It didn’t take long for Steve to find the basement door and he heaved a heavy sigh of relief when he found it. He wished that he could get some water to splash on his face so that he could be more alert and awake, but he didn’t have the luxury of time to try and find some water. The basement door was locked … no surprise there and he put his ear to it, trying to see if he could hear any noise from inside it, but there was total silence, just as there was silence inside the house. He had known that the door would be locked, but that wasn't a problem for him because he had a paper clip attached to his bunch of keys, which he usually used to remove his SIM card from his phone. All he had to do was to pick the lock as quietly as possible and hope that he would be able to do that before anyone woke up or noticed what he was doing. He had experience in picking locks right from when he was young and ran away from home with his brother, and although he hadn't used that particular skill i
By the time Steve woke up sometime later, the sun was streaming through the trees and he could hear the crunching of leaves somewhere not far away.He froze in fear and looked around, but there was nothing to see other than trees and little shrubs. Harper and Gracie were sleeping peacefully on the ground beside him. There wasn’t much cover for them to be concealed if whoever was out there in the forest came towards where they were. Although his heart was slamming against his chest very rapidly, Steve remained quiet, hoping against hope that whoever was out there would go away. It occurred to him that it could be a hunter or someone else who could help them, but he wasn't willing to take the chance of calling out. He was glad he didn't take that chance when he heard Amanda's unmistakable voice berating and insulting someone. Not long after, Amanda and the other person or people left and everything was silent again. By this time, the sun was shining through the trees and Steve rea
The days passed agonizingly slowly and Ava fell into severe depression. She was going through utter hell and was unable to believe that this was what her life had come to.While it was true that Derek didn’t die from the gunshot wound that had managed to penetrate his chest, he remained in a coma and showed no signs whatsoever of regaining consciousness anytime soon, or even ever.He had had to go through delicate surgeries to have the bullet that, by some sheer stroke of luck, didn't hit any major organs, removed. However, some complications had arisen during surgery, and he remained in a coma.The joy and hope that flooded Ava’s entire being when her mother delivered the news that Derek was still alive, but only unconscious to her, had since ebbed away as there was no improvement in his case.As soon as he was stabilized, he was moved down to a hospital in the city where they lived, and Ava sat with him every hour of every day until a nurse came to demand that she leave to rest, and
AVA’S POV “I want a divorce.” My hands are shaking badly as I stare at the papers that my husband has just handed to me, after saying those dreaded words. Nothing could have prepared me for this … not even the fact that it is and has always been glaringly obvious that my husband is not as in love with me as I am with him. “I booked a dinner to celebrate your birthday … Your mom and sister are going to be there,” I tell him in a voice that feels like it belongs to a stranger. Maybe if I ignore those horrible words, that he just uttered, they will turn out to be a figment of my imagination. “I have to get back to the office, unfortunately. I have a very important deal to seal, so I can't come. You can still go and have dinner with my mom and Amanda. Do sign the papers and leave them on my desk. This is for the best. You’ll be well compensated.” Derek says and leaves the room abruptly, not giving me a chance to ask questions. I sink into the chair that’s nearest to me, my whole body
How can I not know the face of the woman who, as my sister-in-law has told me too many times to count, is Derek’s first and true love?Jealousy, as I have never known it before, grips me, and I feel my heart constrict as I watch the two of them laughing at something that she had said.“Oh … my God! That lying, heartless, evil, cheating bastard!” I say under my breath with blurry eyes, my chest tightening even further until it feels like I can't breathe. Finally, Derek’s strange behavior all makes sense. His ex is back after all these years and he wants to discard me like a pair of old shoes because of her. The chemistry between the two of them is as clear as day, and as I watch them, I realize that in all the years that we have been married, he has never laughed so heartily at something I said.“Oh, please! Don’t act so surprised. Did you think a handsome and rich dude like my brother was going to remain with someone like you for the rest of his life? It was only a matter of time.”
“Hello … I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself to you properly. I’m Denise, and I’m a family friend of the Turners. It’s nice to officially meet Derek’s wife. I must say that he did really well for himself. You’re a very beautiful woman.” The woman, Denise says, taking me aback. She sounds nicer than I expect.“Oh, um, well, thanks.”“It’s the truth, but you’re welcome. That aside, I have a feeling that you and I are going to be such good friends.”“Unfortunately, I’m afraid that is not going to happen. Derek served me divorce papers this evening and is hell-bent on me signing them, so I’m going to be gone soon enough.” I divulge, then immediately wish I hadn't told her that.What am I doing confiding in a total stranger about the fact that Derek wants a divorce? At my words, Denise looks shell-shocked. In the next moment though, what suspiciously looks like happiness fleets across her face for a split second, but then, it is gone as soon as it appears, leaving me to wo
Determined not to embarrass myself by losing my composure, I turn away from him and walk back to my table, my legs unsteady and my eyes swollen from unshed tears. I notice that Denise is now seated with two other men and a woman, who are all dressed in formal wear. They must be the other clients that he had talked about. Okay, so maybe he was telling the truth about the business meeting, but I still have a strong hunch that he and Denise have something going on. I can see it in the way they can't stop looking at or smiling at each other and in their general body language too.I decide to stop torturing myself and ignore them for the rest of the evening. There is no rest for me, however, because as soon as I sit down, Amanda and her mother start what they do best … which is antagonizing me in a bid to provoke and get a reaction out of me. “Barren, ugly bitch! I don’t know what my brother ever saw in you.” Amanda taunts me after several minutes have passed since I returned to th
Buzz … I receive a message on my phone. I wonder if it is going to be Derek who is checking up on me. After all, I left the restaurant crying and in shock.I dive for the phone, hoping that he has sent a reasonable explanation for what I saw. One glance at the phone screen and I see that the message is indeed from him. However, any hope that I had that he is going to explain himself dies a quick death the minute I scan the contents of the message. It reads,"Denise is pregnant. She is about to give birth to an heir for me. Our child needs a family. Sign the divorce agreement by tomorrow." A new message from Derek's phone number.If I had thought that nothing could hurt me anymore after the series of events that I have faced this day, I thought wrong. This new unwanted piece of information hits me like a ton of brick.Bile rises in my throat and I rush straight into the bathroom just in time to throw up the contents of my stomach until there's nothing left in it, at which point I beg