Sara's footsteps echoed softly in the dim hallway as she walked back to Adrian, her mind racing with thoughts about Bryce's mysterious comment. The words left her feeling both relieved and unsettled. What did Bryce really mean? Did he know something she didn't? Sara decided to focus on finding Adrian, who was waiting for her anxiously, his presence a comfort in her confused state.When Sara entered the room, the soft lighting highlighted Adrian's face, his eyes full of curiosity and concern, looking for answers she wasn't ready to give. He wanted to know every detail of her talk with his father, but Sara stayed quiet, not revealing much. His curiosity was clear in his urgent voice. "Sara, please, tell me. What did my father say?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly.Sara hesitated, struggling with what to say. Her uncertainty showed in her eyes before she finally whispered, "He just asked how I've been, Adrian. He said there's no need to worry." She tried to downplay their conversati
After their tough meeting with Bryce, Adrian made himself feel hopeful and determined. He stood still for a moment, feeling a gentle sense of optimism. Then, he and Sara went to visit her beloved grandfather, who was getting better. The sun shone brightly, lighting their path with a warm, golden glow that made them feel happy. Their steps were light with anticipation, moving to an invisible rhythm that matched the hopeful beat of their hearts.Arriving at the store, Adrian was excited. He walked into a place full of bright colors and wonderful smells. He picked out a basket filled with fresh fruits, each one like a special treasure waiting to be found. It felt like fate had brought him the perfect mix of nature's gifts. Adrian didn't just want to bring food but also a taste of life and energy to Sara's grandfather, who was sick. He wanted to show that sweetness and good things were still around, even in tough times. He chose each fruit carefully, believing they would not only help the
“Find him and bring him here!” Bryce thundered to the men in black, and they scurried away like little squirrels. I flinched at his voice and raised my head a little. I stole a glance at him, and my blood ran cold. Suddenly, I couldn’t recognize him anymore. Bryce, my father-in-law, just didn’t look like the helpless, handsome man I saw a day ago.I had never seen this version of him. I looked around and wasn’t oblivious to the numerous pairs of eyes on me. Yes, I could see the invisible question marks on their heads, but I too didn’t have answers to some of their questions.“Oh my, was she so horrible that she had to stand up on her wedding day?” I heard someone say, It was as loud as a gong, but only to my ears, I guess. I turned my head in the direction of that whisper. It was an older woman talking to her friend. To be honest, I never dreamed of having to be dressed in the most beautiful wedding gown I have ever seen, only to be stood up by my groom. It was not part of my plans, bu
Just so you know, I had never seen or met my husband to be until today. So I wasn’t surprised at his question. Although I thought that he would have done the math in his head. I was the one wearing the white gown, but Adrian just wanted me to go through the pain of explaining myself to him. I opened my mouth to speak but no words made it out of my mouth.I had suddenly lost the ability to use my brain. Maybe it wasn’t my brain but what my eyes was seeing. The mere sight of Adrian all bloodied up made me shudder. I feared for what would become of my life when I get married to this violent drunk.Adrian stared at me from top to bottom. He didn’t even try to hide the disgust in his eyes. I wanted for the ground to open and swallow me. I lost the bare minimum confidence, I had gathered while standing there. Luckily Bryce saw through my ordeal and came to my rescue.“She is your wife, Sara.Now walk to the altar!” Bryce said in a low growl. He held Adrian up and the other two men helped Adr
The market was all bustling as I got there, right on time for the discount sales for fruits. I saw other people just like me who had come to buy too. As I wait for the sales to begin, I saw a black car.And immediately I remembered my parents. They always drove black cars.Firstly I haven’t always been living with my grandfather or was early to the market for discount sales.It wasn’t like this. In fact my father was a rich man and so we had everything we needed. I was happy and comfortable until I turned sixteen. Shortly after I turned sixteen, my parents were on their way home, when they met with an accident. They both died on the spot.Their death wrecked me. I thought that my life had been halted, then grandpa encouraged me to not lose hope.After their funeral and also not to make a grey cloud greyer, my father’s company began to give troubles. It was from their partner.He suddenly decided that the business was now his. Only his. I didn’t for one day think that uncle Leon would tr
I blinked furiously like one under the sun at the paper. The letters squirmed like a snake as I stared at them.100 MILLION DOLLARS.I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. How could my grandpa owe them, this huge amount of money? I looked at them.They were all in black. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that they were the mafia. This must be a mistake. It wasn’t possible. I wasn’t going to believe anything they had said.“100 million dollars? Do you know what you are saying?” I asked the leader of the men as I raised my head in defiance.“You can ask your grandfather” he smugly replied. I turned to my grandpa and saw that he had a similar expression on his face. Before my grandfather could speak, the gang leader beat him to it.“Hey you!” the leader called the other person and they moved towards me.“What do you think, you are doing?” I asked as they came closer and I moved back. Before I knew it, they grabbed me and began heading to the car. I screamed and kicked. I could feel the f
Sara” he said still smiling.Swallowing the fear I had in me, I decided to know why I was here.“What do you want from me? Why am I here? How do you know my name?” I said. My voice sounded foreign in my ears as I tried to make it sound brave. I saw a ghost smile on the old man’s face. He was trying to suppress his laugh.“how I knew your name is not important now. You are here because you owe me” he said smugly.“ How? Last I checked today was the first day I set my eyes on you” I said as confusion marred my face.He laughed quietly. “Your father borrowed 100 millions Dollars from me.” My eyes almost popped out of it’s place.“Yes your father’s little wealth was thanks to me” he said as he sat on a chair I didn’t know was there. I stared at him. I was hoping that he would tell me that it is a lie but from the looks of things, it didn’t look like the old man was going to do any of that.It rang in my head. MY FATHER HAD BORROWED MONEY FROM THE MAFIA.How could he? I wondered. So rather than
I was brought back to reality when I heard a loud scream from people. It was the people who were running out of the church. One of them had just fallen on the floor as she was about to leave. This was now the case of real pandemonium in the church. I looked from left to right and saw that none of Bryce’s men or Bryce as looking in my direction. I held my gown and ran out of the church.“ Taxi!” I screamed with all my might. Immediately one of them appeared from nowhere. I swung the door open like flash and got on.“St. Lucy’s hospital” I told him and he sped off. I turned my head to see if anyone was following me. I heaved a sigh of relief when I found out that there was no one. I knew I had to see grandpa or I would go berserk like Adrian. Bryce’s actions today had made me doubt his words. He could be saying one tying meanwhile doing another. When I looked at the mirror o could see the taxi driving dropping inquisitive stares. I fought the urge to urge to laugh. He would be wondering