Mr. Azzua’s head went through a moment of blankness for a sprinting moment, his eyes looking around his partner, sending a confusing memo. He then spoke. “What do you mean, insensitive? I just asked whether Ejay is with you right now. Where is he? I need to know.”Hellen looked up, pain cutting through her heart. “He went to jail, in case you did not know. And before you ask, I don’t know which jail they locked him in because I had no way of finding out. I see that you are keeping tabs on him, so why didn’t you get news, or did you just plan to mock me this way, Azzua?” Hellen asked, feeling offended. Even though she never had a good relationship with her son, as a mother, it was still a big loss that she was still mourning over. Her son, her only child, was thrown in jail for life.“No, Hellen. It is you who are playing games with me, and I don’t like it. That lie about Ejay being locked up is out already. We all know he is roaming free! Where is your son?” Mr. Azua asked again, refu
He pressed the red button and slammed the phone off the table.“I presume that the call to that mistress of yours was all useless, right?” Mrs. Azzua spoke after watching her husband for a while.He shook his head in defeat. “Nothing. She claims that she knows nothing. But she made it crystal clear to me that she did not care if Ejay hurt us or not.”Mrs. Azzua scoffed, a devilish smirk etched on her lips. “But of course! What can you expect from such people? She almost ruined us when she chose to seduce you. What more can't she do? She must be enjoying that her son is avenging for her, even if she does not have any rights to this.”“Let us not think like that, please. At least we know that she does not know where that monster of a son is. We can now look somewhere else.” Mr. Azzua spoke, dismissing his wife and taking a sip of his almost-cold coffee.Gia chipped in with curiosity. “Didn’t she give any clue at all? She knows nothing."“Nothing. She says she did not even know that Ejay
Suffocating the room with its increased gravity was the realization that it hung heavy in the air. Ejay's thoughts raced over the possible ramifications of his mother's unintentional revelation. He felt as though a sharp piece of glass had penetrated his being, causing the already delicate fabric of his being to shred."You are telling me... all this time, that—Mr. Azzua—had been sending money for my upkeep?" Ejay's voice quivered with a potent mix of disbelief and despair.Hellen, her eyes brimming with remorse, nodded hesitantly. "Yes, Ejay. He wanted to ensure you were taken care of financially."Ejay staggered backward, a tumultuous storm of emotions brewing within him. The revelation tore through his carefully constructed understanding of his own life, unraveling the web of deception that had shrouded his past."But why? Why didn’t I know about that money?” Ejay's voice trembled, his heart pounding with a sorrowful realization.“Because I did not want you to know about it. I neve
After Gia left for the cafe with the rest, Officer Martin left his team in charge and flew to Nairobi City after several failed phone calls to the general. Before the reputation of the police got tainted, Officer Martin wanted to give it his all and save it before things went out of control.Officer Martin briskly strode into General Ramirez's office, a furrow creasing his brow as he tried to make sense of the conflicting information. He found the general sitting in his chair, seemingly relaxed, while moments ago he had claimed to have a busy schedule."Sir," Martin began, trying to keep his tone respectful yet pointed. "I apologize for budging in like this, but I'm a bit perplexed. You mentioned a packed schedule, but I find you here, seemingly at ease, while Gia is driving me insane with urgency."General Romano glanced up, a faint shadow of surprise passing over his features, before composing himself. "Ah, Officer Martin. I wasn't expecting you. You should have at least informed me
A gnawing sensation of worry consumed Officer Martin's mind as he strode through the precinct hallways. It troubled the general greatly that he would not tell Gia when or where they were meeting. He imagined a thousand scenarios, each more sinister than the last.Martin could not help but think of how silent the meeting's specifics had been. Why is everything being kept so secret? Or was there something more subtle at work, or was the general genuinely attempting to keep everything under control?The trust he had in the general's decisions wavered, leaving a trail of doubt and suspicion in its wake. Martin knew the delicacy of the situation and the need for caution, but the clandestine nature of the meeting sparked an unsettling unease within him."This man…Could Gia’s hunch be true? What is he hiding?" Martin mumbled to himself, frustration lacing his tone. "Why keep the specifics from Gia? Just what in God’s name is this man hiding, huh? Is he corrupted as Gia thinks?” Martin could
“Gia? Why are you seated here by yourself all alone? Is everything okay? What did Martin say?” Grace spoke when they finally spotted Gia seated alone and engrossed in thoughts.Gia pulled herself up, scraping her face with her palms. Then she spoke to them."He spoke to the general," Gia began, her voice tinged with caution. "He has finally agreed to meet with me.” She paused, and everyone could tell that there was something else she kept behind her throat.“We have all been waiting for this, most especially you, my dear. So, why are you now like this? Is there something else?” Mr. Azzua spoke after studying Gia‘s face.She knew she could not lie. She could not keep her worries a secret. She looked at them with skepticism on her face. “I am just concerned. He is keeping the place and time of our meeting a secret. He just told Martin that we were meeting before twenty-four hours ended and kept all the other details to himself."They all pulled their faces apart, furrows forming in their
Sitting in the quiet seclusion of the hotel room, Gia and Grace's minds were a jumble of doubt and expectation. The ticking clock on the wall appeared to correspond with the ticking time bomb of the upcoming meeting with the general, which was to take place at an undisclosed location and under a cloud of secrecy. That still remained, and 'why' nobody knew except the general himself and perhaps his accomplice. Something was definitely for sure, though.With a tense feeling inside, Gia ran her fingers through her hair. "Grace, I'm stuck with this uneasy feeling. The uncertainty of the location and time of this meeting is unsettling." She said this, pacing back and forth with anxiety.Grace nodded in agreement, her expression mirroring Gia's concern. "I understand, Gia. The unknown can be quite unsettling, especially in a situation as delicate as this."A cloud of uncertainty surrounded the nature of the upcoming meeting as the weight of the unspoken details hung large over them. Many po
The General's expression remained inscrutable, his demeanor unyielding. "Some matters are sensitive, Ms. Gia. Information is shared on a need-to-know basis."As tension crackled in the air, Gia stood her ground, her eyes fixed on the General, her voice steely with determination. "I know Ejay is alive. I've seen him. People have seen him. Again, how can you deny it? Why don’t you even want to give it even just a slight thought? Why don’t you want to listen to me?"The General's expression remained stoic, his tone firm. "Ms. Gia, I understand your conviction, but in the same way that you want me to believe your theory, I ask the same from you. I assure you that the man you claim to be Ejay is dead. There's no room for doubt in that matter. Believe me.”Gia's frustration surged within her, her disbelief colliding head-on with the General's unwavering stance. "I refuse to accept your version of the truth! The evidence, the sightings—they all point to Ejay being alive. And since you cannot
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