Paris's POVI was reeling from the news that I was carrying George's child. It was a shock that left me feeling off-kilter, my world turned upside down. I couldn't wrap my mind around how my life had taken such a dramatic turn, and I had no idea how I would cope with this new reality. "You will be discharged today. You're strong enough to return home," The doctor said."Thank you, doctor," I said, my voice sounding strangely calm. I knew I should be grateful to be well enough to leave the hospital, but all I could think about was what came next. I had no home, no job, and no family to rely on. How was I going to take care of a child in these circumstances? The prospect of returning to the camp I'd been staying in, a makeshift shelter under a bridge where I'd been surrounded by other refugees, was daunting. It was a place where I'd felt vulnerable, constantly fearing for my safety. I'd heard stories of women being assaulted or worse, and I couldn't bear the thought of exposing my chi
London's POVEveryone in the house was bustling around, cleaning cooking, and decorating, in preparation for Sophia's boyfriend's visit that evening. Her mother had been especially excited, fussing over every detail, making sure everything was perfect. I could tell she was eager for Sophia to be married and move out of the house, to start her own life. Oliver walked into the dining room, taking in the scene before him. "What's the special occasion? Everyone looks so serious," he said, his voice light and teasing.Sophia turned to face him, a frown creasing her brow. "Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all day," she said, a note of concern in her voice. Oliver shrugged, a sheepish look on his face."Sorry little sis. I've been busy making plans for our future," Oliver said, giving George a sly, knowing look. It was clear that whatever it was that kept him so busy had something to do with George, and it was something that could hurt George if he knew. As usual, George
GEORGE'S POV"What was that all about?" I demanded as I slammed the door behind me, my anger and frustration spilling over. Paris was lying on the bed, her face a mask of innocence. "What do you mean?" she asked, feigning confusion. She knew exactly what I was talking about, and She was enjoying my frustration."Don't play dumb with me," I said, my voice rising. "I know you were trying to make me uncomfortable at dinner. Why?" "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, turning her back to me and facing the wall. "Who was that guy?" I blurted out, my voice tinged with jealousy. I didn't know why I was so upset. I didn't have any claim on her, and she was free to do as she pleased. But the thought of her with someone else made my stomach churn with jealousy. "The chemistry I saw between the two of you was undeniable," I said, my voice heavy with accusation. "You must be his lover. Or at least, you want to be."She sat up on the bed, her eyes locked on mine, a mocking smile p
CHARLOTTE'S POVI tried to sneak into the house, hoping to avoid any interactions with my dad. But as I opened the door, I saw him sitting in his favorite chair in the living room, reading the newspaper. He looked up as I entered, and I could see the question in his eyes."How did it go?" he asked, his tone stern and unwavering. I could tell he was waiting for an answer."I'm still working on it," I said, trying to sound confident. But I could hear the uncertainty in my voice, and I knew he could too."I thought you said you were going to get it done today," he said, his voice laced with disappointment. "Dad, please," I pleaded, trying to keep my voice calm. "I'm doing everything I can. It's just not that simple."But he wasn't listening. "Your best isn't good enough," he said, his voice rising. "And you're taking too long. I thought you could get this done quickly, but it's been six years and you're still not done."I could feel my frustration mounting, but I didn't want to lose my
LONDON'S POV,Paris's death had shaken my family to its core, and its effects were still being felt months later. My mother, in particular, had been deeply affected by the loss of her daughter. I could only imagine the pain she was feeling, the hole that Paris's death had left in her heart.So when I saw that my brother was calling me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. What could he be calling about? I hoped it wasn't more bad news, that he wasn't calling to tell me that my mother had taken a turn for the worse. I took a deep breath and answered the call."It's Mom," he said, his voice full of resignation. "She's at it again."I knew what he meant. My mother had been behaving strange since Paris death and it seemed like she was having another episode. I dropped my keys on the table and rushed to the door, grabbing my coat on the way out. I had to get to my family's house as soon as possible. I couldn't let her suffer alone, not again.The drive to my parents' house was a blu
SOPHIA'S POV, I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the sleeves of the black gown. It was a gorgeous dress. It was much longer than I was used to, and the thought of wearing it made me feel a bit nervous. But I also knew that I had to look my best for Ken. I wanted to make a lasting impression on him, to make him see me as the kind of woman he would never forget. I wanted him to be completely and utterly smitten with me."Excuse me, miss?" a waitress said, her voice hesitant. I turned, annoyed, my brows furrowed in irritation. She was a nuisance, interrupting my thoughts. I didn't want to be bothered by her."What is it?" I asked, trying to hide the irritation in my voice."Mr. Ken asked me to escort you to your table," she said, giving a little bow. "If you'll follow me, please.""Oh!" I exclaimed, my heart leaping at the sound of his name. "Take me to him, then!" I said, unable to hide my eagerness.She led me to the private corner of the hotel, it was a spacious room decorated
