Tristian’s POV, “Why Tristian? Why the hell did you suddenly found me so irritating that you can’t even stand the sight of me!” Casandra snaps, her eyes dimming red with furry or I would say… hurt? Pffff… I don’t care so I turn back to the view of the city and takes a drag from my cigarette. “Tristian, I’m talk…” “Cassandra!” I snap and face her squarely this time. Bantering with Cassandra is what I will never bargain for but she just always finds a way of escalating a simple demand so I indulge her. “What exactly do you take me for?! A pawn which you could toss about however you want? You dumped me…”“For some richer man!” Sandra cuts me off angrily. “Yes, I know that Tristian. I know. I know how much I screwed up. I know how much I disappointed you, broke your trust and even took your love for granted but do you have any idea how sorry I am? Just how much do you want me to prove it!” “Don’t prove anything Sandra! Which part of you are dead to me don’t you understand? Why th
Dahlia’s POV, I’m taking a huge risk. I would never picture myself as one to be speeding on a road at the highest gear. How much more through the middle of the dark night. But here I am heading off to some club house I have never even heard of. Turns out Tristian was about sunny being wasted in some club afterall. The person who called was actually a good stranger who found sunny making a fool of herself and he had to call the first number he found on her phone. Which turns out to me. It takes a few more minutes on the road and I’m driving into Lumeire clubhouse as addressed by the strange caller. Approaching the building, I can already hear the pounding and blaring music exuding from the building. After pulling over at a safe spot, I dart out of the car like a stag and rush into the club. As expected I’m welcomed with the obscure view of different sinful activities in club which sickens me to my stomach. The pungent smell of weeds and alcohol is the worst. Goodness, sunny you are s
Dahlia’s POV, I’m taking a huge risk. I would never picture myself as one to be speeding on a road at the highest gear. How much more through the middle of the dark night. But here I am heading off to some club house I have never even heard of. Turns out Tristian was about sunny being wasted in some club afterall. The person who called was actually a good stranger who found sunny making a fool of herself and he had to call the first number he found on her phone. Which turns out to me. It takes a few more minutes on the road and I’m driving into Lumeire clubhouse as addressed by the strange caller. Approaching the building, I can already hear the pounding and blaring music exuding from the building. After pulling over at a safe spot, I dart out of the car like a stag and rush into the club. As expected I’m welcomed with the obscure view of different sinful activities in club which sickens me to my stomach. The pungent smell of weeds and alcohol is the worst. Goodness, sunny you are
Dahlia’s POV,—Next morning—It’s weekend Today which means the kids are all at home causing a ruckus as usual. And me, I have no schedules for today. Neither with Carlton or anyone else. When I woke up this morning, I had prepared to a host of scolding to pour on sunny for getting drunk last night but reverse became the case when I walked in on her to meet a gloomy version of her. It was so unlikely for sunny to be in stuck in her room, not joining me to prepare breakfast nor eating with me and my kids. I had thought she couldn’t wake up due to the hangover, but I walk into the room, I’m stunned to meet her sobbing. Another heartbreak? That was My first assumption but After series of persuasion, she finally opened up the me the reason why she ended up in some bar to drown herself in Alcohol. “Am I a horrible person?” She started, sniffling as I’m sitting beside her on her bed. Her eyes is so red, huge bags under her eyes and her face horribly puffy. Evidence that she had cried so
Dahlia’s POV, My kids did a great job cheering sunny up for the rest part of the morning. Griffin, the last of my Quadruplets wrote an heart warming letter for sunny which he read out loud to her. Dear Aunt Sunny,Hi!Don't be sad anymore, okay? You're the best Aunt Sunny in the whole wide world! I love you so, so much! You're the loveliest person in the world, and nobody should ever make you think you're not. You're super beautiful, inside and out!Don't be sad, Aunt Sunny. You're amazing, and I love you more than ice cream!With Love,Griffin. After reading the letter, sunny was moved to tear up. She purs like a kid and give griffin a very big hug. Gianna showed a painting to sunny which she had been sketching for days. It’s the portrait of a very pretty woman who has her hair adored with flowers. A big heart symbol is etched on her chest. Gianna named the lady Aunt sunny and presented it to her. Sunny was now reeling with amusement and she’s grinning from ear to ear as she obs
Marigold pov ‘Dear Mrs. Stewart, this is a reminder that New Dimension Academy’s kids BOOTCAMP is in Four days time. Please we employ you to make the necessary preparations for your kids as it is a parents - kids BOOTCAMP.’After reading the message from my phone, the anger I’m already feeling intensifies. Scoffing, I angrily flings the phone to the couch. “Really now!” I snaps out. “What’s wrong?” Chloe inquires as my other friends who’ve been keenly watching me has curiosity on their faces. “It’s nothing important… It’s Andre’s school sending a reminder of their bootcamp or whatever nonsense!” I lash and takes one gulp from the glass of liquor in my grip. I’m presently in a bar with my all three friends. Last night when I left home, I headed straight to Chloe’s house solely because I was completely loosing it. I either needed money urgently or an idea on how to raise such an amount in couple of hours. But unfortunately I got absolutely nothing tangible from Chloe other tha
