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"Let me go, please!" she cried out. "I promised to make amends with you when everything goes well," she said when Marko was pulling her along. "I am not pregnant for you," she said. But Marko turned a deaf ear to her and still pulled her along. Brindle withdrew her hands abruptly. "I am no longer pregnant," she declared, her voice filled with anguish, and dropped to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Marko, perplexed, asked, "What are you saying?" Her hands on her head, she repeated, "I am not pregnant anymore," tears streaming down her face. "I am not pregnant anymore," she sobbed. "I don't believe you," he said skeptically, reaching out to take her hands, attempting to pull her up. Brindle revealed her flat stomach, exposing the fake pregnancy belly she had been wearing. It was a convincing deception, skillfully done. She bent down, crying. Marko, shocked, demanded answers. "What have you done with our baby, Brindle?" Marko shouted, losing his temper. He knelt beside her, demandin
Her eyes finally opened after several attempts. She lay still for a moment, trying to make sense of the room. Confusion marked her expression. Slowly, she raised herself, sitting on the bed before easing her body back down. She gently touched her head, a sign of a headache, and let out a sigh of pain. With bandages still wrapped around her head to address the severe injuries sustained in the accident She managed to free one of her legs from under the blanket and placed it on the floor. The second one followed suit. Sitting on the bed for a moment, she continued to piece together where she was and what had happened. Standing up, she tested her legs, but they began to shake from the prolonged sleep. She stumbled and fell to the floor, letting out a soft exclamation of pain. "Oh my, oh my, you’re alive, you’re alive!" Grandma Leta exclaimed as she entered the room for another round of prayers. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her on the floor. "My goodness, this is a miracle,
Gentle, you had a breakdown, the nurses have just left. How are you feeling now, my dear? Grandma asked, checking Natalie's forehead to see if her temperature had gone down. Natalie nodded. "Here, drink this water," Grandma said, handing her the glass. "Thank you," Natalie said. "Your relatives will be here soon, that's what the nurses said." Natalie looked at her with confusion when she heard that……….. Grandma Leta was about to leave her to rest for some time when Natalie grabbed her hands. "Thank you for everything," Natalie said with a face of appreciation. "Oh, you don’t have to," Grandma Leta smiled at her. "Now get some more rest," she said and walked out…………….. "I'm going to make something for you, I promise you, you will love it. That's one of my grandson's favorites," she smiled. She lay on the bed, staring at the rooftop, tears slowly streaming down her face to her neck.,………… ….…………………………………………………………………………………….. Canada……. We need to take our time with the wedding, Br
Natalie stared at him with a perplexed expression after what he had done. She took his hands in the same manner he had taken hers and slowly returned the handkerchief to him. "I don't need this," she said, giving him a stern look. Suddenly, he used his hands to hit the wall behind her, his demeanor shifting from friendly to more intense. Natalie, looking up at him as he loomed over her, felt a sense of unease. Slowly, he got closer, his face almost touching hers. Startled, Natalie covered her mouth, her eyes widening, and she summoned the courage to push him back… "What do you think you were about to do?" she said angrily, quickly covering her mouth again. He looked at her, silent for a moment, and then replied, wait, do you think I was going to kiss you? Very funny. That would be weird, especially kissing a weirdo like you………….. Natalie quickly removed her hands from her mouth, thinking, "Why would I even think like that? Letting someone like you kiss me," she said, giving him a ste
Slowly, to the right, make the touch more intimate, gaze into her eyes, hold her close to you... Natalie looked at him with disdain as he held her waist while they danced on the stage. "Cut, cut, cut," the director said. "I'm not feeling the presence of you guys," he continued. "Something is missing here. Miss Claus, please check your script well. I need the togetherness here," he emphasized. "Now, action," he said, and the production team went to work. They fixed the light on them in the center, taking it slow, to the right and left. "Position your bodies together, look at her," the director instructed. Liam stared deeply into her eyes as they danced slowly on the stage. Natalie looked at him, feeling uncomfortable with how he looked at her. "You have beautiful eyes," he said, continuing to stare deeply into her eyes, his hands wrapped tightly around her. Natalie blinked, gave him a stern look, and stepped on his foot slowly. "Aww, that hurt," he said while still looking at her.