MRS ROSA'S POV,I stood by the window, the cool evening breeze blowing through my hair, when I heard a faint voice calling my name. I strained to listen, trying to make out the words, when I realized that it was Sophia, calling for me from somewhere below.Her voice grew louder as she drew closer, and I could hear the urgency in her tone. I wondered what could have happened to make her so desperate to reach me. "Mom!" She called knocking on my door. From the haste in her voice and the sound of the knock on the door, I could tell something was wrong,"Come in." I said from my room, walking away from the window where I had stood in meditation, the door cricked open immediately and Sophia stormed into the room, her expression was fierce with anger written all over her face,"Mom!" I could hear the sound of her breath as she called out to me, her eyes glistening from anger. As she opened her mouth to say something, I quickly inquired calmly,"What is the matter?" she was looking wild out,
OLIVER'S POV "Cassandra, what are you doing here?" I asked, my words coming out in a jumble. "Why didn't you call me first? Why are you here?" Cassandra's expression was unreadable, but her eyes were bright with emotion. "Is that how best you could welcome your girlfriend you've not seen in months?" Casandra said, her voice sharp."You've been ignoring my calls and messages for months. You didn't even bother to respond when I told you I was coming to see you. How do you think that makes me feel?" I knew she was right. Since I had come back from the state, I had been avoiding her calls. My mother had insisted that I shouldn't contact her again and that it was for the best. But now, as I stood in front of her, I realized that I had been wrong. I should have reached out to her and should have made an effort to keep our relationship alive. even when my mother's plan was still on. Cassandra and I have been together since my first year in college. "You suddenly lost your ability to talk
LONDON'S POV,After one whole week of intense blockbuster, everything had quieted, my mom had successfully divorced my father and was back in our own cozy home.That evening my mom had invited I and my husband George for a dinner to celebrate our victory and hers as well,As we gathered around the table with my younger brother Alfred, who was now back in the state, the dining room was filled with lively laughter and beautiful conversation.Just when we were about to get busy with our meal, the doorbell rang, making me snap my head Immediately, I turned towards my mother and asked, "are you expecting anybody?" Which she shook her head in response,I stood up immediately to answer the door and as soon as I opened it, my heart skipped, "Pa... Paris?" Her name came out of my mouth in a stutter, while my mother and George with Alfred, rushed over to the door, and almost immediately, we were both locked in each other's embrace, weeping as we held each other tightly."Paris! I've always kno
GEORGE'S POVAfter three days, it was the day we had been waiting for, the day were our fates would be decided,Every member of the board were present in the conference room with I and Oliver seated right opposite each other, He had an arrogant smirk in his face as he sat comfortably on his seat, after deliberate discussion, it was time for the voting to be held,Media house representatives were already seated in the audience capturing live the life transformimg moment of our lives,The air felt thick as I sat there with my heart racing, following nthe tension that hung in the air."This election is going to be carried out to satisfy our conscience, we're going to consider the hard work and impact the both of you has had on the company's growth and development and choose between the both of you the most eligible,"Mr Gabriel's words pierced through my thoughts, as he addressed everyone present in the hall, his voice firm and unwavering as he spoke,"As always, to ensure transpiracy,
CASSANDRA'S POVMy phone buzzed that afternoon, with a text message from an unidentified number, "I've got some information on Mrs Rosa, this is concerning the bait you took, meet me at Dowell's garden by four o'clock this evening, you can come along with Oliver too." The text read making my brows crest in surprise, My mind began to travel as to who the person was, I tried to wrap my head around who it could be but to no avail,Finally, unable to resist the text allure, my curiosity propelled me towardd Dowell's motel, since everything within me wanted to find out about what information the unidentified person was talking about,I got to the garden to find it deserted making my brows to crest, almost immediately, my phone began to ring, interrupting my chains of thought, I checked and it was Oliver,"Where are you?" He questioned, but from the urgency in his voice, I could tell something was wrong, which got me confused,"Baby are you..." I was about to say, but before I could compl
