"Choose now or they both die!!!" the kidnapper demanded. Carlos, fidgeting and confused, looked helplessly at the two women tied in front of him—his wife and her sister. "You have five seconds," the kidnapper said, growing impatient. "Your time starts now." Carlos' mind raced. "Who should I choose?" he muttered, panic-stricken as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. . "Time's up," the kidnapper said, cocking his gun. "Bid them goodbye." "Wait! I choose her!" Carlos finally shouted, pointing to his wife's sister, leaving his wife speechless and shocked. What would you do, if your husband chose your sister over you in a life-or-death situation? Meet Carla, a 27-year-old woman who never knew her father and was raised by her stepfather alongside her mother and stepsister, Catherine. Tragedy struck when their parents died in a car accident, leaving Carla to raise Catherine. She sacrificed everything, dropping out of school to support her sister’s education. But what did Carla get in return? Betrayal. Her husband and sister, cheating behind her back, and also wishing her dead. Five years after vanishing without a trace, Carla returns, transformed and determined to exact her revenge on those who hurt her. Dive into this gripping tale of betrayal, survival, and vengeance as Carla's resurrection sets the stage for a dramatic showdown.
View MoreCarla’s POV.The warmth of his palm against my skin made me stir from sleep, jolting me half awake. For a moment, I lingered between dream and reality with my eyes closed, as I savored the contact of his skin with mine.I opened my eyes slowly, only to be struck by the sun rays, which was forcing its way through the window. There he was, seated beside me on the bed. A warm smile crept up his lips with an hint of guilt or should I say confusion, hitched on his face.“Morning” his sweet and familiar voice said, as his fingers brushed through my cheek, making me feel at home.“Morning” I whispered back, trying to sit up. I didn’t smile at him as I was angry he stood me up last night. I averted my gaze from his, fixing my eyes on the rising sun which I could see outside the window.He seemed to have noticed my annoyance and so he said: “I am sorry”.“Babe, I apologize for keeping you waiting all through the night. I know you are angry right now. There’s nothing I can say to defend my act,
Carla’s POVBy 6pm, everything was all set. Granny suggested that the dinner should be held in our room since she wanted it to be devoid of any interruption and it needed to be private.In our room, which was wide and big enough to accommodate anything, a mini dining table was placed. On the dining table laid a crisp white tablecloth and a flower vase of fresh roses.Alongside those were different menus like appetizer, main course and dessert placed on the table. Purple candles were also lit, casting an adorable glow.A small gift box, decorated with ribbon, in which in it enclosed a baby shoe and a small paper, inscribed on it ‘We are expecting a mini you!!’ was placed in between the roses.Inside one of the plates covered on the table was written with chocolate sauce, ‘We are having a baby’. A diffuser, which erupted from it Lavender smell, was placed in the room, to quench the strong aroma of the home-cooked meals.Granny really outdid herself and I couldn’t be anything but gratefu
Carla's POV. Three Months Later. "Mrs. Williams, congratulations. You are two months gone. You are going to become a mother!!" Doctor Clark announced, with amazement in his voice. "What? I am pregnant?" I asked in shock with my eyes widened, as his words began to sink in. "Yes, you are" he reaffirmed, beaming with joy. I didn't know how to react to the news. I was happy no doubt. I was glad that another Mia was on its way - that I would become a mother again, but I feared what Carlos' reaction would be upon hearing the news. The past three months with him after we both made our feelings known to each other had been nothing but blessing ....... the best days of my life. He was a perfect man - the man I had ever prayed for. The way he looked at me, touched me and fought for me whenever Aunt Stephanie and her family tried to taunt me, said it all - that he was madly in love with me. “He might be in love with me but what if he isn’t ready to become a father? What if this new
Carla's POV.That night, after having a whole long ride of satisfying pleasure, I slept off beside him on the hospital bed, feeling weak and exhausted."Oh My Goodness!!!" the screaming of someone and the loud thud of something hitting the floor, jolted me awake. I swiftly rose from bed due to fear of what was going on, only to be met with Granny's preying eyes, locked with mine ........ ours, as Carlos had also woken up.Her handbag, which she had dropped out of shock, was sitting preetily beside her. Her mouth was wide agape, as if she had seen the unexpected. At first,I didn't realize why she was so shocked but when I figured out I was barely naked, with only my pant and bra on, same as Carlos, with only his boxer on, I jumped out of bed, hurriedly putting my dress on and buried my face in shame.While I was shy and was unable to look at Granny's perplexed gaze, Carlos didn't feel bothered. He just sat on the bed in his naked state, supporting his head with his hand and waved the
