“Good evening. I’m here for Mr. Joel Asante. Is he around?” Thalassa said to the lady at the front desk of the Astoria Hotel.
She felt so tense that she didn’t realize she was tapping her fingers loudly on the desk until a woman standing beside her hissed and glared at her. Flashing an apologetic smile, Thalassa brought her gaze back to the receptionist who was done checking the appointment. “Yes, he is. And he’s expecting you. Suite 13. Take the elevator to the seventh floor and turn to your left.” “Thank you.” Thalassa said as she turned to go, her unease increasing with every step she took towards the elevator. Why did she feel like something was amiss? She had been sent to meet this Joel Asante by her mother in law, Linda Miller. Linda Miller had never liked Thalassa since she began dating her son, Kris Miller, and the dislike had increased even more since Kris and Thalassa got married a year ago. So today when her mother in law had called her and told her to deliver some documents and have it signed if she wanted to earn her approval, Thalassa hadn’t hesitated one bit. Maybe if she managed to earn her mother in law’s approval, then Kris would finally go back to being the man she knew. Her ringing phone cut through her thoughts. Thalassa quickly answered when she saw that it was her best friend, Karen Blade. “Lassa, are you going to do what your mother in law asked of you?” Karen asked. “Yes.” Thalassa answered. “I’m at the hotel now. But Karen, I don’t know why I feel like there’s something off.” Karen blew out a breath of exhaustion. “Lassa, I already told you that you’re overthinking things. Linda wants you to do something so simple in order to earn her approval. Don’t overthink it.” Lassa smiled. “You’re right.” Just as they ended the call, the elevator dinged, slowly parting its doors. Thalassa stepped out, heading to her left like the receptionist had said. Reaching the door with number 13 on it, she pressed the doorbell. After some seconds, she was about to press it again when the door suddenly opened to reveal a half naked man. He was only wearing blue shorts, leaving his upper body bare. Thalassa grimaced slightly as she spoke. “Mr. Joel Asante?” “At your service.” The man flashed her a smile that was surely meant to be charming. “And you must be Thalassa Miller. Please come in.” Thalassa slowly stepped into the living room of the suite. The man pointed at the couch. “Please take a seat.” She hesitated, wanting to remind him that she was just here for his signatures, but when she remembered her mother in law telling her not to annoy the man, she slowly sat down. “What can I offer you? Champagne, wine, beer?” The man asked. “I’d like nothing, thanks.” Thalassa answered, the gritted her teeth. She just wanted him to sign already so she could leave. And why wasn’t he attempting to put any shirt on? “Oh come on. Surely, just a glass of wine won’t hurt, will it?” The man insisted. This time, Thalassa didn’t bother to hide her glare. “I’m sorry, but I’m just here so you can sign these documents.” She pulled a folder from the handbag she’d brought along with her, handing it over to the man. “My mother in law, Linda Miller, said that you already know what the documents contain.” The folder was sealed, and Thalassa herself didn’t even know what was in the documents. Her mother in law had warned her not to open it, so she hadn’t dared to, not wanting to annoy her. “Hmm.” The man hummed as he took the folder from Thalassa and unsealed it, walking around the room as he looked through the document. Lassa shifted. She felt uncomfortable, especially since the man was still shirtless. And why did she feel like he was deliberately delaying. Five minutes later, just as she was getting more impatient, the doorbell rang. The man immediately went to open the door, and a second later, her husband, Kris Miller, stormed into the room. “Where is she?” He demanded in a tone that was too low not to be dangerous, his eyes hardening when he finally saw Thalassa. Thalassa instantly shot to her feet. “Kris you’re here.” She felt relieved. Maybe Kris could finally handle things from here. She walked towards Kris, wanting to hug him, but just as she got close, he placed his hand on her chest, causing her to stumble backwards. “Kris...” Lassa stared at him in shock. Before she could say anything else, Linda Miller, her mother in law, suddenly entered the room, the usual disgust on her face as she stared at Thalassa. “You traitor. After everything my family has done for you, this is how you repay us?” Before Thalassa could even think, a hot slap was delivered to her cheek. Thalassa clutched her cheek, staring at her mother in law in shock. “Mrs. Miller...what...what are you talking about?” Linda Miller scoffed. “Don’t you dare try to act like you don’t know what I’m talking