"Hmmm. Susan, I need to tell you something, something that will be hard to say and even harder to believe. But I need you to listen, please. Growing up living with my aunt, whom I loved so much. She was like a second mother to me. But little did I know that the woman I adore is," he breathes heavily. "In fact, the devil herself." Susan, knowing nothing is wowed, "What do you mean, Xander? How could your aunt be...?"Interrupting her, Xander continues. "Just listen, Susan. It's important you understand as it might help you remember some things alright. My aunt recently confessed everything to me. This week, she finally got to pay for her crimes and is now in prison. She is charged with murder, kidnapping, and manipulation. It's unimaginable what she has done." He hisses.With an unbelievable look on her face, she adjusts to ask him. "Murder? kidnapping? I can't believe it. Who did she...?" "She killed her only sister because she was obsessed with a man. That man was my father. My aun
With the insistence in his tone, ketty asks the nurse to stand behind her. "We need immediate medical help here! She has lost consciousness, and we need to examine her condition thoroughly. Please call for another doctor to stand by."Both Xander and John exchange worried glances and quickly leave the room to find another doctor while Ketty focuses on examining Susan. As they step out, they sight a doctor coming out from the ward near to that of Susans. He stops him, explaining the matter. "Ooh, that's what the scream earlier on was about?" "Yes, doctor." "Let's get going then." He follows them."Come on, Susan, wake up." Ketty keeps muttering to herself. "I shouldn't have let you walk out on your own, regardless of your insistence. What have I done?" She pats her forehead, blaming herself.---Several moments pass as Ketty carefully checks Susan's vital signs, monitors her breathing, and performs various neurological tests. When the other doctor steps in again after a while, he loo
An hour since the blood transfusion and the machines read loudly. Susan slowly opens her eyes, her vision blurry at first. As her surroundings come into focus, her first sight gazes at Xander, sleeping on a small couch nearby. She tries to sit up, feeling groggy and disoriented, but she still holds up persistent to wake up but she falls back asleep. As soon as ketty hears some sounds, she stands to observe Susan. Just then, Xander wakes up, feeling so tired. He rubs his eyes, looking around the room, seeing John Ketty, who appears to be staring. "What..." He chuckles, surprised. "What happened? Why is everyone staring at me and is she okay?" He takes a fast glance at Susan.John relieved, smiles back at Xander's facial expression. "Bro, you're awake. Susan had a moment of distress after the blood transfusion, but she's stable now. We're still trying to figure out what caused it. There is surely nothing to worry about.""She is showing signs of waking up. Let's stay by her side and mon
"Meehhn... That was hectic but cool, though." John bounces on the couch. They just got back from the hospital. The two elbow bodied lover men, sits across from each other, excitement radiating from their faces with Susan in the living room. They already decided to get married on the same date, a year ago, as a symbol of their love and commitment. While ketty hastens her way upstairs to clean up Susan's room up as to make it conducive for her. As a patient coming back from the hospital doing this isn't right. Coming down stairs, Susan stands up to join Ketty go upstairs to her room but Ketty stops her. "Susi, you just have to pick up a few important things you'll needing because you're not staying here alone.""Er...–""No, no, no." Ketty waves her finger. "It's not an option and if I remember vividly, I didn't ask for your opinion."Susan's jaw drops."Then where do I go? If I don't stay here." "You're staying with your man in his apartment."Susan shakes her head in disagreement. "No
Walking to the window, I fold my arms and stare at the pan of glass as thoughts travel across my mind. So far, so good. I have all that I ever wished and worked for except for one that sparks my interest. The word "Love", they say, is a special feeling, but I can prove that it's just an excuse to act in a particular way. They can't really blame me for my perspective about Love, coming from a young man living with the pains and bitterness of deceit from his past, and besides, nobody has proven that theory of love to be right. Except for my mom who died a long time ago with my father in a car accident, Mr. Clinton Xander and Mrs Mary Xander, may their souls rest in peace.Trying not to allow my emotions to get the best part of me, I giggle and roll my eyes as I walk back to my desk. Life isn't always rosy, I thought, as those were the exact words that always comfort me whenever I remember that I have no parents. It's just me and Ketty, my twin sister. We were separated when we were youn
Walking down the street, exhaling in relief "huh" as her breath condenses into lots of tiny droplets of water vapour "ooh my Gosh, what was I thinking?" She asks rhetorically, shaking her head sideways. She frowns and blames her joblessness as the cause for the collision against the stranger earlier on. She felt disgusted that a first class graduate in business management is still a victim of unemployment even after six months after she last kissed goodbye to the walls of university. Regardless of the harsh frosty weather, she heads back home, feeling unproductive as routine with no positive outcome.Pulling off her jacket, stretching towards the fridge to get herself a glass of water. " What a long day."She relaxes on a single sofa couch and gulps the water down her throat. Pausing for a second, still baffled at how she will call it a day with no progress on her quest for a job.She picks up her laptop without hesitation and scrolls through several websites, and still nothing intri
She woke up to the alarm beeping incessantly. She was sleeping so deeply that she had forgotten that today was the day of her interview. So she bolted from the bed and hurried into the bathroom to get ready as fast as she could.There is time, she thought while looking at her watch before heading to the coffee shop to get her favorite tea. Today She felt confident that something good was going to happen considering the present weather condition looking a lot more favourable as the sun beams its light rays on the earth.Besides, science proves it that the early morning sun helps activate the vitamins on our skin. She consoles and encourages herself. A good omen she thought while she steps out of the house for the bus station looking all smart and accurately dressed wearing a pencil skirt that went from waist till slightly above her knees with a touch of some concealer, eyeliner, mascara, and a baby pink lipstick. She settles for a flat shoe as it seems stress free other than her heels,
Stepping out of a taxi, looking all smart, official and nervous as hell, she approaches the gate, "Good morning miss Susan" Mr Martin greets opening the pedestrian entrance as usual with a welcoming smile on his face."Good morning to you too, Mr Martin," Susan replies, sounding anxious while her legs speed up forward as it's her first day at work and she's uncertain of what to expect until she gets to the office.Closing on a distance to the reception entrance, the door automatically opens with a welcoming cool breeze and illuminants that lit up the room causing goosebumps.. she exhales blinking her eyes and behold Is miss Ava, staring right at her face."Mm-hmm". She clears her throat. "Good morning, miss Ava," Susan acknowledges Ava's presence, nodding her head downward in modesty."Morning Susan, you look good and smart," Ava commends "Err.. Than... Thanks ma'am," Susan stammers. "You too look stunning and smart yourself."Seeing how unease Susan reacted to the compliments, she t