..."Is there something you are not telling me?" Antonio asked me, I had watched him go towards Raffaele and returned to stand beside me before Raffaele left without saying a word to any other person."What does that mean?" I asked him."He is here to see you, I noticed he only comes when you are filming as well," Antonio said while I struggled to form a word "What are you insinuating?" I got defensive "I am obviously asking because I want to know, is there something I should know?" I can't read the look on his face, I have never seen him that serious before as well."why not you ask your brother?" I said attempting to walk away from him."He is asking for you, he is waiting for you right now," he said following me behind."Why would he do that, I am busy!" I almost shouted "Uhm, I am sorry" I recollected my tone, now it's seems weird."So..." I paused looking around to see Zephyr and Steven watching us both."Where exactly is he?" I asked ignoring his face that looks as confused as
...The ride back was awkward, I am at the edge for I know Steven is scratching to speak, and so was Emilia.I can't even explain the stares I received returning with Antonio looking flustered and a bit disheveled, I didn't even remember or thought that there could be a possibility that my hair was disheveled, that explains why Antonio kept stealing glances from me throughout our ride.It was late, and because of the location of the set, it was a long ride back home, I refused his attempt to lodge in a hotel room closer to the set,"How about I sleep over?" Emilia said on getting home."It's rather too late, yes why not," I said while she smiled brightly "Can you please remain in the car, Miss Demetria?" Steven said I tensed up, I don't know why, or maybe coupled with what I heard of him, I am so conscious around him, this notion that he is watching me and Is ready to tell me off, this is the first time and day walking with him and I am sure he already has a lot to talk about, it see
My breath froze, as my knees weakened, "What in the world" All of a sudden this was strange.My picture, my very own portrait, feels like I am looking myself right in the eyes.Why on earth does Demetria have a painting of me, my legs began to lead me to the picture.As I ran my hand through the canvas, I felt goosebumps, the name written on the foot of the canvas showed Demetria's full name, I can't even begin to explain how exactly I am feeling right now, feels like a fever dream.I turned around to look at the rest of the room, they were all covered with clothes, and my attention was drawn to a half-covered one, again my feet led me to it, it looks unfinished and as I draw it open, a faint scream left my mouth as my hands immediately went to my mouth, my feet dragged my back, my legs giving up on me as I found myself sitting on the floor.It was the day of the train, and my head began to ache, my breathing quickened as fear began to envelop me, and memories of that day returned viv
..."It was the first time, I heard about an identical world, where there is a duplicate of all of us, with each of us having a similarity, I was fascinated by it, I wanted to see another version of me, what it looks like, then I did what I shouldn't have done, trying to enter that world, it was against the rules, something tragic was the consequences." She paused and for the first time, I could see the emotions in her eyes, guilt, perhaps regret."What was the consequence?" I asked even when I probably know deep inside what that answer is "I caused a glitch, and you were the victim, the only scenario where what I did might have worked is when the two duplicate identities are aware and willing to switch places, but in your world, my duplicate no longer existed, she died after birth." the more I listened the more interesting it gets, So when I went to visit my mother that is the reason there was no me and I was looked at like I was crazy. The child didn't even have a name before she
..."So..." I began looking at him as the memory of the previous day resurfaced, the kiss and everything."I want you to meet my mom" he beat me to it."Oh," I said taken aback "That's true, you mentioned she is back," I said getting up from the bed while he immediately followed after me lending his hand."I am okay, I promise," I said forcing a smile, he didn't rub me off as somebody who is dotting but seeing a different side of him every day is part of the charm of this whole situation ship."When do I meet her, today? Since you suspended my job," I said while he remained quiet looking at me "Don't get me wrong, You shouldn't do that, it's unethical, you should know better since you are the CEO," I said wondering where I got the balls to talk to him like that, but he doesn't seem angry, I know deep down he knows he is wrong."I will keep that in mind next time, I can't rectify the mistake now" Next time? How long is he planning on keeping this up, could there be, a feeling, even
...As I sat in the passenger seat of Raffaele's car, gazing out of the window as the world passed by in a blur. The gentle hum of the engine and the rhythmic sound of the tires against the pavement provided a soothing backdrop to the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. How I easily ended up in his front seat I have no idea, from being skeptical to completely giving in and ditching my worries.But, instead of stealing glances as I would always do, I couldn't help but be consumed by the revelation of my dreams, the knowledge that I had a biological family out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered.The images from the dreams played over and over in my head. Our conversation flowed easily in my head, unlike other dreams where I forget some pieces of them, this one was so fresh and so vivid that I didn't forget a single part of it.Faces of my supposed parent whom I can't recognize, appear in my head playing out a "script" on seeing me. Will they send me out for not reaching out fo
