"Oh please stop thanking me. It's a win-win. At least I made a new friend today" Amelia said and smiled widely." Yes you did" Lisa responded with a smile. "If I may ask, why were those men after you?" Amelia squinted her eyes in curiosity.Lisa sighed remembering her predicament. "Well.. it all started three months ago when my sister died and-... " She began explaining everything that has happened to her.While she was narrating, Amelia kept on gasping and her eyes widened at intervals in shock. Lisa's eyes glistened with tears as she recalled everything."....and that is how I ended up in the market where you found me" Lisa concluded while wiping her tears.Amelia felt sorry for everything Lisa went through. She moved in closer to Lisa and hugged her."It's Okay to cry, Lisa. You have been through a lot" she said sadly and that was all Lisa needed as she cried her eyeballs out.Amelia patted her back not saying a word till she calmed down. "Everyone has their own story to tell. Am
"Nooo!!!" Amelia could clearly visualize that awful night. It was a rainy day and she was only 17 years and trying to escape from her boss when she ran into three men who used her as they pleased. It was a case of jumping from frying pan to fire. Her boss too has equally tried to sleep with her when she found her escape route.That terrible night was a matter of survival of the fittest. Fighting her boss wasn't an easy task. She had resulted in breaking multiple of bottles on his head that night. And when she escaped, she could clearly remember shards of the broken bottle piercing her foot but she didn't care as she ran as fast as she could. She didn't want to lose her dignity again as she always did. Her instinct to fight back was active that day.However, she ran into them, Ryan and his gang. They were three thugs who did dirty business and she was unlucky to have run into them that faithful night. No matter how much she pleaded, they wouldn't listen to her. She didn't have anymore s
Lisa was dumbfounded. Her eyes widening every now and then as her empty brain searched for a solution.She couldn't think which was of course worse. Annabelle's mother was almost on the brink of death, that was a fact and she couldn't do anything about it.Even when Amelia had nonetheless given her the option to escape, she didn't. Cecelia was already a cruel woman on her own and perhaps a foolish move from her might supposedly end everything. So with her mind screaming with everything it got for her to run… she felt her body betraying her. It stood in one spot rooted as though held down by paralysis.With Amelia in front of Lisa, it seems as though she's become an impenetrable fortress on her own as her eyes shot daggers at the fellas in front of her."I won't let you harm Lisa!" Her voice evident with threat. Her hazel eyes burned with intense murder. She was like a siege engine ready to let the first bullet out in its barrage. For now, nothing seemed to stop her. Although, it w
Lisa kept flinching at every sentence. Every word caused her heart to race tremendously. The texture of his tone told so much that he meant every ounce of his statement. It was already a problem for Lisa.Lisa's mind raced as she absorbed Alex's harsh words. It was as if a storm had engulfed her, plunging her into darkness and despair. How had her life taken such a tragic turn? Just days ago, she was blissfully happy, even though she lived in fear. But now, her worst fear has come to pass and her trust shattered.As pain emanated from her battered body, Lisa desperately searched for a sliver of hope within herself. She refused to accept this twisted reality that Alex, Cecelia, and Savannah were trying to force upon her. Deep down, she knew her innocence, but convincing others seemed like an insurmountable task.The room seemed to close in around her, filled with tension and hostility. Lisa's eyes flickered towards Alex, once filled with love and adoration, now cold and filled with ani
Slowly she regained her consciousness. She tried opening her eyelids but they felt so heavy for her. After much struggle, she managed to have a little sight of her surrounding which was blurry in her vision. As the seconds turned into minutes and the minutes into hours, Lisa found herself locked in a self-imposed mental battle. She was torn between yearning for freedom and the ever-present fear that pervaded her being. She had shed countless tears over seemingly insignificant matters during her time here, seeking a solution to her predicament.Memories of 3months came flooding into her head. She finally remembered why she fainted and how she ended up there, on the cold bare floor. Trying to sit up but the weakness she felt wouldn't let her. She had fainted due to starvation. She wasn't even aware that she has been that way for 6days with no one bothering to check up on her. The small room stank from her body odor. It's been more than a week since she bathed last. Tears soon rolled
"I am dead serious, I absolutely cannot do it!" Lisa's voice reverberated with undeniable determination, her tone stern and unwavering. It was at that very moment that Lillian's initially harsh and piercing gaze softened, replaced by a glimmer of understanding."Why?" Lillian managed to ask, her curiosity-fueling a desperate search for a rationale that could possibly appease Lisa's intense refusal.Lisa took a brief pause, gathering her thoughts before finding an explanation that not only justified her adamant stance but shed light on the complexities of their relationship. With a subtle tremor in her voice, she began to delve into the depths of her apprehensions."We are simply not compatible," Lisa began, her words filled with a mix of regret and cautious self-preservation. "Did you not notice the vehement animosity he harbors towards me? It goes far beyond mere dislike or aversion. His disdain for me permeates the very core of his being, consuming every fiber of his existence."Her
Well, that vow broke the very minute I discovered that she killed my Lia and forced her way into my life. She doesn't deserve to be my wife. In fact, whatever punishment she's receiving is best suited for her." Alex's voice was impaled with a dark sonorous emotion. Anger mixed with sorrow and sadness, in fact, he was unfathomable."Have you ever listened to her? Have you asked her to explain herself on if she had killed Lia or not? Did you give her the chance?! No you did not, you immediately condemned her because it's what the situation presented for everyone to behold. Lia is dead, so you have to get over it. Lisa is your wife and she isn't supposed to be treated like a slave." Lillian said, anger and resolution present in her voice."Mother, my marital life is non of your business." Alex cold voice said in a extreme low growl and Lillian cuts in."I am your mother for heavens sake and you must listen to me. Lisa should be treated as a part if the {Alex's surname} family. She should
He became more methodical, revisiting every detail, turning it over in his mind, seeking patterns and connections that might reveal the truth. It was a grueling process, a constant battle against impatience and disappointment. However, each small breakthrough revitalized his determination, propelling him forward. Xavier stormed into his office, frustration bubbling within him. The interruption caught him off guard, and for a split second, anger threatened to consume him. However, upon recognizing the familiar face that stood before him, he made a conscious effort to rein in his emotions. Taking a deep breath, he settled himself into a nearby couch.Eager to hear any new developments, Xavier leaned forward, his eyes locked on Alex's face. He hoped that there would be some progress, some clue to finally unmask the person responsible for contaminating his wine. He yearned for justice, for the chance to make them pay for their deceitful act.With a heavy sigh, Alex met Xavier's gaze, his