Sharon brought in the brown envelope she had found at her door and walked in. She wondered what was in there and from whom it came from. But after opening it, her curiosity dwindled. She knew who it was from.There were a few pictures of herself in different places and she looked at them in shock. What was shocking was that she had never been in those clothes and had never been to those places where the pictures were taken. She recognized one of the places to be the house her biological parents were living in. That was when everything made sense. How could she have believed they had no child? Every couple wants children. Then, she realized that the reason she was forsaken was because of this lady that looked so much like her. Anger filled her up immediately and she squeezed one of the pictures in one hand. She looked into the envelope again and saw another picture she didn't bring out. It was a picture of her… No, not her. It was a picture of the lady in a wedding dress and beside
Kelly looked behind her to see who Rhoda was referring to. She looked back at Rhoda and touched her hand. "Are you okay? Is he someone you know?" She asked."Yes, I am fine. Excuse me for a moment," Rhoda replied and walked towards Nas and they moved some feet away from Kelly. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?""Good day to you, too," Nas replied, still smiling.Rhoda's heart started melting seeing him smile. His smile had been what she had fallen in love with when she saw him for the first time. She tried to look hard even though she was not. "I'm sorry. I'm just surprised to see you. You wanted me out of your life, remember? You said you never wanted to see me again, so why —""That's because I thought I could live without you, Rho."She loved him calling her that. She always has. And he was doing that on purpose because he knew. "It's been over a year and I can tell you lived just fine. It is so obvious," she said while looking at him from head to toe. She admitted he
After lunch, Rhoda went to the living room to get the book she had left there. She was going out to see Nas later in the evening. She had no idea if that was too soon, but she also wanted to see him. She wanted to know what happened to him. She hated to admit it but she missed him. As he talked to her over the phone, she realized how much she did. Seeing and talking to him re-ignites all the feelings she thought had gone. She had totally forgotten about Jeff. It was not going to work out with him anyway. Other than the question she had refused to give him the answer to the previous day, he had not talked to her as he used to. She could feel he was distant. He wasn't acting like it, but she knew he was.Their so-called 'friendship' was not growing, but it was not stuarting either. She was brought out of her thinking realm by the ringing of a phone. It was Jeff's. She took it and went upstairs to his room to give it to him. "Your phone is —" She opened the door and froze as she walke
Rhoda had suggested that they meet at an eatery or any restaurant nearby, but Nas was against it and had suggested and found a way to convince her to go to his house. When she arrived, Rhoda could not help but look around the house. Not even a single change had been made in the room. It was exactly the same way as it was a year ago. She had her seat as he went to bring her a drink. She clasped her fingers together as she waited. She did not know the reason she was… nervous. She wouldn't say uncomfortable. Nas returned with a glass of strawberry juice. "I'm not sure if you still like this, babe," he said as he placed the cup on the center table. Not at all, she thought. She never liked strawberry juice or strawberry anything, but he did not seem to remember that. She smiled nevertheless and said, "Thank you, Nas." She decided not to correct his memory. It was not like she was allergic to strawberries. But how could he forget that she loved orange juice best? He always teased her wi
Jeff finished his zoom business meeting, shut down his laptop, and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea. It was getting late and Rhoda wasn't back yet. He didn't even know what to think. Did that mean her meeting with her ex-boyfriend was going well? Even after wishing it shouldn't?No one should misunderstand him. He didn't care. She could do whatever she wanted with her life. It was none of his business. He did not give an 'F' about that. Should he just get back to his ex as well? That could make them even. Oh, no! That was a terrible idea. Or could it not be? He decided to go out of his house to look around. Sometimes, he enjoyed the view of his neighborhood so much that he would stroll for a few minutes before going back home.He still liked Karen, but no. She was already his past. He could not even forgive the fact that she was double dating him with an old man. Like, an old man. Didn't that mean the 'oldie' was giving her more than he could? But — Oh, no. He shoul
"Rhoda?"She said nothing even though it was not oblivious to them that she heard all that they said. She only looked from Jeff to his father, then back to her husband. She made an attempt to start walking out of their sight into her room, but stopped abruptly when her father-in-law talked. "Why would you glare like that? I wasn't entirely wrong."That made her more furious. She turned and walked closer to him to give him a piece of her mind. He needed to hear it, but before she could say anything, her husband beat her to it. "You've gone too far, dad. You should take your leave before I change my mind." He was already furious. His father kept giving him surprises after another."Jeff!""Leave. Please " He was already fuming with seeing his ex-girlfriend with him and now he had to do this. He didn't want to do anything to embarrass his father but that would only be possible if he respected himself and walked out while he was still being patient. His father got to his feet and walke