Marigold’s POV, After a long and quiet drive, we finally arrived at the Stewart’s compound. As soon as Carlton pulls over, he vacates the car like he’s being pursued. He walks to the back and opens the car for Andre to step out. I’m pretty sure his next move is to proceed to the mansion without me. Which he actually try to but I don’t let him. Slamming the door open, I also steps out and catches up with him. We end up walking side by side, obvious indignation radiant all around him but I cared less.When we arrives at the mansion, Andre first shocks me with his instant switching of mood. He had been so moody and annoyed throughout the drive down but the moment he sees Mr. and Mrs. Stewarts, he squeals gleefully like a siren and ran towards them. More like he runs towards Mr. Stewart who’s on the couch reading news paper. “Grandpa!!!” Is what he screams as he runs off to him and Mr. Stewart immediately drops his papers to receive him. “My boy!” He mused, taking Andre into his ar
Dahlia’s POV, Sunny was discharged from the hospital in the evening. Perfect time for Tristian as he is serious about escorting me to the Stewart’s Mansion. When we returned to the house with sunny, we and the kids got prepared and zoomed off to the Stewarts villa. We are walking into the mansion and as we gets in, I bump into someone who seem to be angrily storming out. Marigold. “The hell!” She barks, Anger marring her face. I don’t respond to her before my kids shrilling voices booms the whole place. They all chorus Andre’s name as they gleefully runs towards him. Andre Is watching the tv with his grand father Mr. Stewart. The whole mansion is actually bustling with life. the tv sounds filling the place. Carlton and Mrs Stewart are setting up the table and for some reasons marigold was storming out. But our presence brings everything to a halt. Everyone makes different reactions, starting with marigold who just yelled at me, raw anger radiating around her. Everyone els
Dahlia pov I walk away from Carlton and when at a safe distance, I answers Tristian’s call. Carlton’s eyes follows me, his eyes not peeling away from me for a single moment. “”Dahlia.” Tristian baritone protrudes from the other end of the line. Completely turning away from Carlton, I speaks into the phone. “Yeah, Tristian. How are you doing?” Tristian probably reads meanings to my dull tone of voice and he begin to apologize about what happened this morning. Somehow, I had honestly forgotten about it if not that he brought it up. “But what’s going Tristian? Who is that girl with you?” I blurts out the minute he’s done apologizing. And the way his breath stiffen proves that the topic is sort of sensitive to him. “She’s…” he sighs, and his voice becomes firm. “She’s no one dahlia.” “No one?” I can’t help the annoyance that courses through me. “Tristian? What do you mean no one? She’s all over your calls. Do you really have to be so hideous about her?” Excerpt that Tristian is up
Chapter 3Its 4pm and everyone has gotten settled in their different lodges then those who decided to come out for the evening tour, are all scampering all over the extra spacious arena. Camping up in different spots. Some couples throwing kites up with their kids at the beach area. Some just walking about. Some feeding animals at the zoo area and some trying out grilled foods at the Carter’s area. Everywhere super lively and bubbling. Then some like me, Carlton and the kids are touring through the landscape. It’s spacious enough to have different families at different spots. Like most of the parents are doing, i and Carlton has been educating the kids on everything we comes across. Our hands pointing all directions like some tour guards. The kids keeps marveling at everything and squealing happily, making me and Carlton to laugh together. The kids manages to make the touring so lively that I and Carlton keeps laughing at intervals, I have been so engrossed in the moment that I l
Its 4pm and everyone has gotten settled in their different lodges then those who decided to come out for the evening tour, are all scampering all over the extra spacious arena. Camping up in different spots. Some couples throwing kites up with their kids at the beach area. Some just walking about. Some feeding animals at the zoo area and some trying out grilled foods at the Carteen. Everywhere super lively and bustling. Since it’s evening, electric lights is illuminating everywhere. Then some like me, Carlton and the kids are touring through the landscape. It’s spacious enough to have different families at different spots. Like most of the parents are doing, i and Carlton has been educating the kids on everything we comes across. Our hands pointing all directions like some tour guards. The kids keeps marveling at everything and squealing happily, making me and Carlton to laugh together. The kids manages to make the touring so lively that I and Carlton keeps laughing at intervals,
