Scarlett's POVI looked at the shirt in my hands again to be sure my sight did not fail me. What is this I have seen? I asked myself although it was very clear, written in block letters. My instinct laughed at me, it all seemed like it said, "I told you." "L_uke," I muttered his name, my gaze still fixed on the shirt. How can he do this to me? Is this some mistake? I asked, consoling myself with thoughts of what I have seen, being a mistake. A woman's lip gloss stain was boldly staring at me, it was on different places and sides of the clothing. For the first time since he returned from work, I perceived the fragrance of some perfume that is not mine.What the actual heck!"Luke!" I yelled, calmly, waiting for his presence in the kitchen. I waited for sometime and he did not show up. "Luke!" I screamed this time, throwing the clothes I came with, I turned off the washing machine, the Power Holding Company in New York withdrew the power, already. I was no longer in the mood to do s
Luke's POVI stirred and woke up around midnight to see myself, sleeping on the bare floor beside the bedroom door. How did I get here and what was I doing? I wondered while I got up to my feet. I was pressed from the drinks I had, the next thing I did was run to the bathroom, sit on the toilet and ease myself of the load in my stomach. I returned back to the room and Scarlett was missing. Where is she? I thought as I made a walk to the door of the room, I walked past the door and was headed to the living room when I saw her resting her head on the dining table.I stopped in my tracks, I didn't want her to see me and begin another round of questioning. I only looked at her from where I stood, avoiding making sounds that could wake her up with my legs. Silently, I tiptoed back into the room. I thought of what had happened before she left for the diner. Did she hit me? Did she cry? I shrugged off my thoughts and threw myself on the big bed this time, spreading my arms and legs widely
Luke's POVWe arrived back at the warehouse in less than one hour."How was it?" Boss asked, he was sleeping when we drove in and woke up after an hour. "Fine, boss," the other man answered, handing him the envelope we were given back at the client's house."Did the girl wake before you left?" He asked, sitting properly on the chair. Both of us shook our heads negatively, "no, sir," the other man said again and we were dismissed from the Boss's sight."I am hungry, I want to get something to eat," I told the rest of the men before hurrying to my car. I left in my car, alone, hurrying to a nearby restaurant to fill my stomach. I was too exhausted and hungry, I had eaten nothing before leaving the house and went on the mission on an empty stomach.I arrived at the restaurant, packed my car at the lot built for customers that have cars. I was inside the main building the next minute, craving for well prepared rice, maybe fried rice. I walked into the main room, the room was filled with
Amelia's POVDays turned into weeks and weeks into months. It has been two months since Ethan and I had sex and we went on with our lives like nothing really happened between us. The house itself became silent again, as silent as a graveyard. Thanks to Pamela who did a good job, keeping me company and helping out with the cleaning, as usual.It is her reason for being with us in the house, to work. My relationship with the young girl went from normal to abnormal, 'abnormal' is an understatement for my relationship with the young lady. What could have happened if I didn't have her with me in the mansion? Ethan's face is usually scarce unless during weekends. "How are you?" He had asked one morning. It was during the early hours of the morning when I got stirred and got up from the bed. I was tired, although I had slept the previous afternoon and the whole night."I should fix an appointment with the doctor," I told him, adjusting on the bed."Are you pregnant?" He asked, screaming h
Amelia's POVDays later, I threw up in the kitchen sink while I cooked with Pamela."Are you okay?" She screamed, standing to her feet from the chair she sat on, she rushed to my side and held me by my shoulder."Do you want water?" She asked when I said nothing in response to her question."I'm fine, Pamela," I quietly said, although I know I was not fine. I may be pregnant already, I told myself and sat on a chair."Don't say anything to Ethan," I made her promise."How am I sure you are even fine?" She asked, opposing me. "I am fine, Pamela," I promised her and she shook her head."I won't tell him," she ended up with a promise, "don't you think we should run a test on you?""What test?" I feigned innocence, even though I knew a test should be conducted, I was just too afraid to accept the fact.
