I cleared my throat a bit.“Uhm, Hi Damian,”No response.“How are you doing?” I asked in a lame attempt, my hands were fidgeting.No response.“I am sorry about what happened some days back. Honestly, it wasn't intentional and he— just boom, and kissed me.”No response.“Look, it meant nothing,” I said, my voice croaking. I didn’t want to cry but a tear had slipped down my cheeks.I hated this bridge between us. Our hateful comments to each other was better.I hated feeling this way. Not knowing what he thinks. Or could he be that he doesn’t care about what I do with my life?“Damian,” I called tenderly, going to stand in front of him “Please say something, anything!”He stopped typing.“I promise you, I'll stay away from Coleman. I'll never see him or talk to him ever again. I'll avoid him if that is what you want, and I promise never do anything to make you mad again. Just forgive me this once,” I rushed my words, not thinking twice.Did I just say I'll never do anything to make him
The school was finally over, and I went home. Damian’s mother came to the bedroom to remind me of the last day of the marriage conference.“Oh, I forgot,” I said, staring at her at the doorway as I slipped on my slippers. I had just showered and wore a simple dress to read my books when she came in.She looked glamorous in her blue two piece suit. It was obvious she was going out.“I knew it. I knew you forgot. Damian just said that you both weren’t going,” She clapped her hands in delight. Then she pulled me into her arms “Would you want to go? My friend, the host called to remind us of the meeting. You know, you and Damian didn’t go for the second day, and today is the last day…”I looked at the opened door “Hmm, okay. I’ll go” I said, closing my books “ but where is Damian? He isn’t going?” I asked.She shook her head “He’s at the studio,” She said softly “I am so sorry for the inconvenience, dear, I would have gone just to represent the family but I need to be at a meeting with Tim
The lady sitting on his legs and twerking for him was Stephanie.What the hell?I stood, gobsmacked, and watched in bewilderment. Was that for real? These two brought their now love life to taunt me. Betrayal settled in the pit of my belly.I stood a bit far from them, and when he saw me he placed his hands on the Stephanie’s exposed tummy, making her giggle and twerk the more.My eyes became watery as I stared at them. Was he doing this to make me jealous or what? I sniffed and started walking away immediately.“Hold on, isn't that your wife?” I heard one of the males with ask,“Yeah, she looks so identical with— her on your laps. I didn’t know your wife is a twin,” a female said“So which of the twin is your wife?” another voice asked, but I didn't wait to hear the response as I hastened my steps and ran into the house.I sobbed, hurrying pass the sitting room and taking the stairs immediately. When I got into the room, I closed the door immediately and threw myself on the bed. I wep
I slept peacefully for the first time in a while. I knew I had done good by standing up for myself and what I want.Yesterday, I had made a decision that I wasn’t going to be timid anymore and accept Stephanie’s attitude towards me.I loved my twin and heaven bears witness to that, but she was cruel. If I have to learn Kung fu and take bodyguards with me everywhere. I would do it.I smiled subconsciously, feeling the rays of the sun glinting my face. I fluttered my eyes open. My vision remains blur, but I could tell that I was staring at the ceiling.I yawned and smiled again. I was happy with what happened last night. Stephanie had scurried away in guilt. Then I came into the empty bedroom and slept off. I stretched my bones, and hands when I felt something. Hold on...I turned my neck and saw Damian sleeping beside me.Whaaat?I shrieked, gasping and sitting up immediately.Damian was sleeping on the bed beside me? How...How did it happen? Wasn’t he avoiding me? Or perhaps, after
I had nowhere to go today except to the meeting. The plan was to read my books after I left the dining room.Some hours later, Damian walked into the room and saw me reading. He didn’t say a word, and just went to his closet to start changing his clothes.Where were you after the dining? I wanted to ask but kept mute and closed my books. The mansion was the largest in the country with innumerable rooms like a castle, so he could’ve been in one.I went to pick a cloth in my closet and changed into the dress. I took out my jewelries and make-up kit to the changing room. Damian was there also, clothed and cuffing his in inner sleeve. He had on a black suit and even without the jacket, he was looking so good.I wetted my lips and concentrated on what I was doing before the mirror. Then the pain hit me again and I groaned.Oh God! It was so painful. I shut my eyes and held my tummy tight. I would have taken aspirin but I was advised against it.When the pain subsided and I opened my eyes, I
I looked at him with quivering lips. I was so embarrassed. My second outing with Damian and now this. Oh no, I didn’t think it was going to overflow.How do handle this? What do I do?I stared at the floor with fidgeting hands. I knew he must be embarrassed. I stared at him again but there was no color to his cheeks.He was simply staring at me softly. Then he slowly took off his jacket and handed it to me “Here, make use of this- so we can home and then we take care of you,”Woah!This seemed like the longest statement he had ever given me.I gulped nervously and collected the jacket from him. I felt so conscious. He was like 6’5 and I like 5’4, so his jacket did went past my buttocks.He held my hands and took me out of the room, with our bodyguards following us. I tried not to think of the way his large palms made me feel, the warmth in them. His hands was so soft and I wanted to have them caress my cheeks so bad.We made use of the elevator which took us to the first floor and when