GEORGE'S POVMy steps hastened by the shocking words I had just heard, towards Paris who stood there without saying a word, I stood beside her with my attention turned towards Sophia and my brows furrowed by what I had just heard,l."That evil wife of yours is not the saint you think she is, she killed her twin sister Paris to take her place of becoming your wife." She spewed, causing my eyebrows to shoot up in shock,Her words took me by surprise, neither did I know that the wife I had been living with for more than a year now was a twin,I looked at Paris and her guilty expression confirmed Sophia's words, Paris' gaze were fixated downward and her eyes wide with a mix of fear and guilt.Just then, my mind began to spin as a lot of thought swirled in my head, then I heard my mother's words from beside me,"I knew it!" She said, "I knew there must be something more to that pretty face of hers." She added, which were like fuel to the fury that was beginning to burn within me, and as I
LONDON'S POV"Mother!" I called, Immediately I stepped into the room the next morning, I was filled with a sudden sense of gladness which replaced the anxiety that I had been plagued with,My smile broadened, energized by the fact that my mother was getting better, I walked up to her and sat beside her, sharing in the obvious happiness she was feeling,"Have you been well my child?" She questioned warmly, her face a mask of contentment as she spoke, and as I stared at her, I needed no one to tell me that she was back to her usual self,"Yes mother," I replied, even though I wanted to talk to her about what had become my fate, I didn't want to ruin the genuine happiness and peace that emanated from my mother,I nodded repeatedly in response, as I forced a broad smile to my face as I attempted to mask my sorrow, "yes mother!" I replied, my smile masking my insincerity as I stared at her,But my mother wasn't fooled, as she stared bat me, I saw the questions in her eyes even though she d
AVA EDISON'S POVAs I sat there in the living room, the image of that guy in news caught my attention, I was certain I had seen him before, the memories of him kept flashing in my head, and as I tried to wrap my head around where I had seen him, my eyes popped open,It was him, he was the one who ordered the guys that had kidnapped me to end my life, I was certain beyond doubt that he was the same person,As I watched them hurry out of the conference hall, my blood began to boil, as anger overwhelmed me, right then it began to make sense to me as I realized that Charlotte was indeed George's girlfriend as at then,Just then it occured to me that it was Charlotte all along, I needed no one to tell me that Charlotte was the one behind my misfortune,As I sat there coming to terms with what I had just discovered, I heard the doorbell rang,"Who's it?" I questioned as I walked over to the door,I opened it and saw Sophia standing right in front of our house,"What? You ain't going to let
LONDON'S POVMy eyes were fixated on Charlotte as we approach the podium, her face was as red as a cranberry, to my greatest surprise I saw fear written all over her features, which had suddenly replaced the fierce anger that had been blazing in her eyes, but I quickly pushed it aside, as I thought it might be my misinterpretation of her emotions.Even though George had brought me along, I couldn't deny the fact that I was a little bit scared, since I wasn't sure about what George was up to, As far as I knew, they still maintained their relationship even after we got married, the fact that George had brought the Doctors along, made my heart jumpy, As the distance between us dwindled, my mind began to swirl with a lot of possibilities, I couldn't shake off the thought that lurked deep within my heart, What if she was truly pregnant? I kept questioning myself, even though I knew I had to trust George.We got to the podium and I saw Charlotte's fingers tightly cleaved unto the hem of
CHARLOTTE'S POV"Have you gotten the information I asked?" I questioned Gerald who had met me at the garage,I had called him in not just to request for the information I needed but also because I was feeling s little uncertain which had filled me with a great sense of uneasiness, I couldn't just shake off the feelings that tugged unto the corner of my heart, even though I couldn't place it, I knew something was off,But as those feelings lingered, it dawned on me that I was getting uneasy because of the false news I was about to release, I quickly shoved it off, since I had decided to ruin George's life same way he had abandoned me,"You can trust me on that," Gerald responded in a firm and unwavering voice, with a smirk clearly on his face an expression of the contentment in his heart, as he dwelled in the satisfaction of his job well done, His words were like fuel to my burning desires as it energized me to push through with my plot after I was done with George,He handed me the
GEORGE'S POVMy head snapped up immediately, following the crashing of the door against the other side of the wall,There was Paris, running towards me, making my heart skip, seeing her tear stained face filled me with a great sense of fear, I sprang up to my feet Immediately, with my eyes wide open from the fear that had gripped my heart,My feet instinctively carried me towards her with my arms wide open, which she ran into, collapsing right into my embrace, her body shuddering as she snugged into me,Before I could say a word to her, the sound of her cry reached my ears, sobbing uncontrollably in my arms, the sound of which spoke of how badly hurt she was, her tears soaked into my shirt, piercing even to my soul,I held her tight, unsure of what to make out from it, but her arms around me were tighter, as she clung unto me like her healing balm,That was actually the second time I had seen her crying, she was so broken and vulnerable, I felt the need to protect her, I knew that wha