Eggust's POV My mom woke up this morning and as usual I was expecting her to go back to sleep but she didn’t, even after one hour, meaning she was fully awake. And this was the final proof that the surgery was successful. I was worried about her not being fully awake for the past two days but the doctor assured me that it wasn’t abnormal for patients her age after a surgery. "Hello mum." She smiled back and caressed my cheek. Her eyes regained their focus and I noticed a look of surprise on her face as she recognized me. She struggled to sit up. "No mum. You can't sit up yet." I tried to push her back down but she struggled so I let her sit up. After taking a few moments to recover, she turned and stared at me with a frown and my heart dropped. Oh fuck! We weren’t on good terms before the accident and since she hadn’t been awake for more than a few minutes for the last two days I had not had to worry about our discord before now. Did she remember that now that sh
Eggust's POV Alarm bells went off in my head. The 26th of April!!! The 26th of freaking April! How the hell did that happen? "Mom..." I started but the doctor quickly jumped in. Apparently he had noticed that something was wrong. "Please excuse us for a minute." he said to us and we stepped out. He spoke to her for a while and then wheeled her out for checkups. After about an hour of tests and consultations, he invited me to his office. I stood up from the waiting area to go in with Ezekiel but he refused to let him come in. "Family members only." he told us. I turned to look at him then at Ezekiel, and replied, "Well if Ezekiel isn't family then I don't know who is." After asking me a few questions about what had happened between my mum and Juss in the last few months, he gave his diagnosis. "She had Localized amnesia." Ezekiel frowned. "I thought she had dissociative amnesia." I turned to look at him, then back at the doctor. "What does that mean?"
Hera's POV It was an awfully long journey. What made it even more awful was the fact that I was stressed out, hyperactive and I had no idea where I was going. Well, I did in a way but it was merely from descriptions. I first heard about the safe house from Isla. I had no idea how she'd heard about it or become a member there but she had mentioned it on one of those nights when depression came like a summer's rain. "If I ever needed to disappear for a while, go off the grid, somewhere even the cops wouldn't be able to find me, I'd go to The Safe house." I was more than a little drunk but not so much that I couldn't understand what she was saying and carry on the conversation. "What's The Safe house? Does such a place really exist?" I asked her, dreamily. "Yes it does. If I ever get a big break and land myself some millions or even thousands of pounds, something enough to settle me and keep me out of this business, it would be nice. And I don't care how I get the money. I
Juss. Finding Marlani in the state that she was that day, enveloped me with an overwhelming guilt, knowing that my best friend could have died, while I was the most hated person on her list, was something I could not get over. She looked so frail, so delicate, like she was going to break at any moment, and it would only take the slightest push. It was all my doing. She trusted me and I betrayed her, I broke her, I broke my best friend, and it was too late to make her whole again, not that I would be able to even if I tried. I ruin things rather than fix them. I wanted to go back to the hospital to see how she was doing, but I was a coward. I was even tempted to call Eggust at some point, but I didn’t want to ignite a fire I couldn't put out. Today was the first day I left my hotel room in days. I ordered literally everything and never left the door of my room. Luckily for me, the hotel had no issues with external services. Standing at the parking lot of the hotel, waiti
Juss's POV After sixteen missed calls from Eggust and Ezekiel combined, I decided to switch off my phone and rest for the entire day but I didn't go through with it. They both used their real numbers. A smile crept onto my face as I remembered when I thought Eggust would use an unknown number just to talk to me. But he was too proud to do that. But why would they call me sixteen times? Sixteen! I knew Ezekiel was calling as well because Eggust was trying to talk to me but since I wasn't giving him the time of the day, he wanted me to think there was an emergency and come running. Nope! Wouldn't work on me. I refused to fall for such a cheap trick. When I heard the chime signaling a new text message, I looked at the chair in the corner where I’d thrown my phone for fear of giving in to the temptation to pick up the phone and just listen to Eggust say; 'hello'. Sighing, I stood up and went there, paused for a while to brace myself before bending to pick up the pho
Marlani. The room was dark when I woke up, I stretched my hand to feel Juss’ body, but instead, it fell on the fabric of an empty bed. I reached out more, stirring my hand through the darkness. I squinted my eyes, in a bid to find Juss even in the darkness. But all I could see on the chair she once sat was nothing. She was here before I went to bed, how did she suddenly disappear. My heart suddenly felt attacked by a roar of panic. There’s been a lot of strange happenings lately, and for some reason, I happened to be at the center of it. "What is going on?" I asked within me. At that time, some light casted of by the rising sun was beginning to float in the room through the window. My eyes became, as it should, accustomed to the light, and I could then see; an empty room. There was still no sign of Juss or Eggust. He did say he was coming to see me, and if he couldn’t make it, he would have sent Ezekiel to me, he wouldn’t just keep me in the dark. “Or would he?” I
