Charlene POV I couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal and hurt at my brother's behavior. I had always hoped that he would come around and try to make amends for what happened in the past, but seeing him act like I didn't exist just shattered any hope I had left.Dominic must have sensed my distress because he reached out and took my hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.I took a deep breath and forced a smile, not wanting to spoil the nice evening we were having. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, but I knew he could see right through me.Zenobia, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to the tension at the table. She chattered on happily, telling us about her day at school and all the things she had learned. It was a welcome distraction, and I found myself smiling genuinely at her stories.As we finished our meal, I noticed my brother and his family getting up to leave. He still hadn't acknowledged me, and I felt a pang of sadness in my chest. But the
Dominic POV I heaved a deep sigh as I entered the office that morning only to be met with a surprise from my employers. I was shocked when I saw that they all had a cake in their hand. I smiled at them and then walked into my office. Over the weekend, I had been thinking of the reason why Charlene had acted like that In front of her brother. There was no explanation for it but I figured that it had to do with the fact that something had happened between her and her brother in the past. It was the only reason why she had a breakdown. Even though I wanted to ask her more questions, I couldn’t because I was eaten up by guilt. I felt that I had done something wrong to her. It made me wonder if keeping the issue concerning my family’s death to myself makes me a bad person. I had no idea about that and even if I tried to change that, there was no way to tell her for now until I found out about the real cause of the accident. I picked up my phone from my desk and dialed the number of my
Charlene POV ‘’I believe that is all you need for school right?’’ I asked Zenobia as I dropped her in front of her school gate. It's been days since we returned from the orphanage home and Zenobia's school had resumed. We had spent over three weeks just training for the dance festival and it was not easy but I was glad that I got to make an impact in the children's lives. "Do you remember your books, pencils, and what else?" ‘’it’s the start of a new semester so I doubt if we would be doing anything today,’’ she told me and I nodded in response. Right, it made me question myself on why I was acting like that. I was acting like her mother and I had thought that she was uncomfortable about it but Zenobia She was a great child and I doubt if those were her thoughts. ‘’Okay,’’ I waved at her as she came out of the car and started walking towards the gate but then she stopped and walked back. She knocked on the window and I wind it down. ‘’Anything else?’’ I asked her. I thought she wa
Charlene POV "I am so glad to see you again, "Those were the words my brother said to me as soon as I sat down. "I never thought that you will come here," he said and I wondered what he meant by that. I knew that he was right about that. There was no reason at all for me to come there but I was there because he told me that he knew about what happened five years ago. If he knew something then I was ready to hear him. I couldn't wait to hear the words from his mouth and so I opened my mouth to speak but he grabbed my hand pulling me closer to myself. "Jeremy, "I called his name as he wouldn't let go of my hand. "what is happening?""I am sorry that I couldn't help you five years ago and that is not all. I am sorry that I talked wrongly about what you wanted to become when I should have supported you but I didn't want you to turn out to be like my mum and so, I judge you and say bad things about what you were doing," my brother lowered his head and heaved a deep sigh. "I already tol
Dominic POV I had gotten home that evening and was about to head into my house when my phone rang. It was an unknown number and I wondered who it was. I was skeptical about picking up the call but regardless, I still picked up the call to hear from whosoever had called me. "Dominic Maximus speaking," I said but got no response from the other hand. "Hello," I shouted to the phone but still no response after a few seconds. The call ended and a message popped on my phone. I gasped when I saw that it was a picture of my daughter standing in front of her school gate. There was also a caption on the picture and it sounded like a warning. "Your daughter could be next. Watch out and stay away from finding out about what happened five years ago. " I reread the message over and over again until I got another call. This time, it was from My investigator Mr. Paul. I picked up the call and what I heard from him shocked me. "Your wife met with her brother today," he informed me. I had thought
Charlene POV I screamed as the lights flickered back on, momentarily blinding me. And then I saw him. My husband, Dominic, lying on the couch, blood pooling around him. My heart pounded in my chest as I stumbled forward, calling out his name. "Dominic!" I cried out as I reached his side. "What happened?" He didn't respond. I could see that he was breathing, but his eyes were closed and he looked so pale and the back of his head was bleeding profusely. Panic gripped me as I realized that something was seriously wrong. "Wake up, Dominic!" I shook his shoulder, but he remained unresponsive. I felt like I was going to be sick. "Please, wake up." I reached for my phone, fumbling with the buttons as I dialed 911. "My husband is hurt," I explained to the operator, my voice shaking. "Please send an ambulance." Just then, I heard footsteps on the stairs. Zenobia had come down to see what was happening. "What's going on?" she asked, her eyes widening as she saw her father lying on the couc
Charlene POV I sat on the chair beside Dominic's hospital bed and placed my head on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to block out the sounds of the hospital. The beeping machines, the footsteps of the nurses, and the distant chatter of other patients all blended into a disorienting cacophony. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, I felt someone rubbing my arm. I opened my eyes to see Dominic looking back at me, concern etched on his face. "Maria, are you okay?" he asked, using a name that was not mine.I was taken aback. "Who's Maria?" I asked, feeling confused. Did he just mistake me for someone else? Dominic's brow furrowed. "What do you mean? You're Maria, my wife." My heart sank. "Dominic, I'm not Maria. I'm Charlene, your wife. You were attacked, remember? You're in the hospital."I explained to him wondering how he couldn’t even remember my name and why he was suddenly acting strange. Dominic looked at me blankly. "Attacked? Hospital?" he repeated as if s
Dominic POV I heaved a deep sigh as I watched my daughter and Charlene leave the room. I felt bad for lying to them about my memory loss whereas I had not lost any of my memory. It was just a cover-up in trying to find the killer. Someone had attacked me in my home and until I found who that person was, I was going to continue to feign the memory loss because that would enable me to find out who the killer was and by doing that, I won’t bring any harm to my family. ‘’what would you like me to do for you, sir?’’ Miss Donna asked as she stood by my bedside staring at me. I looked toward her wondering if she could be a part of what was happening around me. She was there too when the lights in the house suddenly went off. With what was happening, I knew that there was no one to trust around me including Charlene. It was after she met her brother that I got attacked in my home. I wondered why that had happened to me. ‘’Sir,’’ Miss Donna called for my attention and I turned to face he