As I reached home, I lay on the bed, the tears flowed freely, streaming down my face like a river. I felt like I was releasing all the emotions I had been holding inside - the sadness, the anger, the betrayal, and the fear. I cried for, for the trust that had been broken, and for the future I had envisioned that would never come to be.My body shook with sobs, and my mind raced with thoughts of what could have been. I felt like I was mourning the loss of a part of myself, a part that I had given to someone who didn't deserve it.As the tears subsided, I lay there feeling empty and hollow. I knew that I had a long road ahead of me, a road that would require me to find a new sense of purpose and identity. I knew that I would have to learn to love myself again, to find joy in the simple things, and to discover a new passion and drive.But for now, I just lay there, feeling the weight of my grief and the uncertainty of my future. I knew that I would get through this, but for now, I just n
As I walked out of my apartment, the warm Monday morning sun hit my face, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation. I had made the decision to quit my job at the hospital. I wanted to savor the moment, enjoy the feeling of freedom without any judgment or questions.As I strolled through the streets, I couldn't help but think about the reasons that led me to this decision. The long hours, the endless paperwork, the constant stress, and the lack of recognition had all taken a toll on me. I was burnt out, and I knew I needed a change.I walked into a nearby café, ordered a coffee, and sat down at a table by the window. I took a sip of my coffee and pulled out my phone, scrolling through social media to see what my colleagues were up to. They were all talking about their Monday morning blues, complaining about the traffic and the long day ahead. I smiled to myself, feeling grateful that I was no longer a part of that routine.As I sat there, I noticed a group of people walking t
It was Monday morning, I don’t want doctor John to know my number which is why I called him with a paid phone number, “Doctor, I need to explain something to you," i began.But before she could continue, the paid phone suddenly died, cutting off the call. Doctor John was left wondering what was going on.Assuming Mirabel was avoiding him, Doctor John decided to take a different approach. He headed to the HR department to report her absence, concerned that something was amiss.As he walked down the corridor, he ran into Mirabel's friend, who was also a colleague. "Hey, Doctor! What brings you here so early?" she asked.Doctor John explained his concern about Mirabel’s absence, and her friend's expression turned sympathetic. "Oh, Doctor, i know what's going on. Mirabel has been struggling with morning sickness, and she's had to quit her job. She's pregnant!"Doctor John's eyes widened in surprise. "Pregnant? Oh, I had no idea!"Mirabel's friend nodded. "Yeah, she's been trying to keep i
Mirabel's pen scratched out the words, her hand moving with a newfound sense of liberation."I was just a child when my mother left me, abandoned and alone. My father waas absent, both physically and emotionally. He didn't raise me, I raised myself, navigating the dark waters of childhood and adolescence without a guiding hand."I learned to rely only on myself, to trust no one, and to never let anyone in. The scars of my past run deep, a latticework of pain and betrayal that I thought would never heal."I thought I had found love with Andrew, but his infidelity proved that I was wrong, again. And then, in a moment of weakness, I made the mistake that would haunt me forever - I slept with my ex-father, Doctor John. The shame and guilt are a constant reminder of my unworthiness, a burden I carry with each breath."But as I write these words, I realize that I am not defined by my past. I am not the sum of my mistakes. I am a survivor, a warrior, a woman who has faced the darkness and em
As I closed the book, the weight of my emotions hit me like a ton of bricks. I had poured my heart out onto those pages, writing about the situation that had been plaguing me for weeks. The words had flowed effortlessly, a testament to the turmoil that churned within me. But now, as the clock struck 9 pm, exhaustion washed over me like a cold wave.I felt like I was drowning in a sea of loneliness and stress. My mind raced with thoughts of the future, of the tiny life growing inside me. My unborn baby, already a month old, seemed to sense my distress, kicking and squirming in protest. I placed a gentle hand on my belly, whispering words of comfort."Baby, I will take care of you," I promised, tears streaming down my face. "I will be strong for you, no matter what."As I lay down, the darkness closed in around me, and I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of my responsibilities. But even in the midst of that overwhelming fear, I knew I had to keep moving forward. For my baby's
Time flies by and my baby bump is already showing, I went to a private hospital near me and did the necessary stuffs. I wore a short brown gown, curled my hair to look more beautiful and not look like what I was passing through. When I entered the doctor's office, I met Doctor John my baby's father with him. They were friends My heart skipped a bit, I became shocked and checked back to turn back but it was too late. Doctor John stood up slowly from the chair his eyes gazing at my big stomach while he opened his mouth in surpriseAs I stood there, frozen in shock, Doctor John's eyes widened in disbelief, his gaze fixed on my swollen belly. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, my heart racing with anxiety. The doctor's office, once a sanctuary, now felt like a trap."Ah, um, hi," I stuttered, attempting to compose myself.Doctor John's eyes snapped back to mine, a mix of emotions playing on his face. Surprise, guilt, and a hint of concern all wrestled for dominance."Hi," he replied, his v
