Omniscient POV.That morning, their parents were supposed to meet with an investor who had given positive feedback. After having breakfast as a family, the two sisters were dropped off at school by their parents. The siblings wished their parents best of luck with their meeting.Before zooming off and bidding them goodbye, their parents promised them to be back home early and celebrate with them if the meeting with the investor was a success."We will see you at home. We promise to come back early" their Mum had said as she beamed with joy. Right in front of them, their parents' car zoomed off, but what they didn't know was that the next time they would see their parents, they wouldn't be alive.The siblings entered their school premises and resumed to their various classes. Few hours into their school activities, something happened.‘Have you seen the news?" Amelia asked eagerly."What news?" Beatrice asked, confused." I just saw the news that Carla’s parents got involved in a car ac
Omniscient POVLife living with their aunt Ivory, was just as they had expected. Ivory and Isabelle were never close although, they both lived in the same city. Ivory was Isabella’s stepsister, and they never had a good rapport.Ivory never wanted to accommodate Carla and Catherine, but she had no other option as she was their only relative. Ivory made life a living hell for them as she made Carla and Catherine work part-time to feed themselves.Both Carla and Catherine were in their 12th grade and were about sitting for their Scholastic Aptitude Test. Catherine was a slow learner who couldn’t cope with reading and studying at the same time and so, Carla stopped her from working and admonished her to focus on studying as she would work to feed them both.Carla worked her butt off to provide for herself and Catherine and at the same time, studying. Carla worked hard and was able to pay the SAT fee for both her and Catherine since their aunt said she couldn’t afford to pay for the fees.
Omniscient POV.Catherine, with the help of Carla, started her master program and while doing her masters, she met Carlos, a rich grandson and the only grandchild of T & K Fashion Group. The duo fell in love but what Carlos didn't know was that Catherine only loved him for his money.To Carlos, Catherine was his last bus-stop, his missing piece but to his lover on the other hand, he was merely her ATM, her ladder to climb up to success and her means of getting out of her wretched life.Carla on the other hand, was still into her fish business and at the same time, had a boyfriend with whom she was deeply in love with. Charles, Carla’s boyfriend was also in love with her (so she had thought) and had always dreamt of becoming a surgeon but because of his poor family background, he couldn’t pursue his dream.Being a dropout just like Carla, they both worked very hard hoping that one day, things would become better. Due to the love Carla had for Charles; she had been saving up without the
Omniscient POV.Carla was stunned by what she had seen at the airport. She couldn't move. She stood frozen, trying to process what she had witnessed. Her hands trembled, and her legs felt rooted to the spot as her mind raced.Several thoughts and questions began to run through her mind, wondering whom the lady was and if she had mistaken their relationship. Just so Charles wouldn’t be aware of her presence, Carla avoided him at the airport.She watched as the unknown lady bid Charles goodbye and entered a cab. The unknown lady seemed oddly familiar, but she couldn’t place where she had seen the lady before. Carla, who was lost in thought, was brought back into reality by her ringing phone. ‘Hello, where are you?’, It was Charles on the line, asking for Carla’s whereabouts. ‘I am at …………. home’, Carla responded stammering, still trying to get over the shock of what she had seen."Okay. I just alighted from the plane, and I had thought you would come get me at the airport, but you are
Omniscient POV.Carla and Charles went on several dates after the proposal and a date was fixed for their wedding. As the wedding date was fast approaching, things took an unexpected turn. Charles had suggested Carla stopped her fish business and go back to school, which Carla accepted and promised to take a step towards that after their wedding.Since the night of the proposal, Carla had stopped suspecting Charles since he had explained whom the lady was and had declared his undying love for her and their daughter, Mia. Two weeks to their wedding, Carla got an invitation to her high school reunion.She had never gone in the past years as she had been busying trying to make a living. But since Charles was back and everything had begun to change, she decided to go and refresh her high school memories. What she didn’t know was that, the decision she made of going, would be her worst decision ever.On getting to the reunion, she met her classmates and her best friend, Amelia who were so
Omniscient POVCarla sat there, dumbfounded by the words that just pierced her ears. She was lost in her own thought trying to process and figure out what she had just heard.Her mind was a whirlwind of confusion, struggling to grasp the truth of what Ivory had just said. She was oblivious of her surrounding as she was lost in the storm of her emotions.‘I ……. but he told me you two are ……………...’, Carla forced herself to say with a trembling voice, but was cut short by Ivory.‘Can we talk outside if you do not mind?’, Ivory’s voice, which was strangely calm and contrasting with Carla’s inner turmoil said. Carla, holding onto her handbag for support, stood with her shaky legs, and followed Ivory with her heart pounding in her chest. As soon as they left, Amelia turned to face Catherine, with a 'What the Fuck is going on look' on her face, but Catherine only rolled her eyes before walking away.Both Ivory and Carla made their way to the restaurant's rooftop and as soon as they got the