As he kissed her, he felt her reluctance at first but she started leaning into him as he circled his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to himself. He traced her lips with his tongue and then pulled gently on her lower lip. She opened her mouth slightly, giving him entrance. Wrapping a hand around his neck, she let her other hand travel down his neck to his chest. It was obvious she wanted him as much as he wanted her, but she decided to have some self-control and pull back."Jeff!" Rhoda said as she pulled away a few inches from him. She had been taken by surprise and she had to pull back. Not that she felt like stopping him, but she could not help but feel he was simply leading her on. She didn't want that."Don't go back to your ex-boyfriend. Please." Jeff realized at that moment that his biggest fear was Rhoda going back to her ex-boyfriend. He might lose her forever and he did not want that. He loved her too much to allow that. Wow! He really admitted that for the f
Kelly walked out of the kitchen as she wiped her hand on the apron she was putting on to bring her boyfriend's phone to him in the bathroom. Her eyes strayed to the caller and she lifted her brows in confusion. "Francis?" She called and turned around to walk into his bedroom. "You're still in the shower?" She asked as she walked in and met him naked in the bedroom trying to get dressed. She smiled. "Cover your ass, man," she joked and he laughed. "Really? You want me to?" Francis said as he got closer to his girlfriend. "Look into my face and tell me you want me to," he flirted and it was her turn to laugh."Don't be silly, babe. You have a call." She said as he put his briefs on and sat on his bed. "Really? From who?"She gave him the phone and made sure to study his facial expressions. He seemed surprised to see who was calling, then he looked at her and gave her a small smile. "Excuse me," he said as he walked outside his bedroom to pick up the call. What the fuck! Did he jus
“Oh, gosh! Rhoda!” He exclaimed as soon as he barged inside. “How did you fall?” He asked as he rushed to her side. She was in tears and couldn't utter a word. He helped her up and hugged her. “It's okay now. You're fine,” he consoled and she tried to subdue the tears. She shook her head in disagreement to what he said. “I'm not fine, Jeff. I don't think I'll ever be able to walk again. I can't even stand up by myself after falling. I am doomed!” She cried. “Sshhh!” He said, looking her in the eyes. “Don't say that. You are not doomed and you'll walk again. I'll make sure that happens,” he assured, wiping her tears with his thumbs. She sniffed and nodded. He lifted her up in his arms and was about to put her back on the bed when she stopped him. “I need to use the restroom,” she said, looking everywhere but him. He smiled at her shyness and helped her to the bathroom and waited outside to help her back to the bed when she was done. “Are you okay now?” He placed her on the bed, po
After being discharged, Rhoda decided to go to Jeff's house. He didn't oppose it. He was surprised instead. Why would she want to go to his place instead of her boyfriend's? And why would the guy agree to it? No matter how he looked at it, it seemed odd to him. She wouldn't even go to her parents' house. Well, Rhoda gave him the excuse that she had to stay with him because of her parents since they didn't know about the boyfriend. Made sense, but at the same time didn't. He said nothing as he drove her to his house and helped her out of the car onto her wheelchair. She has not been able to stand and walk on her own properly even though there has been improvements in her condition, but the doctor insisted that she should keep using the special chair for a while. And of course, just as Jeff had predicted, Rhoda had been against it but had been left with no choice. As he was about to put her on the chair, she glared at him. "Are you kidding? I am not sitting there. I have legs," she
Few days later, the doctors finally concluded that Rhoda had had enough rest and could be visited, but one after the other. Rhoda said nothing as she saw her father walk in. Her mother had just gone out and she knew he was going to do the same thing her mother did. Apologize. And she was already tired of that. She had forgiven them and had told her mother that. She hoped she would relay the message to her father. She was getting bored with the apologies. When would he even come in? She thought. "Dad," Rhoda called and smiled. He held her hand and squeezed it a little. "I am glad you're better now. Rhoda, I am …"She nodded repeatedly. "I know, dad. I know you are sorry. You regretted it. Not telling me about Sharon, the marriage and sending me abroad? I know. I've forgiven you. So, you don't need to apologize."When would anyone ask her how she was feeling and not just assume that she was better? It seemed no one was interested in that even though she had just been to the moon and