Hera. “Good day, Sir, please do you have change to spare?” I asked a passerby in a quivering voice. The man ignored me without sparing a single glance. “Idiot!” I muttered under my breath. “Hello, ma’am, please can you spare me some change, I haven’t eaten anything in days,” I said to a woman who just came out of the restaurant I was standing in front of. Her eyes narrowed sharply at me in disapproval that I let out a gasp and clenched my fist. Ignoring me, she went straight to the security guard. “Excuse me, I thought this is a five star restaurant, why are homeless people disturbing your customers?” She continued rambling about how I had been harassing her and when she was done, she glared at me before leaving. I could tell from her countenance that she was disgusted by my presence. I thought she was a nice lady, but I thought wrong. Rich people are just the same everywhere. They make money from the poor and treat them like some plague that should be wiped awa
Eggust's POV The crazy bitch was harder to find a needle in a haystack. It was unbelievable. I had the best team looking for her, eyes and ears in every corner on every street in the whole damned country, so why couldn't I find her? It had to be one of two things; one, she already estimated what would happen and how everything would turn out and so had everything in place beforehand. Or two, she had someone helping her and that someone or people were people in high places. I had been looking for her for more than three weeks! Three whole fucking weeks! It was almost a month since the accident, my mom was getting discharged and I still haven't found her. The past three weeks have been fun in different ways. Somehow, I always looked forward to coming to the hospital to see Juss and my mom. And now she was getting discharged, I looked for a way to get Juss to stay. After her outburst the other day, I wanted to get mad at her, but couldn’t so I decided to give her the
JussOne week came to an end in the blink of an eye and it was time to go back home.“Babe, can we not go home?” Eggust groaned.“No way babe. The plan was to spend three days but here we are eight days later.”“Does it matter?” He whined.Eggust has always been a big baby and he wasn’t planning to grow up any time soon.“It does! Now stop being a baby and get up.”“But I’m a baby, or isn’t that what you call me.”I raised my hands in surrender triggering laughter for the both of us. “You win. So dear baby, get up, mummy wants to bathe you.”“Mummy should carry me to the bathroom.” He murmured.“Really?” I bent down to carry him immediately and fell back on his body and we got into another fit of laughter.He ended up carrying me to the bathroom.While we were bathing together everyone was washing their bodies so I had nothing in mind when I applied face wash with my eyes closed, but Eggust had other plans.He started massaging my soapy breast. It was soft and slippery, making me moan
Eggust's POVThree years laterThe excitement woke me up. It was our wedding anniversary and I was going to have Juss all to myself all-day for the first time in such a long time.I couldn't wait. I opened my eyes with a smile when I felt little feet pushing again my rib.Yep, one of the kids had snuck into bed with us again. It had become a habit in the past one year but my mom assured me that they would soon outgrow it really.I certainly hope so because this sharing business was not funny at all.Ten minutes later, at exactly 7:00 a.m. the doorbell rang and I rushed downstairs to get the package from the delivery guy.I had ordered a breakfast package to serve her in bed because I knew I wouldn't get through with cooking before she woke up. These days the kids ruled the house and whenever they woke up, everybody else had to wake up too.Juss had been craving Chinese for a while now and so I decided to surprise her with it. I put it on a tray and waltzed into the room singing a son
Marlani's POVIt was such a monotonous routine. Everyday, I woke up with a pain in my back due to the uncomfortable couch in the hospital room. I did my morning oblations in the bathroom then came to sit by his bedside till about noon when the second maid would come with lunch, then I'd go home, change and come back.The doctors tried their best to assure me he would be fine, but when your loved one was in a coma, it was difficult to have good thoughts. Grandfather’s dream replayed on my mind over and over again. I almost found myself begging him to let Sylvester go. It wasn’t his time yet. I was on the verge of giving up. The only thing that had kept me sane was talking, and talking I did.I went on to tell him about everything!Things that were happening in the world and in my life, hoping he would wake up and ask any questions but he never did.There was nothing I did not do.I cried.I prayed.I got angry at him.I begged.I appealed to him but nothing seemed to work.He just d
