During the most vibrant season in Los Angeles, when the weather was warm and the air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and known for its vibrancy, full of life and well structured landscape, Leah’s life took a dark, tumultuous and devastating turn. What should have been a day of beauty and serenity became a day of misfortune and despair.Leah, the illegitimate daughter of the Orberts family, was a vision of grace and beauty. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a silken veil, her fair and supple skin glowed in the sunlight, and her curvy figure drew the admiring glances of many men. Her brown eyes were deep and expressive, her succulent lips adding to her innocent allure.On this bright and sunny day, the sun’s rays pierced through the curtains of an unfamiliar room, shining brightly and directly onto her face, making her squint in discomfort.As she slowly regained her consciousness, she felt an inexplicable numbness in her lower limbs and a tingling se
Andrew let out a furious, frustrated shout. “f**k! This girl is talking too much. Gag her mouth immediately” he ordered.Taylor picked up a piece of cloth and some tape, forcing the cloth into Leah's mouth and sealing it shut with the tape. Andrew watched, his eyes blazing with fury,Once Leah was silenced, Andrew ordered his men to give him some privacy. He began to caress her, his hands wandering over her breasts, admiring her like a pervert. He stroked her nipples, traced the contours of her skin, and marveled at her belly button, hips and neatly cut toes and fingernails. He sucked her fingers, spanked her ass, rubbed his aroused body against hers.Tears flowed freely down Leah's cheeks, her eyes puffy with despair. She had tried her best to avoid such a fate, only to be plunged into this nightmare once again.An unlucky soul indeed…..She wished she had died alongside her parents, sparing herself this relentless torment at the hands of ruthless men who knew no honor or self resp
Emily stood watching the drama unfold, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Just a few hours till Allison becomes mine,”” she murmured under her breath, rolling her eyes at Leah.Emily had always been jealous of her sister, Leah. To discover Leah was still a virgin, while she had slept with many men, fueled her envy. Determined to destroy Leah's life and take everything that belonged to her, she orchestrated the entire plan with her mother and Leah's husband Allison.“Please, let me explain, “Leah began, but her husband, Alex , cut her off, forbidding her to speak. Without another word, Leah walked to her room, tears streaming down her face. She fell to the ground, wishing the earth would swallow her whole, curling up in agony.Even if given the chance, where would Leah start? Her virginity had been taken by an unknown man, and she wore another man's clothes home. Who would believe her?While Leah lay in her room, trying to muster the courage to explain what happened, her family m
Alex was filled with fear, he thought she had died. Emily and her mother, Mary, were frantic, scrambling around in a panic.He rushed to Leah, seeing a part of her head bleeding. He checked her pulse…it was weak and faint. It could barely be heard. He called his personal doctor immediately and called 911. Fortunately, the doctor was nearby and arrived swiftly, and attended to Leah until she was out of danger while the 911 arrived.Leah was rushed to the hospital in an emergency…...The hospital was a stark, cold room, filled with the sterile scent of antiseptic. The fluorescent lights casting its shadows, the beeping of the heart monitor was the only constant sound, a reminder of Leah's fragile state.Leah was placed on an IV fluid after she was resuscitated. She remained unconscious for a few days but the doctor assured that she was out of immediate danger and recovering. He also recommended a complete bed rest for her because she seemed stressed out.Two days after the incident occu
Leah arrived home to pick her belongings…Leah picked herself up, grabbed her bag, and handed downstairs. The sight that greeted her was a scene from a nightmare. Her family, the people she had once cherished, were celebrating her downfall with clinking glasses and triumphant laughter.The opulent living room was adorned with soft, lush couches…. And her enemies are smiling widely like they can't hurt a fly.“Cheers to conquering our enemy” Mary declared, her voice dripping with satisfaction.“Cheers to a blissful life with my Allison,” Emily added, her laughter ringing hollow in Leah's ears.“Cheers to our everlasting enjoyment”, Allison proclaimed, his smile smug and self-satisfied.“Cheers to us!” they choroused in unison, their glasses raised high.Leah's anger boiled over. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she dragged her bag towards the door. “Whore!” Alex yelled after her, his evil laughter echoing through the room.“Go, you fool; you don’t belong her
The sitting room was cold but had inviting decor and cozy furniture giving a modern comfort. Leah sat on a sofa, her eyes swollen and red from crying uncontrollably.“I am tired of this life,” Leah sobbed, her voice thick with despair. “I am so messed up, and I don't even know why my parents left me to suffer here alone. Where do I begin from?”Mrs. Adams, a gentle woman in her fifties,wrapped Leah in a long, tight hug.“What really happened to you? Leah choked on her tears, and couldn't speak. She remained mute, continuing to sob into Mrs. Adams' shoulder. Understanding the need for patience, Mrs. Adams refrained from pressing further, knowing Leah needed to release her emotions before she could explain.“Lily dear, you should probably get some rest,”. Mrs Adams said softly. “The guest room is yours, and the restroom is at the right-hand corner. Use it at your convenience. You are always free and welcome here”.“And if you need anything else, please don't hesitate to let me know,” s
