Genevieve.It has been a week since I found out Alexander was actually the boy in the same room as me, I couldn’t believe it at first but after he went on giving more details about the room I knew he truly was the one.It was hard to believe that the man I was in love with was the same man who brought me to my freedom. The same man who made everything in my life right again.I remembered everything now, every single little bit of the kidnap, how I lost my memory, and how I was found.It turned out I slipped on the tile and hit my head so badly that I couldn’t remember anything about the kidnap and the room and the boy—scratch that someone pushed me. Back then it was a good thing but now I wish I had remembered everything about Alexander.When I was growing up, I added a lot of fat to my body and that became the number one reason for my bullying. Kids picked on me and I let them because I couldn’t fight back.I was called a lot of names which I bottled in and I didn’t fight back but no
Genevieve.I got dressed in blue jeans trousers and a comfy shirt, my hair was packed in a ponytail, and left the house when I was satisfied with my look and after I had given Alexander a thousand kisses.It still feels like a dream to me, that the same man I am with because of our public image has now turned out to be the man I'm in love with, and the bonus and better part was that he loves me too.The car stopped in front of Sam's workplace since this is where we are meeting, I stepped out and walked inside with boldness. Since I started my own company, I have become bolder and more confident in myself. I do not feel small in the presence of anyone nor do I let them look down on me.“Vivi..there you are!” My head snapped up once I heard the familiar voice of Sam.She was leaning on her receptionist's table having a serious discussion with her—with the look on her face, I could tell it was pretty serious.“Hi Sam, I missed you.” I wrapped my arms around her in a sweet hug.I really d
Alexander.I stared at myself in the mirror and couldn’t believe I was looking right back at me. I looked different, crazy, a madman. Yes, that's what Sam called me and that is what I am.I went mad the day I got a call from the cops about Eve in an accident and the fucking hard part of it was that she didn’t survive.Neither she nor the driver survived the accident.She was burnt to ashes when the car went up in flames and couldn’t be saved—according to the fucking cops.I didn’t believe it, I didn’t want to believe that my Eve was gone. That something happened to her, that she wasn’t here with me anymore.But as the day passed and she didn’t return home, the feeling of losing her began to sink deeper into my heart.She’s gone.She’s no longer here with me, she's gone and I could do nothing about it.My hand clenched beside me as I kept on staring at myself in the mirror, I took notice of the eye bags under my eyes.I haven’t been able to sleep since I got that call, hell I have raid
Alexander.After getting Mom to calm down, she left only after I promised her I would get ready and meet them downstairs.I could hear some voices from outside my room but I haven’t been able to go out and the people out there haven’t been able to come in. They know I wouldn’t like seeing anyone and I like how much they respected my space.“I know you aren’t dead, Eve,” I whispered to myself as I wore my suit jacket.I’m only doing this because I want to make whoever did this—that hurt and maybe have Eve—that I’m miserable without her.They should see that I’m broken and have moved on from her, I know that would get them to loosen up a bit. And maybe, just maybe I could get a lead from there.I stepped out of the room without bothering to comb or brush my hair, I walked past the two people camped outside my door and went downstairs.I knew their intention was to stay around me, watch over me, and make sure I did not do myself any harm.I may be out of my mind now but that doesn’t mean
Alexander.The funeral was over and during the whole thing, I made sure to read everyone’s language around me. Anyone could be the one behind Eve’s accident, any one of them could be holding the real Genevieve.Mr and Mrs Parker weren't seen again after I had the guards escort them out, they should be glad that I wasn’t that mean towards them.They wouldn’t have left this place with their shoulders still raised high if I had said everything they did to Genevieve.I stood there watching as they lowered the casket to the ground, I remained there as they covered it with sand until there was nothing left.I was still there when everyone started leaving, I don’t know why it felt like I needed to pay a last respect to whoever was killed in that car instead of my Eve.She’s not the one and I hate how everyone was crying and crying.From my peripheral vision, I saw how Samatha and Jeremy were holding each other. His arms around her seem suspicious, it doesn’t look like the way a friend would