Marlani's POV"We need to leave now ma'am." My housekeeper said to me very early this morning.I couldn't understand how the day was so bright when I felt so gloomy.Today, we were holding a funeral for my father in law! His death still felt surreal, he was such a pillar and leader. Yes, he was gruff and grumpy and even mean occasionally, but generally, he had been a wonderful person.Nature had to show respect and join in the mourning!!!I smiled sadly to myself as I realized the impossible and crazy thoughts I was having."What has come over you Marlani?"I guessed it was panic. A really big one.Grandfather had been the only one who had kept the family together and now that he was gone, I didn't know what would happen to us.No one was capable of or willing to fill his shoes. Sylvester had changed, but I had doubts he could fill in grandfather’s shoes. Eggust was still mad at everyone for what we did to Juss, though he tolerated us because of her, he still held grudges. I didn’t th
Juss’ Pov Today was the final court hearing for Hera’s case, I was already getting frustrated with the way the case was going. They had all the evidence, why did they still need to have multiple hearings, just to prove that Hera was really guilty?Her cohorts had already confessed to their crimes, it took a little push from Ezekiel to get them to all turn against Hera. They were released and asked to pay a fine because they were her accomplices. But her charges were more, as the mastermind.It was funny how a harmless looking person like Hera, was responsible for my dilemma. She didn’t even look like someone who would go as far as opening an anonymous account just to ruin my life. Yet, I felt pity for her. She was just a woman who fell in love with the wrong person. Her obsession with Eggust had driven her to do all of those things. I was this close to begging Eggust to drop the charges, but I held back when I realized I wasn’t the only one she put through trauma. Eggust suffered
Juss’ PovAs I slowly opened my eyes, the haze of sleep began to clear, and I was met with the sound of faint chatter. My motherly instincts immediately kicked in, and I scanned the room for my babies. My mind relaxed as I spotted them safely in the arms of Eggust and Marlani. She had been a different person since I gave birth. Two days ago, she even offered me a heartfelt apology. Of course I forgave her, but that didn’t stop the awkwardness between us from lingering. I was grateful she cared about Oscar and Elaine though. It still felt like yesterday, even though it had been a whole week since I had my babies. I was to be discharged today and Sylvester had made arrangements for us to stay in grandfather’s house, as per his request.Grandfather was the first person to notice I had woken up. "Ah, Juss, you're awake," he said, drawing others attention to me. His voice was weak but filled with love.I tried to sit up, but my vision started to blur, a wave of dizziness washed over me,
Marlani…I found myself in my car, a couple of hours after Sylvester left, driving towards Eggust’s house. I couldn’t bear the feeling of guilt that gnawed at me. His house was a few miles away from here, so it took me some time to get there. When I got to the front door, I heard some noises coming from the living room. I recognized the voices as Sylvester’s Juss’ and Eggust’s.Sylvester was here? what was he doing here?There was a bit of scuffle, Sylvester and Juss were not exactly in an argument, Eggust would definitely not allow it. But they went back and forth. Sylvester accused Juss of hating him and being the reason why I never gave him a chance to redeem himself. While Juss insisted she was only trying to protect me. She knew what he did to me, and didn’t want me to go through something like that again. Eggust only interrupted when Sylvester’s voice got louder. He repeated the same words “careful dad, I will not let you insult my fiancée in our house.”“Our house?”They wer
Sylvester’s Pov I got into my car, turned on the engine and drove to god-knows-where. I had nowhere in particular I thought of going to, I just knew I wanted to be as far away as possible. Not because I was mad at Marlani for what she said, ‘cause truthfully I deserved it.Instead, I was mad at myself, for thinking I could offer an apology, show her how much I’ve changed and the effort I’m putting in to make sure our relationship is better, then she would accept me again, and helplessly fall in love with me. That didn’t only make me a jerk, but completely delusional as well. But did she have to do it immediately though? After our moment of wild sex. Couldn’t she have just waited until tomorrow or the day after then?My grip on the steering was firmer. A car tried to overtake me, but I was too focus on my anger to notice that. Due to his frustration, the driver honked at me, cursing as he was finally able to.I yelled back in frustration, flipping the driver my middle finger. My knuc
Marlani After the meeting with Eggust’s grandfather, Sylvester drove me back to his penthouse. We hadn’t really talked about the day, which I was thankful for, it was a sour topic and the last thing I wanted was to be vulnerable around Sylvester. Things were much better now that we were living together, than they were in the last twelve years. Sylvester worked from home and barely left the house, unless he wanted to buy groceries, which was weird, because he never went to the grocery store himself. At first, I thought it was because of a lady, perhaps a new fling he was hooked on. But after his constant requests for me to join him, I realized he was doing it all to please me. Sylvester Flemming, doing everything in his power to be called a better husband? Who would have thought? Certainly not me. I just finished making breakfast and was setting the table, when I heard footsteps approaching, I turned around to see Sylvester sauntering down the stairs. He flashed me a warm smile as