Chapter 44Willow’s throat went dry. What was the crazy woman saying?.What did she mean by Kevin ruining her? “It's all in the past now. Kevin is fighting so hard to forgive himself. He is sorry for what he did.” "I don't care! I don't!’ Hazel . Willow shrunk back at her bark. She looked crazy. For a second, Willow wondered how Kevin had gotten tangled with her in the first place. "He defiled me. He took everything from me." Hazel’s face twisted in rage. “He destroyed me!” she screamed. “I can’t function as a woman! Do you understand what that means?” Kevin who had been looking at the entire scene with fear and flinched like he had been struck. His fingers dug into his hair, his whole body curling inward. Hazel wasn’t done. She scoffed at Kevin's reaction. Like she didn't care how much she was hurting him. Willow watched Hazel scowl as she watched Kevin. “You think I didn’t try to move on?” she spat, pacing like a caged animal. “You think I didn’t want to heal? I met men, go
“I don't care what she says, I'm not leaving your side," Willow mumbled and dragged her bag back into the house. The moment Willow stepped back, she knew for a fact that she was now in enemy territory. Hazel was going to make her life a living hell and she had no doubt about that. But the most important to Willow at this time was to make sure that Kevin was safe. As if to solidify her decision, she caught sight of Kevin, slumped on the couch, his face pale and eyes hollow. He looked like a man teetering on the edge of sanity. He looked broken and lost. “Babe," she called out but he didn't say anything. He didn't acknowledge her. While Willow was still standing there, lost, Hazel sashayed down the stairs. She looked amused at the sight of Willow in the living room. “Weren't you just leaving?" She asked and then gestured at her bags, “or so you need help with these?" Willow hissed at her. “Are you so heartless that you'll leave him in this state?” Hazel looked at Kevin and sai
Willow followed Kevin out the door, her heart racing as she struggled to control the trembling in her hands. What had Kevin done? How could he tell her that she should leave him? Leave their home? “Kevin, stop!” she called after him, her voice clearly filled with desperation. He didn’t turn, his steps weren't even steady. It was as though he were walking away from more than just her. “Kevin, please!” she tried again, jogging to catch up with him. She grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her. “You have to wake up!" But Kevin shrugged and when he whipped around to face her, his eyes were distant, hollow, the warmth she once knew wasn't there, it was replaced by a chilling emptiness. “You need to think about this,” Willow urged, her voice softer now. “Think about us,.about everything we’ve been through. She’s manipulating you, Kevin. You know that, deep down. She’s not here because she loves you. She has an agenda.” Kevin’s jaw tightened, and his hands began to tremble. At first
Willow was hurt. How could Kevin think that she was Hazel's sister? Was his condition really so bad? “Kevin, don't you remember me?" She asked. Hazel looked at her quizzically, "Didn't you just say his condition is terrible? Are you going to shock him and make it worse?” She whispered. Willow saw how distraught Kevin looked. Of course she didn't want to make it worse. She had to sigh and agree that Hazel was her sister. “Of course, she's my sister,” Willow replied with a soft tone. Hazel smirked and led Kevin inside. Willow was broken. Her life had just shattered in one day. Kevin didn't remember her. His memory was fragmented. The next morning, Willow stood in the kitchen, staring blankly at the steaming cup of tea in her hands. She was worried. Kevin's mind was in shambles. He refused to go with her to therapy and Hazel was now in full control of his life. In the days since Kevin’s condition had deteriorated, Willow had been forced to play along with the pretense that she
The moment the door burst open and the paparazzi flooded in, their cameras flashing, Willow’s breath caught in her throat. Hazel had done this. No doubt about that. Even as she snapped at Willow, there was a cruel smirk on her face. The tiny bathroom became a pit of chaos, as the press people continued to shout and ask so many questions that Willow’s bead began to spin. “Who are you to Kevin?” One of the paparazzi asked as she shoved a mic in Willow's face. “Hey, get away from me!” Willow said, moving back until Kevin was right behind her. "So you came in here to mess with my husband, huh? You should be ashamed of yourself!” Hazel sneered angrily at her. “He came in here, I didn't bring him." Willow shot back. Hazel looked stunned that she was still defensive. “Why were you kissing him?” One of them asked, “are you his mistress?” Willow could barely think, her eyes darting to Kevin. Was she his mistress? Willow itched to say that she was his wife. His lawfully wedded wife. B
