So, this book is anticipated to be completed by the end of the month!! Yay! Also, quick, where is everyone from? I'm from West Africa, Liberia. I would love to know where you lovely people come from and what the weather is like today? It's blazing hot, like it's a dragon’s land🤭
SAVANNAHThe room is silent as I look between my mom and dad. Mom is glaring at Dad while he's pretending not to even look at her.Dad sighs, “I'm sick and tired of the fighting over and over. It has been more than twenty years, and I've tried; believe me, I have.”Mom scoffs, “You could've tried when I was still pregnant with her! You never fought for her, and now you want just to take on the role of a father?! Impossible!” she snaps, her chest heaving. “It's men like you who only want to take the glory of their child when they are older!”He glares at her, “Don't provoke me, Elizabeth! You know nothing of how much I suffered with my child, and you, of all people, should know that I tried to get back with her. But did you allow me?” he snaps. “I've kept quiet mostly because I knew I was to be blamed for this entire mess, and I was working towards rebuilding and mending our relationship. But you've acted as if you were the blameless one in all this!”Mom gasps, “How dare you? How dare
SAVANNAHDad purses his lips and looks at Mom, who glares at him. “What is he talking about, Mom? When did you keep him out of my life?”She balls her hands into fists. “I made sure to cut off all his connections from you,” she says slowly. “And I never told you that he never stopped trying to get back in your life, but I shut him down at every angle,” she says, trembling. I know from the look on my face that she knows she messed up, but she continues anyway. “I never told you he wrote to you, he sent gifts to you, he came to see you, and I never allowed him.” She swallows. “I was protecting you.”Tears trail down my cheeks. “You knew how much I wanted my father,” I say calmly. “You knew how much I was bullied for not having a father.” Her eyes glisten with tears as she looks at me. “All my life, you watched me grow up with hatred for him, knowing he was fighting to play the responsibility and to be a part of my life, but you made sure that didn’t happen.”My voice is surprisingly calm
DOMINICI open the car door for Savannah, and her arms wrap around my neck as she pulls me closer, her lips capturing mine. I return the kiss as she drags her tongue over my lips.She jumps, wrapping her legs around my hips as I walk toward the house. She locks her lips with mine as I kiss and massage her body while taking her into the house and up the stairs.I've missed this.I've missed her.I gently place her on the bed, and she whispers, trying to pull me, but I grab her hands. “Hold on,” I say softly, bending down and placing a brief kiss on her lips. “We can't go any further.”Surprise crosses her face before it turns to hurt. “You don't want me again?” She asks softly. “I thought you wanted to—”I grab her face in my palms. “I do, believe me, Savannah, I want nothing more than to be with you—”“So be with me,” she says, pulling me to her. “If that's what you want, then do it.”I lean down and place a gentle kiss on her lips. “We can't, not like this.” Hurt flashes in her eyes.
SAVANNAHMy eyes flutter open, and I blink as I take in my surroundings. I'm back in the room. Dominic must've brought me back up last night.I look at the side of his bed, but it's empty. I place my hands there, and it's cold. How long ago did he leave? I blush as I remember our time in the garden. He was extremely gentle with me, taking me two times later before I was utterly exhausted.Last night was different. He held and whispered his love for me while he made love to me. I groan as I cover my face with my bedsheet.I smile to myself. Maybe, just perhaps, I could be happy as I always wished. My smile fades as I remember the conversation with Mom and Dad. It has been so long since they've ever had a conversation that they don't listen; it's shouting over one another.And to think that Mom knew all this while that he wanted to know me, that he didn't cast me outside, but she told me she did, made me believe he did. Worse of all, she accused me of having abandonment issues.I feel a
SAVANNAHSophia storms out of the room, and I watch her with an unflinching gaze as she reaches the door. The intensity of her hatred was unmistakable.I turn back to find Evans still in shock, and he clears his throat. “Are you serious? You're pregnant?”I nod, my palm sweating as I nervously rub it against my jeans. “Yes, I am. I found out before I returned.”A wide smile spreads across his face, and he beams at me. “Congratulations! That means I'm going to be an uncle?” I nod, smiling back at him. He walks around the table, pulling me into a bear hug. “I'm so happy for you.”“Thank you,” I say as he kisses the top of my head and returns to his seat. “Does Dominic know?”I nod. “He does. I told him after we had a conversation and resolved our issues.”His expression turns serious. “That isn't the reason you forgive him, right? Because of the child.” I shake my head immediately, and he looks at me skeptically. “Are you sure?”“Absolutely. The baby doesn't influence my decision. There
DOMINIC.I scatter the petals on the ground, from the door to the dining table, and I smile as I look at my handiwork.Small candles are spread across the living room with red petals. With Savannah out of the house, I thought it'd be best to have a nice dinner, especially after the moment we shared last night.I rush upstairs and change into more decent pants and a shirt, just white socks. I walk back down to the table.I check my time, and it's 7:45, and I know she will soon be home. I set down the food and walk towards the fresh flowers I bought, placing them in the chair I set for her.I look around and smile to myself. I can't wait to see her reaction when she gets down. I sit at the table to wait for my wife.Time goes by, and she isn't home yet. I check my time, and it's 8:25, and I frown. She should've been home by now. I pull out my phone and call her, and it rings for the longest, but there's no answer.I frown. Is she in traffic? I redial her number and no answer. Maybe I sho
SAVANNAH.The car door slams shut, and Aisha laughs maniacally, her eyes wide as she looks at me. “I guess they're here,” she says with a wide grin. “Now, let the show begin.”I ball my hands into a fist as I run toward her, and we both tumble to the ground as she isn't expecting me to do so. I grab her by the hair. “Who the hell are they?”She glares at me. “You think you can make me say who they are when they will enter any minute now?” I push her as I try to walk toward the door. “Don't waste your time; the door is locked from the outside. You're stuck in here with me.”I whirl around to find her watching me, her eyes glinting in amusement. “How could you do this?”She shrugs. “I didn't do anything. I found a way to get my son, and it doesn't matter who was there with him; you were just a means to an end, and I have no dealing with you.”I grit my teeth and hear footsteps thumping on the front porch; her excitement is palpable as she watches me. I refuse to give her the satisfaction
SAVANNAH.I whimper as she pushes me to the floor and walks back to where she was standing. “Your father thinks I'm a fool. I loved him even when I knew he didn't give two fucks about me. I was willing to lose everything to prove my love to him. You know what he did? He used me,” she says, her voice pained. “He used me as a vessel to protect your mother. He pretended to love me, and I was stupid to believe him.” I groan as the pain in my belly increases, and I pray nothing happens to my child. “Do you want to know the truth about your mother?”I remain silent, focusing on the pain in my stomach. My silence worsens her disposition because she walks over and kicks me back. “You answer me when I speak to you!” Like Sophia, she's dressed in all black with boots on. “You are alive right now only because I say so. Answer me accordingly!”I raise my head and glare at her. “You will pay for this,” I say, despite my pain. “You won't go free, Becca.” I look over at Sophia, whose hands are balled