*****“I can’t do it. They are already suspecting me enough, I don’t want to draw more attention to myself.” A familiar voice said in a hushed tone.That voice. Where have I heard it before? I know I have heard it somewhere but where?“Do it, Delilah, you have already come this far, what more can stop you.” Another unfamiliar voice probes into my head.Who was that?“I can’t do it. If you so much want to have revenge on them why can’t you do it yourself, do not use me. I’m not your tool, I have already gotten what I want and that’s her.” The familiar voice said again.Her?Who were they talking about?“Do you think bringing her here will be the only way to end this? No, Delilah, it won’t. We have to do what was planned and there’s no backing out on this?” The unfamiliar voice spoke again.“No, I can’t do this. I can’t do it.” I heard nothing after that. Quiet. The whole place was quiet……I flinched as I heard the loud sound of something hitting the wall and breaking into pieces.“You f
*****The faint sound of a beeping sound pulled me out of my deep sleep. Slowly but surely my eyes that had felt like they were glued together opened but immediately had them shut when the bright lights attacked my eyes.I waited for a few minutes before opening them again and this time I wasn’t attacked by the lights like the first time.I blinked and stared at the dark ceiling for a while, before taking my eyes off it and looking around at the room I was in.The low beeping sound continued and only when I saw the IV pole and some other machine by the side of the bed.Where am I? I wondered.This doesn’t look anything like my room or anywhere familiar.I blinked and tried sitting up only to let out a curse and fall right back on the bed.Jesus! It felt like my whole body was on fire with just one movement.I didn’t try getting up again, my eyes went to the door, and wondered who was going to walk in through it.My arms hurt, my legs hurt, my whole body hurts.The place looked differe
Dahlia.It has been a rough week for me, first, the plan didn’t go as planned and next, I was being followed by Alexander’s men and now the bitch wasn’t waking up.I was burning with so much rage and anger that at times it felt like I should go into that basement and cut every wire connected to her off. I don’t care if she dies, I don’t care about the papers anymore.I just want her gone from my life.I haven’t hated anyone the way I hated her, she was just too pure and everyone who saw her loved her. While I was painted as the black sheep of the family.I was giving her just today, if she doesn’t wake up by the end of the day then I’m killing her for real.I looked at myself in the mirror as I tenderly rubbed my skin, I looked stressed out because of her. Everything that’s happening to me was because of her, I would have been happily married to Marcus by now if it wasn’t for her.Every failure in my life was all her.Letting out a sigh, I packed my hair, took a bath, and wore a black
Epilogue.Genevieve.I have always dreamed of having this life filled with happiness and joy and I can’t believe I have it all.It has been two months since Alexander proposed and it still feels like yesterday.Dahlia had been buried—what was remaining of her—while the woman who turned out to be her mother by birth was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment.I didn’t know how burdened I was about that day until I saw her being walked out of the courthouse with handcuffs around her wrists.She is gone, she will no longer hurt me and any of my family again. Samantha and Jeremy are dating officially now and though Alexander had a hard time wrapping his head around the news he had no other choice but to give his blessings.I rubbed my sweaty hands against my dress again, I still couldn’t believe I was the one in the mirror. The custom-made wedding gown looked so pretty with diamonds that could blind anyone all over the body.Mom—Enzo’s mother—made sure I had the best of the best for
Alexander.I got a call later that day that the car Dahlia and her accomplice were driving got into an accident, Dahlia died on the spot while her accomplice was rushed to the hospital.Everyone was still waiting for her to wake up and tell me what she knew.Genevieve woke up a day after being in the hospital and for the first time after hearing of her supposed death, I burst into tears.I didn’t realize how much I had missed her until she was in my arms and I was hugging her.She told us what she heard while she was in a coma, why Dahlia did this, and why she was trying to escape.It still doesn’t make any sense to me, she was the one who got adopted and yet she wanted a bigger share of the family’s wealth.I blamed Mr and Mrs Parker for treating her like a princess over their daughter, if they hadn’t made Dahlia feel superior this wouldn’t have happened.Speaking of Genevieve’s parents they heard about her being alive from the news. Every single TV station was announcing the return
Alexander.It has been a week of hassle, a week of unfruitful work, and endless search. After that long week of searching for Genevieve, I was finally able to find her, just as I had thought all this while Dahlia had a hand in her accident.“Drive faster,” I shouted at the driver. It wasn’t his fault but I was impatient. I couldn’t wait to get to her on time, what if something had happened to her? What if she's in bad shape and couldn’t move? What if she hasn’t eaten for a long time now?A lot of what-ifs popped into my head and they were all negative thoughts.My leg bounced up and down as I stared out through the window.“Nothing is going to happen to her,” Jeremy said beside me.I looked at him and forced a smile. I feel grateful for having a best friend like him, he stood always there when I needed help. Apart from Jeremy, my father was the only one who knew about this—about us searching for Genevieve—when everyone concluded she was dead.“Don’t worry.” He added placing his hand o
