******“Sometimes what we look for is always right in front of our eyes and when we don’t see it; we fall into a temporary fantasy and hope that one day it’ll becomes perfect. He was right in front of me but I was too young, too distracted to see him.” She pointed to her man who had become the best Husband God could give a woman. “And with whom did I end up?" She paused, then exhaled. "I ended up with Troy Humphrey. He was the fantasy I was hoping on. But I don’t regret it, I learnt something from him; a fantasy world can never be forced into reality.” she pointed out. “I was wronged to have stabbed you with a fork, I apologize for that silly act and I wish you a happy life.” She apologized. “To my fans, sometimes breaks aren’t all that bad. They give us the breakthrough we need. It gives us fresh perspective to things and it helps us set our priority straight. I learnt a lot during the short time I was away, I had some adventures, I tried something new, I made new friends and of
"SARAH BRIGHT COMITS SUCIDE AFTER LOSING HER FIANCE TO WELL KNOWN ACTRESS, AMANDA UDOH" This news headline had everyone in the club staring at their phone and at Amanda, who was also shocked by the disturbing headline. This headline had destabilized Amanda in so many ways, she couldn't begin to explain. But, there was one conflicted thought in her head. One that shattered her to dust Could I have caused Sarah Bright's suicide? she couldn't believe she was actually thinking about the news. Then, it hit her. "Huggggghhhh!" she gasped. That careless memory had resurfaced. Confirming everything in clear light, "Could this have been—" She paused, too embarrassed to concede. Her thought traveled to her last conversation with Sarah.“Amanda!” Sarah called surprised then she turned her glare back to Junior “What is she doing here? And who the hell is Candy-heart?” Sarah asked confused and furious. "Sarah, so nice to finally meet you. He has told me a lot about you." Amanda moved her bod
Eight years later (after SEE ME) ----------------------------“I don’t have a problem.” Amanda yelled at the group, who had their seat to form a large circle in the therapy hall while she stood in front of her seat. Amanda has been with the group for two weeks and she already hated everyone and every moment of it. The room was filled with traumatized inflicting females, people who did worse than she ever did.“Besides, this punishment doesn’t fit my crime. Which what I did wasn’t even a crime.” she continued immediately.“We are not saying you have a problem, Amanda,” The group leader, Augusta, said in a sing-song voice with a phony smile hiding her frown. "We are just saying you should work through the fixing process with us."“Why waste your energy fixing me when I’m not broken? You are the ones who needs fixing.” Amanda raised her voice, gritting her teeth. “You think I’ve got a temper? Well, why shouldn’t I? Yet, I can’t imagine myself doing the horrible things you all had done.
It was a sunny afternoon. The birds expressed themselves freely in the sky, sweet fragrant traveled with the wind and the cool breeze accompanied the car as Bridget and her fiancé, Louis journeyed to see all that nature had to offer.Bridget sang along with the music playing in the car radio, partially dancing and playing with Louis's hair while occasionally yelling song lyrics in his ear. He turned to her and smiled, giving her a light kiss on her lips and returning his eyes back on the road almost immediately. A nearby ring on Bridget's phone interrupted the happy moment."It's Amanda." she said to Louis, picking up the phone with one hand and tuning down the car radio with the other hand. "Hey sweet, what's up?" She answered in a friendly manner. It's been a long time since Bridget last saw her friend, Amanda. And understanding the nature of her friend's job, Bridget learnt to not scold Amanda much for not coming over to visit. They've best friends for aeons— more than that, to B
...At Wright publishing, things were going smoothly as always, ever since Wright Junior assumed the position of chief editor of the silver line books. But his dad, Mr. Andrew Wright, was always so hard on him. Even though it was all for good reason as he always claimed. Wright Junior found it difficult to understand why his dad was always unsatisfied with everything he did. He made sure a day didn't go by without him comparing his son with his younger brother's son, Tony Wright who was presently occupying his dead father's position as the managing director of Wright publishing. Mr. Andrew hoped that one day, his son would be responsible enough to take over the company.But in return, Wright Junior never wanted anything to do with his father's company but he also never had any intentions of being another disappointment to his father. Despite his numerous failed attempt in pleasing his dad, he was still determined not to give up."Is this how you intend to run the company when I retir
Amanda found it very relaxing whenever she went on her morning run and today wasn't going to be any different. In her words, it was the best way to get her mind off all the mediocrity happening in her life. She also had planned to explore her neighborhood and saw her outdoor exercise one way of doing so. Amanda woke up very early that morning, gave a short prayer, went straight to the bathroom, rinsed her face and brushed her teeth. This was her normal morning routine every day before preparing for her day's activities. She walked to her wardrobe, took out a pair of black track trouser and a pink tan-top complimented with a black, pink striped tennis cap. She searched below her shoe rack and carried out a pair of white snicker and without any much delay, she changed into them. Facing her mirror and adjusted her tennis cap. The cap to her wasn't necessary but, she won't take her chances of being recognized by both fans and anti-fans. She only saw it as a strategic means of hiding her
******Ding, ding, ding, ding, Amanda slapped the loudly rung alarm clock off the dresser close to her bed. She lazily opened eyes, still feeling a little tardy from the previous day's merry. She sat up and looked down at the time on the fallen table clock. “Shit, I’m late” she yelled as she briskly jumped out of her bed and hurried to the bathroom.~~**~~**~~“Miss Amanda! Miss Amanda!” she heard someone's silvery voice call out her name loudly, Enough to bring her back to earth. Amanda had been so worried appearing in public like this. She knew soon the paparazzi would be on her tail; she needed to be on high alert. Amanda turned to see who the caller was. And is doing, her eyes fell on a tall, young, white guy who had successfully brought her mind back to the Wright Publishing house.“Yes” She answered then quickly stood up from the where she sat. And at that exact moment she felt the eyes around her pierce through her soul. What could she do? That was the life of a celebrity.
