The once-familiar room had become a refuge of fear and curiosity, with every corner seeming to hold back unseen threats and uncertainties. The clustered dread weighed heavily upon them, turning the space into an unsettling refuge where the only solace lay in each other's shared turmoil and the hope for a resolution to alleviate the chilling fear that had taken root within those four walls.Deep’s parent's turmoil lay in the confusion of how to free their one beloved son from the other vicious one, whom they never cared about from the start. The approach alone seemed so vague and challenging.Gia’s thoughts were lingering on whether her passage to fight the monster would be granted by the authorities. Whether she would be able to slay the monster for good once again or whether the cruel fate would cheat her again.And Grace, the poor lost soul, was floating in the middle of the cloud, fear almost breaking her bones. She had witnessed that battle once, which left her and her sister at o
“You are right about that. I don’t regret it at all. I would do the same thing over and over again if put in the same situation. And yes, I don’t remember saying that someone forced me to pull the trigger. I did it willingly.” Gia affirmed.Mrs. Azzua took a bold step toward Gia, her dangerous eyes aiming to demean her but failing. His tone of voice rhymed with a look in her eyes—threatening. "Then, as soon as now, I ask you to back off my son’s life. It was bad enough that you brought all this trouble upon him, and with this revelation that you just made, I never want you for my son.”Gia smirked with a gesture of sarcasm. “That is not for you to decide at all, Mrs. Azzua. It is for Deep and I to decide. And if he was okay with what I did, then I am sorry, but it is you who should back off our backs.”Anger rose pretty high in Mrs. Azzua, her eyes burning while her every sense of being shook as she spoke. “I am his mother. In the end, it is me who will have to give my blessing and my
Gia, Grace, and Deep's parents gathered in the living room, a sense of urgency and determination guiding their actions. Their hearts were heavy with worry for Deep; they knew that spreading the word about his disappearance was vital to the search efforts. Gia was staring at the printed papers with Deep’s photo on them. She wished and prayed that he was still okay. ‘Stay safe and wait for me, Deep. Or just show me a sign of where you are and I will come to get you.’ She whimpered, fighting back the tears."We need to get the word out as quickly as possible. The earlier we can do this, the better." Mrs. Azzua asserted, her voice tinged with concern.Grace nodded in agreement. "The more people who know, the better our chances of finding him. We have to act fast and reach as many people as we can."Gia felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility crushing down on her as she kept gazing at the stack of posters in her hands. the rush to find her lover. "Let's begin by posting these posters
With a sense of urgency driving their movements, Gia, Grace, and Deep's parents arrived at Deep's residence after a long 25-minute drive. The drive was actually not that long in normal circumstances. It was just their urgency pressing on them. That was why the short drive seemed so long.Parking outside the gate, they all alighted, Gia leading the way because he was conversant with the place and the security man. It was her third time being there. The security guard knew him very well.They knocked on the gate, and the security man opened the gate on the first knock, his face dropping after seeing the four faces plus the number of men standing some metres back.“Hello, Simon. How are you?" Gia greeted.Simon’s eyes were restless, darting from one unfamiliar face to the next before responding. “Miss Gia, hi! Aah, is there a problem?"Gia shook her head to reassure him that there was an alarm. “A little. We just need to ask you some questions about your boss, Simon. By the way, these ar
The long drive that was filled with dread finally came to a stop when the cars finally pulled up at the Aga Khan hospital grounds. Gia, Grace, and Deep’s parents jumped out in haste, the worry and anxiety of the state Deep was in driving them. They all hiked behind Gia, who led the way while on a thousandth call with Simon. She kept calling every single minute to ask whether Deep had been taken care of and if there was any news.The hospital corridors buzzed with life, yet an air of worry slipped them hard as they anxiously made their way to the third floor, where Simon had directed them.The rustles of their heavy, fast movements echo in the quiet corridors, their breaths heavier than air.“Simon, where is my son? How is he? I want to see my son.” Mrs. Azzua found words between her heavy, uncontrollable breathing and unqueled inquisitiveness.“Is he alright? Have they attended to him? Can we see him?” Mr. Azzua also expressed his inquisitiveness, with worry etched on his face.Gia hu
Gia lost control when she saw Deep's appalling condition. Her whole body went through a phase of shock and shuddering as she let out a couple of weak gasps. In the sterile hospital room, just beside the bed, lay a barren seat. She dragged her feeble, rebellious feet, one hand pressing her chest, soothing her heart, while the other covered her mouth in an inutile gamble to block the sobs. She finally made it to the seat after a laborious journey, and she slammed on the seat, her eyes staring at her vague image of her incomprehensible Greek god.Her eyes were filled with tears, her heart was bursting with pain, and her body was lost in hopelessness. Her hands finally toured to her face, scouring the tears away so that she could see her lover clearly. The once-perfect and radiant face now appeared Afro-American, slathered in scrapes and bruises. Her poor heart split into a million pieces like a piece of glass slipped to the floor, regrets and remorse enveloping her.Deep’s body was motio
She spoke in a low key, cocking her head to the side as if she were listening to a certain voice that was feeding her with the information. “Ejay is aware of our every plan. He kidnapped the girls, meaning that he knew about our plan to return them to their homes, and even after such a heinous crime, a police officer was back alive to convey the message of what he had witnessed. I do not doubt that he took him captive, meaning that he knew Deep’s moves. He started his attacks on me exactly when I got here, meaning that he knew I was coming. He also sent that invite to the music gala night right to my hotel, meaning that he knows where I am staying. Doesn’t that sound suspicious to you, Martin?” Gia asked.Martin thought for a while, digesting every word that Gia had said. “You have a point. All this is too farfetched to be circumstantial. It seems like he is watching you so close.” He spoke in a low tone, Gia’s words making every sense to him.But just how far was he from understandin
Gia sat at the seat in the hospital, her sister beside her, but their minds seemed distant—both lost in different dark jungles. the dim light casting shadows across her determined expression. Her mind buzzed with thoughts and suspicions, connecting the dots between Ejay’s reappearance and the suspicious behavior of influential figures, particularly the General of Police. She was convinced that someone powerful was shielding Ejay, preventing justice from prevailing.Gia scrolled through her mind, overflowing with clear incidents that put the general in the spotlight in her wild mental investigation—a series of contradicting events forming fragments of a puzzle that hadn't yet formed a coherent picture. Like, why would the general betray his own course like that? Betraying the whole country? Risking the lives of everyone for nothing. Risking the lives of the people who were supposed to protect them and protecting those that he was supposed to bring to justice.But Gia was undeterred. Th
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