After the sudden death of their parents, two step-sisters, Carla and Catherine, are left to fend for themselves. Carla sacrifices her education to support Catherine, working tirelessly to make ends meet while Catherine’s life remains untouched by struggle. In love, Carla gives up her dream to help her boyfriend, Charles, pursue his dream of becoming a surgeon. Months after he travels abroad to study, Carla discovers she is pregnant with his child. But when Charles returns, Carla uncovers a devastating betrayal—Charles has been cheating with Catherine’s friend, Ivory, and they have a child together. Heartbroken, Carla is abandoned at the altar by Charles, who chooses to be with Ivory instead. In the aftermath, Carla’s daughter, Mia, falls gravely ill. Despite Carla’s desperate pleas, no one comes to her aid, and Mia tragically dies. Carla vows revenge and in bid of that enters a contract marriage with Carlos, Catherine’s ex, intending to destroy her step-sister. But Carlos is still in love with Catherine, pulling Carla deeper into a web of lies and deceit. Just when Carla believes she has lost everything, she is saved by Henry Wordsworth, heir to TJX Fashion Company. With Henry’s help, she embarks on a quest for revenge, determined to take down everyone who wronged her. But what happens when she discovers that the parents of her newfound love, Henry, are the ones behind her parents' deaths?
View MoreCarla’s POV. “What ...... what did you just say?” my voice shook, and my eyes widened in disbelief. I was still trying to process the shock of what I heard when a voice emerged from the darkness. “Just exactly what you have heard” a terrifying masculine voice replied, sending a chill down my spine. I could hear slow, deliberate footsteps approaching me from behind. Immediately Susan heard the voice and saw the being, she collapsed onto the floor in sheer terror. It was him – our subject of discussion. Finally, the footsteps stopped. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. Summoning courage, I turned around to face him but instead of one, I was met with three familiar faces- Aunt Stephanie, Carlos and Catherine. That time around, Catherine wasn’t sitting in her wheelchair- she was standing on her two legs, and it was then I realized that they had all been in the game together right from the onset. Their expression was unreadable, and their gazes were masked wit
Carla’s POV. "What… are you saying? What do you mean you’re carrying Carlos’ child? Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?” I stuttered, finding it hard to wrap my head around her confession. “I know it’s hard for you to believe Miss, but I am telling the truth. I have been his sex toy for quite a long time” she whispered, lowering her gaze in shame. “Wait, are you being real right now? You mean you and Carlos have been having something together behind my back?” My voice shook, with a mix of disbelief and anger. Hesitantly, she nodded her head, biting her lower lip as if she were afraid of my reaction. “I didn’t do it on my own accord – he forced me. I sincerely wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how to inform you that I had been sharing your man with you all along. I am sorry”. My heart pounded violently at her words. I felt numbness overpower my strength and I staggered, holding onto the rail for support. So, Catherine wasn’t the only one he cheated on me with? Ano
Carla’s POV. I was seated on the bed that day, looking at the pictures of Catherine, which I had taken in secret, meeting with people from Carlos’ company. I was trying to see if I would be able to find anything suspicious which I could use against her. Just then, my phone rung and it was a call from the person I least expected. At first, I didn’t want to pick up the call but eventually I did, wanting to hear her out and hoping I would be able to get the evidence I needed from her. Upon picking the call, the receiver’s end fell silent. She neither made a sound nor spoke. I instantly became worried- thinking that something had happened to her, or she was in some kind of danger. “Susan, are you there?” I calmly asked, wanting to confirm if she was still with me. But she still didn’t say anything. I stayed on the call for some minutes, hoping she would say something when she was finally ready. Tired of being left hanging, I threatened to hang up on her. “Call me when you are
Carla’s POV. The days that followed were hell for me. I woke up every single day blaming myself for being the cause of their deaths. Although I wasn’t the one who poisoned or pushed them off the rooftop, I was still indirectly involved in their deaths. “If not for me, they wouldn’t have died. If Catherine doesn’t hate me, they would still be alive” I kept on telling myself every day. Day by day, Carlos became distant. He barely came home and whenever he did, he was always drunk to stupor. He became a nuisance and stopped going to the company. Uncle Chris had to fill in his position at the company, just to ensure everything ran smoothly.He refused to bury them, hammering on the fact that he needed time to accept that they were finally gone. I had approached him on several occasions, requesting us to talk but his response was always: “I have nothing to say to you”. After that encounter, Susan resigned and left the mansion. I wasn’t even aware of that until I heard it from one o