Oh my God!! Am I dreaming?Does this mean Damian forgives me? Is there hope for us?I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh as I took his palm and he led me to the bedroom.I slept soundly that night, after peeking at him sleep. Damian was really here, with me. On our bed! I was elated and blushed as I wandered off into dream land.Sunday quickly went and Monday came. I woke up and did the normal routine; bath, dress up for school and go downstairs for breakfast.As usual, everybody was already seated there, eating. It seems I am always the last person to show up.“Good morning, Crystal,” I greeted Damian’s mom, beating her to the usual greeting.She rolled her eyes and laughed as if to say ‘I saw what you did there,’“Good morning, sweetheart. How was your night?” She asked. Damian who sat close to her just focused on his meal. Mr Tims wasn’t on the table.As though seeing my questioning eyes, Mrs Crystal answered “He had to travel so early to Spain for a meeting,”“Oh, okay, I’ll reach
After morning classes, Zara and I sat at the cafeteria, chewing on some beef.“So, tell me, Sarah, how did it happen? How did you and Damian make up?” She asked curiously. I simply told her about waking up one morning to seeing him on the bed. The rest was history…“Wow! That’s so incredible, you know? I am really happy for you guys. Now, I know that you two can have the perfect valentine tomorrow,” she said and my eyes beamed in recognition.Valentine! What was I going to get for Damian?“I forgot that tomorrow was Valentine,” I said and she shook her head in pity.“Married woman, Sarah forgot that tomorrow was Valentine!” She said loudly that I covered her mouth with my palms. Eyes were still on me.Then we heard some excited screams just beside the cafeteria. The cafeteria walls were transparent, glasses, and we could see what was happening outside.Students had rushed to see what was happening and Zara and I equally stood up to see. It was Daisy taking selfies in front of a flashy
When Stephanie left the room, Damian came back inside and I told him that I wanted to go home.“If that’s what you want,” Damian chuckled, giving me a beautiful smile as though he wasn’t the one who insisted that I stayed in the hospital till I was completely better.“Yes, that’s what I want.” I stuck my tongue out for him.“Your OB, by the way, visited while you took a nap; before Stephanie came. She’s already arranged a schedule for prenatal checkups.” He said and i beamed widely, reaching out for his neck as I hugged him tightly.“Thank God!” I said.We were both on the bed, as we hugged for a long time. The feeling was heaven for me… and then when we separated, he got something out from his pocket.“Sorry that this was lost for a while, but here it is now.”I fixed my eyes on the velvety box in between his two fingers. And Gosh! When he opened it, I saw the glittering thing inside.“Oh, Damian! My ring!”“I don't want you to be worrying anymore. See? It's been recovered.” I burst i
“Pregnant?” Damian stared at me with blazing light in his eyes. “God! Oh, God!” He grinned widely and touched my stomach. “Is she pregnant, doc?” He looked at the doctor to wait for the latter's statement.“Yes, she is! Congratulations, Mr. Delance! Your wife’s pregnant!” Then, the doctor gave me a happy smile. “There's a new life forming in your womb, young lady. Congratulations!”Oh!I was pregnant... and I didn’t know... I was bringing a new life in my womb --- my baby and Damian’s.Damian and I gazed at each other. He then touched both of my cheeks with his palms.“We're going to have a child soon,” Damian said, just a whisper at first.“Yes, our child...” I repeated with tears in my eyes now.“You're pregnant. I'm gonna be a father soon!” heexclaimed, almost shouting now. I had never seen him this excited, especially when he threw a fist on the air. Next, he started jumping and screaming happily in the room. I felt so emotional, even when he came back and started peppering my fa
“Hypertension… but he’s alright now. Don’t worry about him. He’s okay.Trust me, Baby.” He saidOh, God! There was no need for me to ask why Dad had a hypertension attack. It was clear that it was because of what happened to me. Oh, Dad! After holding strong for Stephanie, then this happened to me. We are all he has.“What? I want to see my Dad. Please, let me see him,Damian,” I pleaded, seeking his hand.“Ssshhh, calm down, Baby. Dad’s okay. It wasn't serious at all. They simply had him admitted so he could rest from the worry, and thoughts… Just trust me, okay?”Well, I trusted him. If he says Dad was okay, I trusted him. I closed my eyes and imagined Dad’s relaxed face.“You'll see him soon... just not right now. We have to make sure first of your health.” I heard Damian say.My health? Why, what happened? But I feel fine.Flashing back my thoughts on what happened, I recalled Zara, her craziness, and...“Damian,” I cried out, opening my eyes.“Yes?” He locked his gaze on me.“My ri