"You don’t look like yourself these days, Sir," his assistant asked as he sat in his office chair, feeling a little dull. He raised his head, shook it, and replied, "Everything is alright, Tina," before continuing with his work. Tina persisted, "It doesn’t look like it." He smiled and said, "I am." "You haven’t been yourself since the Met Gala night. I have noticed the changes here and there." Richard looked up at her, smiled again, and remained silent. "You have a meeting with the board members in about an hour," she said and walked out. Richard stopped whatever he was doing, leaned back in his chair, and said nothing, his hands on his forehead……………………. He opened his drawer to retrieve something and came across a portrait of him and his ex-wife, Natalie. He took it out and smiled, gently touching Natalie's face in the image…….. Even as much as I miss you, I can't muster the courage to face your image because of the pain I've caused you, Nate. But can you blame me? An innocent
She wore a stunning red dress that wasn't too long, paired with black heels, and her face was touched with makeup that enhanced her beautiful features. Her earrings had a bit of red and black, complementing her overall look. She sat in the car with a heavy smile on her face beside Richard, who was dressed in his usual black suit. However, he seemed to be lost in thought, and his mind appeared to be elsewhere, only physically present in the car……… As they entered the hall, their guards followed closely, and cameras flashed, capturing moments not only of them but also of other prominent figures present at the event. "This is the dream I have always been dreaming of – cameras always in my face, people trying to take a picture of me. Whoa, I am living my stardom life... I love it here," she said to herself as she and Richard held hands and walked around the hall... "Hey, Mr. Wood, it's been a long time coming," someone said and shook his hands. The man looked at Brindle and greeted her
Where have you been, Brindle? I looked everywhere for you, I called your number, but it wasn’t going through. That's why I was forced to come home," Richard said, concerned. "Oh, Richard, I was out for a walk to clear my head a little. I just didn’t want to disturb you," Brindle said. "Clear your head? About what? What has been bothering you?" Richard asked and held her gently. "Well, about the whole people thinking I snatched you away from Natalie…you know I wouldn’t do such a thing. I wouldn’t even hurt a thing," Brindle said with teary eyes as she sat on the sofa. Richard stood up to pour her a glass of water. "Here, take it to calm down," he said, kneeling in front of her. "It doesn’t matter what people think, Brindle. I made a promise to marry you even before everything," he said and pulled her into a hug. Brindle hugged him back, and she smiled devilishly while patting his back. "Thank you, Richard. I know you will do anything to make me happy."………… He gently put her to sle
He stood at the grave's edge, his eyes fixed on the name etched into the stone...In loving memory of Brindle Gonzalez. Born 28th July 1994 to 2023...He bent slightly, still feeling the ache from the shot he'd taken days ago. In his hands, he loosely grasped a bouquet, their petals beginning to wilt like his own memories...As he gazed at the grave, a memory began to surface...As they hit the ground, Marko's arm wrapped tightly around her. He held her close, feeling her warm blood seep into his clothes, mixing with his own. Brindle's eyes, cloudy with pain, locked onto Marko's teary gaze.I... I... am sorry," he whispered. "I am sorry," he said as he gently touched her face.Brindle slowly shook her head. "No... no," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I am sorry for... for us not living our dream. Please... forgive me," she said weakly.Marko's tears dropped down as he looked at her, his heart breaking."Thank you for being the one who actually cared for me," she said, her voi
“How did you know I was here? I heard you’ve escaped from the cell,” Brindle said, aggressively pulling herself away from his touch. Marko stepped forward, but Brindle quickly backed away. “Don’t even try to make any move on me. You know just one call, and you’ll be back in the cell,” Brindle warned, pulling her phone from her pocket. “You need to stop this. You’ve done enough. Hurting more people won’t bring you peace or the dream you’re chasing after,” Marko pleaded. “What makes you think you can stop me, huh?” Brindle shouted, looking up at him with anger in her eyes. “I’m not trying to stop you, Brindle. I’m trying to save you from all this madness you’ve gotten yourself into. This path you’re on… It’s destroying you. Can’t you see that?” Marko said, his voice filled with concern. Brindle slammed her fists on the table, rattling the items on it. “You think I need saving?” she snarled. “You think I need you to tell me what to do? Hell no!” Her voice rose as she shouted. “You ha
"When is the groom going to show up? The sun is going down, and he still hasn't arrived," the priest said as he approached Grandma Leta, who was already stressed about Liam not showing up."He's going to be here soon. There must be traffic on the way," Grandma Leta replied with a shaky voice, her eyes scanning the surroundings anxiously.Just then, Aditi ran to her. "I still haven't gotten hold of him. His phone isn't going through," Aditi said with worry on her face."Oh my. What is going on?" Grandma Leta said, her voice trembling as she looked around helplessly.The guests began murmuring among themselves as the wedding was supposed to start at 2, and it was almost 4.….…………………………Natalie sat nervously in her room, her hands shaking as she stared at her phone.Both Rose and Alliah walked in, and she stood up to meet them. "Is he in?" she asked."No," Miss Rose said and paused, staring at Natalie. "He's still not here yet," she added, trying to keep her voice calm.Natalie's breath c
