The huge room is filled with candlelight and some music. I take a few steps in utter amazement and a combo of glee and shock as I scan the beautiful room. At the far end, near the window, sits a table for two, with four lit candles at each corner of the table. There is a big tray at the center of it, a beautiful bouquet of flowers, a bottle of champagne, and two glasses. When did he even plan all these? The door slams shut, and I turn to look at him, but my eyes fall on the red-themed king-size bed. We are spending the night here. It's going to be a total heart-stirring night colored with the colors of sacred sweet sins."For the most beautiful girl in the world, my special person." Girl, huh? That makes me feel like a thirteen-year-old. Sweet thirteen, maybe? I can't hide the blush. I turn towards the table where his charming voice is echoing. My knight, in shining armor, is handing me the flowers. I walk to him, gladly receiving the bouquet with a smile of appreciation. I hold them
I rub my eyes with the back of my palms, wiping off the eyelids with my fingers. I peel them open, blinking a couple of times to adjust my eyesight to the brightness of the early morning. It's brightly beautiful. The empty glasses of Champaign still lay where we left them, my bouquet of roses smiling at me, and I smiled back at them. I am tightly wrapped in Deep's strong and loving arms, my back on his gorgeous front. His hold on me is so tight like he wants us to be like this forever. Like he will never let go. I shift a little in an attempt to turn and face him, but his arms tighten further, pulling me closer and pressing us together. I would love to see his handsome face right now, but I guess I will have to wait. Peacefully, I continue my rest in his safe arms—the safest place to be. In his arms, I know I am safely protected. Safely save and secure.I look at the blooming flowers again. They are brightening and beautifying the room more, giving it a magical feeling. He is actually
We finally get out of the shower.We dress up and head outside, not forgetting my beautiful flowers. I am carrying it with so much care, and I will take care of it this much. We enter a very cool VIP area in the restaurant downstairs, where our breakfast awaits us on the table. Deep ordered for it to be served before we left the room. We quietly eat our breakfast and head out a few minutes after we are done.We get to the same Lamborghini that brought us here yesterday, and we start our journey back. I loved his romantic dinner date. I love everything about this short adventure. Will there be another time? I lay my head on his shoulder, and he sneaks his arm around my waist, resting his back on the chair. His scent is still fresh, and I love the smell of it.A few minutes later, we arrive at a very familiar place. It's not the airport where we landed last night, nor is it the Mombasa airport, which I am familiar with. It is the magical place where all this magic started. It was the sw
"So you are now free!" The reporter says:"I am. We are." I say the lights of uncountable cameras flashing at us."I'm glad. Perhaps you could tell us what happened to the latter? Is he behind bars? What becomes of him after all those horrible crimes he committed, and will you be satisfied with any punishment the law will endorse for this guy?" The reporter asks."Ahh. He is in the hands of the authorities, and I have full faith and confidence that they will give him a justifiable penalty." I respond. Straight to the point."Mmh. What would be your judgment if you were the judge of his crimes? I mean, not just as a witness to his evil doings but also a victim of him." Well, I already judged him and passed on my punishment and judgment to him. I was given that privilege. Nevertheless, the public should not know this. For the sake of everyone, it is better that the public doesn't know that I actually killed Ejay. This way, we will protect the image of the police force, and people will n
I annoyingly grab the buzzing phone under the duvet beside me and swipe up the receiver button without checking the caller. I slept for a few minutes to three minutes because we had a long and heated talk with Deep. I don't really get this guy, and I hope that things will take a turn from the direction they are taking."Hello!" I greet the person on line, and Paul's voice comes from the receiver's end. "Hello, detective! What's up?" I ask."They approved the permit to exhume the bodies." My heart jumps, then it stops right after. What if... just what if? I shake off the butts from my head. This is it. This is the only way to solve my father's misery. He must be there. Where else could they have taken him? Ajay assured us that this was the only place where everyone Ejay killed was buried. The desert in which the main club was built is where he dumped all the bodies. It will be a hard task, I know, but I will give it all the time. I will finally be able to give my father a decent burial
