LOGINI watched frozen as his lips curled at the tip, twisting into a wide, dark and cruel smirk.And his lips moved to say something, but then—everything went blurry.I strained my ears trying to hear something.My eyes clenched hard trying to see exactly what was happening.But as if I was being sucked out of whatever night mare I was in.I watched helplessly as everywhere turned dark.My head ached painfully, and I could feel it pounding against my skull.I struggled to open my eyes, only to be greeted by the sight of darkness.But I could barely care about that fact.Because, the memories of the nightmare I had been pulled out from flowed through my mind.My entire body trembled as everything flashed through me almost like I was reliving every scene.My chest tightened when I remembered something.I called the man in my memories papa.And he looked nothing like the man who I’d recognized as my father all my life.And my mother.‘Oh heavens, my mother looked very intimate with him,’ the
“Wh…what do you mean?” Mama whispered in terror as papa smiled sadly.“Someone must have tipped them about our whereabouts,” he muttered slowly.And his gaze moved towards my room—where he thought I was laying asleep, as he whispered.“Take Aveline, hurry.Ran away through the back door.They should be unable to find it.And when then do, you would have already for far,” Papa urged, his eyes pleading.Mama’s eyes widened in horror— her hands moving up to papa’s face cradling it in her hands.“What are you saying, Derick?I can’t leave you.No, I can’t bear to lose you.I've already lost our daughter, and now— I cannot lose you too.How would I live without you in my life?” She pleaded through tears.Papa clenched his jaws hard, fighting back his tears, as he cradled mama’s cheeks in his palm.“Look at me, Gina,” he said.“We knew exactly what we were getting into when we took Aveline from Ashley that night.We swore to protect and love her as our daughter.So, please, do what I say,”
“Quick, we need to hide her.He knows she is alive,” my mother Gina said—her voice hoarse, and her hands which rested on my head trembled.“What do you mean, he knows Gina?We have kept her hidden for so long.How can he find her now?I made sure not to leave any traces at her birth.I made sure he believed she was dead, and I knew he did.So how did he find her?” a masculine voice growled beside me.He sounded familiar—so very familiar yet distant.I turned to face him.His face blurry, and I could barely make out his features.I squinted my eyes, trying to make out the shape of his face.And as if a fog was cleared out of my vision, his handsome features greeted me.Dark black eyes, filled with so much fear yet love as he gazed at my mother.His face looked like one I had seen too many times, but still he felt somewhat like a stranger to me.His full thick brows creased, as he let out a pained sigh.The urge to smoothen the crease filled me, along with the feeling of wanting to take
His name sounded somewhat distant to me.My mind travelled back to the last time I saw him—I could still remember every single thing.I wanted to be angry at him for how things played out that day.But with everything happening, I could barely find it within me to hold any grudge.“What are you doing here?” I questioned in confusion, as I took his form.The face cap on his head and his casual clothes.It looked like a very unusual clothes for the heir of the Rivers family to wear.His eyes held mine for sometime, before he regained himself.A wide smile tugged on his lips as he watched me.“I have an important meeting with someone here,”he muttered with a shrug.“Oh okay,” I said, not wanting to keep on with the conversation when I remembered the words he had said to me in his car that day.Thankfully, the elevator stopped at my floor at that moment.I jumped out, noticing Tyler remained inside, his hands typing something on his phone furiously.‘He must not be going to this floor th
“IF YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR REAL PARENTS, AND WHO THEY ARE.COME TO WELLINGTON HOTEL.AT TWO PM.ROOM NUMBER TWENTY-TWO.A RESERVATION HAD BEEN MADE ALREADY.”My heart thundered widely against my chest.I snapped my phone close, my wide eyes staring at the wall before me, not moving.I struggled to calm myself but it seemed impossible.My gaze moved to Ethan who still slept soundly on the bed, unaware of the turmoil shooting throughme.Steeling myself—I lit my phone on again, and took a good look at the message.Then, the number.The number was unknown, and not saved amongst my contacts.‘Who was this person?And how did they know about my real parents?Only a few people knew, and I doubt they’ll…’Not having more time to think, I looked at the time on my phone.It was already after twelve.Neither me nor Ethan planned to go to work today.That was the perks of your husband being the president of the company you worked at.You can take as much leave as you want, but still, no one
My chest rose and fell unevenly, as the words slipped out of my lips.“Who is the real owner, please tell me,” I pressed.I watched as his face creased into a frown, almost like he was in pain.“The owner of the blue diamond," he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper.“S…she.She was very beautiful, just like you.Big round blue eyes.Yes, she had eyes just like you,” he said, his voice laced with so much shock as if he just realised what he meant.Almost as if he was just putting everything together.“What do you mean, she looked just like me, old master?” I questioned, my heart thundering.“You are an exact replica of her.Why hadn’t I seen it before?” He breathed, still reeling in surprise.“What’s her name?Who am I a replica of?”His beautiful green orbs shifted to me, filled with so much fear.“Ashley.You look exactly like Ashley.She is the owner of that blue diamond.I…I remember,” he rasped.“Her husband.They bought the diamond for the child they were expecting.It wa