Rhoda got rushed to the hospital in an ambulance without much time. Her pulse was very weak and she was bleeding profusely from the gunshot and was barely holding on. Jeff drove behind the ambulance with the family and his friend. He had been warned a couple of times to slow down his speed, but he paid no heed to them. He tried to. It just wasn't working. "Jeff, calm down. You don't want to kill us all and then get to know in heaven that Rhoda made it to your funeral," his sister said and he shot her a glare from the rear view mirror, but said nothing and slowed down. They arrived just as Rhoda was being wheeled in. He ran to her and kept calling her name, begging her to hold on. "You have to make it, babe. Please," he pleaded as he pushed the wheel alongside with the nurses with bloody hands and into the emergency ward. He was asked to wait outside the ward as the doctor and nurses attended to her, so he obeyed hesitantly, but not before using everything he knew and believed in t
Jeff's phone started ringing. He rolled over on his bed and looked at the phone beside him to check who the caller was. He didn't bother picking up when he realized it was his best friend. Ex-best friend. Moments later, it started ringing again and that happened a couple of times more until he got frustrated and forced to pick up. He put the phone to his ear. "What's up?""There's something I need to tell you," Francis said from the other end. "And it's urgent. Can you come over now? Please?"Jeff was still sleepy and it was evident in his voice. "Why would I? Sorry, but no. Bye…" he said and put the phone out of his ear. "Rhoda," Francis said as fast as he could before he hung up and Jeff put the phone back to his ear and sat upright immediately. The sleep left his eyes all of a sudden. "What's wrong with Rhoda? Oh, wait! Is she your partner too? Is that what you want to confess?" He was irritated and annoyed and he didn't bother hiding that from his tone. "Jeff, no. You know she'
Rhoda paced her room back and forth as Steve told her about the man he had seen that was following her. From the description, she knew who it was. He had found her. It seemed that fate wanted them to cross paths again. "I told him I am your husband –"She squeezed her face as she tried to re-listen to what he had just said. "You did what? You told him that you're my husband?" That would make him confused. "He wasn't sure if it was you. Well, with the look on his face, he was quite sure, but I stopped him from following you," Steve said as he crossed his legs and relaxed on her bed. He sensed and noticed the anger that was building up in her, but chose to ignore it. She wouldn't get mad at him. And if she would, he was ready for it. He would readily take her anger. He was going to be protective of her until the end. Rhoda had been an amazing person and he had grown to love her. He wouldn't let her go back into a life where she wasn't valued and appreciated. He was even ready to fathe
Sharon got out of her car and walked to the entrance of her parents' house. She paused at the door as she hesitated on knocking. She was going in to see her parents. Her biological parents. She had seen them before, of course, but then she had been pretending to be sick. Now, she was all well and good, going in as their only daughter. The only daughter of the parents who gave her up for adoption because they didn't want her. She wasn't needed. And now, she was going, pretending to be someone she was not. The original daughter. That realization stung and it hurt her really bad. She raised her head and fought back her tears because she wasn't the type that cry. They didn't even look for her. She had wasted so many years thinking they would, but it was sad that they were fine without her. The hurt pierced through her heart, but she refused to let a tear drop. She had become too strong for that. She hoped. It was obvious she was an unwanted child. It was only a matter of time and she wou
Meredith walked closer to where her husband was sitting and took her seat beside him. He had been avoiding her and saying little or no words to her ever since their argument. He was about to stand up and leave when she grabbed his arm. "How long do you plan to ignore me? Please, listen to what I have to say, at least."Rhoda's father said nothing and took his seat again. He ignored her totally and continued with the news he was reading on his iPad. "It was a mistake, Fred. A terrible mistake that I — regret.""Really?" He asked sardonically."Listen to me, please. I admit I allowed something wrong with your brother, but the kids are yours. Believe me," Meredith pleaded. She tried to hold her husband's hands, but he jerked them away. "Don't touch me, Meredith. Why are you so adamant about this? Why won't you admit it? Your secret is already known, why deny it? The kids are mine? Really? Care to enlighten me on how, you whore? How could you sleep with my brother?""I didn't sleep wit
Jeff could not have been more shocked in his life, because, now, he realized what had been going on in his life. Now, he knew the reason he was doubtful of his wife after the accident. It was because of one thing. The wife at home wasn't the one he got married to. Now that he was looking at his wife, he could see the differences between them. But how possible that he was able to confuse the two? They looked so much alike. What was going on? He thought."Oh, my God!" He exclaimed as the answer suddenly struck him like thunder. "Oh, my God!" He exclaimed again and all he could picture in his head was the lady he met at the bar the day he went there with Francis. He started finding it hard to control his breathing. He held his neck as he tried to get the full picture of what his brain was telling him. This lady in question had been the one he saw in the bathroom and had blamed Rhoda for it for months! How could he not know?! But who is the lady? And most importantly, why would she