Damn it!This was not us before. It kills me to see us this way. But since I don't know what his problem is, I will just swim in this heart-wrecking mood and hope that things will cool down eventually. I serve the breakfast, which we take in utter silence like two strangers who haven't been introduced to each other. Like two mute strangers, because I believe that a stranger with the ability to speak would have at least aired even just a ‘thank you for the breakfast’. But not this one. It is like my efforts mean absolutely nothing to him.I clean the dishes like good wife material and walk to get to my room. My room is in his house. I don't spot him anywhere as I walk upstairs, and I figure out he has locked himself in the study or his bedroom to avoid me. I am now a plaque or a calamity, that he wants to avoid. I toss everything in my suitcases without caring to fold anything, leaving only jeans, a tee, and the sports shoes I'll be wearing.I take a towel and walk to the shower. I wou
Alas! Time damn flies, huh? It's been a week since I moved into my new place. A beautiful place with a serene environment, peaceful and quiet—exactly what I like, but for some reason, the silence is just too much. I'm not so good at making friends, so I don't even know my next-door neighbor.I drag my feet from the bedroom to the kitchen to make breakfast with my phone in my hand, staring at his WhatsApp profile—yes, him. He is the reason for my foul mood this early morning. He is the reason why I hate the annoying sound of silence, which I have always loved. Since the day I left his house, after making me believe that all was life on the moon between us, he has gone absolutely mute. No call, no text, no visit. No nothing! Why? Didn't he ask whether he was welcome to visit me here, and I said a warm, merry yes? Did he not say that he respected my decision to leave his house? What's more, he even has a spare key to my house, just like I have mine. What's with the silence now? Is this
"Aah.. Mr? Drop me here, please." I say this to the cab driver."But, miss, you said you were heading to Ngara." He states, And men, I know what I said, but I can decide otherwise, right? I feel like snapping at him, but I keep my cool."Yes. But I have changed my mind about going straight home." I say as he pulls over at the Gevangee Gardens on the outskirts of Nairobi CBD. I hand him a note as my payment and walk out without caring for the change.The Gevangee Gardens are a small, public chilling place. It has nothing as decoration but beautiful yellow flowers that look so bloody on a chilly evening like this one. No activity takes place here. Like I said, it's a chilling place, and so I drag my feet inside it, forcing a smile on people who recognize me. They are too many for my liking, though, because I'm in no mood for anything.How can I help when my sister is taking my boyfriend away from me? Crap! My boyfriend, huh? Talking of boyfriends, I didn't know this garden was a romance
As the plane descended over Nairobi, the city's familiar skyline welcomed Deep and Gia back home after their three-month absence. The sun bathed the landscape in a golden glow, casting a warm embrace over the land they had missed dearly. Exiting the airport, they were greeted by the bustling energy and vibrant colors that characterized the city. Deep couldn't help but notice the changes in the skyline—the new buildings that had sprung up during their time away. "It feels good to be back," he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of
After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"Their first day in Boston was filled with wanderlust as they traversed the cobblestone streets, absorbing the city's historic vibes. They visited the renowned Freedom Trail hand in hand, immersing themselves in the tales of the American Revolution. "This place holds so much history," Gia remarked, captivated by the stories echoing through time. Deep nodded, feeling the wei
"Gia, from the moment I met you, my life took on a new meaning. Today, as I stand here in front of our loved ones, I promise to love, cherish, and support you through every joy and challenge that life may bring.I promise to be your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to always listen with an open heart and to comfort you in times of need. Your dreams will be my dreams, and I will do everything in my power to see them come true.I promise to laugh with you in moments of happiness and hold you close in times of sorrow. I vow to respect and honor you and to stand by your side as we navigate the twists and turns of life together.I pledge to build a life filled with adventure, understanding, and unwavering love. I promise to create a home filled with warmth, where our love will continue to grow deeper with each passing day.Gia, you are my rock, my guiding light, and my greatest love. With all that I am and all that I have, I give you my heart and my soul for all eternit
As Gia stood at the threshold, ready to walk down the aisle toward her beloved Deep, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears of joy.With every step she took, the soft melody of the music echoed through the venue, setting the tone for the momentous occasion. As she moved forward, the aisle seemed both endless and fleeting, each step carrying a weight of significance and a sense of elation.Surrounded by the love and support of family and friends, Gia felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions. The sight of familiar faces, the soft murmurs of admiration, and the loving gazes directed her way intensified the feelings swirling within her.Her eyes met Deep's as she approached the altar, and the sheer depth of love reflected in his eyes washed over her, calming the storm of emotions within. In that fleeting glance, a silent promise passed between them, a promise of a lifetime filled with love, support,
