Seconds pass, turning into long, dreadful moments that eventually feel like an eternity of pure lull. Julie and I are fighting the threat of mental breakdown as we stare at the daring girl before us. She is not breaking her stare for me. And I see in her eyes how much she is waiting for my answer.Why this, God? I was doing well without the memories of those rotten souls. I had moved on. I even have a boyfriend, whom I know I have not introduced to Angel, but there is something between us. I was over that, and I was not willing to ever turn back. I had closed that chapter and opened a new one in which my past, which includes her idiotic father, were never to bea part of Who would have thought my very own child would be the one to remind me of that ugly-fugly past?“Angel, baby?” Julie speaks, deciding to come to my rescue after realizing I am shot of words. My head is filled with a zillion sentiments, and unfortunately, none of them are good. It is an assortment of bittersweet pasts
I can bear anything and everything in this world, but not the pain in her eyes. I cannot bear that. That would kill me. And the pain is beginning to sting me because I can see that what she is saying is hurting her. The mere thought that her dad doesn’t love her. His absence in her life Why didn’t I see this pain in her all these years? I thought I was a terrific mother. How did I miss this?“Angel, my dear. Stop thinking about this. I am here for you and everything you need. I am enough for you, baby. I am…”“But I still need Daddy!” She screams, snatching her arms from me as tears roll from her eyes.My heart shudders into pieces.How did we get here? How long has my daughter been hurting like this? Why didn’t I see it? Why in God’s name is my past coming back to bite me at this exact moment? I don’t deserve this. My daughter does not merit this. We deserve happiness after all that her cursed father and his family did to me. Heaven forbid if I ever consider uttering that cursed fami
It’s a bright Monday morning. I put on my final touches of light makeup and slid on my shoes. I look at my baby. She is still fast asleep. She is still a beauty, even in her sleep. My whole life is staring at me. She is my all.The weekend was awfully dull and dreadful for the first time. She refused to talk to anyone. We nearly forced her to eat. Her toys meant nothing. She hasn’t even set foot in her playroom.Honestly, I feel awful about this whole situation. I don’t want to see her hurt. I cannot handle the rift between us. I am torn, hopeless, and helpless. I kiss her cheek and leave my room.My work needs me early at dawn, so Julie takes care of preparing her and taking her to school. Then I pick her up and return with her in the evening. I hope to see her face brighten when I pick her up. However, things are not so promising, I am afraid. Afraid of what to tell her the next time she brings that topic up. And also, I am so afraid of the rift between us growing. I am torn already
I reach the Derhi Hotel at quarter past six. I pay the taxi and after howling my thank you, I hike past the gate.If there is one thing that boss Martin hates, it is lateness. That can make you lose your job in a blink and he won’t even blink as he fires you. And here I am fifteen good minutes late. I crossing my heart as I go through the entrance, hoping that he hasn’t known I have not arrived.The hotel is already full as I walk in. Everyone is in their right places doing their respective jobs. I feel so ashamed as I hike upstairs to the changing room. It is my first time coming to work late so you can image the nervousness.I almost fall inside with the door of the changing room. I meet Hellen doing the cleaning. I was meaning to ignore her until I grab my uniform, but she chose to speak first.“What happened to the early bird today?” She asks, stopping the cleaning.“Hi, Hellen. Does the boss know?” I ask as I pull down the dress.“Unfortunately, yes.”Shoot me! I am so done for!
