"Where are you going to?" Dante asked Andrea."I'm returning home. Came to work and felt a slight headache, so I might miss work for today" she lied and feigned being weak.Dante worriedly and hurriedly checked her pulse and as his hand was on her forehead as he checked it, their eyes locked into each other's.There was something definitely going on with him and regardless of how much he wanted to hide it, he couldn't do so in her presence.He had told his assistant to stay back while he went over to her when they had seen her walking out of the bookshop.Why had she been on her way to leave today of all days that he was about to set her free from the worry that had been burdening her. Why had she been walking out dejectedly.He had thought she was worrying because of what might have happened at home but hearing that she might be sick, his heart beat intensified. How could she be sick, today of all days.Andrea retreated in her steps, breaking free from his hand which he had placed on
Niklas watched as Dante Daniel walked in.A surge of anger sparked within him towards him. "He is Dante Daniel?" He asked his secretary, still surprised a young man like him was the almighty Dante everyone spoke about with an untold reverence."Yes sir" he replied with excitement which caused Niklas to scowl and him reverb back into his shell and his stoic expressionless face. He had a scoff etched all over his face as Dante approached him further.He was something. He has taken his time to read his biography after he had seen the request he had made before he accepted the collaboration proposal, and he had been wowed but wouldn't let that show as that feeling for him had been suppressed by the anger he felt from the disrespect of his condition.Hold the collaboration at the bookshop when he had already made plans of having it at the company headquarters? That was an insult to him and the authority he possessed.How could he, who had been successful by luck make such demands from hi
The sounds of people screaming Dante's name did not fail to fill Andrea's ears.She wanted to dismiss it as the voice of few of his die hand fans but it seemed impossible as the noise was getting too much, almost as if he were a celebrity. "You're ready ma'am" the makeup artist said to her and her attention was called back from her realm of thoughts.Some of the ladies by the side ogled at her. She looked so pretty not because the ladies by the side were saying so.She bodied the dress. Dante's assistant had made a nice finding when he had said that she would fit into the dress perfectly because that was what she had done."You look so pretty ma'am. Your eyes too. They fit the theme of the dress so well. Nena used a light makeup on your face but you still look so gorgeous. You're a living goddess" oke of the women went on to compliment.Andrea smiled at her, shy and not knowing what to say.She could see it too. How pretty she was, her permed hair, the dress, the light make-up and b
What Andrea was witnessing wasn't what she had imagined that she would see.No, she hadn't thought about Dante helping her out to advertise the bookshop, she hadn't even known that he was a celebrity to begin with.Seeing the people drag lines in front of the book keeper and his assistant came as a surprise to her. Did Dante hold such powers or was she just seeing things."Who is he?" She muttered to one of the models that were still backstage with her, peeping at the hall from a side of the window."He is Dante Daniel, you don't know?"the woman asked.Andrea nodded her head in the negative."He is very famous and has more than 20 million followers in all of his social Media accounts combined. People say that he came to the country to find a wife while some argue that it was for another reason. Whatever it truly is,we are not sure yet but many ladies have vowed to shoot their shots at him" she ended and took a few steps back to her mirror to adjust her dress.Andrea continued to stand
The surprise in Andrea's eyes was very visible. It could not be hidden. The books had all been sold out. Not even a single copy of a book was left in the bookshop.She was perplexed, happy and at the same time, the feelings of nostalgia could not be hidden from her face.But along the happy thoughts of being able to sell out the bookshop, realizing more than the target amount she had been given, she felt sad.This meant that she would have to stay at home from then onwards. The month was almost over, she would be bored as hell in the house and only the books she purchased before would comfort her in her times of quiet.She hadn't started living such life but she could already foretell how it would make her look like, watching others leave the house while she'd stay back as a housewife."Ma'am. All the books for sold out!! Even the ones we had in the storage warehouse. Many people ordered for numerous copies, I'm beyond surprised. Since I started working here, something of this sort ha
"oh my Andrea, the dress suited you perfectly!!" Xyrielle praised immediately Andrea entered the house."I saw you on TV. You looked so majestic in that dress and oh, your makeup" she said and stared at her face that still had the makeup on." It made you look so beautiful like a new bride getting wedded to the love of her life. It made you look like the queen of a kingdom. Like a rare star, a rare fashionista emerging from the streets of Paris!!" Xyrielle continued to praise and Andrea smiled as she did so.Her excitement could not be contained and she happily chatted what she felt to her, joining her as she walked over to her room." Can I take a photo with you please?" She asked and Andrea bent down to reduce her height to reach hers.Xyrielle took a few selfies before she followed her to enter the room."Your room looks so beautiful" she praised again and Andrea surprisingly looked at her."You've not been here before?" She asked."Not really. Uncle doesn't let anyone come into hi
Andrea's eyes darted across the walls of her sterile room, the stark white of the walls a harsh contrast to the chaos she felt within her. Dante had gone, while she was still asleep, she remembered hearing her aunt's sharp voice in the afternoon , insisting he left as a man was not permitted to be the best friend of a married woman. She had scoffed at her archaic notion but had been too weak to open her eyes nor argue. As her eyes continued to wander helplessly across the room, Andrea couldn’t help but ponder how she might have wronged the universe to be born into such a cruel fate. Lost in her thoughts, she was startled by the sound of the door opening. A young woman walked in, almost Andrea's age, if not older, but with a smaller frame. "The doctor said that you lost your baby" the girl said to her. Her voice bearing no emotions or pity for what she might be feeling.They had achieved their aims afterall." If I'm to give you an advice, I'll say you divorce Niklas" she continued
Was there anything less dignifying than searching for your own underwear? For Andrea, this morning seemed to be the most embarrassing of her life. She had woken up with a splitting headache which she felt from the events of the other day. It had to be her worst day because that was what it was.In the morning of it, she had witnessed her step mother vomiting blood. No one had wanted to tell her what was wrong, not even her father but after she had promised her step brother a treat, the chatterbox had gone on to tell her that she was in the third stage of Cervical Cancer. It had advanced to the third stage and she couldn't get treatment, well it was obvious why. They were stark poor and lacked the necessary funding required for treatment, so they had been keeping it from her to make her not worry or take up more part time jobs, to the number of ones she already had. Then later in the afternoon, still processing the devastating news she had heard in the morning, she had been laid off