Ximena’s POV
It has been three weeks since I found myself in this godforsaken cell. I kept count of each passing day. It was a tedious but long duty for me.Oh, and yes, I didn’t die after attempting to commit suicide. Isn’t that horrible? I can’t have peace on Earth, yet I wasn’t allowed to die. What punishment could be worse than that?I wonder how Nevaeh was doing. She wasn’t in her best version when she visited me a few days ago.***“What happened, sweetheart? Why are you wearing a long face?” I asked, cupping her cheek with my hand.“I missed you, Ximena,” she placed her hand on mine.“I want to help you. I Want to get you out of this horrible place, but I have no one to help me. Dad hasn’t been himself for a while now. He isn’t listening to me. I don’t know what to do, Ximena,” she poured out.I squeezed her hand, assuring her indirectly that I understood.“It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to overXimena’s POVI still can’t believe what Lady Audrey told me earlier. Pregnant? Am I truly pregnant? Is that even possible?I was currently being led back to my cell by Lady Audrey.Different thoughts rumbled in my head. Being pregnant is one thing while being pregnant in jail is another thing. How do I cope? What if something bad happens to my baby? What if it becomes a stillbirth? What if I lose my baby?The thoughts evoked tears that ran down my face.“Ximena? Why are you crying?” Lady Audrey asked, stopping to face me.“You are in no condition to cry, you know that? From now onward, whatever happens, just remember your little bundle of joy, okay?” she advised.I placed my hand on my tummy, hoping to feel my baby—my soon-to-be-only family.“What if something bad happens to my baby?” I sobbed.“Don’t say that. Nothing bad is going to happen to your baby,” she assured me. “The more reason we have to see
Nevaeh’s POV“What business?” I asked, walking into the visiting room. After my madness displays, the cops dare not stop me. Ximena and the man stopped. While the man was looking for a hole to bury himself, Ximena was looking confused.“What are you two talking about? Ximena?” I said, stepping between Ximena and the man. “Who is he?” I asked.Ximena narrowed her eyes. “You mean…you mean you don’t know him?” Ximena asked, sounding surprised.I glanced at the man and back at Ximena. “What do you…”“Look, she doesn’t know me,” the man chipped in, drawing mine and Ximena’s gaze at him.“But Lady Audrey said…” Ximena tried to say.“She lied,” the man said.“What? But why?” Ximena sounded confused.“It’s all my fault, but that was the only way I could help you out. Come on, we need to discuss about you, at least, that’s the most important thing right now,” the man defended.“Hey, guys, I’m
Nevaeh’s POVI went back to the police station the following day. I went straight to Lady Audrey’s desk.“Hi, Lady Audrey,” I greeted.She looked up from the files she was sorting out and smiled at me. “Hey, Nevaeh. How are you?” she asked.“I’m good. Can I…”She stood up. “Yeah, I will take you to her.”“No, I want to talk with you,” I said.“Oh,” her lips formed an “O” in surprise before sitting down. “I thought you came to see Ximena. Please have a seat,” she said.I sat opposite her. “I don’t want to face her yet. She must still be mad at me,” I said. “I want to ask you a favor.”“Go on, I’m all ears.”“Can I get the attorney’s contact details? You don’t have to tell Ximena about it, please,” I asked.“Uh…” she scratched the side of her neck. “I can’t involve you in this, Nevaeh. You don’t have to worry about Ximena too much. I will try my best to get her out of here as soon as pos
Nevaeh’s POV“What are you doing here?”Someone asked and my spirit jumped out of me. I spun around to face the lady with the voice while hiding the diary behind my back. It turned out to be the stranger I met yesterday.“Your dad told me you weren’t feeling well and here you are, looking perfect,” she said and chuckled awkwardly.“Who are you? I thought you were gone already,” I said.“Gone? Come on, baby girl. That’s not likely going to happen, trust me,” she moved closer. I looked straight into her eyes.“What do you mean?”“You will find out soon. But why are you here raiding your uncle’s room?” she asked and sat on the edge of the bed, overlapping her legs.“It’s none of your business. As you said, my uncle and not yours. Now get your ass off that bed and get lost,” I sneered. And again, she chuckled.“You seem not to get the logic, do you?” she stood up, walking around me. I brought my hand forwar
Nevaeh’s POVI went to visit Ximena the following day. And about my Grandma, my dad took care of it. He didn’t want anyone blaming me for what he knew I did. Isn’t that ridiculous?“Ximena?” I called. She had refused to come see me in the visiting room, so I decided to come see her in her cell. She was seated on the small bed, staring blankly at the wall.“Ximena?” I called again.“What are you doing here? I have told you to stop coming to see me,” she said, looking at me. “And you think I would listen to that?” I asked. She ignored me.“Come on, Ximena. I am sorry if I offended you in any way. I am still trying my best to get you out of here. Now that Uncle Alberto is suspecting me, it’s going to be more complicated except Harper wakes up soon,” I said and sighed.“The more reason you should leave me alone!” she snapped, jerking up to her feet. She moved closer to the gate.“Stop risking your life to
Nevaeh’s POVI stood at the entrance to the house, arms akimbo while staring at the living room. No one seems to be at home. What should I do now? Should I start crying or laughing?Earlier at the hospital…“Doctor, what’s happening?” I asked as the doctor rushed in with a nurse and Attorney Davey. The doctor, without responding to my question, rushed to examine Harper. After his examination, he sighed.“What happened to my niece?” Uncle Fabio asked.“You don’t have to worry, she will be fine. She was just reacting to medications,” the doctor responded.I puffed. “But can you tell us when she is going to wake up?” I asked.Tomorrow was Ximena’s first trial. What if she was sentenced to some years imprisonment? What if I never get to see her again? The thought made my heart pound, reverberating in my head.“We can’t tell,” the doctor declared. “Excuse me,” he added and went off with the nurse.“What are
Ximena’s POVI was in my cell. My first trial was today. I wasn’t ready for this. My stomach grew butterflies. I clamped my sweaty hands together while hyperventilating.“You have to calm down, Ximena,” Lady Audrey told me. I nodded, but my banging heart wasn’t responding. I can’t face everyone. I can’t face being humiliated in front of everyone, especially my stepdaughter. She has tried her best for me. I am sure Mrs. Miles is going to do everything to send me to life imprisonment.“I can’t help it. I am losing it,” I said worriedly.“Everything will be fine,” she assured me while opening the gate. I nodded again.“Whenever you are hyperventilating, just take a deep breath. It helps a lot. Besides, you should think more about your little bundle of joy and stop worrying,” she added and smiled.But did that relieve me? Certainly not. It increased my anxiety. What if something happens to my baby after being sentenced to p
Ximena’s POVThe moment I entered, I halted abruptly, my soul departing from my body.“Hudson?” I called, my voice trembling. I almost tumbled over as I staggered forward.Their attention was drawn to me. Yes, you heard that right. Hudson was kissing Mila in the living room. Which Mila? I know you are going to ask. No other Mila, but my cousin sister.“Hello, dear sister,” Mila waved at me, smiling like the betrayal she was. But she wasn’t even my problem. My eyes were focused on Hudson who stared back at me. Was he feeling guilty? Certainly not. He was staring at me with disgust like he had been praying that I shouldn’t ever show my face.“Oh, come on, sis. Why do you look surprised?” Mila asked, resting her head against Hudson’s chest and doodling on it.“I guess you came to pack your bags?” she suggested with a sinister smile that irked my soul.“Just keep quiet!” I snapped, exploding with anger. How dare sh