MelissaIt's been a week since Alexander's accident. The doctor informed us that he slipped into a coma and there was no time frame for when he might come out. Good news travels so slowly but bad news goes faster; the whole town of Carlton had come to know that I was the legitimate child of the Thatchers and also the legal wife of Alexander Pierce. Making my kids the children of royalty and also the children of a billionaire.Unnecessary respect was starting to be accorded to us and it was really pissing me off. I spent the first few days in the hospital beside him, telling him about the happy memories we were starting to make. How he loved me and how much he promised to never leave me and the kids again.The doctors warned us never to cry or be sad in his presence, everyone always came with happy faces and played and joked around with him. But deep down we carry a burden as heavy as a rock.“Take some time off Melissa,” Janet dragged me out of my reverie. “I'm sure the director would
AlexanderI tried reaching out, I tried speaking but nothing was happening. I heard doors opening and closing but none of them could hear me no matter how much I screamed in my head.‘Hello, hello,’ I kept saying in my head but nothing proved abortive.Just when I thought it was all over, a woman stepped in with a bunch of other people. They dropped whatever they held and hummed a beautiful song for me. It was soothing, I wanted to just stand up and appreciate them for their thoughtful gift.But wait, I had no idea what happened to me. Who was I? Why was I in bed? With all the beeping around me, I tried to remember where I was. I summoned all my strength to at least do something. Someone should be able to see me. I raised my right index finger, hoping to get attention.“Doctor Henry, it's Alexander,” I heard a woman shout. Does she know me? Who was she? Why was she here?Immediately I heard her shout, I was filled with joy knowing that what I aimed to achieve was achieved.The doors o
Lady SeleneBree volunteered to always stay beside Alexander, the only time she left was when she needed to change or get something to eat. I made it easy for her by bringing her cooked dishes from home and she always used the private toilet in Alexander's room. Inasmuch as her obsession was something that worried me, that worried us; we were so glad that she offered to stay.Melissa couldn't stay a few minutes beside him without breaking into tears. And besides she had to go to work, fend for the kids. Even when we all begged her to take the rest of the time for herself, she wouldn't listen. She had grown lean overtime, her brain was calculating more than normal; it was working twice than normal.I walked in to see Bree taking a nap beside Alexander's bed. I stretched my neck to see him. His face was starting to be full again with his beards and mustache. A really fine man, that was who Alexander Pierce was. Maybe if I was in my youth too, I might have no choice but fall head over hee
BreeAnother 2 weeks had rolled by like it was a day, sitting beside Alexander everyday wasn't tiring at all. Instead it made me reassured that whatever I was feeling for him wasn't lust or obsession. Melissa made sure to drop by everyday, and my respect for her during that time heightened. Combining work with taking care of the kids was daunting enough.I caressed his hand softly whispering my love to him. It's unfortunate what we feel to people, everything can't be reciprocated. I was starting to understand that.The door swung open, revealing his kids and their mother. They weren't as chatty and happy as they used to be; hell no, I don't think anyone would be.“Good morning Aunty Bree,” the three of them chorused, making their way beside me.Irrespective of how I treated them, irrespective of how I didn't give them any attention during their birthdays; they still chose to accord me with respect.“Good morning my angels, did you have a beautiful night's rest?” I said, brushing their
FrancisThe little stunt Bree pulled almost put us in trouble. How sure were we that Melissa never heard everything she was saying? And she mentioned me spilling the truth when I was drunk.‘If Melissa heard anything, she wouldn't have taken it lightly. All hell would break loose there,’ my inner self was doing a good job consoling me.Damnit, I hit the steering wheel. “How could I be so stupid? I always have issues while drinking. My mouth never seemed to close.”I kept thinking, how could I salvage this situation? Bree dares not open her mouth, she wasn't exactly a fucking saint too. She would do anything to get Alexander under her, that's why it felt so easy to blackmail her. The Thatchers' would be so disappointed knowing whatever she did.I dialed that number again, he still wanted me to finish Alexander off. Whatever business he had with Alexander wasn't something I should concern myself with. I needed her and I needed that money.The line clicked, I had no idea when. My thoughts
MelissaI couldn't say that I was starting to give up on him. I'm his wife, I should always stick by him. He has the entire money in the world to have the plug on him for the rest of his life. Even if his money defaulted, my parent's money can never default.The director has given me a temporary leave until Alexander recovers but I was still stubborn. I love my husband more than my work but I was going to be making his healing process slower by crying everyday.“How's he doing?” Janet squeezed my shoulders a bit. I had no idea when she came in. I've been drowning in my sorrows for so long.“He-he’s just there,”I threw my hands forward, wiping the strings of catarrh coming down from my nose. “I have no idea how, he's just laying there and it breaks my heart so much.”“You've been crying too much, princess,” she purposely called me that word; knowing that, that would make me laugh. Well it worked, I bursted out into a small laugh.“Thank you,” I said. “Thank you so much.”She raised her
Lady SeleneCarlos and I were resting by the pool when Melissa's call came in. It felt surreal, a gentle smile appeared on my face as soon as I saw it. She rarely called and whatever this was, it felt good.“Are you going to pick that up or not?” My husband's voice infiltrated my thoughts.“O-oh yes, I will,” I grabbed my phone and before I picked it, it dropped.Her call entered again, almost immediately. “Hi Melissa, how are you doing?”“I'm doing great,” she answered with a scratchy voice from the other side. I wondered if she had been crying again.“Have you been crying again? Where are the kids? Are they with you?”“No they are away for the lessons, I'll pick them up later. I came to sit with Alex for a while.”“That's so sweet my love,” a smile unconsciously appeared on my face. “How are you holding up? How is he?”A long deep sigh followed after my question. It wasn't a good one and instantly my motherly instinct kicked in.“Melissa, what is wrong? Is something wrong with Alexa
MelissaIt seemed that the heavens were with me and my kids. Doctor Henry had informed us that Alexander was responding faster to treatment, his eyes weren't just open but now he could move his eyeballs around and sometimes groan at whatever we said. That alone cleared all the tears stored away in my tear gland. We joked around and played, even though he could only do brief movements, it gladdened my heart.“Presently he's in a minimally conscious state,” Doctor Henry said. “With his present rate of improvement, in a couple of weeks he should be better. Just remember my rules; no tears, no sad stories. We need him to be up and agile in no time.”I did the next thing that registered itself in my head. I shook his hand and drew him in a tight hug. “I'm so sorry for that,” I pushed my falling hair behind my ears and smiled. “Thank you so much for all your help, I'm really grateful.”“It's no problem, Your Highness,” he bowed a little and turned away almost instantly.I absorbed my gasp a