..."Why is everywhere empty!" I heard a loud voice say, I needed no seer to tell me it was Greg."Oh," he said approaching us in the kitchen, I tried telling him to leave with my eyes but he came straight to see what I was dishing us."Hi," I watched as she said to him with a shy smile."Oh hello dear" he replied to her with his silly flirty smile "See who we have here, now I see why everywhere was empty, not a single staff," he said giving me a knowing smile, Greg never knows when to just take a hint, "Thank goodness I came I almost went straight to the place but had a second thought that I promised to bring you along, thank goodness I met food, you know I don't trust their palate," he said giving himself a seat beside her as she had her whole attention on him.Just like the many other difference in her now, I know for a fact Greg said she hated his guts in the past and would pretend not to see him, I didn't like a single thing about her in the past but I do wish she pretends like
(Demetria's POV)As We stepped into the open setting, a breathtaking scene unfolded before my eyes. It screamed luxury in every possible way. The grandeur of the place was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but be captivated immediately, this wasn't what I had in mind when Greg explained everything, maybe this is how the affluent hang out.The landscape stretched out before me, a vast expanse of lush greenery and rolling hills that seemed to go on forever. The grass was perfectly manicured, each blade standing at attention as if in tribute to its impeccable surroundings. In the distance, I could see the shimmering waters of a crystal-clear lake, reflecting the golden rays of the sun like a mirror.Beside the Lake, I could see from my distance, majestic and fine horses tied under a shelter, I guess they ride horses too, I mean the field is large enough.The air was infused with a sweet floral fragrance, carried by a gentle breeze that brushed against my skin as if whispering secrets of
...(Demetria)It's been Three weeks since I moved and changed my number. Slowly I have adjusted to a new routine. Emilia refused to leave even when I threatened not to pay her, she stuck around me. I have since resigned and went on an indefinite hiatus. I still think about him but it doesn't matter. Does it?I have refused to go online and no one is allowed to talk about what is happening online near me.Since Kiera suddenly went missing the investigation went on hold. It seems like my life is on hold. It's been peaceful and I know with time I will overcome the constant thought of him.The only persons with my new number are Steven who has since traveled out of the country, he really was serious about not going back to the industry and was only here because of me.Emilia who is with me and my mother whom I called out of frustration. Today I have decided I was going to go see them. By them, I mean my family.No matter how I thought about it, I can't continue to not meet them.I booke
"How many month's break are you taking?" he asked while I folded my hands and looked down."You don't know?" he asked while I remained quiet till my phone began to ring. It was Emilia."We are on our way, and I forgot to let you know the villa is an almost eight-hour journey," she said as I nodded.I just need to put the location and drive, I have made up my mind to leave this city behind now that I am still strong, I feel nothing but anger for some reason, and feeling it into getting things done is better."What did she say?" Steven asked."It's an eight-hour journey," I said while he nodded."I will drop you off and then go," I said while he smiled "I will drive you," he said going ahead to the driver's side while I just rolled my eyes. Men are their need to lead. "I don't think you have had anything today," he said while I just frowned."I know how this your appetite is, I hope you start eating well from now on," he said while I turned to look at him, for some reason he seemed to
The ride went quiet as I drove out of the hospital my blood boiling for some reason, rather than curling myself up I felt energized.Looked like I was preparing myself all this while for this. Or does this have anything to do with me suddenly seeing Rosa?The ride was eerily silent and I was thankful for it, different emotions going through my mind and beneath it all was an unexpected surge of anger.Felt like I was building a war against myself. I was suppressing a certain emotion within me and that was anger, I am angry at everything. So many things were upsetting me the more I thought about it but I was driving and was not alone so I repeatedly breathed in and calmed my nerves as I drove straight to my apartment.And surprisingly but very much expectedly they were media houses packed around. I wonder just how bored and jobless they have to be to be camping near my apartment complex."You can't continue driving towards them," Steven said "They don't recognize this car," I said driv