Thessa's POV"I'm off to work, Tessa" Carl said one morning, he was dressed for his appointment with a certain small organization in the state."We should have a contract very soon," he praised, looking at himself in the mirror that hangs on the wall. He looked good in his outfit. I had bought the shirt at the boutique the last time I went shopping with some money from the allowance I receive from him every month."How good do I look?" He asked, returning to the bed to sit beside me. Just as I expected, I knew he would ask me this question."You look good, honey," I praised. We kissed shortly and he got back to his feet, smiling. "I would bring lunch to you at the office, I promised when he was at the door."He turned to stare at me with a look of surprise on his face. "Will you?" He asked. Did he not hear me the first time? I asked myself while I nodded, "yes, I will."&n
Amelia's POVThe feedback was given to Ethan the moment he got back home."Are you pregnant?" Was the first question he asked me. "Am I supposed to get the test results immediately?" I asked in reciprocation, "we should wait for sometime, maybe after my birthday before I can go back to get it."His nerves were calm after my words. "How was it at the office today?" I asked him, I have been looking for a possible means to change the topic the moment he came back and bombarded me with his questions.He nodded, obviously, he was not in the mood to have a chitchat, I, myself, was not in the mood for his questions.My birth date was rushing to show its face and for the first time, I realized I want to thank Ethan for what he has done for me, in a very small but classy way.What did he do for me? I asked myself at one point.Al
Amelia's POVEthan returned from work to hear the news of my pregnancy. It was just two weeks to my birthday and it felt so weird."Are you kidding?" He asked, looking at me. A grin was on his face and he burst out laughing the next moment. "Tell me you're serious," he pleaded and all I did was nod my head. "I'm pregnant," I added my words to make the scene a perfect one.He burst out laughing again before receiving the printed paper. "This is so true," he muttered, smiling. "Thank you," he told me this time, hugging me quickly and shortly."Thank you, too," I told him. He nodded and was on his side of the big bed again to sleep. "Can I keep this?" He asked before laying back on the bed. What do I need the envelope for? I asked myself, nodding my head at his request."Thank you," he greeted one more time before laying back to sleep. "Good morning," we greeted ourselves the next morning when we woke up. Life returned back to normal; Ethan went to his place of work. I, myself, continu
Ethan's POV I slept soundly that hour, almost dreaming when a hand hit me. At first, I thought it was in my dream, or a mis-thought. The hand butted me again, and I jumped up on the bed. “What is it?” I asked Amelia, she held onto the edge of the bed, gasping for air. “What is it?!” I asked again, holding her hand. “I think the babies are coming.” I thought I didn't hear the words clearly until she repeated them again, Pamela's name filled my mouth the next moment. I was more confused and hurt when Amelia burst out crying, it was in the early hours of the morning and definitely not the right time for this. Whatever it is that she felt must have hurt, deeply. “Pamela!” I screamed the young lady's name again, higher than the former pitch and tone. I heard the door of her room creak, and footsteps were heard. She was on her way. “What is it?” The confused woman asked, rushing to Amelia's side. “I think the babies are coming, uncle.” Of course, I know. The only thing I d
Amelia's POVThings got better.I moved on from the pain that came with Scarlett's death. The rest of the men who worked with Luke were apprehended days after we returned from the burial.“He promised to go the day after we visited.” Ethan said, taking it personally.“At least, they've gone.” I said, giving him a reason to be calm.Their trial came up in a few weeks. Mother and Father call to speak with me over the phone once in a while, there was a feeling that comes with speaking to them.I finally see myself having more than just a contract with Ethan.He is a sweet man, and very supportive – he stayed by my side all through the period of my mourning.“I love you.” I remember the words he said to me that day in the room – on the bed.I
Amelia's POVIt was barely a month and Scarlett's funeral was organized.Ethan stayed by my side all through, he took a leave from work just to be with me. Pamela on the other side can be sweet, and even sweeter. It dawned on me even more and more that my sister is dead.“We'll visit the police station today,” Ethan announced one morning. “Get ready.”“Why?”“What do you mean?” He asked, turning to face me. “You've not had a conversation with your sister's killer since the day it happened. Don't you want to see him?”“I don't know.”I thought about it. I wanted to see Luke, I ended up deciding, I took my bath later that evening and was ready to see him.Luke Oren.“Can I come with you?” Pamela beg
