Blurb. " You kept my son from me for five years?" Alexander's voice cracked with disbelief , anger radiating off him as he towered over Daniela.She squared her shoulders, though her hands trembled. " I didnt think it mattered back then. I was nothing to you Alexander . Just a distraction- a side chick you could forget the moment I walked out of your life". " That's not fair !" He snapped , his jaw tightening . " You knew what my life was like. I didnt...." " You didnt think about me did you?" She interrupted her voice rising. " After that one night, you moved on as if nothing happened. But i was left with something i couldn't ignore- our son". Alexander froze his piercing gaze searching hers . " You could have come back. You could have told me" . " I tried!" Daniela shot back her voice breaking. " But when i saw you again, you were with her - the perfect fiancee , the love of your life. I realised I'd just be a complication in your already perfect world ". " You don't get to make that choice for me,"he said, his voice low and trembling with restrained fury. " I deserve to know . Noah deseves to know who is father was". Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. " Maybe I was wrong , but i didn't want my child growing up feeling unwanted ... like i was nothing more than a mistake to you ".
View MoreThe hospital was colder than Christiana expected. The sterile scent of disinfectant filled her nostrils as she walked down the hallway,holding Praise against her chest. Each step felt heavier than the last, the weight of her fears pressing deeply on her like a force in her chest. She had barely slept the night before and the dark circles under her eyes was evidence. Her heart pounded in her chest as She reached the paediatric specialist office,her grip on Praise tight on her shoulder. A nurse at the reception beamed smiles at her. “ Good morning. Do you have an appointment with the doctor?”. Christiana's throat felt empty but she managed, but she managed to nod. “ Yes, with Dr. Bernard . My daughter , She needs to be checked immediately”. She said, panicking. The nurse looked at Praise, her gaze softening before she headed towards the waiting area. “ You can have a seat. The doctor will attend to you shortly”. Christiana sat down,rocking Praise gently. The baby rema
The sun cast a golden glow over the Dane mansion as family members and close friends gathered for the child's naming ceremony. Family's and well wishes gathered in clusters,their laughter filling the air. Christiana sat quietly in a corner , her baby cradled in her arms. The soft hum of prayers filled the air,blending with the occasional cooing of the baby in Christian's arms. She sat elegantly in a white lace dress, her face glowing with a mixture of exhaustion and joy. Despite the stress from childbirth,She was determined to embrace this movement,the day her child would be given a name. Alexander stood beside her,his expression unreadable. He had barely spoken to Christiana since she gave birth. His interactions with her were polite but distant, a reminder that their marriage was more than obligations than love. Yet, as he looked at his daughter,there was something almost tender in his eyes.Her daughter, tiny and fragile ,barely moved. While most babie
Daniela sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the phone in her trembling hands. The screen was cracked,and the device itself felt heavier than it should be. It held all the memories she wishes she could clear off. The messages, the threats, the humiliation, it was all in there. Every piece of evidence that tied her to the darkest moment's of her sister's suffering. She clenched her fists,her nails digging into her palms as she tried to think about her next move. She had buried Melanie deep in the second street, codely so that no one would hold her responsible. She thought of going back there to bury the phone but a thought dawned on her. What if someone found the phone? What if the police caught her? What if Richard , that monster stiĺl had some hold over her in death? Her first thought had been to bury the phone alongside her sister. She had even placed it in a small bag, ready to return to the grave that night and drop it in. But as she sat there,
Daniela sat in the dim lit room,her hands trembling as she stared at Melanie's lifeless body. The weight of what had just happened surprised her like an unbearable force. Her heart pounded in her chest, as the realisation that her sister was gone dawned on her. Tears filled in her eyes but she quickly wiped them away. There was no time to mourn. She had to think. She had to act. If anyone found Melanie like this,they would assume she had something to do with her death. The police wouldn't listen to her explanations. A girl found dead in her own home, with only one other person present? She would be the primary suspect. And once they discovered the letter Melanie had written- the letter that revealed secrets too dark too dark to ever be exposed- her life will be ruined. She couldn't let that happen. Daniela took a deep breath,forcing herself to think clearly. There was only one solution: She had to get rid of the body. She looked at the time it was 9: 47 pm. She