“I am really thankful to you, Mrs Adams, and grandma for accepting me and being so patient with me,” Leah said, her voice quivering with gratitude. “Wait, What did you think we should have done? Throw you out to those lifeless mongers on the streets?... common boo…. Mariam added. “You can stay with us as much as you want”....Grandma chimed in, her voice raspy but full of warmth. “Yes, at least there's a room to occupy you and theres everything you would need here.” Mrs Adams added. Mariam, standing nearby, looked at her family with immense gratitude. Though they were not as wealthy as Leah's family, they were rich ibn love and support, always there for each other and now for Leah as well. Leah lived with them for a month, during which she found a part time job at a flower shop. There, she quickly became a favorite amongst customers band her boss. Receiving numerous tips and incentives not just for her beauty, but for her genuine warmth and charm. Meanwhile, on the day of the inci
The doctor looked at her, puzzled. "It's good news. You should be rejoicing. You have the test results in your hands.""This can't be true," Leah whispered, sinking to the floor as tears streamed down her face.She opened the test results slowly and saw the confirmation. Yes, she was pregnant."Doctor, this can't be true," she repeated, her voice trembling."It is true, ma'am. You are three weeks pregnant. Congratulations. I'll be here to support you through your antenatal visits and after nine months," the doctor replied with a reassuring smile."This is not something to be happy about. Help me, doctor," Leah pleaded, now on her knees."I don't understand why you're not celebrating like most women. You're certainly old enough to handle this. Is there something I should know?" the doctor asked, his confusion growing."I can't have this baby. This is the result of a rape! I can't bring a child into this world from a man I don't even recognize. I can't endure this suffering for a person
The day Leah had dreamed of for so long was finally here. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the garden where her wedding ceremony was about to take place. White flowers lined the aisle, their fragrance filling the air, and the gentle hum of music played in the background. Leah stood in front of the mirror, dressed in her wedding gown, her heart filled with excitement. She couldn't believe this moment had finally arrived. "You look beautiful," Mariam said, smiling as she adjusted the veil over Leah’s hair. "Like a princess straight out of a fairy tale." Leah laughed, her hands trembling slightly. "I feel like I’m dreaming." "No," Mariam shook her head. "This is real, Leah. You’re about to marry the love of your life, the father of your children. You deserve all of this and more." Leah’s eyes welled up with tears, and she turned to Mariam, "I don’t even know how to thank you, Mariam. After everything… I never thought I’d get here." Mariam took Leah’s hands in hers
Emily watched as the prison gates swung open and Mary was led inside. The cold, gray walls of the facility seemed to match the evil in her mother’s heart.She had stood there, frozen, feeling both resentment and a strange sadness. After everything that had happened, she wasn’t sure how to feel anymore."Can I talk to her for just a few minutes?" Emily asked the guard, her voice low but firm.The guard shook his head. "Sorry, ma’am, no visits right now."Emily’s chest tightened. "Please... just five minutes. I need to say something. It’s important."The guard sighed, looking at her for a moment before finally relenting. "Alright, five minutes. That’s all."Emily took a deep breath, watching as her mother was brought back out. Mary, now in her prison uniform, looked smaller somehow, as though the weight of her sins had physically shrunk her. Her face was blank, trying to maintain the cold front she had always worn, but her eyes were puffy, and it was clear she’d been crying.As Mary ap
The police stormed Ranson's hideout, catching him and his gang off guard. As they pinned him to the ground, one officer shouted, “You’re under arrest for attempted murder and conspiracy!” Ranson struggled, cursing under his breath, but he knew this day was coming. As they dragged him into the police car, his heart pounded. During the interrogation, it didn’t take long for Ranson to crack under pressure. With his hands trembling, he finally blurted out, “It was Mary. Mary! She’s the one who wanted Leah dead! I was just doing what I was paid for!”Detectives exchanged glances, already suspecting her involvement but now having the confirmation they needed. With Ranson’s confession, they raced to Mary’s house. She answered the door, looking composed as ever, but her face paled when she saw the officers."Mary," the lead detective said sternly, "you're under arrest for the attempted murder of Leah."Mary’s voice quivered as she tried to mask her fear with confusion. “What are you talking