Two days earlier"Richard? What are you doing here?" Natalie was startled and stepped back as she saw him coming from the dark."Natalie, please. Don't go through with this. Don't get married," he said as he rushed to her, pleading."Richard, we've been through this. It's over between us. You were the one who ended everything, remember?" Natalie said as she looked away."You don't understand. There's so much you don't know. I never stopped loving you, even after you left. I can't just stand by and watch you marry someone else, please don’t do this to me""Let me know when you are done," Natalie said, her voice steady as she pulled back."I just...wish things could have been different. I was trapped by her...you know I owe her my life for saving me years ago, and I couldn't...""This has nothing to do with me, Mr. Wood," Natalie said as she cut him off.Richard fell to his knees as he held Natalie. "Please, Nate...please. You can't marry him. Don't do this to me, you're going to break
As Brindle walked into the hall, the TV mounted on the wall was playing a news segment, and the voice of the host caught her attention, causing her to stop in her tracks.In a dramatic turn of events, famous actress Natalie, who is popularly known for her role in Until I Die, was saved from the clutches of the notorious business tycoon and dark movie founder Mr. Whimper at his 25B residence after she was reported kidnapped. She is now safe and in good hands, the host announced.Brindle's eyes narrowed as she listened, her fingers gripping the arms of the chair nearby. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her eyes were glued to the screen as another host cheerfully chimed in. "And we have just learned that her wedding is soon.""Wow, another wedding. What a happy ending for her," the first host said."I know, right? She deserves all the happiness. I hope I get invited," the second host replied."Haha, me too," the first host said.A strangled cry escaped Brindle's lips as she took a step clo
"Haha, he's such a great guy, and I know he's going to make me the happiest girl on earth," Miss Rose said with a giggle as she shuffled on the sofa next to Natalie, sipping her beer.Natalie nodded with a smile, taking a slow sip of her beer before turning to Rose. "When are you going to give love a try, Miss Rose?"Rose sighed heavily and leaned back on the sofa. "I guess I'm just too beautiful. They all probably think I'm too good for them," she said dramatically, shoving a handful of potato chips into her mouth.Natalie chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I see," she said, looking at Rose out of the corner of her eye. "So your beauty is a curse, huh?"Rose nodded, trying to look serious despite the crumbs around her mouth. "Absolutely. It's a burden I must bear," she said, striking a mock-heroic pose.Natalie burst out laughing. "Well, maybe you need to find someone who appreciates your beauty and your love for potato chips!"Rose giggled, almost choking on her chips. "Ye
Natalie went to her knees. As she trembled with fear, her body shook uncontrollably. Liam quickly rushed to her side, knelt beside her, and wrapped his arms around her in a protective embrace. "You're safe now," he murmured, his voice filled with concern.Richard stood beside them, his eyes still fixed on the sky where the jet had disappeared. He clenched his fists, frustration, and anger evident on his face. He then turned and walked briskly towards the police."Make sure you find him," he said."We will make sure to trace him now. It's going to be difficult, but we will do everything we can," Officer So said while the other police officers secured the area, ensuring no further threats remained."I will keep a follow-up on this matter, I know Whimper," Richard said as he fixed his gaze back on the sky."We will keep a close watch and coordinate with international authorities. He won't get far," the officer assured.….……………………………………….Dressed in prison garb, he runs breathlessly throug
Sitting at a small metal table in the psychiatric hospital's dining room, Brindle poked at the unappetizing breakfast on her tray. The room was filled with the murmur of other patients, some lost in their own worlds, others engaging in muted conversations of nothingness.A group of three women, notorious for causing trouble, approached Brindle's table. One of them, a tall woman with unkempt hair, sneered down at her."Look at the little princess," she taunted, nudging Brindle's tray so the milk spilled over. "Too good for hospital food, huh?"Brindle stared at her face and clenched her fists, trying to compose herself. But the second woman, short and stout, grabbed a piece of toast off Brindle's tray, stuffed it into her mouth, and laughed hysterically."Leave me alone," Brindle said, her voice low and trembling with anger.The third woman, with a wild look in her eyes, leaned in close. "Or what? You'll cry for your mama?" she said with a laugh.Brindle's patience snapped and she stood
I was so scared," she whispered, her voice shaking as she flung her arms around Liam's neck."I won't let anything happen to you," he whispered back, his arms tightening around her as he stroked her hair.Natalie pulled away from his embrace, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at him with sorrowful eyes. "I'm sorry, Liam," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry for not telling you everything you needed to know about me."He slowly raised his hand, his fingers brushing against her lips to silence her. "Shh," he whispered gently. "It's okay. I'm here for you. All that matters is that you're fine," he said with a slight smile, his hand cradling her face as he spoke, his thumb stroking away her tears. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek in a soft, comforting kiss, then pulled her back into a tight hug."It's all going to be okay," he murmured into her hair.….…………………………"Let me in!" he shouted, his voice tinged with desperation. "You're going to lose your jobs