The dim light of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room as Melanie sat on the edge of her bed, holding the pen so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her hands trembled as she stared at the blank sheet of paper in front of her, her mind filled with thoughts too heavy to bear.How did things end up like this?The news had broke her down. Her nudes were out there for the world to see. There was no coming back from this. And the HIV? It was a twist of fate, a punishment she never saw coming. There was nothing left for her here.She swallowed hard, forcing herself to write, each word feeling like a nail driven into the coffin she had built for herself.“Daniela,By the time you read this, I’ll be gone. I don’t want you to blame yourself for anything. This was my decision.But before I go, there’s something you need to know. Something you’ve never been told. You and I… we’re not really sisters. I was never your real sister.Your mother found me in a dustbin when I was j
Melanie layed lazily on her bed,staring at the ceiling,her chest rising and falling in slow uneven breath.The world outside felt harsh and unreal. The weight of everything she had endured over the past few weeks pressed heavily on her chest. She had barely touched her food all day, and the silence of the room felt suffocating. Her phone had been buzzing for hours, but she had ignored it. Outside the sitting room, She could hear the strange sound of the television in the room where Daniela was watching the evening news. The brightening lights from the screen cast faint shadows through the small gap beneath Melanie's door. Suddenly, a loud, piercing scream disturbed the air. “Melanie!”The panic in Daniela's voice sent a huge fear in Daniela's body. Her heart pounded extremely as she sat up, Frozen in place.“ Melanie!” Daniela's voice called out again,desperate and filled with horror. Melanie's breath left her. Something was terribly wrong. But she did
The first pain came suddenly, it was a sharp stabbing one that shot through Christiana's lower abdomen, forcing her to tighten her arm around the couch. She breathed heavily,as she pressed a hand on her belly. Something was wrong. She had been feeling discomfort all morning, but this particular one hit differently. The pain was unbearable, and hard to bear. Her fingers dug into the fabric of the couch as she breathed heavily. She had been counting down the days,mentally preparing herself for this moment. But she didn't expect it to be so soon now. Not long after, her best friend walked in. “ Christiana are you Okay?”Naomi her closest friend, rushed over fear itching her skin as she saw her best friend in pain. Christiana tried to speak,but another contraction seized her, sharper and more intense than before. Her breathing became ragged as she held her belly, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. “ I … think it's time”, She managed to whisper, her voice
Desmond sat in the hospital waiting room,tapping his foot impatiently against the white- tiled floor. He had always hated hospitals,the weird smell,the bright lights, the quiet murmurs of sick people waiting for answers they didn't want. But today,he was here out of purpose. He was here to prove a point. His jaw tightened as he recalled the look in her eyes the last time they met. She was hiding something from him, but he was so sure that he felt that Melanie was using Hiv to cover up to avoid the Deal. “ Mr. Desmond cole?” He looked up at the nurse standing in the doorway, Clipboard in hand. With a cocky smile,he rose to his feet and followed her into the examination room. The doctor, an old man with grey hair, greyed him with a nod. “ You are here for a Hiv test right?” “ Yeah”. Desmond's voice was steady, almost bored. “ It's just to know if I have it or not”. The doctor raised an eyebrow but didn't say a word. Instead, he pulled out a testing kit , expl
Melanie stepped out of the hospital doors, the evening breeze brushing against her skin. She held the small paper bag of medication in her hands as if holding onto it tightly would make the weight of her diagnosis easier to bear. The doctors had assured her that with proper treatment,She could live her normal life but nothing felt normal to her anymore. Daniela walked beside her in silence,her arms crossed and her face unreadable. It had been like this ever since the test results came out. No screaming at the top of her voice,no blame, just a heavy silence that crushed Melanie more than any words could. They reached the car and Daniela finally spoke. “ Did the doctors explain how often you need to take them?” . Melanie nodded,holding the bag even tighter. “Everyday. No missing doses”. Daniela took a deep breath and unlocked the car,getting into the driver's seat while Melanie slid into the passenger's side. The ride home was calm and quiet except
Daniela stood in the grand lobby of a four-star hotel, the air thick with the scent of wealth and exclusivity. Marble floors gleamed beneath Crystal chandeliers, reflecting a world she had once dreamed of but had long since left behind . Her fingers trembled as she clung a folder with the DNA test results that showed proof of the truth she had kept hidden all these years . She wasn't here to admire the opulence, nor was she the same woman who had once been captivated, then cast aside by a billionaire. Today, she was here to confront Alexander Dane.She had rehearsed this moment countless times in her mind, but nothing prepared her for the sight of him stepping into the room. Alexander Dane . The man she once loved , who single handedly tore her family apart with a ruthless business takeover. She hadn't seen him in five years, he knew nothing about her or her whereabouts . Yet ,he looked exactly as she remembered, lean and tall ,dressed in a dark, tailored suit t...
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