Dahlia “Mummy were you really married to uncle Carlton?” That question pierces through me like a newly filed sword. No, it’s just the question but the innocent eyes of my all four kids as they are bearing through me. I’m feeling different emotions all at that same time. Anger. Guilt. Fear. They were never supposed to find out about this at all. How dare that woman? Words can’t express the amount of anger I’m feeling towards her right now. Towards everything. Right now we are all in the plane as the BOOTCAMP was said to be holding in Los Angeles. Every family are occupying different rows of seat as we are all flying in the plane. Carlton and Andre are somewhere at the back and after settling in, Gavin decided to throw the cold question at me. For the very first time, I’m unable to formulate any words to say to my kids. I don’t want to lie to them but at the same time, I don’t want this discussion. Especially with them. It’ll trigger a whole lot of other questions likeWhat happened
Carlton POV, Most of the parents who came for the Bootcamp seems to know each other. When I and dahlia walked together into the hall, we long splits up as friends who knows us came to greet us. While I leave dahlia with her old friend, I walk off with a business associate of mine leaving Andre behind to mingle with his peers. But I actually regrets doing that because Andre got involved in a fight with some kids right inside the hall. Dahlia’s kids were also involved too. The table quickly turn. Me and the other parents of the kids have to separate the fight while everyone in the hall has their attention towards us. “What the hell happened?” Dahlia yells, glaring at both her kids and the all other kids. “They started it!” Gianna snap, pointing at the other kids they fought with. “They were making fun of Andre.” She divulged and I frown. A girl among the other kids retorts Gianna. “She’s lying. I and my friends just said sick kids can’t survive boot camps.” The kid said wi
Carlton’s pov, Most of the parents who came for the Bootcamp seems to know each other. After our encounter at the car park, dahlia and I proceeds into the hall along with the kids. As Expected we walks into a rowdy scene. Parents who probably knows each other are scampering around greeting each other. Kids are buzzing around mingling with their peers. Some staffs are engaging in different activities, some walking around and others prepping up speakers for the camping speech. “Dahlia!” Right at the entrance, some woman comes rushing dahlia with a smile on her face. She seems to know dahlia and at the sight of her, dahlia’s face lits up. “Omg, Carolina. Look at you!” They begin to talk when one of my business Associates Alfred hijacks me from no where. “Hey Carlton…” he acknowledges me with a warm smile on his face. “Alfred…” We begin to greet each other and I don’t realize Andre has walk off my sight. Along with Dahlia's kids. until a ruckus suddenly exudes in the hall tha
Dahlia POV, The morning has been a whole new vigor of excitement as today is their BOOTCAMP. But me? I don’t really know. I’m not so thrilled about Bootcamp due to my past traumatic experiences but that Aside, I’m also worried that Tristian isn’t here yet. It’s already 9 Am and my kids are all dressed up already, including me. In fact they are already waiting in the car while I’m just in my room packing up relevant stuffs for the camping. Sunny had really been of great help all morning. And right now, she’s still helping me. “Do you really need these much mattresses?” Sunny asks I’m stuffing several mattresses into a bag while she had been passing them to me. “Of course, I wouldn’t want my kids catching a cold.” I said and she groan then roll her eyes. “And Tristian,” she suddenly hollers. “You said he would be here this morning. What’s keeping him?” She asks with a scoff, feigning her usual annoyance over Tristian. Well, even me would like to know what’s keeping him. If he
CARLTON’s POV, After the marigold sex tape shenanigans has been eradicated, I decided to finally face my father. More he called few moments ago after I just parted ways with dahlia and I drove straight ti the mansion and I found him at the living room standing and facing the glassed wall. Even as an old man, he still bears that intimidating Aura around him and I hated the way my body reacted to him. Especially when he twirls to face me, his stern dark eyed unnerves every inch of me. I just pulls up a firm, unbothered facade as I wait for him to speak. And I’ve been waiting since like the past ten seconds. “Finally, you decided to show up.” He finally speak with a calm voice then he walks away from his position. My eyes follows him keenly and the next thing he does actually stuns me. He walks towards the wine rank. Bring out a red wine and two glasses. He fetches some quantity each glasses and pass one over to me. I hesitate for a second before collecting it then he walks back to
Dahlia’s POV, The drive to wherever we are heading is quiet and cozy until Carlton brings up the subject of Tristian. “You know, I’ve been wondering.” He begins. pulling my attention from the phone I’m operating, I turn to face his side profile. “What do you have on Tristian?” His question completely throws me off and I arch my brows at him. Then As if reading my mind, he speaks further. “Like getting Alan to release marigold sex tapes and still getting him to take it down, couldn’t have been so easy. Yet he he did all that just for your sake. You seem to have something on him and if you don’t, then he definitely has a thing for you.” And there he goes again trying into pry into mine and Tristian’s relationship. I know what he wants to hear and that’s what I’ll be giving him… but in a non pleasing way. “You are absolutely wrong on that.” I began, eyes still pinned to his side profile. “Tristan doesn’t have anything for me. I mean not everyone does good things and expect somet