*****Mr. Wright laughed hard as he listened to Amanda express herself in the interview. This surprised Tony who sat across from Amanda at the conference table for he knew all she did was avoiding the real question she was asked. Tony noticed Amanda was playing on the Chairman’s common sense which was odd because he had always known the Chairman to be an impervious man. This angered Tony so much, his head was in discord.Amanda had never worked in any type of company before, she had no concrete knowledge about business except playing the role of a business woman or a secretary in a movie, which, at this point, she planned to use the ideas from her business movies as her strategy in reality. In reality, the only other job she engaged in, aside acting, was assisting her dad in his gym but that wasn’t something she wanted Mr. Wright to know so, she locked that information in the safest part of her sub conscious instead. “So Miss Amanda, are you aware that the position you applied for
******“Sometimes what we look for is always right in front of our eyes and when we don’t see it; we fall into a temporary fantasy and hope that one day it’ll becomes perfect. He was right in front of me but I was too young, too distracted to see him.” She pointed to her man who had become the best Husband God could give a woman. “And with whom did I end up?" She paused, then exhaled. "I ended up with Troy Humphrey. He was the fantasy I was hoping on. But I don’t regret it, I learnt something from him; a fantasy world can never be forced into reality.” she pointed out. “I was wronged to have stabbed you with a fork, I apologize for that silly act and I wish you a happy life.” She apologized. “To my fans, sometimes breaks aren’t all that bad. They give us the breakthrough we need. It gives us fresh perspective to things and it helps us set our priority straight. I learnt a lot during the short time I was away, I had some adventures, I tried something new, I made new friends and of
*********Amanda was scared, she hadn't quite recovered from her last encounter with her worst nightmare, Tony Wright. Here she was again, tangled in his web ready to be devoured. “I got into the wrong Yacht.” She thought, as her heart threatened to leave her body. Her thoughts ruminated over diverse possibilities “I’m going to die and this time, no one will find my body.” She could hear her inside voice, audibly, shaky and overly terrified “I will be fed to the sharks!” She placed her hands on her chest trying to think of what next to do. Startling her was a familiar voice she remembered too well “You are certainly not in the wrong Yacht.” He laughed “I remembered you said you wish to enjoy the tranquility of nature.” Amanda turned to see who it was “Samuel! My goodness. You scared the hell out of me." She placed her left hand on her chest, attempting to stop the pounding as she exhaled rapidly. "Why are you here?” She asked, still surprised. He let out his deep, rumbling laught
*****The melodious voices of the choir ushered in the father of the bride holding his daughter’s hand in his while they walked down the isle. Louis smiled as he watched his beautiful bride approaching him. Mr. Eric Robertson gave his daughter’s hand to Louis, who took it in his and they both turned to face the Priest then, Bridget's father made his way back to his seat, in the front pew beside his wife.Amanda stood beside Bridget as the chief bride's maid and smiled, watching the Priest join her friend and Louis in Holy Matrimony. In that Swift moment, she envisioned herself up there, standing with her Groom in front of the Priest and saying her vows. Even though it wasn’t time yet, she still chose to hold on to that dream. Amanda was so happy and laughed a little when she saw Elena pouring out tears of joy. The reception was filled with excited family and friends. Amanda watched Bridget laugh as she spoke with her guest. “She looks beautiful in her wedding dress.” Elena voiced
*****Amanda brought out the packet of cookies she got from the local market, poured it into a clean bowl. Went to the fridge and took out a bottle of apple juice and one bottle water. She placed everything on a clean tray and she carefully carried it out of the kitchen.“HI.” Drake acknowledged Amanda’s guest while he hurried to leave the house. But before he could reach the door, he heard his sister ask,“Where are you going?” She asked with the tray of snacks in her hand. “To Henry's.” He replied briefly and avoiding the smirk on Amanda's face. “You’ve been going there too often these days. Makes me wonder if you are going there to see Henry or his sister, Bianca.” She said smiling raising one eye brow at the now embarrassed Nelson.“Whatever, I’ll be back before Dinner!” He said, heading towards the door. “Say hi to Bianca’s Mom for me!” She yelled back laughing as she heard him slam the door behind him.