Books. Lots of Books.I was in a paradise with so many books. The winds caressed sweetly and I was in awe of the beauty around me. I loved it here. Then I heard a voice calling me. A masculine voice that was so familiar to me. A voice that seemed to come from far, far away… but no matter how far it was from me, the voice persisted to call me… to come back to him.“Baby!”Huh? I turned and I saw no one.Then I bent to flip the pages of one of the books around me. Somehow everything here soothened me. It felt like home, where I belong.From a distance, I heard a girl’s voice. “Gemi…”The voice seemed to be following me.“Stephanie!” I called her out. “Gemi…”“Steph,”Then there was darkness again.***“Baby! Please come back!” I heard that voice again. I was back in the paradise, with a pile of books stuck in front of me. I looked at the alluring peaceful place.“Baby!”Damian?“Wake up, please,” he pleaded.Wake up?I looked ahead and didn’t see the books anymore. I was in a place I
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room.My whole back was pressed to the surface of a chair, and so I had my eyes to the door. Then it dawned on me that both of my legs and arms were tied with ropes to each sides of the chair, and it was almost impossible for me to escape.My mouth was tied up with something so tight to my skin, which I presumed to be a duct tape. Where was I?Then everything came flashing back, the sneaking out of home, Zara’s house, the warthog mask… The same mask the person who tried to kill me wore…Just then, the door creaked open and in came the girl who had been the one causing me mishaps, Zara.This time she was dressed in a yellow top over gray joggers. “Oh darling, you’re finally up. I was hoping not to kill you in your sleep.” She said. My eyes widened in horror. I wanted to speak but my lips was still taped together. How could she do this to me? What did I ever do to her?We were best friends!Tears started to roll down my cheeks. I felt so scared, hurt
“Sure,” I told her. Damian sighed and palmed a hand over his forehead.When the call ended, I turned to him. “What?” “You can’t go to Zara’s house. You can’t go anywhere yet, it’s too dangerous,” Damian protested.“It’s been a month since the whole thing, it’s my best friend. I’ll be fine.” I said“No,” Damian shook his head “we still don’t know who these bad people are. We don’t know who the boss is,”“Don’t worry, I’ll be safe. I’ll go and come back in a blink of an eye,” I smiled“Fine, if you must go, i’ll come with you,” Damian saidI shook my head vigorously “not a chance, I’ll just go with some of the bodyguards.”“Then forget it. I won’t let you leave the house,” he said through clenched teeth.My eyes narrowed “don’t be difficult, Zara was in my life before you.”Damian jaw clenched tightly. He just turned and left me standing there. Only then did I realize that I had spoken wrongly.He was just trying to look out for me. I hurried after him but Damian completely ignored him
“So, how’s the investigation going?” Damian’s Dad asked over dinner. They decided to spend the night with us. It was just the four of us under the bright chandelier.“Uhm, there’s been no concrete lead yet,” Damian said, dropping his fork and cleaning his mouth with the napkin.Damian’s Dad chewed onto the beef gently, “how about Stephanie, Sarah’s sister?”Guilt settled in the pit of my stomach. Large arms quickly enclosed over mine, I looked up to meet Damian’s eyes. He smiled reassuringly and said “We believe she is recuperating, and when the time is right, we would get to talk with her,”“That’s good news,” His mom chipped in.“Yeah,” I murmured “so, how’s everyone at home? Loxie, Duke, Bernie and the rest?” I asked, eager to change the topic.“Oh, they’re all good.” Damian’s mom voice was high pitched. We all weren’t going to talk about Ruth…She continued “Well, Loxie moved out,”“Why?”“She called off her engagement with Duke,” she replied. My eyes widened with horror, and somew
It felt like we were back to the beginning. Why did Susan attempt suicide?Damian said she was rushed to the hospital, and that there was slim chance that she was going to survive it. Her pulse was very faint when they found her. The camp was officially ruined. Everyone else was sent back home.However, Mr Martins thinks that the Mysterious boss and the person who tried to kill me might be one person. He also thinks that Stephanie have might a clue on who this person is.With that, he made sure policemen were stationed around Stephanie’s ward, and in the hospital.Dad didn’t let Damian and I to see Stephanie after our visit at the police station. He told us to go home, and that he was going to watch over Stephanie, and notify us of any improvement. My eyes fluttered open in our bedroom, and I saw Damian sitting by the bedside. I wondered why he wasn’t on the bed with me. He looked really sad and was clasping my hands in his.My mind went back to when we returned, and Damian stayed out
“Now, who do we have here? The Iconic Sarah and her husband,” Josef Moore chuckled the moment we walked in “just the people I want to see,”“So, young man. You’ve had your wish. Here she is. Start speaking!” Mr Martin slammed his fist on the table.Josef didn’t flinch. He relaxed boldly on his chair. “You don’t remember me, do you?” he asked me.I stared intently at him “Nope,” I answered, sitting opposite him. For whatever reason, I wasn’t scared of this guy. Maybe it had to do with being with Damian, or in the police station. Maybe…“Do you remember the little boy you reported to your Dad?” he asked with a smirk. Damian and Mr Martins stood beside me.“A little boy?” I frowned He sat up and leaned closer, his elbows on the table. I spotted a little scar beneath his eyelids.“Oh, let me guess… good girl had life easy for her. No wonder she doesn’t remember the life of the little boy she ruined,”“I beg your pardon,” my eyes narrowed. Damian made to advance threateningly at Josef but