I wake up in the morning with a spinning headache. It has been a while since I had these annoying pains, but I guess someone triggered them yesterday. That filthy jerk! I do not know what happened after. Whether he left together with his b*tch or he left alone, the only thing I remember hearing while I was lying down on my bed was the sound of a door closing with a bang, followed by footsteps descending the stairs. When I woke up later, at nine, I found ten missed calls from Ejay, but I did not respond or call back. I had not planned on falling asleep; it just happened, and in any case, I had decided to punish him for what he did. He should know that he cannot do anything he wants without caring if it hurts someone or not. What is he? A god? Hell no! I hope Mayleen had a little dignity left in her to leave. I do not know how to even look at her after yesterday.I take my painkillers and set an alarm to wake me up after thirty minutes. The pain will have subsided by then, or perhaps go
It clocks 3:30 p.m., reminding me that it is time to get ready for my entertainment job at the club. The monster left immediately after I told him that I would see him in the club today, and I intend to do exactly that. I am crossing my fingers in the hope of sealing this deal, however dangerous it seems. Whatever happens afterwards, I will face it head-on.I walk into my bathroom and take a shower, which does not last more than twenty minutes. That is the minimum amount of time I can take in a shower. Sometimes, when I am not in a hurry, I can take double the time or more. I love that feeling of just standing under the shower and letting the warm water run on me. Anyway, that is not the case now because I need to be in the club by five. I get out of the shower and dress up as quickly as I can, and I toss everything necessary in my purse and step out, making a mental note to get my water bottle from the kitchen.In the sitting area is my so-called friend, Nelly. She is doing her usual
"I know you won't believe me on this one, but this is the truth. I am not proud of what I did."What a sugar-coated, pathetic apology!"Yeah, sure! I mean, sorry is written all over you; that is why you are still here to prove you are sorry, right? Spare me the crap and get out of my way." I warn."I do not expect you to believe me, and I am fine with that. But just this once, Gia, believe me. Don't take this as coming from an enemy. Your enemies are right under your nose; be very careful." She says it in a weird tone, but I believe I have seen much worse of this deceptive face to fall for this."Yeah, I know. I am looking at one right now. You hate me so much just because of Ejay? Someone who can not even respect you?" I state. I don't even know why I'm wasting my precious time with this bitch."You are so wrong. I am no longer your enemy. About Ejay, what we have, sorry, actually, had What we had up until yesterday goes way back. It is a long story that you cannot understand. But it
I am a happy soul tonight, actually, from last night. For the first time since I woke up in that hospital bed, I am experiencing pure joy. I was able to convince Ejay yesterday to let me go to Mombasa. My deal is dangerous; I myself am scared of it, but I won't think of that for now. I do not want to ruin this happiness that I am basking in right now. I am looking forward to my stay in Mombasa and hoping that I will be able to savor some incredible aura for those seven days.Do you know what else is more exciting? I pleaded with Ejay to get his goons off my back during my whole stay in Mombasa. I don't want to walk around with ugly, fugly black monkeys guarding me as if I am the daughter of a mafia king. They might scare everyone away from me, and I am planning to have the best days of my life there before returning to this cage again. Nothing naughty, though; don't get me wrong there. So, he finally agreed, but I swear it took me to become a confounded beggar to get him to agree, and
"What the hell do you want?" I snap at Mayleen, who is standing at my bedroom door. If only I knew it was her, I wouldn't have bothered to open the door."Peace offering." She is holding two cups of coffee. Since when did we become this friendly to offer each other coffee? And isn't it too late to make peace after everything that has happened?"That might be poisoned, for all I care." I retorted to her."Come on." I leave the door open and walk back to my bed, and she invites herself in behind me and shuts the door. This woman is so confusing. What is she up to now?"Say what you want and leave. I was retiring to bed before you decided to disturb me." I say. "I have a lot to tell you, so you need things." She hands me one cup of coffee as she starts to sip the other."I want the other one." I say. She might have put some poison in mine. The amount of hatred she has for me is too much. I don't even know why I am not kicking her ass out. She hands me the coffee she was drinking, which
Things seem to be difficult when you have only one choice, but they are even more difficult and complicated when you are torn between two hard choices. In a situation like mine, you feel totally confused and lost. I do not know which way to go. Each choice has consequences, and they are both equally dangerous. Fighting for my freedom, or running away from this captivity, means endangering my life in case my paths cross with Ejay again in the future. That would be the end of me. If I choose the other choice, I will have sold my soul to the devil and accepted the possibility of being a slave forever. I am so drained from thinking and weighing the two options. I am so tired of trying to make up my mind because the fear has crept in. The fear of what awaits me after the trip I am taking tomorrow The fear of losing in the end. I am so weighed down, but I have to keep going. Maybe the first thing I need before making a decision is a change of scenery. A new environment will help me clear my
I budge into Ejay's office with a lot of distress and a sunken heart. I never thought I would ever see my friend in such a condition, so hopeless and tired. "Are you okay?" Ejay asks, standing from his chair to walk to me. I give him a hug. He will be my boyfriend in just eight days, so I should start getting used to the couple's things as early as now. I give him a kiss too, and he holds me in his hands while he sits on his desk. "You look worried. What is it?""Nora is not well." I reply without beating around the bush."Oh. Why? What's wrong with her?""Well, her night did not go too well with her client. She said he was so hard on her, and now she is in pain. She looks terrible." I explain."But they know the rule here. It is their duty to submit to the client. However he wants it, they should willingly submit. She was probably resistant, and that is why he went overboard with her."God, please kill monsters for me right now. So it's her fault now? Her body could not handle the pa
We get to Ejay's car and drive back to the club. I take a look in the driver's mirror to confirm my look. I look just as I thought—horrible. The eye blinks are not doing any justice to my red eyes. I can't even tell what time I slept last night, but I am sure I did not sleep for more than three hours. I even have a headache. The monkey beside me is holding my hand to comfort me, as if it is helping. The truth is, I still want to cry. I do not know how much crying is enough for Nora; all I know is that I have not cried enough.We drive through the gate, and today, Ejay is not even greeting his goons, as if he is affected one bit by Nora's death. I very well know that it means nothing to him, so he should cut the acting. It does not suit him. Getting out of the car, he holds my hand, and we walk inside the club. I don't know where they take the dead bodies, because when I asked Ejay what would happen to her body, he said they would take care of it. I don't know what that means. Do they
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