As I lay in bed, my hand instinctively went to my stomach, feeling the slight swell that had begun to appear. Three months pregnant, and the reality of my situation was starting to sink in. I couldn't help but think of Doctor John's words, his promise to be a great father and a good husband.At the time, I had dismissed it as a manipulative tactic, but now, as I felt the first flutters of life within me, I couldn't help but wonder if I had been too hasty. Would it be so bad to have him in our lives? To give my child a father, no matter how imperfect?The questions swirled in my mind like a maelstrom, each one a tiny pinprick of doubt. I thought of all the times I had vowed to never let him near me or my child, but now, as the reality of single motherhood loomed before me, I wasn't so sure.I tossed and turned, my mind racing with thoughts of the future. What would happen when my child asked about their father? What would I say? The truth - that their father was a manipulative liar who
As Doctor John entered the house with the bags and packages, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards him. I had been so angry and hurt in the past, but now, I was starting to see things from a different perspective. I realized that I couldn't stay angry forever, and that I needed to do what was best for my child.As I looked at Doctor John, I saw a man who was genuinely trying to make amends for his past mistakes. He was the father of my child, and even though it was a mistake, I couldn't deny the fact that he was trying to take responsibility for his actions.I took a deep breath and let go of all the anger and resentment I had been holding onto. I knew that I couldn't change the past, but I could shape the future. And I wanted to do what was best for my child."Thank you, Doctor John," I said, my voice sincere. "Thank you for everything you've done for me."He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm just trying to do what's right, Mirabel. I want to be a good f
As I slowly opened my eyes, blinking away the fog of sleep, a gentle sense of peace settled over me. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt like myself again. The weakness that had gripped my body was finally gone. The endless days of pain and uncertainty had melted away like a bad dream. I inhaled deeply, savoring the feeling of strength and renewal coursing through my veins. The air tasted sweeter, the light filtering through the curtains seemed warmer. I had come back to life, and it was a beautiful morning.The door to my room creaked open softly, and I turned my head to see Raymond standing in the doorway. His face lit up as soon as our eyes met, his expression a mixture of relief and love that made my heart ache with emotion. He rushed over to my side, kneeling by the bed and taking my hands in his, holding them as if I were the most precious thing in the world."You're awake," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion. "You're really awake."I smiled, squeezing hi
Reports coming everywhere told us that Aliana was on her way to the airport. We rushed there but then I couldn't take it anymore. I told Ryan to stop the car, and the other convoy also stopped.“Kate, come with me” I said and we walked into one of the cars, the body guards stepped down and joined the third car.“Mirabel what on earth are you doing?” Raymond yelled at me “Kate knows how to drive, let's split into three, I will face her at the other side of the road” I said and Kate drove off immediately.As we continued driving, the road grew busier, and I kept a close eye on Ryan's car. "What's the color of her car?" I asked him, my voice firm and focused."Its black," he replied, rattling off the license plate number.Just then, Aliana took a wrong turn, unaware of our presence. She saw my car approaching and tried to turn back, but it was too late. Raymond's car blocked her path, trapping her. I leapt out of the car, sprinting towards her with Kate close behind."Let go of Ethan,
MIRABELThe day had been long and exhausting, but the weight of uncertainty had kept me awake. Ethan's DNA test had been the final thread holding together years of questions, doubts, and sleepless nights. I had to know if he was truly mine, if the child I had always wondered about had been in my arms all along.I walked out of the room. My heart was pounding, the paper heavy with the truth I had been searching for. The hallway felt endless as I made my way toward Raymond, who was standing at the edge of the room, his eyes full of concern. Ryan, Louis, and Victoria sat nearby, their faces reflecting the same worry that had been haunting all of us."I did a DNA test on Ethan," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Raymond straightened up, his eyes locking onto mine. The room fell into an eerie silence as everyone stood up,their gaze on me"How did it turn out?" Ryan asked, his voice hesitant, as if he was bracing himself for the worst.I swallowed hard, the words caught in my throat.
