I wake up to a beautiful pair of eyes looking at me, one wrapped around my shoulder and the other patting my cheek, urging me to wake up. I don't know for how long I have been crying, but I don't try to hold the tears back. I have a throbbing headache, and this incidence reminds me of the same incidence four months ago when I woke up unaware of myself in a hospital.However, there are a lot of differences. This is not the same hospital I woke up in back then. These are not the same pair of eyes I found staring at me back then. It wasn't him with me that time. This pain is more or less what I felt at that time, but the difference is that there is some joy in this pain I am experiencing now. I am no longer a shadow of myself.The original Gia is back. My old self is back. I am well aware of everything that transpired, causing all these deep mysteries. My mother's death My father's shooting Did he survive? I doubt. So he killed both my parents. And my older sister. Where are you, Grace?
I drop to the couch the moment Deep ushers me into his house, closing my eyes and taking in some fresh breath. I know I look pathetic right now—from the messy hair to the red eyes with puffy eyebags due to crying—and I am sure I look so dull, but I won't dare even ask to take a shower. Until I see Mayleen, until I find a way to save my sister, until I am certain that everyone around me is safe, I don't think I will be smiling. "Here, have some." Deep offers me a glass of water, which I gladly take and gulp down in one go. "You want more?" I nod my head, and he disappears to get me more, returning with a jar of water. I take another glass.What has happened in the last twenty-four hours has left me so drained—drained of everything. "Do you feel any better now?" He asks, sitting beside me, and I look at him.How both perfect and imperfect was it for him to come into my life? Before I can answer him, my eyes land on his left hand. A bandage. I hadn't even noticed it. And now I remember t
It's morning at long last. Then the better, I guess.I stretch myself on this extremely comfortable bed. It's ironic to sleep on such a comfortable bed in a huge, clean room like this one, and yet you spend the whole night tossing and turning, thinking and thinking until dawn. Life, huh! My freaking life!It's six in the morning, and since I am doing nothing on this bed, I decide to abandon it. I walk to the bathroom and take a shower, then change. Do you remember the clothes that Deep refused to return to me back in Mombasa? Well, it seems fate had a good reason for his mischief. I don't know if anyone is up yet, but I can't sulk in this room anymore. I don't even have time to sulk, because time is not on my side. I need to act fast before something else terrible slaps me. I am even afraid of opening the internet because I know it's Gia Wilson and the massacre that happened yesterday trending all over.I will avenge their deaths, one way or another, and that is my solemn vow.We didn
A beautiful Sunday evening it is, but aside from this beautiful house and the serene environment outside, everything else is grotesque. I am a nervous wreck right now. The plan Paul suggested is kind of not so promising, in my opinion. Forgive my strong urges toward negativity, but I think these people are underestimating this monster way too much. However, since Paul promised no one would get hurt, I will play along, but I have my own plan, and only Mayleen knows. I hope she won't rant about me to her boyfriend, because he will surely rant it out to Deep. When it comes to Ejay, you don't just need a single plan if you don’t want to have regrets in the end. You need plans. There are lots of well-calculated plans.Deep's parents are on their way, and the worst part is that Paul and Mayleen had to leave to go get the evidence they have and for Mayleen to meet her parents. Fortunately, Paul kept them where Ejay couldn't trace them. Didn't I tell you these two are just so sweet? I'm cross
I walk to the balcony, where Deep is getting some fresh air after we had dinner. He has been unusually quiet since that private talk with his father. His parents left, and Paul and Mayleen will be joining us much later tonight, together with Paul's most trusted comrades in the police force, to further plot our move on Ejay tomorrow. Hopefully, this plan by Paul won't cost us another life. Lord Gracious, hear me!"You've been quiet. What's up?" I ask, standing beside him under the orange bulb light on the ceiling of the balcony."Nothing. Just thinking." He says this, looking up at the sky.To the beautiful shining stars well spread on the blue clouds and the full moon dominating the darkness of this night with its light. It's such a beautiful night, to be precise. One with a peaceful soul would enjoy it until dawn just looking at it. But I am not that soul. And I am sure neither Deep is."You want to share? I'm here." I say, and he throws me a glance that says, "Come on! Your cup of p
"Everything okay?" I ask Mayleen, and she can't hide the worry in her eyes.She nods her head slightly. "They should be leaving any minute now." She says, walking to me. "Gia, I am worried for you. Are you certain you want to do this?" She adds."I'm very certain, Mayleen." I say boldly. For this plan of mine to work, I need to stop thinking about myself but about the safety of everyone. That is what matters the most."But Gia, you and I know how dangerous this plan of yours is. It can cost you your life, for all we know. Please, Gia, I think you should listen to Deep and let them handle everything." She pleads. We have gone over this a couple of times. I thought she was okay. Then again, I can blame her."Mayleen, things will get messy if I don't do this. And it's not like I'm jeopardizing their plans. I'm just prepared in case their plan fails. I don't want to imagine the kind of news we might wake up to yet again tomorrow if they fail. I'm just taking precautions here. God knows ho
I drag my weak legs back to the room. I grab the suitcase under the bed, the one I had carried to Kisumu. Ever since I left the club, there are things I don't leave behind. Whether I am carrying a suitcase, a handbag, or a purse, I make sure these three things are with me. One of them is my phone, obviously. The other one is the evidence I collected from the club.The last and most important thing that no one knows about is the shotgun. Actually, I have two, but I normally carry one. I have kept them well hidden, so nobody has ever noticed them, nor have I ever told anyone that I possess a gun. I stole them from Ejay's office, and I think I will need them. I fix the small guns on the insides of my thighs under the long stockings and pull down the long black dress.I took a good look at this room. Too bad that I didn't get to enjoy this beauty and comfort for long. All in all, I came and I saw, but it's now time to say goodbye to it. I need to do what needs to be done. I take the keys
The cab drive has been long and silent, with my mind wandering about how unfair life has been to me. How can someone's life turn upside down in such a short time, huh? A lot has happened, and it is way too fast to even tell which one hurts more than the other. It hurts to bury a loved one, but it's another different pain to not be sure if one is dead or alive. It hurts to lose someone, but witnessing their death hits differently. It sucks like hell to watch someone be taken away from you, yet you can do nothing to help. Loosing your memory is another shit that stinks like hell! And having no freedom at all isn't any less of a hell. To think that I am going back to that den again!The cab comes to a stop, meaning that we have reached the destination. I pay the driver, and I walk out. I'm not seeing Ejay around nor his car, so I presume he hasn't gotten here yet. That's fine, because I need to pack my clothes. I am double sure he won't let me off the hook from now on, which means I will
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