"Well it seems because this is their first misdemeanor and because as much as the police fear the Black family they can't afford to offend the Thompson family too, so they've been released but still have to do community service for 2 months." He said without looking at Mr. I was pissed, I slapped the table in anger. I both couldn't and could believe what was happening but it is understandable, the only way to truly hurt the Thompsons is through their business but nor yet. I'll wait for the right moment to make them all pay. ~♤~ It has been 3 days since the incident happened. The Thompson siblings were released but to prevent further implication Elder Thompson had them shipped off to America. it's a good thing they are out and away from our lives. I've been spending my nights at the hospital and only leaving to shower and for a few unavoidable meetings. Her colour is coming in, she no longer looks ghostly white. Her bruises are slowly fading though still look a deep purpl
After the doctors had done a few more tests on Selene, she was later on discharged. I decided to stop going for work during this period but instead work at home so that I can properly monitor. Mrs. Smith decided to move in with us during this period as I thought it would be good for her to have a familiar face like her to overcome this equally traumatic experience. Lots of people have been speculating on what happened with the Thompson siblings as news of the incarceration spread. As well as the news of them moving to America to live with relatives there. Things between Selene and i got really quiet, we came to a semblance of a routine to spend time together and for me to get to know her. I smile as I watch her mess with the little kitten we adopted or rather the cat adopted us. We had found her under the car on our way out of the hospital and since the two have been inseparable. ~♤~ Things have been really quiet. I love the peace we have been experiencing since the incide
Things between us have gotten better, I'm happy and he seems really happy and sweet. Sometimes from work he would bring me flowers or jewelry. Everything just seemed to be going perfectly atleast until last night. ~♤~ "Whose birthday?" I asked Carlos as I continued baking a pie for dinner. "Elder Thompson." This peaks my interest. Ever since the debacle involving his grandchildren and apparently him coming to beg Alex to let them go the very day. He's been pretty quiet. They're whole family has. I guess too much scandal too soon. "Oh really. Are you going?" I ask him. " It's not like I have a choice. Unlike you who married into a family that can compete with them. I can't afford to offend them." I gave him a side eye before continued what I was doing. "Wow," I say. ~♤~ A woman stops by the house in the afternoon with a parcel for me. It was from Alex. Apparently, even with what happened between our family and the Thompsons 3 months ago, in order to give a front of no
I'm not trying to be jealous or a psycho wife who reads wrong on every interaction a woman has with my husband or anything but that girl seated next to him seems a little fishy.I've tried to ignore her presence like Alex is doing but the smug smiles that seem to be trying to tell me something from these few relatives of the Thompson family tells me my hunch is right.I've also noticed the looks of disdain Alex's parents are throwing me, like I wanted to be here in the first place.We haven't had much interactions since when I was in the hospital. I had a conversation with Grandma and Mrs. Smith earlier about Alex and I, they did warn me that he's parents and the Thompsons might not give up easily. I'm assuming the girl next to him is the new Emma. Though this one seems more refined.They also said I need to cement my place as his wife by...."What's wrong?" Alex asks me. I give him a questioning look and he goes on to point out that my face is red. This goes on to embarrass me even m
My eyes are heavy but I still force them to open. I try to get up from the bed but I notice a weight on me, I then realize that it's Alex's hand. He grumbles and then pulls me closer to his bare chest. That's when I realized what position we were in and I remembered what happened last night. How Alex cane after me like an unrelinquishing force. He never gave me a chance to escape and some weird part of me was glad. I'm still in shock of what happened and the more I think about it, the more conflicted I get. As I can't help but feel confused on what's the best path between us now. It's either we'll act like it never happened and go on about our lives treating it like a beautiful mistake or we'll draw closer to one another and just treat it as one of those achievements that make us as a couple stronger. I honestly hope it's the second one because I don't see myself ever giving myself to another man like I have to him. I try and shift my body to get properly in sync with his
So far the party has gone on with no major problems. Everyone seems to be having fun and respecting themselves. Alex looks amazing, it seems he got a haircut and had his beard trimmed. I can't help but look at him. As much as this day is about Alex and I, I can't help but notice his family is making it seem like that girl from Thompson party is the wife. i can tell it confusing the guests and honestly, I'm not going to do anything about it. Moreover, it seems I won't have to do anything because the look on both Grandma and Alex's face is enough to know things are about to go down. I don't like confrontations or fights so I separated myself from all of it and went to join Carlos outside. He was having a smoke. We talked about everything concerning what's happening inside, before we could continue, we heard someone clear their throat. It's the same girl from inside. "Hey. My name is Kimberly, could I have a word with you." She stated as she looked me up and down. The fact
I open my eyes to find myself on a bed. I can tell this is a private jet. I get out ofbed and go to use the bathroom. I get some of my clothes from the suitcase that was at my bed side. I walk out the room and find myself in the lounge. The Hostess gives me a smile as I walk up to an empty seat, they are all looking at me and we all. "The jobs finally complete." Ifeoma says. She's this beautiful dark skin african. Her hair is a nice kinky black, her skin like melted dark chocolate, her lips like a dark pink and her eyes are her most defining feature. The people of her village are known for their distinct blue eyes. "But before we celebrate, I need to check you up." She says as she stands up and directs me to another room where a mini clinic has been set up. She checks my vitals and did an ultrasound on my belly. "Everything's great," she said and I responded with a thank you. When I suspected I was pregnant, I told her and she pretended to be a doctor at the hospital I went to
Just as I walked into the living room, I found grandma having tea. "Oh, Alex. What do I owe to the visit?" She asked. I've sat down opposite her and just stare at her as I try to calm my beating heart. Now that I think about it, it was strange how close the two seemed but as I look at her she doesn't seem like she's lost any sleep with Selenes disappearance. "Where is she?" I ask. "Who? " She asks disinterestedly. "Selene." I say and watch as she pauses before going on like nothings wrong. She thought I wouldn't notice but I can tell her hands tremble a bit as she lifts her cup and the little breaths she makes as she tries to avoid my eyes. "How's the investigation going?" She asks me as a way to derail my questioning like such would work on me. "Grandma, where is she?" I insist. She finally gives up on pretending and lowers her cup to the table. She presses a botton on the table and women walk in. Unexpectedly one of them rushes towards me and next thing I know some substanc