The last moments of the last time I was here days ago slapped me as I stood at the gate. It was at night, just like now, with the only difference being that today is just a few minutes to seven and not a few minutes to eleven like the other night. Everything is spanking me hard as it surges in—from how I left my house looking like a horny bitch that would fuck the first man that crossed her path. The shameful series of incidents that followed in the house. The fight that we had was meters away from here. The next one is outside the gate of the bar. I almost did the most crazy thing in my life—drinking my stupidity out and almost having a fucking one-night stand. God, please pardon me for my crazy thoughts that night and bless this man for saving me from something that I would live to regret all my life. He is my sweet, bona fide savior!“Greetings, Miss Gia!” The security guard greets me, opening the gate so wide. If it weren’t for his hand holding on to the door and obstructing my wa
The door flows open, but the person who walks in is someone whom I would not have wished to cross paths with, especially not in this situation. And not here in the absence of her son. And the way her eyes are firing at me as she walks in after shutting the door behind her says it all. She is not happy. She does not look happy at all.“Greetings, Mrs…”“I didn’t know I would find you here. What a surprise!” She says this while standing right in front of me.No greetings. She did not even respond to mine or let me finish. Unlike that day of the dinner with her in her house, there are no greetings, no hug, nor can I see that warmheartedness that I sampled from her that day. Today, she is cold. Gross!“I am sorry. I just came to...“To see whether my son is here?” Again, she cuts me off. I bitterly swallowed what I wanted to say. There is no need to open my mouth again, presumably. It seems like she will not give me time to speak, explain myself, or justify myself. “I warned you, Gia, did
“You don’t look well. What happened? How did your search go? Any luck?” Grace inquires from me the moment she ushers me back to my house.Well? Any luck? How I wish that was the case. “Nothing. It would have even been better even without the luck, if only if I hadn’t run into Deep’s mother. She made everything worse than it was.” I say as I slam on the seat, feeling so defeated, lost, and hurt. I know this is not the time to feel weak or entertain negative thoughts, but I just cannot help it. As it seems, not even Deep’s parents know where he is. So that means I will have to start from scratch to find him. And now, I doubt if his mother wants me to be with her son. It seems like things have gone back to how they were when I first met her.“Why? What did his mother tell you?” Grace asks.“Nothing. She just rubbed it on my face, saying that I am the reason why her son is acting up. How ungrateful I am. I did not appreciate what her son did for me, and there was a lot of nonsense. Meanin
“And here, Grace, here is where we met. I was so lost. I had lost all hope. I was in so much distress and agony. And I went into the water. And I went further and further and further, not even thinking, not afraid of drowning. I was actually daring the God of the Sea to reveal himself to me. To send me a ray of what I was supposed to do. How was I supposed to break out of the cage of Ejay?" I say this, remembering all that happened that day. How it all happened.“And then? What happened? How did you get out? Did the God of the Sea show himself?” Grace asks in weariness.Of course, she is just as tired as I am. We have scoured all the places that Deep and I visited when we were here those two times. There is no place that we have not gone to, but nothing has borne any fruit. Not even in his house. All that the security guard said was some shit about him leaving the house three days ago, and he hasn’t returned.So, my sentimental sense directed me here, thinking that he might have come
“Oh, Gia! I am freaking out. I don't trust those men.” Grace remarks as we start our way off the beach.Once again, I am leaving my favorite spot so frustrated, and this time, my heart is broken too. Just like the last time Deep and I visited this place, these fools blasted us, interrupting us and annoying the hell out of me. Today is no exception. It is worse, even. How can media personalities bang on me like that, huh? What is more baffling, without any identification documents? And of all the things they could ask about, Ejay? Seriously? That is so insensitive of them. And confusing. All their actions ring with utter dubiousness to me. They were so strange.“Let’s just get out of here, Grace. I also don’t like them.” I say. I honestly don’t like them or these feelings. I am getting. I wouldn’t want to entertain such feelings, but they are so dominant and unnerving.“Gia! Miss Gia? Can I take a selfie with you, please? You are my idol.”“Just one selfie, idol!”“Just one, music quee
“Do you have any idea who would want to scare you like this?” The officer asks because what we are explaining seems a bit confusing.And it is. I mean, the weird people from the media, the incident that separated me and my sister for a fleeting moment before she was thrown back to me, the strange and apparently the same men that kidnapped Grace a while ago for a minute, and they are the same people that returned her. And the van. Those are the same people. That man? Who wouldn’t get confused, huh?“I have had only one enemy, and as far as I know, officers, he is dead, right?” I ask because I am so afraid that all this is making me remember that man. The black attire and the goddamned van add more fear because that was his signature theme. I am hating this.“As far as we all know, he is gone for good. This Ejay, did he have relatives that could be coming after you?” The officer says:.No, right? I mean, we are his only survivors, right? His adoptive parents are both dead. My parents ar
“We will stay on guard out here, Miss Gia. If you need anything, we will be at your service.” Officer Martin says once we reach our hotel door.“Thank you, officer. I appreciate your help so much.” I courteously respond.“Don’t mention it, Miss. We are all saddened by what happened to you in the last few months. We would never want it to happen to you or anyone else again. Rest assured that you will be well protected under our guard.” He adds, and I honestly appreciate this gesture.I wanted to hire my own security guards after what just happened, but the head officer insisted on assigning these five security officers to me. I always hated the thought of being surrounded by bodyguards. I feel choked by them. I never considered hiring them at any point in my life, but at this point, refusing their help is out of the question for me. I don’t know what those people want, but they surely want something. My sister and I are in danger, and we don’t know how great this danger is. Heck! I d
“Jokes have owners, Grace! Do not try to crack one if you know you will do something contrary to what a joker can, and that is to pull a smile or erupt outbursts of laughter from people. That back there was not a joke at all, Grace!” I say that because if she was joining, that was a terrible one. She should know that she stinks at it.She leaves her corner and walks to me. Fear is eating her up pretty badly. I can sense her shivers as she forces her feeble self toward me. I cannot blame her. All I can do is applaud whatever is giving me all this boldness to not let the fears that I am concealing inside surge out. I would tremble more than her. I would look like a leaf on a hurricane. “Do you think I would joke around such a grave matter, Gia? Do you think I would want to feel this and much less? Remember that crooked monster’s name? No, Gia! I would give everything to not think of such a dark thing.” She speaks when she reaches where I am.“Then stop entertaining that thought, Grace.
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