Carla's POV. That night, I couldn't bear to find my way home. I was heartbroken, devastated and sad. I didn't know how to face the man I had spent years of my life loving. Dedicated my life to him, gave up my dream for him just to ensure he achieved his. But only to be repaid with betrayal, heartbreak and infidelity. I stood up from where I had sat, made my way down the rooftop but didn't go back into the restaurant. Instead, I walked around aimlessly and absentmindedly. I found myself in a park, where I sat for hours, staring blankly into the sky, as tears of pain, disappointment and betrayal rolled down my cheeks. I wasn't mentally and emotionally ready to see his face ...... to confront him ..... ask him why he did me so much bad. So, I opted to lodge at an hotel to gather my thoughts. But, that was one of the worst decisions I ever made. I dragged my drained soul to the hotel reception, wanting to lodge in but I couldn't believe whom I had seen there. It was Charles and his m
Carla's POV "What ..... What are you talking about? What mistress?" Charles questioned, feigning ignorance, pretending as if he didn't understand what I was talking about. His facial expression was so innocent that I would have believed he was innocent, if not that I had seen him myself. I scoffed, as I ravaged my hand through my hair, trying to calm myself down, while the other hand rested on my hip. "What the hell am I talking about? Are you fucking kidding me? Did you just feign ignorance right now?" I yelled, feeling frustrated at how well he could pretend. "Babe, calm down. What's going on? Are you nervous because of the wedding? I quite understand you but everything would be fine. You are going to make a beautiful bride that day" he said smiling, as moved towards me, trying to hold my hands but I refused. "Don't you dare touch me" I warned, as I yanked his hands away from mine. His smile faded away, confusion was written all over his face as if he didn't know what I was tal
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.His shoulder
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
“Who is there? I am coming!!” I heard the sweet and melodious voice of my friend Amelia yell. I was standing by her doorstep, drenched and looking distraught. After having run away from home, wanting to escape from the betrayal that was eating me up and choking me, I wandered around for a while, not knowing where to go. Eventually, I found myself standing at Amelia’s front door, the only place I could go to for comfort. “Carla?” Amelia said, surprised to see me standing in the heavy rain, drenched. She hurriedly rushed to me and with her help, I got into her sitting room. “Babe? What’s the problem? Why are you like this?” she queried, upon we entering her apartment, with worry etched on her face. I was too emotionally troubled to say anything and instead of uttering some words, I burst into tears. One thing I loved about Amelia was that, she was the only one who understood me the most; the one who saw through the sadness behind my fake smile. Instead of her to probe me furt
Carla's POV "What ..... What are you talking about? What mistress?" Charles questioned, feigning ignorance, pretending as if he didn't understand what I was talking about. His facial expression was so innocent that I would have believed he was innocent, if not that I had seen him myself. I scoffed, as I ravaged my hand through my hair, trying to calm myself down, while the other hand rested on my hip. "What the hell am I talking about? Are you fucking kidding me? Did you just feign ignorance right now?" I yelled, feeling frustrated at how well he could pretend. "Babe, calm down. What's going on? Are you nervous because of the wedding? I quite understand you but everything would be fine. You are going to make a beautiful bride that day" he said smiling, as moved towards me, trying to hold my hands but I refused. "Don't you dare touch me" I warned, as I yanked his hands away from mine. His smile faded away, confusion was written all over his face as if he didn't know what I was tal
Carla's POV. That night, I couldn't bear to find my way home. I was heartbroken, devastated and sad. I didn't know how to face the man I had spent years of my life loving. Dedicated my life to him, gave up my dream for him just to ensure he achieved his. But only to be repaid with betrayal, heartbreak and infidelity. I stood up from where I had sat, made my way down the rooftop but didn't go back into the restaurant. Instead, I walked around aimlessly and absentmindedly. I found myself in a park, where I sat for hours, staring blankly into the sky, as tears of pain, disappointment and betrayal rolled down my cheeks. I wasn't mentally and emotionally ready to see his face ...... to confront him ..... ask him why he did me so much bad. So, I opted to lodge at an hotel to gather my thoughts. But, that was one of the worst decisions I ever made. I dragged my drained soul to the hotel reception, wanting to lodge in but I couldn't believe whom I had seen there. It was Charles and his m