CARA. I got a call this morning from Nicholas. It's a Monday morning, and I'm not particularly interested in doing anything. I'm going through an old album of family photos. Actually I'm picking out suitable ones which could be used for our funerals. I'm gearing up for it already. There's no way I'm going to make Madelyn his by Saturday, so I might as well spend my remaining days on earth eating burgers and paying last visits to friends and relatives. “ What are you doing, Cara? Isn't that the album filled with all family pictures?” Craig inquired the moment he walks into the living room. “ It is,” I respond. I'm relishing the taste of the burger I had ordered earlier. If I had few days on earth, I might as well eat burgers till I die. “ But why are you going through it? We haven't opened that since mom's death,” he retorted. Yes, they're old photos of us, but I happen to find them more appealing. Besides, I couldn't find a more befitting one for Cra
JASON It's a Monday morning, and my employees are shocked to see me resume work. I just got married on Friday, and I was back so soon? What happened to taking a few weeks off to probably enjoy our honeymoon? Sadly, there's no honeymoon. Only real couples get to experience that. “ What... what are you doing here Jason??” I was hoping to sneak into my office without being caught. How do I explain this? “ Hi Zoe. Didn't notice you were there.. you are here so early, what's the occasion?” Divert her attention, successfully change the topic and that's all. But, it doesn't work with Zoe. “ I'm always here early! Now, what are you doing here, Mr. Jason?” That's a pretty difficult question to answer. What does she mean by what am I doing here? It's my company, where else am I supposed to be if not here? “ I'm sorry boss, am I fired? The General Manager didn't send any letter to my desk.” We had a good laugh about it, but her fac
MADELYN I don't ever want to think about how Jason had to put up with Natasha while they were growing up. She looks impossible to handle. I personally won't be seen with such a person. The nerves she has got! Whoever is going to end up with her needs to learn how to tolerate certain excesses. “ I'm sure Natasha hates you more now. You just earned yourself a death ticket.” Jason noted when we got back to his office. The kids resumed school today, I dropped them off by 7, before heading to the company. “ Your little girlfriend doesn't scare me, Jason. She would need to level up her game five times before I would be afraid of her.” “ How many times do I have to say this! She's not my girlfriend. She's my sister!!” His eyes popped out when he realized the mistake he had made. He literally just said Natasha was his sister. “ She is?” If she's his sister, then why is she bent on having her brother as her lover? “ No, she's not. I mean technic
MADELYN Side by side, we rest our arms on the concrete ledge looking out over the city. “ It's beautiful,” I whisper.He's quiet. Every now and then, he would cup his hands and splash water on my face. I'd do same and we would end up cracking up like teenage lovers. We watch the city in silence for what seems like forever. It was beautiful staring down at the entire city, but having Jason by my side made it more euphoric. “ Getting cold?” he broke the silence, and patted my already saturated hair which can't absorb another drop of water. “ No, I'm doing just fine,” I return..I know he's watching me, but I don't turn to ask why. Five minutes now, and all Jason has eyes for, is me. “ You might as well tell me what's running through that mind of yours, rather than staring at me in that manner.” He doesn't waste any more time, seems like I grant him the permit to. “ I'm wondering how your lips would taste in mine right now, wife.”
NATASHA “ What is wrong with you??” his voice was harsh and nothing unlike the usual melodious baritone that usually fills the air with a soulful melody when he spoke. He lost his calm, and let his fury loose on me. I whimpered and my teeth chattered in fear. I was not frightened nor was I afraid What I felt at the moment was beyond such mere nouns. Jason looked like he would snap my neck and push my lifeless body into the pool. His chest rose and fell in a faster pace. Terror washed over me, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. Was he going to hurt me? I wasn't going to hang around any longer to find that out, cause he looked so annoyed. “ I'm... I'm sorry, Jason. I didn't mean to..” my heart was throbbing in my ears, loud and irregular, but I barely heard it, for I was clouded with fear. Suddenly I forgot how to say a sentence without stumbling over the words. “ You didn't mean to what??? Were you in a trance when you walked in here with a
MADELYN I'm at mom's tomb crying my eyes out, when I hear footsteps approaching. I'm on my knees, and my back is turned to the gate, so whoever comes in wouldn't see my face until I turn around. “ Is that her?” I heard a loud voice ask. From what I'm thinking, they're more than two people who walked into the graveyard. At first I thought it was just people who came to visit their loved ones, but the next statement of them makes leaves me disturbed. “ Yes. The old lady who doesn't know when to shut her mouth. She ratted Boss out on Saturday.” It wasn't me they came for. It was Hattie. But who were they? Who did she snitch on? I turn slightly without making a noise, and I was able to see who it was. Three muscular men who wore dark sunshades. They stood there and silently watch Hattie trim the flowers close by. She was in danger! “ Do we take her now, or we wait for Boss?” the first man asks. He scans the environment, and so far, I'm the onl
MADELYN I have not the slightest idea where I am. I couldn't figure it out. It's like I'm in the middle of nowhere. No Jason or my kids, or Grandma Lorelei. There were no trees or houses around, not a single soul either. I was on the floor. How I got here remained a mystery to me. What happened? Soon images from the graveyard flashed through my head. The old lady, Hattie. Where's she? Where's Nicholas? Or the three brawny men? I got up and dusted my behind. This wasn't the graveyard, nor was it home. A quick glance around and I came to the conclusion that I was either dead or dreaming. “ Jason?? Jason, can you hear me?” No one heard me. No one replied. “ Grandma? Liam??” Was I dead? But the last bullet wasn't from Nicholas's men. I called for help, but it wasn't forthcoming. Rather than waiting for Jason, I think I should walk around and see if I can't find anyone nearby. Three minutes of walking, and I just happened to be back at the same spot I had been. “ That's strange
Author's sincerest apologies in regards to the error made in the last chapter.. Hi dearies, I noticed there was a mistake in the last chapter. That's Madelyn's POV and not Natasha's.. I only saw it after publishing. I had it revised and edited. As for the comments, I'm sorry I haven't been able to find them. I have to go through each chapter to locate it, and it's stressful. You can drop those comments under this note, I'd definitely see them. New chapters would drop tomorrow GMT+1, Nigerian time. What do you think Jason would do to Nicholas? Was Madelyn dead or dreaming? Drop comments below.. Bye. From your author, Zee.😻