Blenda's pov Why couldn't I sleep last night after receiving a call from Johnson, knowing we were going to meet the next day? I could remember our conversation, just like the way he used to call me years ago before I closed my eyes to sleep. Why did my body recognize that it was him calling? It was 9:50 PM, and I was lying in bed beside Harrison. He had come over early, and it was the first time he stayed at my house since we reunited. We couldn't wait until nightfall to make love, so we ended up in bed together after dinner, kissing and being intimate. Harrison had already fallen asleep when my phone rang. Seeing that it was Johnson calling, I left the bedroom and went to the living room to answer the call. I didn't want Harrison to overhear our conversation. "Hi Johnson, you called late..." I said. "Have you changed your sleeping schedule?" he quickly interrupted. He knew I usually went to sleep around 10 PM. "Do you still remember my sleeping habits? I thought you might
Charlotte's pov The moment I saw Ava's boyfriend, I was unsure of what to do. Should I take a photo of him and the woman he was entering the hotel with, or should I mind my own business? I was confused, wondering if we were both engaging in the same behavior. Despite my troubled conscience, I decided to take out my phone and snap a photo of them. However, this sudden change of plan caused me to abandon the idea of going into the hotel. All my anticipation of being with Tyler vanished from my mind. I was too afraid to approach the hotel; it felt like a lost battle. I needed to go back, which is why I had warned Tyler that going to a hotel for our rendezvous would eventually lead to trouble. I was grateful that I had already made up my mind to return to my city. As my thoughts were still in turmoil, my phone rang, and I knew without a doubt who it was. Tyler had called a few minutes ago, and I had informed him that I was heading towards the hotel. But now, I was walking away from it
Author's pov During her lunch break, Blenda was about to leave her chair to go to her usual lunch spot when her phone started ringing. She reached out with her right hand, picked up the phone, and saw that it was Johnson calling. "Hello, sweetheart! How's work at the office?" Johnson greeted. "It's been fine," Blenda replied. "What happened today? You promised to call me so we could meet, but you let me down..." "There's something that came up, and I couldn't make it. You wouldn't understand." "What could possibly be so important that you couldn't meet me? This isn't the Blenda I know." "Johnson, it's been a long time since we last met. I'm not the same person you remember or know." "What does that mean?" Johnson's tone became more aggressive, and Blenda realized her words might have been offensive. "Okay, I'm sorry..." "No need to apologize. Text me your office address, I'll come there right away..." "No, it's not necessary. I'll definitely see you later today."
Blenda's pov The screen of my phone was in front of me, displaying the missed calls from my fiance and daughter. Who should I call first? An instinctual question popped into my mind. Definitely my daughter. She must be extremely worried and eager to hear from me. I immediately dialed Ava's phone number and held it to my right ear, hoping she would answer. My heart was racing. Ava picked up the call quickly, becoming the first to speak. "Mum... where are you?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. What should I say? I rapidly searched for an answer and replied, "I'm at home," trying to calm any potential panic. I thought that response would be sufficient, and she might ask why I hadn't been answering her calls. The conversation would then proceed smoothly. However, her reply surprised me. "Mum, I vividly remember when I was growing up, you told me never to lie to the people who love me. Mum," she lowered her voice, "I'm at your house now, where are you?" I couldn't utte
Author's pov Danielle couldn't believe her eyes when Blenda invited her to come to her house. She had expected rejection, but Blenda's tone showed eagerness to hear what she had to say. Without properly dressed, she immediately left her house, got into her car, and drove straight to her best friend's house. The closer she got to Blenda's house, the more she felt a sense of nostalgia. This route used to be her favorite when they didn't have any issues, and as she approached Blenda's house, a deep compassion arose in her heart. Danielle stopped her car some distance away from Blenda's house and turned off the engine. She suddenly felt discouraged, as if she was going there with envy. "Please stop thinking in that direction. I am going to help my best friend," she challenged her accusing thoughts. She started her car again and drove towards Blenda's house. As she neared the house, Blenda, who was sitting down, stood up, and both of them felt apprehensive. It had been a long time
Author's pov It didn't take Ava the usual amount of time to reach her mom's house. On her way there, various thoughts crossed her mind, but none seemed sufficient to explain why her mom sounded upset on the phone. Ava quickly got out of her car when she arrived at her mom's compound and hurriedly walked inside, forgetting her handbag in the car. When she reached the main door, she tried to open it, but it was locked. She immediately knocked on the door twice. "Mom! Mom!!" she called out.She waited, but there was no response after a few minutes. Frustrated, she hit the door, and her mom's voice came from inside. "Ava, did you still come? I told you not to come and to wait until tomorrow." Blenda opened the door. "Mum, what happened?" Ava asked quickly, but her mom hushed her. Blenda gently locked the door, and Ava watched as her mom walked towards her bedroom, wearing a pink nightgown. "Mom, why are you keeping me silent?" Ava asked. When she realized her mom wasn't read
Author's pov It was a massive shock for everyone at the party. It felt like one revelation after another. The crowd was truly stunned when Ava revealed that Tyler was dating Charlotte. As Ava disclosed the secret, it prompted Blenda, who was sitting with Harrison, to quickly nod her head and whisper in a low voice. "I knew it. The way she was laughing with her the other time I saw them in the bar was more than just a laugh. I sensed something was going on." As Ava's speech continued, Blenda, still angry with Harrison, kept muttering to herself and didn't pay much attention to what her daughter was saying. She felt completely satisfied. Harrison, feeling left out despite Blenda speaking softly, tried to contribute to her inner thoughts. He even reached out his right hand, trying to get her attention. Blenda swiftly pulled her hand away, giving him an angry look, and then turned her gaze towards Ava, who was carefully choosing her words to expose Charlotte. Just as Ava finishe
Charlotte's pov I had no idea what Tyler was thinking. The atmosphere was still chaotic, and the guests at Ava's event were trying to process what Ava and I had said. Then, out of nowhere, Tyler asked for my hand in marriage. It felt so wrong, especially considering I was still confused about what Ava had done to me and what would be going on in her mind knowing for the first time that her dad wasn't her dad. I knew something like this might happen, but not in such an embarrassing moment. It happened in front of my mum, her boyfriend, my ex, and people who held me in high regard or never thought of me doing something like this. In their eyes, it looked like I was the baddest. I didn't blame Ava so much. I knew how I would have reacted if I were in her shoes, but still, she should have confronted me privately. Why did she gather such a huge crowd just to shame me? In fact, I was the main orchestrator of my own humiliation. It had been about an hour since I left the event. As soo