"Jake!!" Audrey screamed, her voice trembling as she stared at the horrifying video on her phone.It was a clip of Jake—her brother—coughing up blood, his face twisted in agony.Audrey’s hand shot to her mouth, stifling a sob as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. Panic seized her. Without wasting another second, she stopped the video and frantically dialed Jake’s number. Her heart pounded as it rang, but there was no answer."Come on, Jake, pick up!" she muttered through gritted teeth, hitting redial, but still, nothing.Her hands shook as she stood up from the bed, barely able to think straight. She needed to get to Jake. Now. She couldn't lose him. Not after their parents... He was all she had left.Audrey hurriedly threw on the nearest clothes, not caring what she grabbed. Her mind was solely on Jake. She raced out of her room and nearly collided with Anna in the hallway."Anna, I need your help! Please!" Audrey’s voice was frantic, her eyes wild with fear."What happen
She immediately pulled herself away from his hands, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she slapped him hard across the face. The sound echoed in the quiet hospital corridor, drawing the eyes of everyone nearby."How dare you?" she spat, her voice trembling with a mixture of rage and disgust. Her face flushed, her jaw tight as her hands balled into fists at her sides.Frank's cheek stung from the blow, but it was his pride that hurt more. He stared at her, blinking in disbelief. "What do you mean, Audrey? I've missed you so much," he said, his voice softening as if trying to charm her back. "I love you, and I’ll do anything just to see you. Remember, you’re my girlfriend.""Girlfriend, my foot!" Audrey shot back, her voice sharp and unrelenting. "Frank, you disgust me." She stepped back, putting more distance between them. "And by the way, I’m married. So, leave me alone." She threw those words at him like they were daggers meant to wound.For a moment, Frank looked completely stunned
A Birthday Surprise Audrey stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the hem of her dress for what felt like the hundredth time. Tonight was Frank's birthday party, and she wanted everything to be perfect. The blue dress she wore accentuated her eyes and made her feel confident, even if only for a moment. Her brother, Jake, had given her a quick nod of approval before disappearing into his room, grumbling about her fussing. As she arrived at Frank's house, her nerves intensified. The mansion was even more imposing up close, with its grand columns and sprawling lawns. She took a deep breath and walked up to the door, ringing the bell. Frank opened it with his trademark charming smile. "Audrey, you look stunning," he said, pulling her into a warm embrace. "Thanks, Frank," she replied, her heart fluttering. "Happy birthday." He led her inside, and she marveled at the opulence around her. The house was filled with guests, laughter, and music. Frank introduced her to his family, wh
I woke up this morning feeling surprisingly refreshed. Sitting upright in bed, thoughts of how close Frank and I had been the previous day filled my heart with joy. Despite knowing Frank might be upset, it didn't seem like a significant issue; I could always call him later to apologize. After some contemplative moments in bed thinking about Frank, I finally rose, went into the bathroom, and freshened up. Once finished, I dried off with a towel and dressed for college. Before departing, I decided to take one last look at myself in the mirror. As I groomed my eyebrows, I envisioned Frank standing beside me, holding me close, and a smile graced my lips. Suddenly, my brother's resonant voice interrupted my reverie. He called my name from downstairs and requested my presence. Promptly, I assured him I would join them shortly. Rushing downstairs, I entered the dining area where I found my brother and a familiar-looking stranger seated. "Audrey," my brother beckoned, inviting me to joi
After Frank answered the call, he asked with an edge to his voice, "What is it?" "Frank," Audrey called out his name, her voice trembling and filled with emotion. She took a deep breath and continued, "I, I," she stammered, struggling to find the right words. "You what?" Frank said, cutting her short impatiently. "You know what? I knew you never loved me and you were just using me because I'm wealthy." "No, Frank, I love you," Audrey replied, her voice quivering as she tried to hold back her tears. "Well, actions speak louder than words," Frank retorted, his tone cold and dismissive. "You say you love me, but your actions are saying a completely different thing. If you truly loved me, then you should have done as I asked yesterday, but no... You made up that clumsy excuse and ran away." "No, no, no, Frank, I love you," Audrey insisted, tears now streaming down her cheeks. "Please believe me." "Well, if you want to prove to me that you love me, you have to come to my house
As Zach rose from his seat, he approached the briefcase resting on the chair and retrieved a document. He then addressed Jake, saying, "Here is the document. Sign it, and I will also require Audrey's signature." Jake accepted the document from Zach and, after appending his signature, handed it to Audrey. As she gazed at the documents before her, she found it difficult to fathom how drastically her life was about to change. A myriad of thoughts raced through her mind. She contemplated Frank and his affair with her friend. After a moment of reflection, she, too, signed the documents. With the documents duly signed, Zach and Jake shook hands. Jake then turned to Audrey and embraced her. Subsequently, they all proceeded outside. Once outside, a Rolls-Royce arrived, and a gentleman who appeared to be the driver stepped out. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and white trousers, with well-polished shoes and a driver's hat. He greeted Mr. Zach and efficiently loaded all the luggag
The next morning, Audrey woke up feeling refreshed after a very good night's sleep. It was evident on her face. She stood up from her bed, went to the bathroom to wash her face and freshen up. Once she was out, she heard a knock on the door and thought it was Zach, so she didn't bother opening the door. She then went to her closet to select an outfit for the day. Hearing the knock again, she finally went to open the door, prepared for a quarrel. As she opened the door, she said, "What is it, Zach? I've to—" She paused, realizing the person in front of her was not Zach. It wasn't even a man; it was a young, beautiful girl with a smooth face and fine lips. "Hi," the girl in front of her said. "My name is Anastasia, but you can call me Anna. I was sent by Mr. Zach to assist you with anything you might need." A smile flashed on my face as I said, "Come in." Finally, I had someone I could talk to, someone who could understand me and help me with whatever I needed. Once Anna was i
Once Zach arrived at the building, he used the elevator to go to the top floor, which was filled with offices. As he reached the last floor, he walked through the hallway to the VC's office and entered. Sitting in front of him was a man with a white beard who seemed much older than him. The man offered him a seat. Once Zach sat down, the man, who seemed to be the VC, asked, "What may I help you with, Mr. Zach?" "I want you to help me run some formalities," Zach replied. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Zach?" the VC asked. "I want you to put my wife into the university, not here but in New York. That's why I need you to prepare all the formalities, including a transfer letter from you." The man, who was sitting erect with his hands on the office table, heaved a sigh and leaned back in his chair. Staring at Zach, he said, "Although I wouldn't have done this for anyone else, since it's you asking, consider the work done." "Thanks very much, Mr. Jones," Zach said in reply, then got up