DiamondI woke up to a splitting headache but that was the least of my concerns. Despite how hard my head was pounding, I was quick to realize where I was. First of all, the bed had a familiar softness; secondly, the room had very familiar colors which I loved. The furniture, just as much was familiar, too familiar, almost like something I wake up to everyday. It was a bit ironic because the last time I had blacked out from being unconscious, I panicked because when I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar room which I knew wasn't my room. But this time, the familiar colors, furniture, picture frames on the wall, were all the indications that I had woken up in my room. I paused for a moment, scanning the entire place to be sure that my head wasn't just doing a number on me. I looked around and when my eyes landed on the painting of our family plastered on my mirror by my boys, I knew that I wasn't hallucinating. I was indeed in my room.Which was funny because the last thing I remembered w
KarlI couldn't help but wonder what it was that Tim had in mind. I know I told him to hurry along with the plan, but a part of me was beginning to worry. And why would he even call me to tell me to be there for Diamond as she might need me? Was what he intended to do that grave? My thoughts danced around the place, I lost track of the fact that I had to prepare for my meeting. It wasn't until Abigail knocked on the door of my office and came in to inform me that the clients are here, that I snapped out of my reverie. Unfortunately, I hadn't been able to prepare but there was no cause for alarm. I had gone into several meetings ‘unprepared’ and had absolutely crushed it. I like to think that I have a flair for winning over clients and closing the biggest deals even on short notice. I guess that was what I was good at. My brother saved lives, yes, it was a big deal, and my parents absolutely adored him for that. But maybe if they cared to pay attention to their other son, they would se
KarlAdam and I spoke for a bit more, catching up on our college days, making plans for our business deal, and also making plans to make more plans about our business deal over a drink or two, in a downtown bar he recommended sells the good stuff. He had asked me about the lady I was interested in but I preferred to remain vague about it. I simply told him that she was a childhood friend who I have had my eyes on for as long as I could remember. Noticing my reluctance to talk about the subject, he didn't probe any further. It's not as if I didn't want to talk about Diamond; I would show that woman off the world at every instance I get. She's beautiful, ambitious, driven, smart, and genuinely the strongest, most resilient person that I have met. It's just that, unfortunately, she's been unlucky in love and continues to put herself in a position where she would remain unlucky while I was right there, waiting for the moment that she would finally see me. I was done waiting now and I was
Diamond I tried to ignore the nagging thoughts in my head as I climbed into my car and started the car, on my way to the children's school to pick them up. I was already a few minutes later than I would normally leave but it wasn't a cause to fret. I liked to give the kids sometime to mingle with their friends after school before coming to pick them up. There was a bit of traffic on the way but thankfully, it cleared up in no time. I was already ten minutes late when I arrived at the school. By now, the children were seated in their usual bench, with Natalia, waiting for their parents. And as usual, they had big smiles on their faces, and were giggling and chatting. Apparently, they had a good day today.I watched them for a brief moment, feeling a smile crawl up my lips. Suddenly, I forgot all about the thing that was bugging me, just watching the kids be happy. They were my absolute source of joy.A few moments later, I got down from the car and began heading in the direction the
DiamondAs much as I felt a tad bit fo fulfillment, having watched Mr. Cater, the irresponsible and sexist dean, squirm at my threat of going to the board to report his inadequacies, I also felt livid, recounting how he said the words he said so freely, without an iota of care about how I might receive or how it might affect my children, and other kids who happened to have single mothers as parents. It was no empty threat that I was going to go the board. Although I didn't know any board member, and prior to today, I didn't even know that there was a board, but I was going to find a way, not only because I felt discriminated for being a single mother, but because my children were beginning to suffer for this very fact.I was livid because I thought we had moved into a century where these nonsensical things didn't matter; where there was gender equality, and everyone was given a fair chance at opportunities. Apparently I was wrong because Mr. Cater had defended his reasons for making
Diamond I wasn't going to say, “Hey, Lennox, funny story or maybe a not so funny story, but my boys, you know them; Hayden, Jayden and Braden, they're actually yours. And by yours I mean that you are their father.” Then I'll chuckle, and add, “And they thought I couldn't carry a baby for up to 9 months. Well, jokes on you, I carried not just one but three babies.” Then I'll chuckle again, not because I found it funny, no. I wasn't even funny, at least I didn't consider myself to be. But I'll chuckle because I was so nervous and I didn't know how to react other than to laugh. I sighed. I could only imagine how that would go so wrong. So when I opened my mouth to speak, it wasn't to tell Lennox the truth, it was to tell him…“Lennox, I promise you, I'm fine.” And yes, I know you care about me, I also care about you, too. More than I would like to. But of course I didn't add that last part. He didn't look convinced by what I said but he did have a choice. It was clear as day someth
AgathaI didn't realize when my phone was ringing as I was lost in my thoughts. It was when one of my colleagues tapped my shoulders that I was dragged back to reality. I startled, practically jumping away from her and also ready to bolt if I turned to see that it was Martin Oliveira. Well, thank goodness it wasn't him. Eyeing me suspiciously, she pointed to where my phone was charging. “Your phone is buzzing all over the place and it's giving me a headache. Answer it or throw it out, I don't really care. Just make it stop.”With one glance from my head to toe and in a deep frown, she looked away from me and went back to arranging her locker. One of my other colleagues, Sarah, walked up to me with a concerned look on her face.“Are you okay, Agatha?” she asked.I looked up at her and tried to pass a reassuring smile her way but it was a failed attempt. There was just too much going on in my mind and in my life at the moment and I felt very unsafe. Sarah was perhaps my only friend,
Agatha Six years ago… It has been a dramatic couple of weeks; Lennox has agreed to divorce Diamond and had suggested we get married. Which means that Lennox and I are to be married after I put to birth. He said that we were going to get married after the divorce had been finalized. But this meant other things to me. I was elated, for sure, but I knew that I had to find a way to tell Martin, my lover or if you would prefer to call him my boyfriend, that I was getting married to another person which inevitably meant that we couldn't see each other anymore. I paused for a moment, while putting the jewelry around my neck. How was he going to take the news? Martin wasn't one to handle shock well. He liked to see it from a mile away so to string this on him? That wasn't good. But if it was just a shock, he would get over it. It's not as though the shock that came from my news of getting married was going to be that bad, bad enough to kill him. I wasn't even worried about him dying.