Years passed, and Adrian and Sara's dedication to their cause never wavered. Their coalition grew stronger, and they expanded their efforts beyond the Vallet gang, tackling corruption in all its forms. They focused on reforming the justice system, exposing political scandals, and empowering marginalized communities.Their work gained national attention, and they became beacons of hope and inspiration for people across the country. Their coalition spread to other cities, with individuals inspired by their story joining the movement for change. Adrian and Sara became mentors, sharing their knowledge and experiences to guide others in their fight for a better world.The impact of their efforts extended beyond the boundaries of their city. They were invited to speak at conferences, participate in panel discussions, and even write a book about their journey. Through their words and actions, they sparked conversations about the importance of grassroots movements, community empowerment, and
With every passing year, the impact of Adrian and Sara's efforts reverberated throughout the city. The reforms they initiated began to take root, and the seeds of change blossomed into tangible improvements in people's lives. The education system underwent a transformation, ensuring equal access to quality education for all children, regardless of their background.The healthcare system became more inclusive, with improved access to medical services and facilities in underserved areas. Adrian and Sara's coalition worked tirelessly to bridge the gaps in healthcare, advocating for preventive care, mental health support, and resources for those in need.In the realm of politics, their influence spread like wildfire. The corrupt officials who had once held the city in their grip faced growing scrutiny and were gradually ousted from power. Adrian and Sara's coalition supported ethical candidates who aligned with their values, empowering a new generation of leaders committed to transparency
“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. I raised my head up a little and 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 of 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 be stood 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 to the direction of that whisper. it was an older woman talking to her friend. To be honest, I never dreamt 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
Just so you know, I had never seen or met my husband-to-be until today. So I wasn’t surprised by 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 were 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 A
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 woul
linked 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
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 million Dollars from me.” My eyes almost popped out of its 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 ra
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 was 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 wonderi