Vince's grip on my hand tightened, his expression grave as he met my gaze. "I'm not sure, Friah," he admitted, his voice tinged with concern."But there's something about him... something familiar yet chilling," I said, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach as the memory of the man's smirk sent a shiver down my spine."It felt like... like I've seen him before," I whispered, my voice trembling with unease. "In my nightmares."Vince's eyes widened with alarm, his concern deepening as he took in my words. "Do you think he's connected to... to what you've been experiencing?" he asked, his voice filled with a sense of urgency.I shook my head, the fear threatening to overwhelm me as I struggled to make sense of the unsettling encounter."I don't know," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper."But something tells me he's not just a stranger passing by."Drenver can't be here, he is in jail and also he can't be where I am. He has no money. Plus, his physical appearance was completely
The whole day, I'm just assisting some of the readers coming into the bookstore. As I was about to close the store, I noticed the same man standing outside, holding another white tulip. I was about to approach the man when melodic strains of music filled the air. I turned towards the source of the sound, my heart skipping a beat as I caught sight of Vince walking at the entrance of the bookstore, a guitar cradled in his hands.A smile spread across my face as I watched him strumming the strings with practiced ease, his fingers dancing across the fretboard as he played a soulful melody that seemed to resonate with the very essence of the island.The last customers in the store paused in their browsing, drawn in by the enchanting music that filled the space. I could see the admiration and awe reflected in their eyes as they watched Vince perform, their attention completely captivated by his talent and presence.The last notes of the song faded into the evening air. Vince set the guitar
My heart pounded with a mixture of confusion and apprehension as I held the bracelet in my hand, the weight of its implications sinking in with each passing moment. "Forever in my heart," the words echoed in my mind, stirring a sense of unease that I couldn't shake.With trembling hands, I slipped the bracelet into my pocket, the cool metal burning against my skin like a silent accusation. I needed answers, and I needed them now.Turning back to Vince, I forced a smile onto my lips, hoping to hide the turmoil swirling within me. "Sorry about that," I said, my voice wavering slightly. "I just thought I saw something interesting over there."Feeling a knot of unease tighten in my stomach, I turned away from the mysterious bracelet and made my way back to where Vince was waiting. His eyes met mine, concern flickering across his features as he took in my expression."Is everything okay, Friah?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.I forced a smile, pushing aside the troubling thoughts th
I slightly chuckled. I watched with curiosity as Vince made his way towards his room, a playful glint in his eye suggesting that he had something special in store for me. My heart fluttered with anticipation, wondering what surprise he had prepared.With a mischievous smile, I followed him, eager to discover the secret he was so eager to share. As I stepped into his room, I couldn't help but notice the soft glow of candlelight dancing across the walls, casting a warm and inviting ambiance over the space."What's the surprise?" I asked, unable to contain my excitement.Vince turned to me with a grin, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Close your eyes," he instructed, holding out his hand.I complied, allowing him to gently guide me further into the room. With each step, my heart raced with anticipation, the air tingling with the promise of something wonderful."Okay, you can open them now," Vince said, his voice filled with excitement.I opened my eyes to find myself standing in th
I stood in the nursery, surrounded by the love and warmth that Vince had poured into every corner of the room. My thoughts drifted back to Trence and to the moments we had shared so long ago.The memory played out in my mind. I could feel the warmth of Trence's hand in mine and the comforting weight of his presence beside me. Despite his hesitation about going anywhere, especially in public spaces, he had insisted on joining me for a night at the movies. His busy schedule and the demands of his company were momentarily forgotten when he heard my plan for the evening. My real plan was to watch movies alone like I used to do when I was feeling down and in need of some time to myself."Are you enjoying the movie?" I had asked, stealing a glance at Trence beside me, his eyes focused intently on the screen.He had nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "It's... different," he had admitted, his voice tinged with amusement. "But I can see why you enjoy it."After a few min
With a heavy heart, I pushed aside the memories of Trence, focusing instead on the love and happiness that surrounded me in the present moment. Vince's arms around me, the warmth of his embrace, the promise of a future filled with love and laughter—these were the things that mattered now, the things that filled me with hope and joy.As I looked around the nursery, imagining the laughter of a child filling the room, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be, with the man who had shown me what true love and happiness looked like. I realized this as I leaned into Vince's embrace and felt the warmth and strength of his love surrounding me."Friah, let's rest already," Vince suggested , I hesitated, torn between the comfort of our bed and the allure of the nursery that held the promise of our future."I think I'll stay here a little longer," I replied softly, meeting Vince's gaze with a gentle smile. "I want to spend some more time in our daughter's room."Vince's expression soften
I did not sleep after I discovered the bracelet. I tossed and turned all night, my mind consumed with thoughts of where it came from and who it belonged to. If it was from Trence, that means he knows where we are."Good morning," Vince said, interrupting my thoughts."You look like you didn't get much sleep last night," he added when he kissed me on the cheeks. I forced a smile, trying to push away the unease that lingered from the previous night's discovery."Good morning, Vince," I greeted him."I did have a bit of trouble sleeping," I admitted, avoiding eye contact. "But I'm sure it's nothing to worry about," I reasoned.Vince raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced by my attempt to brush off the situation. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his tone filled with concern."Yes, everything is okay," I said, and I rose from the seat."I just had a lot on my mind last night, that's all," I reassured him as I walked towards the kitchen to start making breakfast. Vince followed me, his eye
Trence brought me into a small Nippa hut hidden in the forest, far away from anyone who could hear my screams. The dim light inside cast eerie shadows on his face as he whispered, "You're mine now." I shuddered, realizing the danger I was in as Trence's grip tightened on my arm. ' "You change, Trence," I said, my voice trembling. "You used to be kind." Trence's grip loosened slightly, a flicker of emotion crossing his face before he hardened once more. "You don't know the whole story," he replied cryptically, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and sadness. I felt a sense of unease settle in as I realized there was much more to Trence than I had ever imagined. Is it his true identity? Is he the same as the person I left before? He brought me into the room. The dimly lit room revealed a side of Trence I had never seen before—mysterious and guarded. He closed the door behind us. He threw me in the bed, which was different from the interior of the Nippa hut. The room was filled with