Steffan hurried in after Racheal.“I will not be able to live with the guilt if that boy dies.” She said, as she watched them wheel him into the emergency ward.“This is one of the best hospitals,” Steffan said simply, giving her space. He was watching her. She caught her reflection on the glass door behind, and saw she looked like she had been through a tornado. Her dress was ripped in many places and filthy. Her hair was a mangled gold mess.She looked away. She couldn't care less how she looked now. She was just glad she was not physically hurt. But she wanted that boy to be fine too. He had saved her. “Come sit.” Steffan’s voice was soft, but she heard the faint order in it. He did not want her arguing. She went to sit on one of the benches, and looked around. There were so many security men everywhere, in the hall, and even outside.She was currently outside the capital, in a nearby state. The capital did not have room to build a big rehab like the one Skylar had been co
Steffan took the dress from Justin, and asked him to arrange for a private ward. The couple walked into this private ward, and Steffan began to swipe through his phone. “Your father would be very mad,” Racheal said. “He will.” “You are defying him.” “I am.” She exhaled in frustration. What did Steffan have on his father? What did Spencer Sherrod owe him? Why were both his parents scared of him in some way? She understood he was wealthy, and with that kind of wealth came so much power. But Spencer was not poor either, and he was the f*cking president. How come his son continued to defy him like this without any consequences? She knew it could not be fatherly love that was making him not push back. He had not cared about fatherly love when he pushed Skylar out in marriage, his favourite child. “When you are ready, hit the red button, and you will be live.” Steffan said, handing his phone to her. He walked to the door, and turned the lock. She sighed, hesitating. “Ra
When Racheal woke up the next morning, she immediately sensed something was wrong. Steffan was not in bed beside her.She slowly rolled out of bed, her body ached from all that running and struggling yesterday.She checked the bathroom. He was not in there. She rinsed her face and mouth, and stepped out.“Steffan.” She called.He walked in as if on cue. She saw he was holding her purse. “Where did you find this?” She asked, looking up at him. He was fully dressed, and not in a casual outfit for a Sunday, but in a shirt and a pair of dress pants."Good morning to you too.” He said, and kissed her forehead. She blushed.“Sorry. Where did you find this?”“One of the guards picked it up, apparently you dropped it in front of the rehab building before you ran for the hills.” He said, sitting on the bed. She giggled and took the bag from him, searching inside. She found her phone, and a box of the wristwatch she had made, and planned to give him on their trip yesterday.She looked at hi
Racheal hurried out of the shower and ransacked the closet for a suitable dress.“Will journalists be there?” She asked.“I think so, it is an official visit, however impromptu.” Steffan appeared at the closet door, watching her.“Steffan.” She grumbled. “You could have told me earlier. There was enough time to get ready.”“You know, when you call my name like that..” He said.She gave him a look, and he laughed. “They can wait. I would have them wait hours to meet you if I had to.”“You are testing the boundaries with your father.” She said, finally picking out a beautiful off-white suit dress, with short pleats at the hem.“You know how I love testing boundaries.” He leaned down to kiss her cheek as she walked past him. She frowned, and he laughed. He seemed in a very good mood. Was it the watch, or had he found Zuri?“You are not being helpful. I have already wasted three minutes of the ten.” She said.“I will call your maids.”***With Leah and Luna’s help, she managed to get re
Everyone was ushered into the hall an hour later. The same big hall, Racheal’s wedding after-party had been held when she first arrived in Yin. Seffan pulled out a chair for her, helped her into a seat and then sat beside her.“Are you OK?” He smiled at her.She nodded, and managed to return his smile. “If you want your step-mother to accidentally trip, just say the word.” He whispered to her. She gasped. But he was joking, she saw the humour in his eyes, he was simply trying to cheer her up.“But that may ruin her pretty face, and Roni will have something new to complain about.” Steffan said. Then he turned to tell one of the waitstaff what to get them.“Nothing a little makeup can't cover.” Racheal said with a sad smile.“What?”“That's what she said when she struck my face for refusing the idea of marrying you.” Racheal said. Steffan’s face went serious as he looked at her. She could feel his anger beginning to rise. “That is all in the past now.” She added quickly. She didn
The table continued their meal in silence. Racheal glanced at Steffan severely to see his face was darkened. He was obviously jealous. But what did he have to be jealous about? Her heart only had space for him. He knew that, she had told him, and shown him in many different ways.“I had forgotten what his face looked like.”Steffan turned to squint at her. “What?”“I had forgotten what his face looked like. Somehow, I could not remember what he even looked like.” She said, The diners had loosened up, and the guests had become more talkative and chatty as a pianist played a solemn tone at the side of the hall. No one was paying the couple any mind.“That is a lazy lie. You are saying you didn't recognize him till he introduced himself?” Steffan was looking at her in disbelief.Racheal frowned at him. After all this time, he still thought her a liar.“I never said that. I recognized him. I just did not remember his face in the last two months, because anytime the thought of him cro
The couple stared at each other, panting softly, their foreheads touching. Racheal smiled, Steffan returned her smile, and they started giggling.“I am sure someone heard us.” She said.“I don’t care.” He moved to kiss her forehead. She placed her hands on his large face and kissed him deeply. When she finally let go, he hugged her tight. She was still seated beside the sink.“I am sorry.” He said. She nodded, her chin hitting his shoulder in their tight embrace.“I was not very mad, just irritated.”“I know.” He said, sighing contentedly. “You know?”“Mhm hmm. You had the face of a woman who wanted to be f*cked silly.” He said.She laughed, and gently pushed him away from her. “What?”“Yes. You just needed a good f*ck to feel better.” He said, stroking her jaw. He pulled her back into an embrace. He was back to his soft self, the man who hugged her and did not want to go to the ball, back at that hotel.She stroked his dark curls, and let him hold her as tightly as he wanted to
Racheal continued to watch her stepmother in silence, it felt good to know she was finally not under her mercy anymore.“Diana stays, it is an order, not an offer.”“You forget yourself.” Racheal said. Roslyn looked startled for the first time. “This is not your home, or country.”“Are you speaking to me that way?”Racheal just watched her. The woman was frowning at her, then she suddenly burst into a giggle. “The Sherrod boy is the one emboldening you. You think he can protect you?”“He can. He has.” Rosyln walked towards her, closing the gap between them. “You know, I did not believe it when I heard you had him eating out of your palms. I guess you finally learned our secrets.”“What secret?”“The secret of mistresses you always turned your nose up at. How do you think I snatched your father from your silly silly maman?”Racheal frowned, but she closed her mind to the words. She did not let them get to her.“After eighteen years, you finally admit to being a wh*re. Not everyo