Emily lay awake all night, she had been trying to process all her mother’s confession. The horror of it consumed her. Leah had been so innocent from the beginning, and then possibly dead because of her mother’s actions. She hadn’t agreed to any of it, she didn't even know her mother had gone that far as taking someone’s life yet she felt just as guilty. By morning, her stomach churned with nausea. She had to do something.When the first light of dawn filtered through her window, she got up, and made her way downstairs. Mary was already in the kitchen, making coffee, her expression smug as though nothing had changed.Emily’s heart pounded in her chest. She had no choice. She had to confront her mother."I’m turning myself in," Emily blurted out, her voice shaky but determined as she entered the kitchen.Mary froze for a second, her back to Emily. Slowly, she turned around, her face twisting into disbelief and shock. "What did you just say?" She asked."I said I’m turning myself in,
The door creaked open, and in walked Mary, her expression triumphant as usual. Emily stiffened, sensing that something was off. Mary’s eyes were gleaming with a satisfaction that made Emily uneasy."Emily," Mary started, her voice dripping with excitement. "I’ve got news for you. Finally, everything has fallen into place."Emily blinked, unsure of where this was going. "What are you talking about, mom?"Mary sat down, a little too close to Emily, and leaned in. "Leah," she whispered, her voice cold and sinister. "It seems like she’s finally gone. No one has heard anything. No news. It’s been weeks. She’s probably dead, and they haven’t found her body yet."Emily’s heart stopped for a moment. She stared at her mother, wide-eyed, her mind racing. She had been angry at Leah for years, jealous even, but wishing her dead? That wasn’t something she wanted. Not like this."How? What happened?"... Emily asked.Mary continued, oblivious to Emily’s shock. "I told you, didn’t I? That girl was al
Richie stood at Leah's bedside two weeks after the accident, watching as she slept. Her breathing was steady, and her face looked peaceful. The machines surrounding her were no longer terrifying to him; they were signs of progress now. Signs that she was getting better. He smiled faintly, remembering how much darker everything seemed just days ago.The boys were sitting in the corner of the room, playing with some toys Dazzle had brought for them to keep them occupied.They were quieter than usual, but Richie could tell they were just as hopeful as he was. They had been through so much these days, yet they still managed to be helpful in ways they could.The doctor came in, his clipboard in hand, and gave Richie a nod before checking on Leah’s vitals. “She’s doing much better,” the doctor said, scribbling something down. “The baby’s fine as well. Everything looks good.”Richie exhaled slowly, letting all his worries out “Thank God,” he whispered. “But… her head? How’s the injury?”The
Richie stood by Leah’s bedside, his entire body shaking as he cried. The pain was unbearable, the thought of losing her too much to handle. The boys, their innocent faces wet with tears, clung to Richie as they looked at their mother lying so still on the bed."Dad… is Mom going to be alright?" one of the boys, his voice small and frightened, asked between sobs.Richie could barely answer. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, burying his face in his hands. His heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces. He couldn’t stop the flood of tears. "God, please…" Richie began, his voice breaking with every word. "Save Leah. Please… I’ll be a good husband, I promise. I’ll take care of our kids… I’ll do anything you want me to, just save my wife. Please, God… don’t take her from us."The boys began to wail too, their small voices filling the room with a heartbreaking sound. Richie’s tears fell even harder, his hands gripping Leah’s cold fingers. "Leah, please come back to us… pl
Richie stood in the cold, sterile hallway of the hospital, his hands trembling as he held Leah’s belongings in a small, unassuming plastic bag. His eyes were red and swollen from crying, his heart aching everything that had happened. He couldn’t believe how quickly his world had fallen apart. Just days ago, Leah was smiling, and now… now he was standing here, lost in a nightmare he couldn’t wake up from.He pulled out the small stack of documents from her bag, his curiosity getting the better of him. He wasn't sure what the result of the medical documents might be. Maybe it was something routine, he thought, something insignificant. But as he opened the folder, his breath caught in his throat.There it was, staring back at him in black and white; Leah was five weeks pregnant.Richie blinked, unable to process the words for a moment. "Pregnant? Five weeks?"..He collapsed into the nearest chair, his hands clutching the papers as if they might offer some explanation. His vision blurre
Richie’s hand trembled as he hung up the phone, the news had hit him so bad. His mind spun, struggling to process what he had just been told. Leah, his Leah, was hurt badly. The details were still unclear, but it was serious enough for Dazzle to call the family in a panic.His legs suddenly were too weak to hold him up. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat heavier than the last. Grabbing his phone, Richie immediately canceled all his upcoming seminars and meetings, sending quick emails to his assistants. They would have to figure out the rest on their own. Leah was his priority now. Without wasting another second, he booked the earliest flight back home, his fingers shaking as he typed in his information.Meanwhile, Dazzle was pacing outside the hospital room, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. He had already called everyone in the family, delivering the horrible news. Their father, Mr. Leo had been silent on the phone, but Dazzle could hear the pain and fear in his fat