding, she was shaking at the thought of opening the file. She hoped it wasn’t Kate.She can feel her heart pounding as she opens the file to see how beautiful she is looking; her skin is burnished, and her Eden green sparkles. She can see how extremely beautiful she is looking. It’s got her pissed seeing all that as she shut down her laptop and looked into the mirror; her face was l
Helen, all dressed up in seductive lingerie and lace, came nearer and nearer while Jackson gazed in wonder and astonishment at how aesthetically impressive she was looking. He swallowed hard as she pressed her lips against his cheek."Honey, make me your woman; tonight I’m going to be proud of you," she whispers to him. It’s filled some ripples of excitement for her that he is going to make her feel like his woman for the first time; he is not drunk and doesn’t see her as Kate.He can perceive her body spray beneath his skin. "I like the scent," he said, smiling at her. She spoke like a wave in his ear: "Make me your woman, and thanks, honey." She smiled as she rocked her body on his. "Have me all to yourself tonight, my love." She feels like she is flying so high."Right now I’m dancing to your spell, babe," he kissed her around her neck; she could feel his breath through his nostrils in her neck; she loved all of that; she moaned for pleasure. Jackson held her gaze; her eyes had
The weather was so cool and breezy this afternoon.A strong gust of wind blew against Kate’s face. She squealed in disgust seeing how violent the wind is blowing.She walked towards the coffee shop.Her eyes were amused. On seeing the vacancy, she went inside the coffee shop and dropped off her CV. She thought it best she find out what to do to gather some money, which she will use to tour back to the place she was staying, even though Cagan is very nice. But she wanted to see Jackson. She had missed him quite enough that she couldn’t take the sight of his absence anymore. She hasn’t told Jane yet about her job search.She left the coffee shop after submitting the CV, hoping that they‘d call her.She was so amazed by how crisp the weather suddenly turned out to be now after squalling a violent wind she went home, meeting no one at home except David's nanny, who just left in her returning.She slumped on her bed.She thought she didn’t have anything to keep the memory of Jackson alive;
Felicia can feel his eyes squared up with love. She wonders who the new woman is.She won’t stop crying until he consoles her the way she wants him to; he can see that her eyes are tired of crying."Are you going to hurt yourself, Licia?" He asked her, seeing that she had cried too much and that seeing her hit her hand on the wall hurt him right now. It’s occurred to him that she will wound herself if she doesn’t stop, so he grabs her hand and makes her stop. She wanted him to know how she felt about him right now. She feels that he was turning blind eyes to her feelings; it’s really hurt her, and she was hoping for the day she would become his, but she thought she was just waiting in vain.She pressed her head into his chest. She can feel that she is safe now that she has held him so tightly, and with her ears listening to his heartbeat, she feels it beating faster."Is it hard to let me in there?" She asked him softly. He nodded his head. He can remember the last time he gave her hi
It's been a while now. Felicia last saw Jackson; she wasn’t in town because of her father's death; she had to tour back to Bash; it’s struck her down that her father is no more; her grip on her father's death has racked her; she didn’t have time to contact Jackson; and he never for one day called her to know if all was well with her for not seeing her for so long."It’s unfair, Jackson, after all I did to have you, but you're still tearing my emotions down," she said to herself angrily as she held her phone in her hand.She wanted to know how he was doing; she couldn’t believe how much she had given him her heart that it’s too hard to get over him for a moment; she guesses he held her breath. Even in her distress, she is still worried about him, but he doesn’t care to know if she is living well; it’s a sad state of affairs for her. “Hope you have been well?" she asked her teddy bear as she was stroking her hand around his camiknicker. She guesses she shouldn’t call him but will pay h