That night, Dazzle had called Kimberly to inform her about going for a DNA test. Which she accepted to go with him.The following day, Dazzle sat in the sterile, white waiting room of the clinic, his leg bouncing with nervous energy. Kimberly was beside him, her face a mask of calm, though he knew she was just as anxious as he was. The results of the DNA test were supposed to be ready soon, and the weight of the impending news sat heavy on both of them."You okay?" Dazzle asked."As okay as I can be, given the circumstances."... Kimberly replied.Dazzle reached out, taking her hand in his. She squeezed it, a silent acknowledgment of their shared tension."Mr. Dazzle, Ms. Kim, the doctor will see you now.".. the nurse said.They stood and followed the receptionist down a hallway lined with motivational posters about health and wellness. Dazzle couldn’t help but feel the irony of it all. Here he was, waiting to find out if he was about to become a father, walking past posters that chee
Emily sat at the kitchen table, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had long gone cold. She stared at the empty space, gathering her thoughts. The house was quiet, the calm after the storm of yet another argument with Alex. She knew things couldn’t go on like this. She needed to talk to him, really talk, and find a way to make things right.As if on cue, Alex walked into the kitchen, rubbing his temples. He looked as tired as she felt."Hey."...Alex said to her, walking towards the fridge."Hey. Can we talk?"Alex sighed, but he pulled out a chair and sat down across from her."Yeah, we need to."Emily took a deep breath, her heart pounding. She had rehearsed this conversation in her head a hundred times, but now that it was happening, she felt unprepared."Alex, I’m tired of all the quarrels. I know we’ve been through a lot, and I’ve made mistakes. I just want us to live peacefully. The silent treatments are really getting worse. I am truly tired."Alex raised an eyebrow, lean
Lucian's wife had gone into labour.He paced the hallway outside the delivery room, his heart racing with a mix of anxiety and excitement. Every few minutes, he glanced at his watch, willing time to move faster. He had been waiting for this moment for months, and now it was finally here. The door to the delivery room opened, and a nurse stepped out, smiling warmly."Congratulations, Mr. Lucian. You have a healthy baby girl."... Nurse, smiling at him.Lucian felt his heart swell with joy and relief. He followed the nurse into the room, where his wife, Gemini, lay holding their newborn daughter. The sight of them filled him with an overwhelming sense of love and pride."Gemini, she's perfect."Gemini looked up, her eyes shining with tears of happiness."She really is, isn’t she? Meet your daughter, Lucian."Lucian gently took the baby into his arms, gazing down at her tiny face. She had Gemini's eyes and a tuft of dark hair that promised to be just like his."Hello, my little princess.
The weekend had flown by, and Monday morning found Leah and Richie dressed for work. Leah stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her blazer."I think I’ll take the other car today. I have a client meeting and might need to leave early."Richie looked at her, frowning slightly."Why not just come with me in the presidential car? It’s more comfortable, and we’ll get there together."Leah hesitated, considering his offer."Alright, fine. We’ll go together. But if I need to leave early, you’ll have to arrange for a car to take me."Richie nodded, satisfied. "Deal."At 7:30am, they were already on their way to work while the boys are dressed to be dropped off by their chauffeur.When they arrived at the office, Leah’s client was already waiting. A tall man with a confident demeanor, he stood as they approached, extending his hand."Ms. Leah, it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m Tus .""Nice to meet you, Tus. Let’s get started, shall we?"Richie escorted Leah to her office, casting a suspici
Richie decided to take Leah on a date to distract her from Tus' offer. After a delicious lunch date filled with laughter and shared memories, they decided to pick up a few things from the mall. They headed to the school to pick up their twin boys, Jayden and Jayson, who bounded into the car with their usual exuberance. "Mom! Dad! Guess what we did today!" "Tell us all about it, sweetheart.".. Leah answered, smiling. The boys chattered away as Richie drove them to the mall, detailing every small adventure of their school day. Leah couldn’t help but smile at their enthusiasm. Once at the mall, the family split up. Richie took the boys to pick out some new toys and clothes, while Leah headed to the grocery section to get fruits and vegetables for the kitchen and freezer. Leah was examining some apples when she noticed an old woman nearby struggling with her bag. An apple rolled out and Leah quickly bent down to pick it up. "Here you go, ma'am." The old woman, Sarah, smiled warmly.
Emily had been wandering through the mall, lost in thought as she picked up a few groceries and household items. Her mind was on her recent conversations with Alex, the progress they were making in their relationship, and the plans they were making for their future. She was in the produce section when she saw Leah picking up an apple for an elderly woman and overheard their conversation.Her heart nearly stopped when she saw the two boys, Richie pointed at. They were handsome, energetic, and the resemblance to Richie was unmistakable. She felt a pang of jealousy and confusion as she overheard Richie calling Leah "wife." How was it possible that Leah had given birth to twins and was already married? Emily hurried through the rest of her shopping, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions. She rushed home, eager to share the surprising news with Alex and her mother, though a part of her was still in disbelief.At home, Emily dropped her shopping bags in the kitchen and headed straight
Richard nervously adjusted his tie in the mirror. Today was a significant day—he was finally going to be introduced to Mariam's family, Leah's friend.He had met Mariam briefly before but not her grandmother and Mrs. Adams, as Leah addressed them. This was the first time he'd spend a day with the family that took her in after the crisis years ago. He wanted to appreciate them himself.Leah came up behind him, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You look perfect, Richard. There's nothing to worry about."Richard turned to face her, smiling nervously. "I just want to make a good impression. That family means a lot to you, and I want them to like me too."Leah kissed him on the cheek. "They will. Just be yourself."They arrived at the Adams family home, a charming, well-kept house surrounded by a lush garden. As they walked up the path, Mariam's mother, Mrs. Adams, opened the door and greeted them with a warm smile."Leah! Hello, gentleman! Come in, come in," Mrs. Adams greeted t
The next morning, Richard woke up with severe pain radiating from his lower back. He had managed to sleep through it the previous night, but now it felt like it had intensified to an unbearable degree. He groaned softly, trying to shift his position without waking Leah.Leah stirred next to him, her eyes fluttering open. She immediately noticed the strained expression on Richard's face.Leah, "Richard, what's wrong? Are you okay?"Richard tried to put on a brave face, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Leah. Just a bit of a sore back."Leah's brow furrowed as she sat up, crossing her arms. "Don't lie to me, Richard. You look like you're in a lot of pain."Richard winced as he attempted to sit up. "It's really nothing, Leah. Just a bad night's sleep and a little bit of pain around my abdomen."Leah's frustration was evident. "You should have told me! How bad is it?"Richard hesitated, not wanting to worry her but he had to tell her. "It's... pretty bad. Maybe a 9 out of 10."Leah's eyes widen
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