Tessa's POVI did not scream enough when the nurse told us the latest development.“We are sorry, but we lost her.”Amelia screamed at the top of her voice, loudly. It felt like a competition between the both of us.Carl was speechless, he did not hold me when I started moving, and screaming. I saw Amelia's husband hold her, speaking into her ears.We were allowed to walk to the ward, where we saw my daughter's lifeless body.Scarlett was really unmoving, she has never been this way since she was born.“Wake up!” Amelia screamed, Ethan still held her, so did the young girl who came with them to the hospital.We were making so much noise in the hospital premises. A doctor walked in, looked at the scene, then at Amelia, who was on the floor already.&
Luke's POVI did not hit Scarlett that hard, how did she faint?She is pregnant, I forgot to remind myself when the thoughts of hitting her came racing in my head.How did she discover the passcode to my box? It is something I will never tell her, and a code that will take days to digest.When I had first used the code, I wrote the numbers on a paper for future reference, just in case I forgot during the period.Now, what?She had done more than herself by discovering the code and even searching the box and invading my privacy.What hurt more is the fact that I did not finish hiding everything before the arrival of the police. How far can I hide the box? They will always get hold of it after a thorough research in the house.The moment I hit her, she fell to the floor, and I noticed blood flowing f
Amelia's POVMy return back to New York was a peaceful one. The customers and neighbours back in Spain felt a bit bad when I announced my leave to them."Visit us again."The woman who visited the house during our first visit hugged myself and Pamela severally, asking the poor girl to take care of me.We landed in New York late afternoon, I beeped Ethan to come pick us up and take us to the house. I was still mad at him for the statement he made over the phone months ago.Still, I acted like nothing was wrong.Pamela did it again, she went ahead to tell him everything that happened. I was not asleep when he walked into the room that afternoon, almost asleep but not sleeping, the conversation was shifted to hours later.We lived peacefully once again.Pamela resumed her work in the house, as usual. Ve
Scarlett's POVLuke has refused to go to work since the last time he walked in while I cleaned the house. Maybe he did not refuse, I don't know. However, he stayed back at home with me almost every day._and went to Jessica's house most times.I no longer heard Isabella's name from his mouth, all he ever did was scream Jessica's over the phone.And come back to the house with her smell.I still recognized her smell, since the last time I caught them both on the bed, her smell refused to leave my nostrils and I reacted each time I noticed it.Not to Luke, but to myself.That night, he came home drunk, calling the woman's name at the top of his voice.“Get me water.” He commanded, his voice was improper.He talked like he would hit me if I refus
Ethan's POVCoping with staying alone again wasn't so easy that very moment I dropped her off at the airport.I literally cried on my way back home.It wasn't as smooth as I imagined it would go.The men and I fixed a date to see each other at the office, but my illness did not let me go on the supposed day.I woke up weak, and tired.The wall clock stared right in my face, asking me to get ready for work already. But I was too tired, my head was banging, and my body refused to move.I fell back to the bed, wishing for Amelia to return once again and take care of me like I want to be taken care of.We talked severally over the phone, it was almost her time to deliver the babies and according to the plan, she would be in New York very soon.In a few months.&nb
Amelia's POVDays after Scarlett reached out to me, I packed my box in advance for my trip back to Spain.A part of me wanted to stay back with Ethan, feel loved and hang out with him like I always want to. I wanted to be treated nicely before leaving New York, but how was I going to tell him what I wanted?I packed my things, quietly.It was just me at home, I put a call to Pamela the day before to announce my trip to her.“How soon?” She yelled over the phone in excitement.I expected the reaction, she has missed me so much, more than I miss her. I know from the way she called almost every day to ask after my health.“In a few days.” I announced, I wasn't sure of the day — yet. What I did was give her a heads-up on what would happen very soon.Now that I pa