As the last wisps of Emma's life slipped away, Annie's own vitality began to wane. The relentless pursuit of vengeance, the endless cycle of pain and anger, had finally taken its toll. She felt the weight of her exhaustion, the crushing burden of her grief, and knew she could fight no more. She knew she didn't have to fight for anything anymore, John was already down, he had lost his company, and a lot of people.With a heavy heart, Annie bid farewell to the opulent halls of John's mansion, leaving behind the only life she had known for so long. She turned her back on the memories, both bitter and sweet, and walked away from the two people who had become her unlikely family Andrew and little Ethan.As she disappeared into the horizon, Annie sought a fresh start, a new dawn where the shadows of her past wouldn't haunt her. She yearned for a place to heal, to rediscover herself, and to find solace in the quiet rhythms of an ordinary life.The wind whispered secrets in her ear, of a tomo
As Emma reached the hotel, she texted Annie and told her she was at the hotel but Annie said it out in the house, a secret that was meant to be kept.“Why would Emma go to a hotel?” She asked her gaze on Aliana and Andrew “Really?” Aliana asked Annie nodded, Aliana now realized that Emma was the one who was standing at the entrance of her room, she smiled and turned her gaze at Annie “Which hotel is she staying at? We have to go check on her and ask her why she is staying in there” Aliana said, but before Annie could speak up, the maid broke a plate, Annie got furious and rushed over to her questioning her why would break a plate. Aliana rolled her eyes in anger, she just needed few seconds. Annie was about to open us but the maid messed things up.Annie walked back into the living room so she could finish what she started with Aliana but her phone beeped again.“Do not tell anybody it's for our safety”.Annie's eyes widened and immediately, she stood up and walked into her room, s
---Aliana stormed out of the living room, her heels striking the marble floor with a sharp staccato rhythm as she marched toward the hallway that led to her room. Her face was twisted in anger, her mind consumed by the sudden return of Mirabel and the unexpected chaos she had brought with her. The very sight of her standing in that living room, alive and full of confidence, had shaken Aliana to her core. She had been so certain Mirabel was out of the picture, so sure that the past she’d buried would remain there hidden.But now, everything was unraveling.Slamming the door behind her, Aliana entered her bedroom, her hands trembling as she locked it. She leaned against the heavy oak door for a moment, closing her eyes and trying to steady her breathing. Her heart was pounding in her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She had worked so hard to keep everything under control, to maintain the facade of the perfect life she had built with Andrew. And now, in a single night, Mira
And after the joyful night,they all drifted off to sleep.8AM IN THE MORNING.Raymond woke up but he didnt to disturb her so Kate told him about her schedule and he woke her up. Mirabel walked into the bathtube and she took her bath, fews minutes later she came out and she dressed. She walked into the grand living room and saw Kate, she had already been waiting for her.“Where are you going? What are your plans for today?” Raymond askedMirabel smiled “I am going to visit John and his family, I have to personally announce my arrival to them, I bet they would be so shock by now” she said Raymond nodded “Be careful, I have something to tell you if you are back” he said “What is it about? Can't you just tell me now? I am always eager when it comes to something like this” she said Raymond smirked “Its something we need to sit and talk about” Mirabel nodded and slid into the car and they drove off to John's mansion.---As the black SUV rolled up the winding drive to John's mansion, th
It was around past 7 in the night, Mirabel stayed at the lodge because she doesnt know she would interact with Louis and the rest yet. Just as she slept off, Kate just decided to check on her in the room because she left her food on the table, as she touched her, she noticed that she was burning up.“Ma'am” Kate said as she began to tap herMirabel woke up slowly “I am not dead yet relax, I would finish my revenge before I die” she said her voice shaking and low.Kate smirked “here is a drug, I bought this incase of emergencies like this” she said and handed her a drug.Mirabel trusted Kate so much so she used the drug and slept off.9 AM IN THE MORNINGKate decided not to wake her up but she brought her the lotha she would wear, she placed them on the couch as she turned to leave Mirabel called her.“I am awake” she said and Kate stopped in her tracks.“Good morning ma'am” Kate said Mirabel nodded “Let's go to Raymond” she said and walked into the bathroom, after she finished her b
~Everyone was happy that Georgina wasn't on his side, Mrs Ava spoke up.“We have decided to make Mrs Georgina the head now” she said and turned to John “Come back when you are in your right senses” she said and clapped for Georgina.Georgina smiled, bowing for them, she kept smiling her teeth out she gazed at Annie and smiled at her.“It's alright” she said as she stopped them.The room had fallen eerily silent. A sense of unease crawled over the crowd as Georgina's voice cut through the quiet like a razor-sharp blade. "I am afraid you are cheering for the wrong person,I am not the one you people should cheer for" she said, her voice low yet commanding. The air in the conference room thickened with tension. Faces once lit with admiration for John now turned to Georgina, eyes narrowing, trying to understand what had just happened.The applause died. John’s confident smile wavered, confusion clouding his features. As he opened his mouth to say something, the door behind him swung open