Carla’s POV. “You may leave now” Aunt Stephanie instructed Susan, who was still on her knees, crying. Sluggishly, she rose to her feet and made her way to the door but before she stepped out of the room, she looked at me. Her eyes were filled with regret and longing. There was heaviness in them – a silent desperation for my forgiveness. Tears escaped her eyelids, slowly trailing down her cheeks – tears of the apology, she couldn’t bring herself to say. And with that, she walked away, never looking back. “You are lucky that Carlos intervened in this matter. If I was left alone to decide what to do with you, I would have made you rot in jail forever. Like Carlos said, go and never come back. I never want to see your face in the house again, you bitch!!” Aunt Stephanie roared. “Let’s go, Catherine. This murderer isn’t worth our time” she further said, grabbing the wheelchair handle, ready to wheel Catherine out of the room. “Can you go ahead first, Aunt? I would love to have a c
Carla’s POV. Finally, the door creaked open, and Aurora stepped in, with Susan trailing behind her. Susan hesitated by the door, her eyes fixed on the ground, avoiding everyone's eyes. “Come in” Carlos commanded, gesturing for Susan to walk in. She obeyed and stood in front of Carlos. “Now, face her and repeat all that you had told me in her presence” he ordered, his gaze not leaving Susan’s face. The look in Susan’s eyes was full of guilt and fear which hinted that she had already chosen her side. Before she opened her mouth to talk, I had already known where that was going to end. Susan swallowed hard; her hands clenched in front of her. She let out a heavy breath before she finally looked up at me for the first time since she entered. The betrayal in her eyes said it all. That she wasn’t on my side – she never was. “I ... I” she stammered, taking a pause before she continued. “I poisoned the food. Miss Carla told me to do so. She never said the drug would make them die.
Carla’s POV. “Carla, open the damn door!!” the loud banging on the door, pulled me out of my slumber. For the past four days that I had gotten back into that house, I had not been able to get a good sleep because of the reoccurring dream of Zoe calling onto me to join her, every time I shut my eyes. I was just about to get some sleep when I heard the banging on the door. “Carla, I know you are in there. Open this damn door right now or else, I am going to break it down!!” I heard Carlos' yell again, continuously banging on the door. I could hear Aunt Stephanie’s voice, telling him to calm down. I was too weak to get up. Nothing had passed through my esophagus in the past four days, not even water. I didn’t have the appetite to eat. I just locked myself up in Zoe’s room for days, drowning myself in sorrow. No one bothered to check up on me – not even Carlos. But now that they were standing at the door, I wondered what the problem was. I gathered the last of my strength and
Carla’s POV. I was left all alone, feeling abandoned. The disdainful feeling of being betrayed collided with that of mourning. I was mourning the death of my loved ones and at the same time, burning with rage at the ones that had forsaken me. “How could Catherine have gone this far? She even killed her son just to see me fall? Is she truly that heartless?” those questions lingered on my mind as I curled myself up in a corner of the room. The room was enveloped by silence, and I couldn’t have been more frustrated and despairing. I needed someone to console me – to assure me that everything would be okay. I wanted someone to come to save me, but no one did - not even Carlos. The only being who had always paid attention to me and consoled me was gone and ironically, I was being accused of being her murderer. I felt like I was locked out of the world. I couldn’t stand up from where I was curled. I just remained there for what felt like eternity, slowly embracing sadness and sile
Carla’s POV. At the point where I was fixated, tears slowly escaped from my eyelid, streaming down my eyes. I was left all alone – abandoned by the man I had thought would believe me and stay by my side. “If everything Catherine said turns out to be true, I will make you regret ever messing with my family. I won’t allow my mother’s killer to go scot-free. Trust me” Aunt Stephanie threatened before angrily storming out of the room, with Aurora and Uncle Chris trailing behind her. But not without them eyeing me disgustingly. I was left all alone with Catherine, who was putting a satisfying and mockery smile on her face. “Catherine, why are you doing this to me again? What have I done to deserve all this? Just why?” I asked her tirelessly, my voice barely a whisper. I was too exhausted to yell – too tired to fight back. Carlos’ hurtful words drained out all the energy I had left within me and my desire to expose Catherine’s lies and be clean of the accusations slowly began vani
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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