about. Since you and my son got married a year ago, you’ve been stealing from us, embezzling millions from our company with the help of this man who’s obviously your lover.” Thalassa’s head spun. What was happening? “But...but mother in law, you were the one who sent me here. You sent me to have this man sign some documents. So what are you talking about?” She turned to look at Kris, her heart squeezing at the accusing look in his eyes. “Kris, I don’t know this man, I promise. I haven’t even met him before. Please believe me. Your mother was the one who sent me here to give some documents to him to sign.” “You’re so shameless. You dare try to implicate me?” Linda said, then turned to Kris who still had a stoic expression on his face as he stared at Thalassa. “Son, why don’t you go and see what’s inside those documents.” Kris walked towards Joel and snatched the folder from his hand. His eyes darkened the more he read through the documents. When he finally looked up at Thalassa, his gaze was even more colder than before. So cold that she felt frozen. Her desperation shooting through the roof, she forced herself to move towards him and took the folder from his hands. Her hands trembled as she read parts of the documents. It was all about discretely moving money to overseas bank accounts and everything that was obviously fraud. Thalassa’s eyes burned with tears as she shook her head, finally realising what was happening. She’d been set up. Her mother in law had set her up! “Kris, I didn’t know what documents were in the folder, I swear!” she declared, trying to grab his hand but he jerked it away. “Your mother told me not to unseal it so I didn’t. Please, you have got to believe me. I would never–” “Shut up!” Kris snapped, startling her into silence. “Shut the fuck up! Enough with your lies!” He stepped closer, glaring into her eyes. “Just when I think you can’t disappoint me any further, you make me realise that you’re much worse than I thought. You disgust me.” His words were like a slap, leaving Thalassa stunned. Just as her mind was still struggling to process everything, she heard her mother in law call out, “Come in, officers.” Thalassa’s eyes widened as two police officers walked into the room. She looked at Kris. Surely, he wouldn’t allow for her to be arrested like some common criminal, would he? She got her answer a second later when Kris coldly declared, “Officers, take them away.”Tears streamed down Thalassa’s face as one of the officers stepped behind her and took her hands, placing her wrists in cuffs. She stared pleadingly at Kris, hoping he would realize his mistake and save her from this humiliation, but he merely stared at her with nothing but coldness as she was led out of the room.As if this humiliation wasn’t enough, when they got outside, several reporters instantly rushed towards her, flashing cameras as they came.“Thalassa, is it really true that you married Kris Miller all for his money?”“How do you feel after your theft was discovered?”Thalassa had never felt this humiliated in her life, with people staring at her and reporters asking all sorts of questions as she was led into the police car.“Wait! Please, this is a mistake. I’m innocent. You’ve got to believe me,” she pleaded with the police officer who led her into the holding cell.The officer laughed as he locked the gate to the cell. “That’s what they all say. You really should’ve thoug
Thalassa’s hands shook as her eyes repeatedly ran over the bold words: DIVORCE AGREEMENT.Agreement? She certainly didn’t remember sitting down to talk about anything. This surely had to be a mistake.She turned her panicked eyes to the lawyer. “Is this a joke?”“I don’t remember ‘comedian’ being in my job description, Miss Thompson,” the lawyer said, sounding offended.“Then what is this?” Thalassa demanded, her voice louder than she intended, laden with frustration.The lawyer’s nostrils flared as he looked around at the people staring at them. “It’s exactly what you’re looking at, Miss Thompson. Kris wants a divorce.”Thalassa noted how he kept referring to her by her maiden name, as if she and Kris were already divorced.The lawyer took a step closer. “Look, don’t make this complicated. You’re lucky to be walking away with just a divorce. You could’ve spent several years rotting in jail. You should be thankful to Kris that he convinced his mother to drop the charges.”Just like th
