NICOLE I could tell that my mother was incredibly upset. Her face was filled with anger, and it was clear that she was very angry about something. I had never seen her so mad before, and it was worrying to see her like this. As I looked on, Marcus slowly got up from his seat and made his way out of the room. He even gave me a peace-out sign before he left.Feeling confused and upset, I turned to my mom and asked her, "Mom, why did you do that?" I couldn't understand what had caused her to react in such a way, and I was desperate for an explanation.My mom gave me a disapproving look that made me feel uneasy. "Have all the men on earth suddenly vanished that you had to settle for Marcus?" she asked, her tone laced with sarcasm.I was taken aback by her comment. I couldn't understand why she was being so harsh towards Marcus. So, I frowned and replied, "What's wrong with getting married to Marcus? You still haven't given me a valid reason for your disapproval."I was determined not to
NICOLE It had been two weeks since Damian's heart surgery, and although I had been spending most of my time at the hospital, I couldn't help but think about Marcus. We had been meeting up in secret since the day Damian was admitted.Marcus had invited me to an event, one of his friends was celebrating his son’s first birthday. He had told me it was going to be grand and I should dress for the occasion.I was in my room with Nina going through my closet, thinking of what to wear. “Gosh! I’m so tired I’ve been rummaging through my closet, still I haven’t seen the perfect outfit” I sighed, slumping on the bed.“Let’s keep searching, we will find something soon,” Nina said.“Most of my clothes are just casual wear, how do I find a cloth that’s elegant?” “Who even does a grand party for a one year old anyways”“The people of high class obviously” Nina said“Come on, you have to find something,” Nina said, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips. “You can’t be late to this part
MARCUSI was sound asleep, dreaming of nothing in particular, when my phone rang, jolting me awake. I fumbled for the phone on my bedside table, groaning as I answered the call."Hello?" I grumbled, my voice heavy with sleep.“Marcus, it's me, Mike," came the urgent voice on the other end of the line.Mike was my cousin from my mother’s side."Mike? What's going on? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?""I need you to come to the old abandoned warehouse on Oak Street. Something important has come up."I frownedWhy did he need me to go there in the middle of the night? What could be so urgent?It better not be a prank “What's going on?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities."I can't explain it over the phone," he said urgently. "Just trust me and come here. It is important."I threw on some clothes and hopped in my car, the sense of unease growing stronger with each passing moment. The night was dark and eerie, and the street lights flickered ominously as I pulled
NICOLE"Hey there," Marcus' voice came through the phone. "Are your parents around? My dad was planning to visit them today."I paused for a moment before answering, "Yeah, they're at home, but I need to check with them first.""Okay, no problem," Marcus replied. "Just shoot me a text once you've talked to them."With that, he hung up the phone, leaving me to handle the task of getting my parents' approval for the visit.I let out a deep sigh, feeling a mix of emotions. It was hard to process the fact that the highly respected and well-known Mr. Russell was coming to visit my parents in their humble apartment.It seemed that Marcus was serious about this marriage proposal if he was willing to bring his father all the way from South Dakota to Florida just to meet my parents.I didn't know how to feel. That the well respected and well known Mr Russell was coming to see my parents in their lowly apartment.Marcus must mean this marriage thing for him to bring his father to Florida all th
NICOLE I looked at Nina nervously, feeling like I was losing my mind. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Who would have thought?" she said with a teasing grin.I rolled my eyes and put my head down, trying to hide my embarrassment. "I guess no one," I said with a sigh. "Do you think he feels the same way toward me?"Nina shrugged. "You would have to ask him that," she said.I felt a knot form in my stomach at the thought of bringing up my feelings to him. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if it made things awkward between us?“I don't know if I'm ready for that yet," I said, feeling a mix of fear and uncertainty.Nina gave me a sympathetic look. "I understand, but you can't keep holding onto these feelings forever. You have to decide if it's worth taking the risk."“I'm nervous," I whispered to Nina as we made our way to the sitting room. "What if he doesn't want to have anything to do with me aside from the contract?"Nina noticed my unease and placed a comforting hand on my s
NICOLEI stepped into the dimly lit bar in downtown Miami, scanning the crowded room for my old friends. It had been years since I had seen them, and I was both excited and nervous to catch up. As I navigated through the throngs of people, I finally spotted them in a corner booth, laughing and chatting over cocktails.“Nicole!" they exclaimed in unison as I approached, pulling me into a group hug. I settled into the booth, ordering a drink.As we chatted, I couldn't help but notice that there seemed to be an underlying tension between two of my friends. They would exchange glances, and their voices would lower when they spoke to each other. I decided to ask about it, hoping to ease any tension."Is everything okay between you two?" I asked, looking back and forth between them.There was a moment of silence, and then Emily spoke up. "Actually, we've been having a bit of a disagreement lately," she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty."What's been going on?" I asked, sensing that th