Carla’s POV.I was pacing up and down in front of the operating room, my eyes soaked with tears, feeling unsettled and terrified.“No, No, he can’t die. He must survive. God please, let him live” I prayed as I silently cried, scared that I would lose him.I wasn’t my normal self. I was anxious and feeling guilty for being the cause of the state he was in.“If I hadn’t cry, he wouldn’t have taken his eyes off the road. If he hadn’t taken the hit for me, he wouldn’t be in such a life threatening situation. Why am I so unlucky? Why do I always lose the people I love? Just why?” I silently questioned myself as I bit my trembling fingers, fidgeting.I remembered his last words, those words he had said to me with affection in his eyes, despite the pain he was feeling at that moment.I was terrified, terrified of losing the man that I had begun to fall in love with, the man that gave me the reason to live again. I was scared I wouldn’t have the chance to tell him I felt the same way towards
Carla’s POV. Months flew by and as it did, Uncle Chris’ betrayal began to fade away. His wife found a space in her heart to forgive him and came back home to reunite with her family. I on the other end, began to get the old version of me back. The jovial and lively me before tragedy struck. I was more focused on my studies than the revenge I wanted as Carlos had said, the best revenge is making sure your enemies do not meet you where they had left you. I began to forget about those that had hurt me, working on a better version of me. It was quite easy with Amelia and Carlos by my side. They both made me feel loved and made me have the desire to live once again. As I spent months living as Carlos’ wife, I began to know Carlos the more. Under his cold demeanour, hid his humid and loving self. He was he most caring and nicest man I had ever known. He made me feel like we had been best of friends for years; that he was a family, a shoulder I could rest on whenever I was down. H
Everywhere fell silent and Aunt Stephanie's face looked blank, as if she was trying to make what she had heard sink into her brain. "What? What did you just say?" she finally asked, her lips trembling, as she slowly let go of her husband's hold on hers. She turned to face Carlos, looking keenly at him, as if daring him to repeat what he had said. "Since you do not understand what I said earlier, I will put it in simple terms. Your husband here," Carlos said as he pointed towards Uncle Chris "cheated on you and as a result, has an illegitimate son out of wedlock. That makes you have a son you have always been clamouring on having. Isn't that a good news?" Carlos voice, which was that of mockery said, with a smirk on his face. "You must be joking. What he said right now was a joke, right?" Aunt Stephanie asked facing her husband, with a smile that was a mix of fear and anxiety on her lips. She wanted her husband to say something, to tell her what Carlos had said was a lie but Unc
Carla's POV. I shut my eyes, waiting for the attack to come but it never came. Everywhere was dead silent, except for gasps coming from the maids. I slowly opened my eyes, wanting to know why everything had abruptly stopped, only to be met with blood, dripping out of Carlos' palm. Terrified by the sight, I screeched, my eyes wide opened as I took some steps back and nearly hit my back on the staircase rail. It happened that Carlos had blocked the knife with his palm, preventing it from striking my chest, which Catherine had aimed for. Catherine was standing stunned, shocked by the outcome of her action. The knife unconsciously slipped off her trembling hands. I was too shocked to speak, unable to make a sound as death had just flashed across my eyes. My gaze was fixed on Carlos' bleeding hand, watching as every drop of blood collided with the cold tiles. Many thoughts began to run through my mind, one of which was how I would have lost my life if not for Carlos' intervention. "D
Carla’s POV. I woke up to the loud shrilling noise of the alarm clock. I was disgusted by the noise and couldn’t help but grumble. “What the fuck is that? What kind of family is this? Can’t I sleep in peace anymore?” I grumbled as I slowly rose from bed, forgetting that I was not the only one in the room. I stretched my body as I yawned, running my hands through my hair. I was in a world of my world, not until I heard a cough from behind me; a cough that was meant to get my attention. At that moment, I knew I had fucked up. “What the hell? Did I just abuse his family in his presence?” I silently thought, as I covered my face in shame. “When you are done abusing my face, would you mind facing me? We have an unfinished discussion, don’t we?” his unstrained voice asked. With my eyes closed, I gradually turned to face him, scared of what awaited me. Opening my eyes, I got swept off my feet by what I saw right in front of me. There was a charming prince seated opposite me on
As she slowly walked through the garden filled with beautiful red roses and hibiscus flowers, the breeze gently blew against her face, making the strands of her curled hair drift against her smooth skin. She was putting on a short white dress, which accentuated her figure. The dress was decorated with pearls and stones, which shone under the sunlight.She slowly shut her eyelids to inhale the fresh air, which somehow consoled her troubled and restless mind. She smiled although deep down in her, she knew she wasn’t happy.She couldn’t get herself to be happy until she gets her revenge on them; on the people who repaid her kindness with evil. The ones who took her children away from her and made life a living hell for her. The thought of those sinners made her eyes flung open. She clenched her fists in frustration and gritted her teeth to show her hatred for them.She remembered how happy she was some years back before Carlos and Charles came into her life and turned it into a garden of...
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