The hall turned silent. So silent that you could hear a pin drop as everyone stared at Thalassa in shock, but the only reaction she cared about was Kris’s.His nostrils flared, his eyes widening as if demanding to know if she was telling the truth.“Yes,” she nodded earnestly. “It’s true. I found out yesterday. That’s why I called you so many times; I wanted to give you the good news, but you never picked up. And when I texted, saying I had something important to tell you, that’s what I wanted to share.”Her breath caught as she gauged Kris’s reaction, anxiously waiting for his response. His eyes scanned her face as if looking for any hint of lying, his gaze turning conflicted.Just as Thalassa began to think that he believed her, his mother appeared. “Son, you can’t possibly believe anything that comes out of this whore’s mouth after everything she has done. She’s lying! She’s obviously telling you this so that you won’t divorce her.”“I am not lying!” Thalassa declared fiercely. “Wh
“Isn’t that Thalassa Thompson?” “No way! The gold-digger who married Kris Thompson for his money?” “Yeah. She also cheated and had been stealing from him the whole time they were married.” “Yes, I heard about it. Poor man. He married her despite her low-class status only for her to betray him like that. But wasn’t she arrested?” “Both of you shut up this instant! How many times must I warn you not to gossip about our patients, especially in front of them?” Thalassa slowly opened her eyes but closed them instantly when bright lights attacked them. Blinking to adjust to the lights, she finally opened her eyes to find three women hovering over her. They were dressed in healthcare overalls. Two looked to be nurses, and the other looked to be a doctor. “She has woken,” one of the nurses observed, and they all focused on her. “Finally,” the one who looked to be a doctor said, then flashed a small smile at Thalassa. “How are you feeling, dear?” Bracing her hand on the
Earlier that morning..."We did it, Mrs. Miller!" Karen Blade squealed excitedly like a child.Linda Miller, on the other hand, simply smiled. "Yes. We finally managed to kick that social climber out of my son's life. This deserves a toast."Picking up the bottle of expensive wine, she poured it into the two glasses on the serving tray. She usually would have called one of the servants to do it for her, but she didn't want anyone listening in on her conversation with Karen.Once each had a glass in hand, they clinked them together in a toast. Linda brought her glass to her lips elegantly and took a sip of the wine, enjoying the taste of victory. Some would say it was too early to drink wine, but sometimes, you just had to make exceptions.Karen sighed blissfully. "Oh, Mrs. Miller, I honestly thought we would never see this day. After everything we did so that Kris wouldn't marry her, he still went ahead and married her. I thought he would never leave her."The night before Kris and Th
Two days later...“You're being discharged today, Thalassa. You can go home now,” the doctor announced.Thalassa sat up with a sigh. Was she crazy for wishing she could spend a few more days at the hospital? It seemed so much better than going out to face her new reality. But she knew she eventually had to.She forced a smile for the doctor's sake. “Thank you, doctor. I'm so happy that I'm finally being released."The doctor's expression dropped a little, and she bit her lip before adding, “Uh... So, since nobody has been here to sign you out, you'll have to take care of the bills before leaving.”Thalassa let out another sigh. Did they think she was helpless without her ex-husband?“I know that, doctor. Like I said, I'll take care of the bills.”When she was ready to leave, she was taken to settle the accounts. Her eyes widened when she saw her total bill. The amount she had to pay for her three-day stay in the hospital was simply outrageous, even with insurance.She took a deep brea
“Your...your daughter?” Thalassa blinked, staring at the woman with her brows furrowed in confusion. “Ma'am, are you looking for your daughter? Is that why you're wandering alone?”But her questions seemed to fall on deaf ears. The woman began running her hands all over her—her face, her arms, her hair.“It’s you. It’s really you. Oh, thank you, God. I knew you would bring her to me.”Thalassa was increasingly weirded out by the woman's touches, but that was the least important thing right now. She needed to call the police to take the kidnapper away.She endured the old lady’s odd touches as she pulled out her phone, but before she could dial 911, the kidnapper suddenly jerked up from the ground with a groan.Thalassa immediately pulled the old lady behind her, posing defensively as she narrowed her eyes at the man.“I called the police while you were passed out. They're going to be here any moment, so you don't have time,” she warned.She fisted her hands, expecting the man to attac