“He’s very Cute.” Nelson complimented her little brother. “He mustn’t he
*****Spinning on his chair in his office, Wright Junior was lost in the thought of Amanda. He had shut everybody out and had refused to talk to his dad since after the incident. “How could I have let things turn out this way.” He thought. Eventually, he stopped spinning and bowed his head on his table. Even though he knew Amanda was not the easiest person to be with, she was the only person he wanted to be with and the thought of it drove him insane. “Dude.” Nelson called his attention, with his head poking through the slightly opened door into his office “Bad time?” He asked to be sure he wasn’t interrupting anything. Junior lifted his head to his direction and glare at him saying nothing but his 'do not disturb' stare couldn't prevent Nelson for he came in anyways. “Dude, you look like shit. She’s still not picking your calls?” Nelson asked sitting on a chair in front of junior's desk, uninvited. Junior glanced at Amanda’s cubicle and shook his head “Neither did she reply any
*****T.V: It is of a fact and proven that the golden Hollywood Actress, Amanda Udoh, had no hand in the death of Sarah Bright. Tony Wright, A nephew to Mr. Andrew Wright the CEO of Wright Pub—"“Stupid news.” Amanda said angrily, switching off the T.V with the remote control and throwing it to her brother, Drake, who was lying on a long couch in her living room, operating his phone. It's been a week since Amanda had been discharged from the hospital and ever since, her neighborhood had been flooded with reporters. Some even had made their presence known while she was in the hospital. Her fans on the other hand, were nice. Some, who were touched by Amanda's incident, had sent gifts, flowers and good will messages and those who had maliciously accused her for being responsible for Sarah's death, had formally apologized to her.Her father and brother had traveled down to come look after her until she was fully recovered and having her family together again brought back good memories fr
*****“And that is our confession.” Captain Anderson announced after Detective Debby picked up her phone which was on the table and turned off the recording. Wright Junior stood up immediately “Where is Amanda?” he asked intensely determined o get an answer his time. “She’s at ST Paul Hospital right now.” The detective replied. Junior asked nothing else; he nodded his head a little and said “Thank you.” He moved away from where he stood heading towards the door. “Junior!” His father called out, halting his Son but that wasn’t enough to stop him for long. Junior threw a fierce stare at Nelson and then kept on moving. “Excuse me.” Nelson said politely and join Wright Junior out of the Captain's office.“Tony is in the interrogating room right now sir.” Detective Debby informed her Captain. “Would you like to speak to him?” the Captain asked Mr. Wright. “Yes please, I really need to clarify something with him."Mr. Wright followed the Captain and Detective Debby out of the office
*****“Please what you want from me?” Amanda asked crying “What is my offence? Why am I treated this way?”She heard footsteps from behind her, walking to her direction. Fear enveloped her and she let out soft sobs as the footsteps drew closer. “Amanda! Amanda!! Amanda!!!” A different voice called. It was a very familiar voice. He draged a wooden chair to the front of her and sat on it.“I was coming to your office.” She yelled angrily after seeing it was Tony. “I know. I just had to make sure.” He said smiling. “You infuriate me.” She told him straight in the eye. Tony’s countenance changed immediately “You witless bitch.” he stood up instantly “It wouldn’t have come to this if you had just done what I asked. But what did you do. You disrespected me!” He yelled like lunatic. “So, to teach me a lesson, you kidnapped me?” She yelled back at him, offending him even more. “I’m going to do more than teach you a lesson.” He assured, sitting back on the chair. “This is because of a
******“What’s going on?” Wright Junior asked the moment he walked into Detective Debby’s Office.Nelson stood up when Junior set foot into the room “Dad is in the captain’s office.” He told Junior.“What is going on?” He asked again, yelling. “Come with me, both of you.” Detective Debby said in an authoritative tone, standing up from where she sat and led the way out of her office. They walked up the stairs to the Captain’s office “Sir, he’s here.” She announced as they all entered the office. “Please, sit.” Captain Anderson offered, pointing at the two empty seat in the office for Junior and Nelson to sit while Detective Debby sat on the long comfy couch. “Dad.” Junior gestured at his father who was seated close to him. “Son.” Mr Wright replied. Captain Anderson cleared his throat and began “I called you all here to update you on the current situation. I’m sorry for the inconvenience but this is urgent. I’m sorry you had to cancel your meeting Mr. Wright.” He looked at Junior