..."Is there proof of this engagement you speak of sir?" I finally mustered enough courage to ask."So you are saying that am lying," his father said with a smirk plastered on his face."I don't know what you think of me, sir, am not just the woman your son sleeps with," I said confidently looking at him not avoiding his gaze anymore. "It's a relationship, courtship in other words," I added, the look on his face signified he was taken aback while his mother on the other hand had the look of an angry bird."If there is proof of me being the other woman then I would quietly withdraw," I said while his mother scoffed."What is this? Acting all dignified," she said."What is your issue with me ma'am, "I tried to sound as respectful as possible."People like you paint bad names for women around the world, you continue to do stereotypically what Actresses are known for, two-timing and going after rich men just to claim the social laser," she blasted me."People like me, you say?" I repeat
Georgiana, ever the gracious host, insisted on helping me prepare for the meeting with Raffaele's father. I hadn't brought any clothes with me, so she guided me to her room, where I could borrow something appropriate.Her room was elegant and well-organized, reflecting her refined taste. She opened her closet and started selecting a few outfit options for me. "Let's see," she murmured thoughtfully. "Something professional, yet not too formal."I watched her with gratitude as she chose a tasteful blouse and a pair of tailored slacks. "These should work nicely," she said, handing them to me."Thank you so much, Georgiana," I replied, feeling a sense of relief that she was there to help me in this unexpected situation.She offered me a comforting smile. "It's no trouble at all, dear. We women have to look out for each other, especially in times like these."I quickly changed into the outfit she had picked out, and she even offered some accessories to complete the look. As I looked at mys
(Demetria's pov)In the midst of our heartfelt conversation, Raffaele's phone suddenly rang, jolting us both from our intense emotional exchange. He frowned, his brows furrowing as he reached for his phone, glancing at the caller ID."I'm sorry, Deme, I have to take this call," he said apologetically as he answered the phone and moved a few steps away to speak privately.I nodded, my heart heavy with the abrupt interruption. It was clear that whatever had prompted the call was important. As I watched him talk on the phone, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Our conversation about his family and the challenges we might face together had left me emotionally vulnerable, and this unexpected interruption only added to my uncertainty.Raffaele's voice remained composed as he spoke, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his expression shifted from concern to seriousness. It was evident that something significant was unfolding on the other end of the call.Minutes pas
(Demetria's pov)Slowly I stirred from my slumber, my eyes blinking sleepily as I slowly became aware of my surroundings. The room was softly lit by the gentle morning sun filtering through the curtains. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and as my consciousness fully returned, a contented smile curled at the corners of my lips.I'm wrapped in warmth and comfort, nestled against a solid, reassuring presence. I turn my head slightly, finding myself face to face with Raffaele. He's still in deep sleep, his features relaxed and peaceful. His dark hair is slightly tousled, and a few errant strands brush against his forehead.I can't help but admire the man beside me. His long lashes cast soft shadows on his cheeks, and the faintest trace of a smile plays on his lips. His breathing is slow and steady, matching the rhythm of my own heart. His strong arms, which have held me throughout the night, feel like a protective shield.My thoughts drift back to the whirlwind of events from
(Emilia contd)Slowly and shamelessly I began to raise, my eyes facing toward the window away from him."Emilia," he called my name as I closed my eyes tightly my heart beating fast, slowly I turned around to face his direction."Good morning," I said still with my eyes closed as I slowly opened them to look at him, he stood by the door, his hands folded with a smirk on his face, I swear I thought he was closer to the bed."Hey," I followed up, oh I wish the ground could swallow me who just to avoid this torture."I would allow you to sleep but I know you are awake," he said taking a step forward."What!" I let out a low scream as I looked at his legs."What?" he asked as my heart continued to beat against my chest."You don't want me to approach?" he asked taking another step with his brows raised."Please," I pleaded as he stopped looking at me weirdly."Is this about yesterday?" he asked while I face-palmed myself. Of course, it's about yesterday. How can he be so casual? This migh
(Emilia's pov)I woke up to the gentle chorus of birds outside, their melodious singing filling the room as the morning sun bathed everything in its warm glow. As I slowly shook off my drowsiness, I couldn't help but notice that something was amiss.The room around me felt unfamiliar at first, and for a moment, I couldn't quite place where I was. Then, it hit me like a lightning bolt, and my jaw practically hit the floor."Steven's room?" I whispered in disbelief, my eyes widening as I took in my surroundings.Slowly I raised the heavy duvet covering me as I noticed I had on only his shirt. My heart immediately began pounding against my chest as the memories of last night began creeping back.. "Can't you see that it's you? You're the one making me like this!" I remember it like it was said minutes ago. Those were my words although I didn't mean to blunt it out like that, it was too late, the damage had already been done as he smirked at me."You what?" he had asked as I covered my mo