MARCUSThe guy stood up and left. I saw his jaw tick and his fist clenched before he left.I would admit it. I had asked my driver to follow Nicole’s movement. I had been with her since she arrived at the bar. It was all just laughter and cruising between her and her friends.I was just hanging out in a corner, not bothering anyone, when I noticed a tall guy approaching Nicole. At first glance, he seemed like just an average guy and didn't seem to be a threat to me in terms of wealth or status.However, I couldn't help but feel a bit on edge when I saw him talking to her. So, I decided to wait and see how things played out. To my surprise, he didn't leave right away. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying her company and was visibly relieved by her presence.Nicole smiled and they both laughed at something one of them said. I didn't like that.Who was this guy? And what gave him the effrontery to be with my woman?I paused at that. Did I just say, my woman?Anyways I had to butt in, when
NICOLEMarcus leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, catching me off guard. For a moment, I was shocked and unsure of what to do. But then I felt a dizzying sensation and I gave in, kissing him back.As we continued to kiss, I became lost in the moment, making sloppy noises in the process. It was as if the rest of the world had faded away and there was only us.But then, as if a fog had lifted, I opened my eyes and saw a faint figure in the distance. It was Anthony, crumpling a coffee cup with his fist. His expression was one of anger and hurt, and without a word, he stormed off.Why was he so worked up?That was the last thought I had before I fell asleep on Marcus' shoulder and felt him carry me bridal style.****I slowly opened my eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight streaming through the window. I felt disoriented and confused, unable to remember how I had gotten here. I looked around and realized I was in a large bedroom, with plush furniture and elegant decor.As I trie
"Daddy! Daddy! How does it look?"My eyes shifted from the desk to the little princess In front of me, she was holding her canvas and her eyes were glittering with so much love and hope, I never thought I would melt at such beauty but ever since I met Nicole, things changed.I was amazed at her realistic creation painting, it was a plant growing from the earth and it looked like I was watching it happen live."It's…" I paused for a while, pulling her closer to me. Ellie's eyes dulled and so her posture slacked with her emotional change."You don't like it?" It was almost a whimper before I scoffed."Ellie, I love it! It's so beautiful I wasn't able to comprehend it. It's something your mom would have painted." I smiled at her and she set the canvas down before jumping on my lap, "she'll be proud.""Do you think she's going to come back?" The question always stung my heart, I didn't have the answer to it, I've always had a solution for every problem, except for this one."Yes, she will
NICOLE “If you think some superhero is going to swoop in and save your sorry asses, then you thought wrong," Mariella sneered, her voice dripping with contempt.We were holed up in an underground house, a safe haven turned into a grim prison. Ellie and I sat huddled on the floor, our hair disheveled, our clothes stained and torn.Mariella paced around the room like she owned the place, her hand confidently planted on her hips. She chewed her gum obnoxiously, the sound echoing through the tense air.“Now that I think about it," she said, her words laced with cruel calculation. "How much should I sell you both for? Let's leave the little girl out of it. You, my dear, are worth way more than her. You're a package deal, two for the price of one."I instinctively placed my hand on my belly, a protective gesture that seemed to amuse Mariella. She let out a mocking laugh as she observed my action."Aww, Marcus' little heir is in there, huh? Poor baby," she sneered, scrunching down to my lev
MARCUSI sat at the dimly lit bar, swirling the drink in my hand, my mind wandered to Vicky. She had been nothing but kind to me. I prayed she was still alive, hoping that fate had spared her from the clutches of the child trafficking ring. I felt responsible for her since she had no one else to help her.She had no family or friends and she looked to me like a brother.My concerns deepened as the realization struck that I hadn't heard from Nicole in days. The last time we spoke was when I called and she informed me that she now had the company of a little girl at home.I was happy with that. At least she won't be lonely and would have someone to talk to. Even if it was just a child.I tried calling her number a few times, but it was unreachable. The bar had started to empty out, leaving only a rowdy group of girls. From the moment I arrived, I could feel their eyes on me, but I did my best to ignore their glances.As the place grew practically deserted, I couldn't help but notice o