Dahlia.It has been a rough week for me, first, the plan didn’t go as planned and next, I was being followed by Alexander’s men and now the bitch wasn’t waking up.I was burning with so much rage and anger that at times it felt like I should go into that basement and cut every wire connected to her off. I don’t care if she dies, I don’t care about the papers anymore.I just want her gone from my life.I haven’t hated anyone the way I hated her, she was just too pure and everyone who saw her loved her. While I was painted as the black sheep of the family.I was giving her just today, if she doesn’t wake up by the end of the day then I’m killing her for real.I looked at myself in the mirror as I tenderly rubbed my skin, I looked stressed out because of her. Everything that’s happening to me was because of her, I would have been happily married to Marcus by now if it wasn’t for her.Every failure in my life was all her.Letting out a sigh, I packed my hair, took a bath, and wore a black
*****The faint sound of a beeping sound pulled me out of my deep sleep. Slowly but surely my eyes that had felt like they were glued together opened but immediately had them shut when the bright lights attacked my eyes.I waited for a few minutes before opening them again and this time I wasn’t attacked by the lights like the first time.I blinked and stared at the dark ceiling for a while, before taking my eyes off it and looking around at the room I was in.The low beeping sound continued and only when I saw the IV pole and some other machine by the side of the bed.Where am I? I wondered.This doesn’t look anything like my room or anywhere familiar.I blinked and tried sitting up only to let out a curse and fall right back on the bed.Jesus! It felt like my whole body was on fire with just one movement.I didn’t try getting up again, my eyes went to the door, and wondered who was going to walk in through it.My arms hurt, my legs hurt, my whole body hurts.The place looked differe
*****“I can’t do it. They are already suspecting me enough, I don’t want to draw more attention to myself.” A familiar voice said in a hushed tone.That voice. Where have I heard it before? I know I have heard it somewhere but where?“Do it, Delilah, you have already come this far, what more can stop you.” Another unfamiliar voice probes into my head.Who was that?“I can’t do it. If you so much want to have revenge on them why can’t you do it yourself, do not use me. I’m not your tool, I have already gotten what I want and that’s her.” The familiar voice said again.Her?Who were they talking about?“Do you think bringing her here will be the only way to end this? No, Delilah, it won’t. We have to do what was planned and there’s no backing out on this?” The unfamiliar voice spoke again.“No, I can’t do this. I can’t do it.” I heard nothing after that. Quiet. The whole place was quiet……I flinched as I heard the loud sound of something hitting the wall and breaking into pieces.“You f
Alexander.The funeral was over and during the whole thing, I made sure to read everyone’s language around me. Anyone could be the one behind Eve’s accident, any one of them could be holding the real Genevieve.Mr and Mrs Parker weren't seen again after I had the guards escort them out, they should be glad that I wasn’t that mean towards them.They wouldn’t have left this place with their shoulders still raised high if I had said everything they did to Genevieve.I stood there watching as they lowered the casket to the ground, I remained there as they covered it with sand until there was nothing left.I was still there when everyone started leaving, I don’t know why it felt like I needed to pay a last respect to whoever was killed in that car instead of my Eve.She’s not the one and I hate how everyone was crying and crying.From my peripheral vision, I saw how Samatha and Jeremy were holding each other. His arms around her seem suspicious, it doesn’t look like the way a friend would
Alexander.After getting Mom to calm down, she left only after I promised her I would get ready and meet them downstairs.I could hear some voices from outside my room but I haven’t been able to go out and the people out there haven’t been able to come in. They know I wouldn’t like seeing anyone and I like how much they respected my space.“I know you aren’t dead, Eve,” I whispered to myself as I wore my suit jacket.I’m only doing this because I want to make whoever did this—that hurt and maybe have Eve—that I’m miserable without her.They should see that I’m broken and have moved on from her, I know that would get them to loosen up a bit. And maybe, just maybe I could get a lead from there.I stepped out of the room without bothering to comb or brush my hair, I walked past the two people camped outside my door and went downstairs.I knew their intention was to stay around me, watch over me, and make sure I did not do myself any harm.I may be out of my mind now but that doesn’t mean
Alexander.I stared at myself in the mirror and couldn’t believe I was looking right back at me. I looked different, crazy, a madman. Yes, that's what Sam called me and that is what I am.I went mad the day I got a call from the cops about Eve in an accident and the fucking hard part of it was that she didn’t survive.Neither she nor the driver survived the accident.She was burnt to ashes when the car went up in flames and couldn’t be saved—according to the fucking cops.I didn’t believe it, I didn’t want to believe that my Eve was gone. That something happened to her, that she wasn’t here with me anymore.But as the day passed and she didn’t return home, the feeling of losing her began to sink deeper into my heart.She’s gone.She’s no longer here with me, she's gone and I could do nothing about it.My hand clenched beside me as I kept on staring at myself in the mirror, I took notice of the eye bags under my eyes.I haven’t been able to sleep since I got that call, hell I have raid