ROSY I couldn't find the right word for defense; all I could do was stutter and stammer. How did Madam Helen get her hands on this information? I thought Caleb said that they were wiped out; how did Madam Helen get her hands on it? Was it Caleb who gave it to her, is this the explanation he was telling me to get prepared for? I scoffed and ruffled my hair. Madam Helen sighed and leaned on the rails, staring at the garden below. “Did you kill him?” Madam Helen asked, but my mind was too blank to comprehend her question or leave an answer. “If you did, then tell me so I will find a way to cover it up and bury it!” she growled, and a cold, chilling feeling washed down my spine. Will she do that for me? Will she truly protect me if I do something monstrous like that? I stared at her in surprise, and slowly, my strength and confidence resurfaced. “I never knew he was going to die,” I whispered and she spun around, glaring at me in disbelief. “Did… you didn’t kill him,
ROSYThose words kept bouncing in and out of my head, giving me chills around my body.“Drive faster!” I snapped at the poor chauffeur who had been taking in the anger emitting from me.What do I tell Evan when I get home? How is he going to react if he gets to know about this? What am I going to do to make Madam Helen realize that Evan is not the kind of person she thinks he is?I sighed for the umpteenth time and ruffled my hair, wishing that I would find an answer, too.I have been put in a tight corner, now I’m going to have to choose between seeking revenge or finding love.“Turn around,” I said to the driver and he glanced back at me in confusion.“Where, ma’am?”I tilted my head, hardening my face and possibly, my heart and soul.“The cemetery,” I replied.He nodded and took a reverse, heading in the direction that led to the cemetery.When we got there, I stepped out of the car and walked into the burial ground, searching for my daughter’s tombstone with my angry
ROSY“Wait… wait… what?” I stammered, scoffing loudly.He is joking, right?He must be joking!“You are not being serious, are you?” I snapped, wishing that this would be a prank or something childish.Evan’s eyes remained blank and emotionless. There wasn’t any trace of humor or mischief in his large eyes. They looked serious and determined.I rushed to him and gripped his hand, pulling him desperately.“You are joking, right? Tell me you are joking, Evan!” I ranted, heaving loudly.“Let us end the relationship, Rosy. We are two worlds apart, it can never work between us,” he said coldly, without remorse.I gasped loudly and dropped to the floor, screaming my broken heart out.It felt like someone was trying to snatch my life away from my grip. I was dying slowly, my wrenching heart stopped beating and I tried desperately to breathe.Evan stepped away from me when I tried to grab his feet. My rheumy eyes followed him as he ascended the stairs and disappeared into his room
ROSY “Rosy?” A distinct voice echoed repeatedly as a pair of hands shook me. I snapped my eyes open and took in the sharp rays of light that flashed into my eyes. “Are you okay, Rosy?” the voice repeated and I tilted my head to the direction it came from. Veronica stared at me filled with concern and pity. “Veronica?” I gasped disappointedly and sat up. “You need to be strong if you want to get through this difficult moment of your life,” Veronica muttered and I snapped my eyes back to her face. Does she know anything? What could she be doing at my place by this time? “Evan told me to look after you after he is gone,” Veronica answered the question echoing in my head. “So, he told you?” I muttered and Veronica nodded. “He was afraid that you might do something stupid to yourself,” Veronica muttered, and my body began to break down again. Veronica sighed and clasped my hands into hers, arranging my disarrayed hair with her fingers. “I am sorry, I have not been a
ROSYI couldn’t believe that my entire family had turned against me. What baffles me the most is that Madam Helen is part of them, too.I thought I could trust her; I thought she would never abandon me like everyone else.But it seems I was born to live my life lonely and desolate with no one by my side.To my astonishment, they chose no one to side with aside the man that I crave for his soul, the man I can’t wait to stain my hands with his blood, bloody Caleb Thompson!My fist clenched, and I tried so hard to refrain from blowing up. I wanted to leave, but my numb feet wouldn’t move from their position.Madam Helen promised that she would make me an outcast. So, this was it; she kept to her word like she always does.She has flung me away like some piece of trash and has invited my father’s enemy to dine with her.“Are you okay, Rosy?” Alejandro’s voice seeped into my raging head and I looked at him, trying not to glare.“Yes, I am fine,” I muttered coldly.“You ended
ROSY“She isn’t much of trouble, though,” Veronica whispered as we stood at the end of the little bed, watching Daisy sleep peacefully.“She is such a sweet girl, just like Sherry,” Veronica must have said that subconsciously. She saw the look in my eyes and regretted saying it.“Let us go for a cup of coffee,” she quickly added.I nodded and left the room with Veronica. We walked silently to the coffee shop close to Veronica’s house and placed our orders before searching for a conversation we could start without involving Evan.“I might get into some issue with the Group,” I muttered and she huffed.“You’re always getting into trouble, what’s it this time around?” She asked, less interested in the conversation I was about to begin.I waited till the waiter dropped the cups of coffee before I continued.“I fought with Madam Helen,” I blurted out, and Veronica choked on her coffee. She coughed, gasping for breath as she slammed the cup of coffee on the table with her reddened
CALEB I gulped down the brandy and licked my lips as I stared at the dancefloor filled with ladies dancing seductively to the heavy beats of the music playing in the clubhouse. ‘The dancefloor’, as we call it, is a place in the clubhouse where atrocities and sex-making are found. It is easier to find a lady on the dancefloor than on the streets. That is one place that I hated in the clubhouse, and that place is what makes me avoid coming here with my crazy friends. I averted my gaze away from the dancefloor and glanced at my ‘so-called’ friends. “Why did you insist that we come here?” I snapped at Julius and Kim who wouldn’t stop arguing about a girl that broke up with Kim last night. They kept mute and faced me. “Come on, what’s up with you these days, huh?” Julius snapped and Kim cackled loudly. “He must still be mourning over his ex-wife,” Casper chipped and I shot him a glare. “Have fun!” Kim said, hitting his fist on my chest. “There are a lot of girls right
CALEBAnger rippled through me and replaced the strong desire that filled my soul.My dark eyes pierced into her, almost ripping her apart with it.She stepped back, staring popeyed at me. There was no single ounce of remorse or guilt in her eyes.“What are you doing here?” She snapped, narrowing her eyes at me.“Dance some more, bitch!” I heard someone spill trash amongst the crowd of hungry men lusting after her.“Who the hell said that!” I growled and some of them backed away and crept back to the corners of the clubhouse.“I did,” a tough-looking man with the same voice staggered out.“What are you going to do?” he smirked, flexing his muscles.Cheers rose among his supporters.I clenched my jaw and dashed after him, but a bulky man came between us.“Stop it, stop it, okay?” The man bellowed and roughly pushed the man back into the crowd.“Hey, you can’t get into a fight here; if you want that, then you got to do it outside,” the man pointed at the exit door.I sighe