“I don’t quite, follow, sir!” I say with my wavering voice.“Please, sit.” He says, and now, can someone blame me if I am falling into more puzzlement?All the same, I drag myself and slam to the swivel chair across them. My face conforms to a real shock because, what is my business with these two men? Who is even this other guy?Boss martin must have caught sight of my stern gaze at this stranger because he spoke, showering me with more shock.“Meet my Lawyer, Mr Marlon!”Lawyer?“Greetings, Mr Marlon!” I greet in my aghast state.“Pleasure to meet you, miss Irma!” He responds warmly.He has such a deep sweet voice, but his smirk and eyes speak danger for me. He seems more of a dickhead for me.“Sir? Do, we have a problem here?” I querry, taking my eyes off this lawyer guy.“Yes, and No!” Boss Martin speaks as he composes himself. He leans across the table, his arms resting on the table. “The problem is that, this old man here has decided to sell this hotel. My children wants me to g
I topped off my black jeans with a black knee-length trench coat and black boots. I throw a glance at Angel. Again, I picked her up from school, still in her gloomy mode, which didn’t even allow me to shop for my new outfits in peace. On arriving home, she went straight to bed and tucked herself into the duvet. She hasn’t said a word. I kiss her goodbye and head out.I find Julie staring outside through the window at the sitting room.“Hey! I am heading out now.” I said, conjuring her from where she was.She strolls up to me with a smile on her face.“Your prince charming is waiting outside.” She says it, and I sigh.So that is what she was staring at, huh?“I better go now before I keep him waiting for long.” I say, and just then, George’s message pops up on my phone.I opened it and read it inwardly.‘I am outside.XxxGeorge.That simple! That flat!“Shouldn't your face be glowing as you go to meet your knit in shining armor?” Julie asks, and today, for the first time in our long f
I am gawking at this duo as they disgustingly stare at each other while my insides are grumbling. George stands up, but since I don’t understand what is going on here and because my paranoia hormones are flaring with red flags, I remain seated. I don’t even know where I am getting the composure, the grilled balls, to be holding my cool like this, but ooh, hail to whatever is supplying it to me.The way they are staring at each other is nettlesome. The way she is twinkling at him is galling. The way he seems to be different with her stinks more than anything.And as if to irritate me more, as if to reveal the message he wanted to put across to me with his fucking coldness for so long, I watch as they inch closer, and closer, and closer, until their lips find each other, producing the most annoying mouse click sound that I have ever heard.What the…I take a sip of my tea to calm the nerves that are stroking me as the reality of things starts to surge in. This one is not a bittersweet r
I pay the taxi guy and walk inside my gate, feeling so raw for a person who is supposed to be heartbroken. But thinking about this whole George thing, I realize there was neither love nor affection between us. I honestly cannot even tell what it was that I felt for that guy to enter into that sh*t of a relationship.Maybe it was the urge to belong to someone again after so long, the desire to think that someone loves me, or maybe I just wanted to try and see whether my heart is still active. Yeah, I think the latter was the sole reason. I wanted to know whether my heart could love again. If I can feel something as great as what I felt back then before it got shuttered,And after tonight, I surmise I now know the truth. That I was shuttered beyond repair. I can never love someone. The only love I have left and the only feelings I have left are for my daughter. She is the only person I can ever love. And you know, I think that is okay because I know my daughter will never shutter my hea
“Umh, my dear?” His father calls, and I turn to her, leaving Rey’s eyes scorching my skin. “I think it is time. And forgive me once again, but hold nothing against your friend. She is a good soul. I just needed to get to the root of all this, and I knew she was the only person who had the answers that I sought, aside from you, of course. She means well.”I knew it was. “So, this happens to be the evidence that you have been telling us, Irma? What is this all about? Where did that come from? Why do you have an old check for this huge amount from our company?” Ana asks.Well, I had not anticipated this happening any sooner, but I guess my father-in-law and my friends planned this well. I can’t lie anymore.I turn to Rey after looking at these two women, who look like they are about to pee in their pants. “I am…”“She asked me for the money. She blackmailed me!” Kathering snaps, confusing everyone.Even I am confused by her guts! I blackmailed her. Whith what? Or for what? She is so sham
The three of us once again trade quizzical glances. There is more.“What?” We all trace our heavily pregnant gazes to Katherine as she whimpers, “This joke is the worst of the pains, so what more is there, Mazur?” She asks.A joke? She is still refusing to believe that he is divorcing her, even with the divorcing headline in bold and staring right through her eyes. Not even his serious tone is enough to convince her. Poor woman! I wonder how she does not collapse after the next blow, and I am also eagerly waiting to know what it is.“I have frozen your cards, Katherine. From this moment on, you have nothing. You are barred from coming close to any of my companies because I have erased your name from everything that has my name on it. As for your children, I will leave it to them to decide. I want you to sign these papers and get out of my house.”Mr. Mazur’s words hang in the air like a heavy cloud. Silence has been the only sound for a long time. Fear and quiestions linger in the roo
“You can’t do that!” Tarah screams, sprining to her feet. “You know that you need us. You need the support of my family for this business. You can’t terminate this agreement. You can’t…”“Your parents and I, young lady,” Mr. Mazur cuts the hysterical parrot off, “have already talked. We agreed that this agreement was a mistake. It is not working. Since this mess has also touched their family because you are in the picture, they agreed to end it in peace and set our children free. We will refund all the investments that your company made in our empire once we do our calculations, and that will be the end of it. For now, all you both need is to sign the papers and go your separate ways.”Hello, to the moon and starts. Here I was thinking that I would be the one to have this bitch divorce my man, but it seems like the stars and the moon were working on my case. Blessed be unto the heavens, and to this man as well. God, please restore his health so that he can witness and be a part of the
