Sasha watched the leaving man in the wheelchair through her window. She can hear the thumping of her heart loud in her ears, did he just call her name? And twice even. She watched him get into his car longingly, she has missed him, his figure, his face, his voice, she has missed everything and she thought she was getting over him, what a joke.
All it took was to see his face again and her heartbeat increased, what made her think she could forget a love that had been nurtured for fourteen years? Why is she secretly happy that he refused to sign the papers? No Sasha! She screamed in her mind, don't be lead by your heart again, you have to let him go, you are not meant to be. This feeling of ecstasy won't last for long, he might have been gentle with you just now but that doesn't mean he will forever, he doesn't love you, he doesn't value you and what's worse? He will never do, he said so himself.A voice in her head reprimanded her and as if to prove itself right, it reminded heSasha left her parents home to hers in other to get ready to meet her girls. She saw Craig walking to her door and she horned for him before parking her car in the driveway "hey" she said as got down from the car.Craig smiled and walked up to her "long time no see. I didn't even notice the car was absent.""Really, why?""I guess I'm blinded by missing you too much."Sasha rolled her eyes dramatically "tell me about it."Craig chuckled "so" he puts his hands in his jean pockets "what's up?""Nothing really" she shrugged and thought about telling him about Michael's visit "Michael came over today.""What?" Craig was shocked before feeling pained as he asked "he asked for forgiveness?""Not really" she leaned on her car with her arms folded on her chest "he kind of gave me a proposition or something.""Really, what's that?""You know I sent him the divorce papers" when Craig nodded, she continued "he refused signing it."Craig frowned "why?""I don
Sasha parked in the parking lot of the restaurant that she usually meet with her friends in. She got down and walked into the restaurant, Janet and the girls were already seated in their favourite booth and she walked closer to them "hi girls.""Well, you are early today unlike the rest" Agatha pointed out and the rest laughed. Sasha rolled her eyes before sliding into the booth next to Agnes and Marilyn."Have you ordered?" She asked."Yep and we got you your usual" Janet answered "so what's up, you said something about having something to tell us on the phone.""Yea. Guess what?" Sasha asked.The women looked at each other before looking at her again "you have finally know your secret admirer?" Agnes gave it a shot and Sasha shook her head."You had a one night stand with Craig?" Agatha guessed causing the rest to all roll their eyes."Everything about you has to be sex" Marilyn accused "sometimes I wonder how Henry managed to survive living with you.""Hey
Sasha got home later in the day, her mind was in turmoil, even though she told herself she won't take him back, she still can't stop thinking on what Janet said, what if Michael really wants to get her back? Then if so, does it mean he loves her or better still might love her later in the future? Does it mean she has a chance of replacing that woman in his heart?No, no, no Sasha, don't think about these things, you said you will let him go, let him go, she cautioned herself, don't rise your hope for nothing, what if Janet is wrong? What if Michael doesn't really want to get her back and just cared about his reputation like he said? What will happen then? She will just give herself another heartbreak. No, no, no, she is not going to take that chance, she is not going to cry a tear for him again, even if she still loves him, even if she still care, she will never let it show again and that is a promise.She stood up and went into her kitchen to get a glass of lemonade when she
Michael was shocked when his office door was thrown open, he looked up to glare at the intruder when he saw his mother and he couldn't help but sigh.Vanessa walked forward and sat in the chair opposite him with a sly smile on her face. Michael almost groaned when he saw that smile and he knew she knows something "Sasha called me yesterday" she said with a smile "she told me about your condition before signing the divorce papers."Michael felt his heart missed a beat "are you here to confront me then?""What do you think? You and I know very well that in three months time you will even be driving a car, so why claim that you are to walk in three months time to her?"Michael heaved a deep sigh, he is going to kill Gary the next time he sees him, if he hadn't told his mother about his recovery then she wouldn't have found out about his plan "you asked me to work in my marriage, and I'm doing exactly that.""Really, by tiring her down?""Mom, you already made it clear
Michael wheeled himself into the bedroom after Gary left, he saw Sasha busy unpacking her bags and hanging the clothes in her wardrobe, she looked up at him briefly before continuing what she was doing. Michael got closer to the bed and stopped, he watched her silently not knowing what to do or say. True that she is not happy with him but he could not contain the joy of having her back in his room, how long has it been? He can't even remember but he knew he was the reason she moved out in the first place. If he hadn't thrown her out of the room that night then she wouldn't have moved to the guest room."Need a hand?" He asked, his voice might sound calm and firm but he was breaking inside out of fear. Without knowing, his palms has turned sweaty.Sasha paused in her action and looked at him, her mind trying to comprehend what she just heard, did Michael offered to help her? She looked intently at him, trying to see his usual mocking look whenever he makes that offer but she re
Michael wheeled himself to his mini bar, he poured himself a bottle of red wine, he took a sip and stared at his legs, he knew his action is not helping him, Dr. Cage told him he has to use his crutches regularly so that he legs would master carrying his weight again but here he was, back in his wheelchair all because he wants to keep the woman he loves close to him and if sitting in a wheelchair is going to make her stay by his side, then he don't mind sitting in a wheelchair.He heaved a deep sigh as he took a sip from his glass, he stared at the staircase and his mind ran to the woman in the bathroom. When was the last time a woman bathed in his bathroom? She was the first woman to bathe in his bathroom and she is going to be the only one. He sat in his wheelchair and took little sips from his glass, he didn't even know long has passed until Gary walked in.Gary approached him and sighed as he saw that his boss was drinking and knew that he and his mistress might have had a
Michael sat in his wheelchair in the living room, his eyes constantly looking at the time. It was already 10:25 and Sasha was not yet back. He was getting worried and to make it worse, he don't even know where she is, not that he can't find out if he wants to but that he doesn't want to. No more stalking her, he won't to try to not know ahead of time anymore, he will only know where she is if she tells him and will only have people look for her if he feels something is wrong. He looked at the dinning table at the already cold food and sighed.Gary had brought the dinner almost four hours ago but he refused to eat, he was prepared to wait for her and will only eat when he was sure she has eaten.Gary walked up to him again "boss, don't you think you should eat? Even if it's a bite, it has already passed the time for your medicine.""No, I will wait for her."Gary sighed as he heard the reply he has gotten for the tenth time he had asked him to eat "but mistress looks like
Sasha opened her eyes cause of the sunlight on her face, the light blinded her eyes and she blinked for some moment to regain her vision only to see a man sitting near the window, she creased her brows and wondered when was the last time she woke up to see a man in her room "good morning" she heard this deep magnetic voice and her heart fluttered, did she just received a morning greeting? She peered at the man sitting and her heart palpitated, ever since she had married him, apart from the morning after the night with endless pleasure, she has never woken up to see him in the room. He would either be in the shower or be gone already, so why is he still here?"You are not the morning type" he chuckled "I have always known that actually but never knew you wakes so late" he wheeled himself closer to the bed only for her to see he was already dressed for work, she looked at his face to see him biting his lower lips nervously? She wondered why that is possible."Why are you still h