Gia stood in awe of her reflection, feeling a surge of emotions coursing through her as she beheld herself in the exquisite gown. The gown's intricate lace detailing hugged her figure delicately, enhancing her natural elegance. Layers of soft silk cascaded gently around her, creating an ethereal aura that seemed to float around her with every movement.Her dark hair, adorned with fresh flowers intertwined delicately within the curls, exuded an air of natural sophistication. The delicate veil, adorned with handcrafted lace that matched the gown's details, fell gracefully, framing her silhouette with an air of timeless beauty.Grace entered the room, her eyes wide with admiration as she witnessed her sister's transformation into a radiant bride. "Gia, you look absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration.Gia turned to her sister with a smile, her eyes shimmering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Grace," she replied, feeling a sur
Gia, adorned in her wedding planner hat, gracefully approached the cake matrons and caterers in the bustling wedding venue. With a calm yet assertive demeanor, she aimed to ensure that everything was in place for the grand event."Hello everyone," Gia greeted them warmly, her tone carrying a sense of urgency. "We've got just a few hours left before the ceremony, and we need to ensure everything's set."The cake matrons and caterers looked up, acknowledging her with attentive nods. Gia's earnestness was evident, and they knew the importance of meeting her expectations."We need the cakes to be arranged and the desserts set up in their designated stations by the agreed-upon time," Gia continued, emphasizing the criticality of their roles in the wedding's success. "The guests will soon arrive, and I want everything to be picture-perfect."Gia observed the cake matrons meticulously arranging the tiers of the wedding cake, ensuring each detail aligned perfectly with her vision. Approaching
Deep and Gia sat comfortably on the plush couch, a sense of anticipation lingering between them. The soft glow of the living room lamps illuminated the cozy space, creating an ambiance conducive to their wedding preparations. Wedding magazines and planners adorned the coffee table, their pages marked with colorful tabs and notes—a testament to their joint effort in planning the perfect wedding."Where should we begin?" Gia asked, flipping through a magazine filled with venue options. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, reflecting the dreams she had for their special day.Deep leaned in closer, studying the magazine. "How about a location that resonates with both of us? Somewhere that holds meaning for our journey together," he suggested, his tone reflective of a desire to create a meaningful experience.They deliberated over venues, themes, and guest lists, each detail adding to the tapestry of their shared vision. "I'd love to incorporate elements from both our cultures," Gia said, tr
Gia had always carried music within her soul, a harmonious symphony entwined with her essence. Yet, for too long, the melodies had remained dormant, overshadowed by the trials of life. But now, a spark had reignited her passion.With each lyric she penned and every note she strummed, Gia felt the familiar rush of emotions flooding back—a cathartic release through music. Her return to the music scene wasn't just a comeback; it was a resurrection of her deepest passion.In the intimate setting of a studio, surrounded by a cocoon of creativity, Gia poured her heart and soul into crafting songs that mirrored her journey—songs that resonated with raw emotion and authenticity. Her fingers danced across the strings, weaving melodies that echoed the ebbs and flows of her life.The studio walls absorbed her voice, carrying the weight of her experiences, as she sang with unbridled intensity. Each word she sang seemed to carve its place in the hearts of those who listened, evoking emotions that
In the quaint setting of their family estate, Paul and Sheryl's wedding preparations were in full swing. The air was tinged with excitement and joy as family and friends came together to create a magical celebration."Sheryl, darling, you look breathtaking!" exclaimed Mrs. Marlow, Sheryl's mother, as she adjusted the veil with delicate care. Sheryl beamed at her reflection in the mirror, the excitement radiating from her eyes."Thank you, Mom. I can't believe the day is finally here," Sheryl replied, her voice filled with joyful anticipation.Meanwhile, Paul stood with his groomsmen, ensuring every detail was perfect. "I hope the flowers are set," he remarked, glancing at Martin, who nodded in assurance."Everything's in place, Paul. Don't worry," Martin assured him, patting his shoulder with a reassuring smile.As the ceremony drew closer, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter. Grace and Gia, assisting with the last-minute arrangements, shared a moment of reflection."This is bea