We all get to Mr. Mazur’s room with fear and curiosity gnawing within the deepest parts of our souls. I know we are all worried. For instance, I have come to love this old man like a father. He adores my child and is excited to welcome the next one that is on the way. He has justified my stay in this house and my love affair with his son with sincere intent. How can I not love him?“Father? We are all here. I thought we had a party next week, which you were preparing for. What is with this sudden meeting?” Ray asks.And I know how much he adores his father. I remember how badly he pleaded with me not to harm his father. Our paths crossed in this second phase, and my hurt was pounding with waves of vengeance and wrath. He was willing to do anything, even to take up his father’s punishment on his behalf. And in the months that I have been in this house again, I know how deeply he cares for him. He and another love him so much. He may be rendered incapable of anything right now, but I se
Katherine remains mute, but her expressions ooze hurt and pain. It is like this is a bitter pill that she has to swallow.“Next time, don’t you dare go high and mighty on me, Katherine. You don’t want to cross, or else...”“Shut up!” Katherine shuts her up, her voice coming out between gritted teeth. “Don’t say something that you will regret,” she hisses again as they stand before each other like two antagonistic lions.I feel Rey shift beside me, and before I know it, he is standing up, taking me with him as he approaches them. They drop the rage when they sense us. As if we have not been watching the entire show. As if there is anything new with them. I know their secrets. I know they were together in that blackmail attack against me years ago. The person I pity is Rey, because I still have not found the courage to do what she did.I know that he deserves to know. I know that he has all the rights to know what his mother is capable of. I know he needs to know what his mother thought
I join the annoying party, hugging my fury at my claws because I am supposed to be having the best of this moment with Rey and not burning my arse here watching some manner of less arses drink their already inbriated arses off. Why did this b*tch even need us here? All they have been doing ever since we sauntered from the kitchen is just drink and pick on Rey and me. And she—I don’t understand why she had to stay this close to Rey. She annoyingly pressed against him on the left side while I was clinging to him on the right. The poor guy is so unconfortable and lost at the meaning of this whole thing, just as I am. And you, if all she wants is to show off, then I don’t need to succumb so low. I know who it is that matters to Rey. I am serious as fuck about where I stand in his life.I unbandage my hand from him and shift aside from him, an action that causes his to reach for my hand and shift closer, pining himself on me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder. With ease and care, he g
She cloaks her anger for a minute, putting on her signature bitchy crown. But today, her act is not working decently. Even through her iciness, you can still pick up the pecks of anger, hurt, and shame. Bingo, Irma Rose! You are serving this diet, which is the recommended diet. Thumbs up! Stuff her more!“Do not be too sure. And, by the way, how did it feel to see me kissing my husband, whom you can’t stop swooning over? I saw how you almost collapsed with utter stupor and hurt. Did your heart break into pieces after witnessing us kissing?” She asks, almost emitting a smirk.Sha! This witch is so cheap at deriving plans. Was that the only way she could come up with to rile me? My! My! She should have asked me for some advice to spice up her rubbishy, unsuccessful plan. She couldn’t even pull off something to equal a kiss. Such a pathetic loser!“I admit I was thunderstruck and hurt at first seeing Rey’s lips on your disgustful ones for a second. But then, reality slapped me—that was a
After a moment, she clears her throat myriad times, scraping the back of her neck as if she has an itchy skin disease. She is still dreaded in ignominy and bewilderment, and her friends are still looking at her with dismay and shock. She could have prepared them instead of trying to showcase something that isn’t real.“I will just get some glasses. Feel at home and make yourself comfortable on the seats.” She is still battling with her conflicting sentiments.Her friends start dragging their confused bodies to the seats where Rey is perched, while she starts towards me. I was about to get out of her way, but she grabs my hand and drags me inside the kite with her.The door slams shut behind us, the fresh scent of our raw sex with Rey minutes ago slams our nostrils, and we stare at each other like two antagonistic lionesses that we in reality are.I roughly jerk my hand away from this bitch!“What in the devil’s name were you doing in here with my husband?” Tarah screeches after I snat
“What were you doing in there? Been screaming your name for minutes, hun!” I hear that bitch’s voice as I finish cleaning myself up with the Soviets.Hun? Since when? And what is that annoying cheeselike tone? Trying to play some lovey-dovey games to fool her fucking guests? I reckon she is even clinging to my Rey’s arm or fixing the nothingness on his tee just to show off. Bitch!“Uuuu! Spare us, will you?"Spare us?From what?Silence!There is no voice from that witch, and these parrots of hers are just cheering; only the devil knows what. I detest those shrieking sounds! They are making my ears itch! I fix my hair and walk out feeling so raw and content, and...And dumbstruck!The heartbreaking visual visage of my Rey and Tarah together with their lips pressed so iniquitously against each other impairs my visual sense for a minute.Holly fuck!I slam my back on the closed kitchen door the minute it closes. A tinge of stinking jolts down my spinal tube, almost paralyzing me. My who