Bryan's POV As I stepped into my apartment, the door closed behind me with a soft click.The apartment was too quiet, I wondered where everybody went, knowing Emelda had actually left work earlier than I did.Drained as hell, I dropped my black leather bag onto the couch as I sunk myself right into it too. My body was still tense from the information I received. I stared blankly at the wall in front of me, my mind still reeling from the shock of the text message that had interrupted my conversation with Emelda earlier that day at work."What the hell?" I muttered to myself, my brain still trying to process the words on the screen. The memories of the words on the screen burnt itself strongly into my memory as I relived the moment over and over again. I could memorize every word, every letter. “What mind blowing audacity she got.” I hissed, my fingers trembling slightly as I clutched the phone in m
Natasha’s POVAs I flagged down a cab that would take me home, I couldn’t help but still be amazed. What had played before my eyes in the shopping mall still stunned me. “Had it all just been a farce or had Jonathan or whatever his name was just purchased the second and last remaining Crescent Sole designer shoe?” I questioned myself.My gosh! I have always longed to have that designer shoe, but of course I wouldn’t be able to afford it even if I wished. Not with our current financial status. But, how? I gasped for the umpteenth time. “How had Jonathan managed to snag that shoe?”As I tried to wrap my head around it, I recalled a friend telling me that the Crescent sole designer shoe alone was worth almost half a grand, yet that pathetic had bought it on the spot. Was he not supposed to be poor and wretched?“No! Something didn’t add up.” I reiterated to myself.I was s
Bryan's POV The loud noise we heard earlier sounded again, this time louder and unable to ignore as it vibrated across the walls. Emelda's eyes, like an automatic robot, moved from me and fell at the door. With the noise too loud to ignore, I dashed out of the room. As I stormed out of the room, my mind clouded with rage and frustration, I barely registered Emelda's footsteps behind me. “What's all these?” I asked, irritated by the persistent banging. I allowed Emelda's words telling me to calm down to fall on deaf ears as I made my way towards the sitting room, my heart still pounding in my chest as I tried to calm my racing thoughts. And then, just as I was about to turn the corner into the sitting room, The loud noise sounded again, this time clearer from within. The noise came from our very door. Someone has been banging on it.
Emelda's POV I stood in shock for about a minute, everything around me frozen.It can't be! With my heart racing, and my feet barely able to keep up with Bryan, I quickly rushed after Bryan down the stairs.My hands were shaking as I tried to grip the rail for support, and my eyes opened wide with shock as I tried to take in what was happening."Bryan, wait!" I called out, my voice shaky and uncertain as I tried to catch up to him, my breath coming in short gasps as I fought to keep pace, my mind filled with fear and panic.As we reached the street, the sight of Jonathan lying motionless on the ground made my blood run cold, my heart leaping into my throat as I saw the pool of blood spreading beneath him.I shook my head in disbelief, struggling to comprehend the horror of the scene before me."Jonathan!" I gasped, my voice a high, shrill cry as I ran to his side, my knees hitting the pavement with a
Emelda's POV As the car pulled up to the hospital and the doors swung open, I immediately followed Bryan and the driver as they carried Jonathan into the emergency room.I held my palm over my chest as my heart continued to race while watching the doctors and nurses swarm around him, their voices a blur of instructions and orders as they rushed to save his life.My gaze turned to focus on Bryan who just stood by the side, supporting his back against a wall. His face was pale and drawn as he watched the chaos unfold, but just then, I recalled his call.I couldn't help but wonder how he had managed to get the best doctors in the city to agree to treat his grandfather.My thoughts despite the scene in front of me was a whirlwind of questions and confusion as I tried to make sense of the situation.“How are we going to pay off all these bills?” I thought to myself. I knew we had a good job at a great firm but how
Emelda's POV The silence in the room grew heavier, my heart skipped as I realized what had happened. "Time of death," Dr. Anderson announced, his voice somber and resigned as he pronounced the final words.He switched his gaze for a moment from the doctor's to us and then back to Jonathan's body, his eyes sad and sympathetic as he looked at the body, his gaze filled with sorrow as he continued. "9:00 PM.”I gasped, placing my hands over my mouth as my mind reeled and struggled to process the loss, my breath catching in my throat as I fought to hold back the tears.As the Dr.Anderson’s words hung in the air, I felt my body grow heavy and weak, my legs trembling as I struggled to remain standing, my breath quickening as I tried to hold back the tears which welled up, ready to overflow.And then, without warning, my knees buckled and I collapsed to the ground.My body fell forward as I let out a choked sob. With my face buried in my hands, I allowed the tears I had held back for too lo
Bryan's POV I opened my eyes to the morning light, the world coming into focus as I adjusted to the new day.With my mind still fuzzy with sleep, I lifted my hand across my face to cover the sun rays that shone focused on my face as I took in my surroundings. And then, as I turned to my side, I saw her, Emelda, lying next to me, her eyes closed as she slept so soundly, her body curled against mine in a way that made my heart swell with emotion.As I watched her sleep, I couldn't help but think back to the night before, the moments leading up to our embrace, the need and desire that had driven us to each other's arms and how she had given herself to me. Gosh! She was so smooth, so innocent, so gentle. I remembered how she had fed me, her hands gentle and caring as she spooned the food into my mouth, the kindness in her eyes a balm for my aching soul.She was about to leave, to clear up the dishes when I had reached for her, my hand grasping her wrist as I asked her to stay.At that
Bryan's POVEmelda looked exceptionally beautiful in her simple red corporate dress. This time, she allowed her silk hair to fall backwards as she used a black hair clip to keep them in perfect position.“Are you sure you will be fine? You really don't want me to call the office?” She asked for the third time that morning, her face etched with worry.“Emelda," I said, my voice gentle as I reached out to stroke her cheek, my thumb brushing against her skin as I spoke, my eyes filled with tenderness and affection as I continued."I’m going to be okay," I assured her, my words filled with conviction as I spoke, my voice steady and strong as I continued. "I'm really fine actually, I can handle things, and I will actually have to be at work too. There's an important meeting I need to attend."Emelda still didn't look like she bought what I was saying. She looked at me intensely, her eyes furrowing into a slight frown."I know you want to be there for me," I added, my voice soft and unders