Danielle'sPOV Where was Gabe going to sleep? Gramps was with the babies, all three of them. He kept on poking their noses like he does mine. Gabriel decided to come on his own, he would enjoy whatever he saw. I went to my room. Alas, home sweet home. Although I missed the comfortable and cozy bed, I still prefer my single little bed. I missed my window side and the sunrise that came from there. I had no idea Pa had made a room for Gabriel already. It was a room that I was never allowed in but he had changed it in a way. I wondered how he was able to do all of it alone. My babies weren't much of a hassle. I could handle them perfectly. They were also feeding on infant milk which kept them active for the day. Gabriel took his face away when I tried to approach him. I had no time to spare. The rest of the day was spent in awe with my Gramps. He used the night to tell me the old stories he used to tell me when I was a kid. "...and when you are done telling them that story, you can
Danielle's POV It was just like yesterday. Exactly the way I had left it. There were people around the trees in the old hag of Professor Grab, I sighted a few students around the library. People barely visited the place. I looked forward and was calm. I blended in just like I did a year ago. I thought people would look at me, acknowledging my return but they barely turned their faces as I passed through. I was worried for nothing. I went to see Mrs. Helen. From the message I had in my email, she was my course advisor and the best person to meet once I returned. I knocked on her door and waited outside, scouting the surroundings with my eyes, anything to show the presence of Clara around. "Come in." I went and sat in front of the black beautiful woman I met wearing glasses. She didn't look friendly. "Good morning Miss Anderson, you're welcome." I smiled briefly. "It's Arnold. Thank you, ma'am." I felt a little uncomfortable. "Oh, I see. I'll correct that now. So, how are your b
Bryan's POV This was the third time Isabelle had insisted on me coming to take her from the school and I hated the crowd she drew to herself. I sighed and came out of the car, so much to please little Miss. My eyes caught the sight of a young lady, probably twenty-two of age. There was something about this lady that caught my eye…she was staring deep into my eyes. Unlike other people who were shouting and asking for an autograph, she just stood there with a confused expression, an expression that told a story with which I guess I must have been acquainted. He had questions and I was interested in them. If we meet again, then we surely will have something to say. After a few minutes, she blinked out of whatever daydream she was having and turned away. Isabelle didn't notice and I was glad. She'd have turned away and stayed angry for the rest of the day if she saw me looking at another woman. After what seemed like hours, she finally got inside the car. "I wouldn't be coming after
Danielle's POV I was sure I knew that man somewhere. I am in school again and I plan to wait till he comes again so I can take a better look at him. "So, I heard you gave birth. What's the name of your child?" Isabelle walked up to me with a lollipop in her mouth. When would she grow up? Does she think this is bullying? I think I have grown older than that. She could only have gotten such information from Clara. I'm suddenly glad she hadn't reached out for a while. If she had, I'd have told her about my three babies and she'd have told the whole world. "Given my age, I love the way you guessed that I have a baby. Of what concern is it to you?" I straightened up. I was enjoying this. "You came to meet me so early in the morning, I assume you have become so jobless and all you can do is gossip around and talk about things that are of no concern to yours." She look piss. "I see you have grown a bigger mouth. The class was peaceful when you were gone. I thought you were dead. No wonde
Isabelle's POV "You told me she wouldn't be coming back, Clara. Why is she here?" I questioned Clara. She was busy with her phone and didn't bother to look up. "Clara!" "Girl, what the fuck. What is it? What's the problem?" The voice was the same as the time she shouted at Danielle. I didn't expect Danielle to be so threatening. I was scared when she was talking to Clara not to raise her voice at her. I slammed the middle of my hand on my forehead. "Clara, I am asking. Why is Danielle back? I have been asking you since the day she came back. This is uncomfortable, what if she gave birth? Who would be the owner of the kids? Huh?" That seemed to grab her attention. I do not want anything to take Bryan away from me, anything at all. I wasn't sure if she gave birth, I didn't know if she was pregnant at all. Clara wasn't sure, she just guessed. And when Danielle disappeared, we didn't know what for. Having Danielle back in town might create some problems for me. "Look Issa, I didn't
Danielle's POV I wrapped the colorful blanket tighter. Weak and tired, my body refused to sleep. People were moving along the road as I peeked out the window. It was the depth of the night and people were still walking around, most of whom were couples. I could envision how I would talk in my interview. I was more than prepared. I was reading and learning about interviews all night till the cold set in. Unable to sleep, I studied the breath of my babies. It would be easier to think of something important that wasn't my interview. Perhaps that would make me sleep. My babies. That was it. I needed to keep calm but I was overwhelmed. I was eager for the next day but I needed some sleep. Thinking about the women my children would become calmed my head. I pulled the blanket closer to my chest and stared at my children. Beautiful creatures from my womb. I would do anything to give them the best in life. The first stage in progressing is passing the first stage. I closed my eyes. Tom
Danielle's POV"Are you listening to me at all?" I took a step back. How glare was full of evil, that was all I could bring out from him. He had a very bad aura, one which was intimidating but I wouldn't allow myself to be intimidated.Taking a step back was a bad idea and a sign of weakness. I groomed myself and took two steps closer to him. Now I was in front of him. Although I knew he was Isabelle's boyfriend, I didn't hate him any less.He was the same with his girlfriend, after all, people with pride are liable to die young. That is my philosophy.I nodded my head slowly, now I could see that I was wasting my time. "You're either dumb or deaf or daft. I don't need your apology now, just know that one day, you'd come to beg me and I wouldn't answer. Make sure we do not cross paths again, you wouldn't like what I would do to you."I turned to leave. I could swear I heard him curse under his breath. I turned back to him and grabbed his shirt. I was going to let him go but he had don
Bryan's POV The lady has some nerves I must say. She knew me, she knew Isabelle. Looks like they aren't friends that begin with. Her fierce stare and her solid voice. That was a real woman. I smiled again as the enticing memory of our first meeting flashed before my eyes. I got to see those gray eyes again and this time, they were closer. I was an inch close to drawing her in for a kiss. She was injured, I saw as she walked back to get her bag. I said it, if we meet again, I wouldn't let her go. So be it, she would be mine in a couple of days. At first, I wondered who it could be that dared to raise her voice, even my mother dared not. She was lucky I had an interest in her, other people don't end up too good. All the pleasure I took in her was in her eyes. She would regret meeting me or coming to my company to work. Someone knocked on my door, drifting me away from my thoughts. "Come in Linda." She had come in handy. "Is she gone?" "Yes sir." "You didn't talk to her much for