We stood in the ward gazing at her, tears streaming down my face; her mother and friend were unable to hold back theirs. Mr. Richard sported a slight smile, indicating the relief that she had returned to us. She had narrowly escaped death. She scanned our faces. She didn't react, exhausted and pale. "We conducted a series of tests; she must abstain from alcohol from now on to avoid any further complications. However, I'll prescribe some medication to aid in her recovery. Let me just say this. Fortunately, the wounds weren't too severe. Nonetheless, she's fortunate to have survived such a situation as many do not; this means life is granting her a second chance," the doctor stated. I could completely relate to his mention of a second chance. What would have happened if Ms Jadesola hadn't arrived there at the time of the incident? The doctor excused himself with the nurse who was accompanying him. "Mom... Mr. Richard... Jade... Bella..." She murmured weakly as she looked at us. "I'm so
We discovered a restaurant close by that was situated outside the hospital grounds. It was quite convenient to dine there. Mr. Richard ordered for himself and generously allowed me to choose whatever I wanted. After picking a table, we settled in and waited for our food. "How are you, Bella?" he inquired, and I felt like he had peered into my soul and seen my struggles. "I'm managing, sir," I responded. "Thank you, Bella. You are more than just a personal assistant. You genuinely care for her," he remarked. "And I believe she recognizes that too," he added. "I'm just doing my job, sir," I politely replied. "Do you think I'm unaware? You are juggling work and her simultaneously. You must be some kind of superhuman. I've known Jọláadé for years, and I've noticed that she needs frequent reminders of her worth and that she is loved unconditionally. Lately, she seems preoccupied and has allowed others' opinions to affect her," he commented. "I recall a time when she had a falling out
Mr Richard had announced a brief meeting with the department heads as he would be leaving for the UK the next day. I couldn't skip work because it was crucial for me to be there. The purpose of the meeting was to inform them about a new change that was going to happen. Mr Richard had tried to convince Ms Jolaade to take a long-term leave until she recovered, but she refused. Her mother stepped in and persuaded her to focus on getting better."He's just going to fill in for you until you're well enough to come back to work. Take the time to find yourself and learn to love yourself again. You should do this for everyone's sake. Let work take a back seat for a while," Mr Richard persuaded her until she agreed to take the leave.The meeting started early, catching most of the staff off guard. The department heads were surprised by the idea of bringing in a temporary boss, but Mr Richard explained that it was in the best interest of both the company and Jolaade.He noticed their concerns a
ZACH’S POV BERLIN, GERMANY. Weeks have passed since I stormed out of the room after she admitted to sleeping with her Ex. I was overcome with anger and couldn't bear to look at her. Seeing the video only intensified my fury, leading me to block her on social media and from contacting me. The cherished relationship I held dear came to an abrupt end. It almost impacted my work in Germany, making it challenging to focus. I didn't care to find out how the video ended up on the internet, but I do know it wouldn't have happened if she hadn't done it. Upon learning of her suicide attempt, the news quickly circulated across the internet, casting a shadow over my days. Christian informed me as soon as she was confirmed to be alive but in a state of unconsciousness. Despite his urging for me to return home, my obligations in Germany kept me from doing so. I made the difficult decision to remain abroad and receive updates from Christian. I was aware that I would likely be perceived as the v
BELLA’S POV It was the weekend, and fortunately, the doctor gave her permission to go home, providing guidance on medication and lifestyle. She was not comfortable staying alone without assistance. Therefore, the plan was for Ms Jade to accompany her home to recuperate while I escorted her mother to the mainland to gather some belongings to stay with her temporarily. The journey to the mainland was convenient, and we finally reached her residence. As she disembarked from the vehicle, she adjusted her garment and retrieved her keys from her bag. While she proceeded towards the entrance, I ensured to secure the car to prevent falling victim to the prevalent crimes in the vicinity. Observing her standing in front of the door with a perplexed expression, I approached her and inquired about the issue. She remained still, gazing at the door, and confessed, "I vividly remember locking the door." She turned the doorknob, entered cautiously, and I followed. The room was shrouded in darkness
JOLAADE’S POV As I began to emerge into the public eye, becoming a prominent figure with all eyes on me, there was one particular fear that consumed me. It was my greatest dread, a haunting spectre from my past, a profound internal conflict... I was terrified that people would uncover that part of me if they delved deeper into my life. However, things took a different turn when my Ex resurfaced, the sex video was leaked, and I wanted it all to end. Fortunately, I was given a second chance at life, thanks to those who supported me. However, I was beginning to feel remorse for being given another opportunity in life. I deeply longed for the choice to have given up rather than face my worst nightmare resurfacing. Benson was standing directly outside my front door. I could curse my luck for seeming to be working against me. He ought to have simply been left to languish in prison. What have I possibly done to warrant this? >>>> I awoke and found myself reclining on my bed. The only ot
"Enough!" I exclaimed, leaving them taken aback. "Terminate the call immediately," I demanded. "But we're doing this for your benefit," Jade argued. "Please, end the call now," I implored, tears welling up in my eyes. Reluctantly, they ended the call. It all began one afternoon when Christian and Jadesola met at my place and couldn't understand why Zach hadn't reached out to me despite what I had been through in recent weeks. They believed he should have forgiven me by now for a video from the past. So, they decided to call him through Jade's phone to confront him. They had the phone on speaker, resting on my elegant coffee table while they sat on the couch. "Hey," he greeted over the phone, unaware of their intentions. "How much longer do you need to dwell on the past?" Jade was the first to speak. "Not this again," he sighed. "What do you mean? You're not God. It's time to move on," Jade added. "Brother, letting go is the best course of action. You should call her, you kn
BELLA’S POV It was the beginning of a new week and we all had to gather at the office early to welcome the new boss, who happened to be Mr. Richard's cousin. The morning rush hour was in full swing, as it typically is in the city on any given workday, especially on Mondays. There's just something about Mondays that makes everything so hectic. I made sure to beat the traffic, get the office space ready, and ensure that all the staff were present and prepared. "ETA in three minutes," I informed the staff once we had finished making all the necessary arrangements to make a good impression. We all assembled at the reception area, with me holding a bouquet as a customary way of welcoming important guests. To our surprise, the new boss was not the middle-aged man we were expecting; instead, he was a young man in his thirties, escorted in by the firm's security officers. Wow! He was unbelievably good-looking, like a special appearance character from a movie. His well-tailored double-brea