NICOLE The police were still trying to trace Mariella’s location, yet nothing has been found. It was as if she was no longer on planet earth.I was trying to finish up another of my paintings that I had started a few days back. I was hoping to go donate it at the orphanage. These past weeks I've grown accustomed to visiting the place. Marcus came in and peeped at my work, nodding his head in approval. “You’re almost done”I smiled, “Yes I am. It just needs some finishing touches”“I'm going to the police station to see how far they've gone with the investigation, I'll be back in a few days” he said, stroking my back.“Alright. Be good” I watched Marcus leave the room, his footsteps fading away as he made his way toe find Vicky.With a sigh, I turned my attention back to my painting.Hours passed, and my painting finally took its final form.I stepped back to admire it. It was a depiction of a serene meadow, with blooming flowers and a radiant sunset in the background.I prepared to l
MARCUSAll three of us sat at the dining table, the aroma of freshly cooked waffles and sausages filling the air. I had woken up early, determined to mend the strained atmosphere with a delicious breakfast. Nicole, however, was still giving me the silent treatment, her expression somber as she pushed her food around her plate.The tension was palpable, and I could feel my own discomfort growing with each passing second. It seemed like an eternity until Vicky decided to break the ice.“Nicole," Vicky spoke up, her voice soft but pleading. Nicole looked up, her eyes meeting Vicky's gentle gaze. "Yeah?""I understand that you might be upset, but please don't take it all out on Marcus. He was just trying to help me”Nicole let out a sigh and muttered, "Don't worry about it. We're cool." But her dismissive tone revealed that she wasn't cool at all. She finished eating in silence, abruptly standing up from the table and leaving me and Vicky behind.Vicky let out a disappointed sigh, her ta
MARCUSRight now me and Nicole were sitting next to each other, and Mia was sitting across from us at the station. There was this barricade thing separating us.Nicole, being her stubborn self, had insisted that we take care of Mia's kid. And I had no choice but to go along with it. What else could I do? Nicole can be pretty persuasive when she wants to be.“Thank you both so much for forgiving me and forgetting the past. I don’t know how else I can thank you, but I really appreciate your effort” Mia clasped her hands together. Her nose was a bit swollen due to her condition, she was probably in her third Trimester while Nicole was in her second.“It’s fine. We are more than happy to help” Nicole beamed at her.I nodded in agreement, offering a smile to Mia. "Absolutely, Mia. We understand that people make mistakes, and we believe in giving second chances."She reached out to touch her swollen belly. "This baby means the world to me. I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make thing
NICOLEShe did a double take. “Nicole? What a surprise. I didn't know you were coming” Well, I didn't know it was going to be your house too. I pressed my lips together, attempting to regain composure. "Lovely home," I managed to say, glancing around at the interior."You're already drenched from the rain. Come, let me change you into a comfortable outfit," she offered, guiding me towards her room located down the hallway.So Marcus had sneaked out of the house to come to visit Vicky. I was getting closer to the answer but I didn't like how it was headed.Her room was big and painted in lavender. A cozy armchair was placed near a bookshelf. Nearby, a small vanity table displayed a collection of antique perfume bottles, a hand mirror, and a hairbrush.“You can take your seat over there” she gestured to the armchair and walked into her walk-in closet. After a moment, she emerged with this loose fitting dress and handed it to me.“Here," she said, passing me the clothes. "Put these on
NICOLE “Ms. Nicole?" the little voice called out, unsure. I looked down and recognized Ellie, the little girl I had met at the art gallery previously.What was she doing out here alone?I grinned. "Hey, Ellie. We meet again. How are you?""I'm fine. I'm so happy to see you," she smiled brightly. That was when I noticed the frame she was holding, wrapped in brown paper."What are you doing here all by yourself?"She gestured to the frame she was holding. It was a wonder how she was able to carry it alone. "Oh, I came to donate this work of art.""Really? That's so thoughtful of you," I said, holding her hands in mine and helping her carry the painting. "Come on, let's go submit it, and after that, we can get some ice cream. How does that sound?""Perfect!" she cheered. Together, we walked to the front desk, and I assisted her in signing her name before we dropped off the painting.I was still surprised that a girl of her age could come all the way to the orphanage without a guardian.
NICOLE“What is he doing here?" I poked the window of my car as I saw my husband standing at the entrance of some strange house. His composure seemed anxious and though I was no detective, he looked like he was about to do something shady.A figure opened the door and it looked like it was wearing a robe. A woman? Was it Vicky??I tried to look closer but I couldn't see her face, his body language softened when she opened the door and she let him in.Marcus was with another woman."No, I can't be thinking like this." I relaxed my back in the chair as I rubbed my temples, there was no way he could be cheating, not after everything we have been through but why would he choose to hide this from me? What was the big deal that he couldn't tell me he needed to see someone at 2 am?Oh.Realization dawned on me and I kicked the ignition, I needed to get home,he could come out at any time and he was a better driver. I revved the engine and off I was. The road was free, everyone was at home