Zeke took in the tense posture of Thalassa and her fisted hands, immediately realizing that she was afraid that he was going to hurt her.“Hi." He said it calmly and casually, hoping that would calm her tension.It didn't.“What do you want? How did you know that I was staying at this motel?” She questioned me gruffly.“Damn, relax. I'm not here to cause any trouble.” Zeke said, raising his arms in a peace gesture. “I just came here to apologize for how I behaved with you last night. I was very rude to you, even though you didn't deserve it. My grandma told me about how you saved her from a kidnapper, and I wanted to thank you for that. I'm so sorry for how I behaved.”The tension in Thalassa's shoulders eased a bit. “Well, I'm glad you realized your mistake, but next time, try not to project your own irresponsibilities on other people."The man stiffened, and for a moment, Thalassa thought he was offended, but a smile soon tipped the corners of his lips. It was a beautiful smile.“Yo
Karen paced the living room like a storm brewing in a too-small teacup, her arms folded tightly across her chest. She shot a glare toward her mother's lawyer who sat calmly with his briefcase beside him, waiting.“I don’t understand,” Karen snapped. “You’re already here, so why aren’t you reading the will? In fact, why do we even need to read it? I was her only daughter. I'm sure she's giving everything to me anyway.”Mr. Sawyer adjusted his glasses. “Ms. Blade, I ask for your patience. There is one more person who needs to be present before I proceed.”Karen’s nose wrinkled as she tilted her head. “What are you talking about? Who else could possibly need to be here?”As if on cue, the doorbell echoed through the house. Karen’s lips thinned, her irritation clear.“I’ll get it,” Bridget murmured, hurrying toward the door. Moments later, the click of heels and a deep, familiar voice caused Karen to freeze.Kris stepped inside first, his hand resting protectively on Thalassa’s lower back
As Thalassa stepped down, the room was filled with sniffles and silent tears. Though she wasn't crying, the devastated look on her face and her touching words brought tears to everyone's eyes. All except for Karen, who was glaring at her from across the aisle.The somber mood in the chapel persisted as Bridget stood up and walked to the altar.“You were my boss,” Bridget began, her voice breaking slightly, “but also my best friend. A person with the rarest heart—one who could make anyone feel seen and valued.”She paused, swallowing back the lump in her throat. “You loved with your whole being. That’s who you were. To lose you… is to lose a light in this world. But I take solace in knowing you're at peace now, somewhere you can finally rest after all the pain life threw your way. You'll never be forgotten, dear madam.”The room was silent, save for the occasional muffled sobs of mourners. When Bridget sat down, the priest returned to the altar, gesturing for everyone to bow their head
“You signed Mum’s death sentence. It’s your fault she’s dead!”Karen’s tear-streaked face twisted in raw pain as she turned to Thalassa, her voice rising like a jagged knife.“That's not true!” She shouted, her hands shaking. “I didn’t know this would happen! How could I have known?”Thalassa’s eyes narrowed, her body trembling with barely restrained fury. Before she could speak, Kris stepped behind her, his jaw tight.“So it is true, Karen?” he asked, each word laced with disbelief. “You told Linda it was your mother who gave me the evidence? What the hell were you thinking?”Karen’s lips quivered, and she stumbled over her words. “I didn’t mean to! It just… slipped out while we were talking. I couldn’t take it back!”Thalassa let out a bitter laugh that was chilling to the bone. “Oh, I’m sure that’s the excuse you told yourself to sleep at night,” she snapped. “But we both know the truth. You knew exactly what you were doing. You were scared Linda would come after you, so you decide
Karen gripped the steering wheel tightly as she drove, her frustration building with every mile. It had been three days since her mother last called her.Since the day she told her mother that she didn't want anything to do with her, the woman would call at least twice a day. But she'd gone three days without doing so, and it was grating on Karen's nerves.Had she given up already? Karen was damned if she would allow that.Right now, she was driving to her mother’s house, but she wasn't going there to reconcile. She just wanted to remind her of her betrayal and make her beg for her affections again.Pulling up to the gate, she frowned. The gate didn’t open like it always did. She waited a moment, growing impatient before honking the horn. Nothing. Annoyed, she picked up her phone and dialed Bridget’s number. “Why is the gate locked?” she demanded when Bridget answered. “And why isn’t anyone opening it?” Bridget’s voice was quiet, but the exhaustion in it was evident. “Because no
The room was quiet for a moment after the doctor’s announcement. Juana’s eyes glistened with tears as she looked up at him. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Thank you so much.”Upon waking up and being unable to move her legs immediately, she'd truly been terrified, but this had given her so much hope.The doctor gave her a kind smile. “You’re a fighter, Ms. Juana. But remember, no stress. Rest if your head feels heavy. If it worsens, inform us immediately.”Juana nodded as tears spilled down her cheeks. Thalassa and Luisa exchanged a glance before speaking in unison, their voices filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Doctor.”He nodded again and excused himself, leaving the three women alone. Luisa and Thalassa moved to either side of Juana’s bed. Luisa gently placed her hand over hers. “I’m so happy to see you awake and well,” she said softly, her voice filled with relief.Thalassa bit her lip. “Juana, I can’t tell you how grateful I am that you saved my
Thalassa’s hands trembled at her sides as her furious words hung in the air. The weight of what she had just said, what she had admitted she wanted to do, filled the room with shock.Luisa placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, her voice trembling with worry. "Thalassa... please don’t talk like that. You don’t mean it." But Thalassa’s cold, unwavering gaze shot through her. "I mean every word," she bit out, her voice low and steely. "I want to kill her. I would be doing the world a favor by getting rid of someone as vile as Linda Miller. She’s a waste of a human being." Luisa swallowed hard, unease crawling up her spine. She had seen Thalassa enraged before, but never this murdurous rage. It scared her. "I know you’re upset," Luisa said, her voice soft but firm. "You have every right to be angry, but this isn’t you. You’re not a murderer, Lassa. You’re nothing like Linda Miller." Thalassa shrugged off Luisa’s hand with a sharp jerk. Her jaw tightened, and her eyes burned with fu
Thalassa buried her face in Kris’s chest, her sobs muffled against his shirt. His arms wrapped tightly around her.She clung to him, trembling, her mind screaming against the reality she didn’t want to accept. Rita was truly gone. The door creaked open, and Kris lifted his head. The doctor entered, followed by a nurse. This time, he didn’t ask them to leave. Instead, he approached Rita’s still form, his expression solemn as he checked her vitals. After a moment, the doctor straightened and glanced at the nurse. His voice was steady as he said, "Time of death: 7:21 AM." The words felt like a punch to Thalassa’s chest, knocking the air from her lungs. Her knees threatened to buckle, but Kris tightened his grip, holding her upright. The doctor turned to her, his face filled with sympathy. "I’m very sorry for your loss," he said softly. "It happened quicker than I expected. I’ll prepare the death certificate and arrange for her body to be transferred to the morgue whenever you’re
At Rita's revelation, Kris swallowed hard against the tightness in his throat. He thought he should feel shock or anger, but he didn't feel that. Not even disappointment. All he felt was a crushing sadness and a hollow ache in his chest that made it hard to breathe. Deep down, he'd known. He'd known his mother was behind it.But had it been too much to wish for his mother to prove not to be a monster for once? How far was Linda going to go? His jaw tightened as he looked down at Rita's frail form, her skin pale and her breaths shallow."I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking under the weight of his guilt. He stepped closer to Rita, his hand hesitating before lightly brushing against hers. "I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve this. None of this." His throat burned as he forced the words out. "I promise you, I’ll get justice for you." Rita’s eyes fluttered open slightly, her gaze cloudy yet still warm. She gave him the faintest smile, her voice a faint rasp as she whispered, "Wha
Thalassa sat in the hard, plastic chair by the wall in Rita’s ICU unit, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The sterile scent of disinfectant filled her nostrils, but she barely noticed it anymore. Her eyes were fixed on the frail figure lying in the hospital bed. Rita was surrounded by machines—a heart monitor that beeped steadily, an IV drip that fed her weakened body, and a nasal cannula that provided oxygen through thin, clear tubes resting against her pale face. She had always been so strong, so full of life. Seeing her like this, so still and vulnerable, made Thalassa’s chest ache. The machines keeping her alive felt intrusive, cold, and mechanical—so unlike the warm, loving woman who had been her pillar through so much. She rubbed her tired eyes. She hadn't slept a wink since last night, but sleep was the last thing on her mind. Her gaze darted back to Rita every few moments, desperate for any sign of movement. Nothing. A soft knock came at the door, pulling her from