Willow’s breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she was struck silent, the true meaning of Monica’s words felt like it was meant to hurt her, to come down on her like a physical blow. “Or didn't you know the laws? I thought you were some sort of a lawyer," Madam Monica scoffed. Willow knew she was right. The law didn't recognize or honor any marriage with a retard. “i am not a lawyer and I don’t care about the laws,” Willow said, her voice trembling slightly. “Kevin and I love each other, and that’s what matters.” “Love? Are you kidding?" Hazel scoffed, “don't be pathetic! We all know that love doesn't matter right now. He isn't your husband.” Willow sighed. "You can throw all the rules and insults you want at me, but you can’t change that.” Monica’s lips curled into a sneer. “Love is a fleeting illusion, my dear. What Kevin needs is stability. Guidance. Someone who understands the burden of his condition, not someone who enables it.” Willow felt like she'd be physicall
Therapy had been the solution Willow had agreed to weigh Kevin. But now, she couldn't get him to come along. Hazel had gotten so far with her manipulation that Kevin only did what she wanted. That afternoon, Willow sat in the dimly lit office of Kevin's therapist. The doctor had prescribed his drugs but still, he wasn't getting any better. He still walked around like a zombie, not knowing exactly what was happening around him. “He couldn't make the visit?" The therapist asked as he looked down his glasses at Willow. “No, I have tried everything I could. He won't leave the house with me." Willow replied. But she knew quite well it was because of Hazel's influence. The therapist sighed heavily and nodded, “How's he doing?" “He’s been acting so… distant,” Willow began, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s like he’s there, but he’s not really there. He barely looks at me, and when he does, it’s like he’s trying to push me away. I don’t know what to do anymore.” The therapist n
Hazel’s eyes narrowed as Willow stood defiantly.The priest looked a little confused because never in a long time had he seen any opposition against marriage in his cathedral. “What?" He asked, a little stunned. People in the crowd gasped and looked at Willow strangely, some turning to stare at Hazel with questioning eyes but she quickly composed herself, forcing a tight smile. “You have something against this union?" He asked, surprised. Willow turned around and faced the crowd with a sly smile. “I just realized something,” she said sweetly. “I almost forgot to wish you a happy birthday, Hazel.” Everyone looked surprised and then a few clapped nervously. Most were wondering if this was why she'd interrupted the marriage. “I mean, you must feel very lucky, getting married on your special day. Isn’t that something to celebrate?” The words were polite on the surface, but it was a subtle reminder that she wasn’t going anywhere without a fight. Hazel blinked, momentarily thrown
OUTLINE 46Nova gasped in shock as her jaw dropped open while glaring at a rather shocking scenerio. Her face hardened as she just kept glaring at the lady. It was the same Anna which followed Zephyr to the restaurant. Nova began to feel uneasy within herself. She had the feeling of just grabbing her and killing her immediately but that would be too much. Nova's eyes moved from the crown of her head down to her feet, checking to see who Zephyr actually saw in her. That was when she noticed that she was wearing Zephyr's shirt. All these little notable facts piqued her suspicions, and the only thing she needed was Zephyr to finally tell her that he was in a relationship with her. She had a lot of questions reeling in her mind. She didn't understand why she had to be seeing Anna with Zephyr every time. It was quite overwhelming and too much for Nova to keep up with. She was trying too hard to vo trol her emotions and get a her act together. But the more she tried to keep quiet a
“Common zephyr, stop it, your wife Nova is waiting outside”. Tiana whispered coyly to Zephyr, who was lustfully sniffing and nuzzling her neck with desperate intensity.“Don't pay attention to her, let's have a quickie, okay”. He said in a commanding and raspy voice that seemed otherworldly. He moves his hands that laid on her exposed cleavage to his trousers, fumbling with the zipper.“I want to fuck you right now Tiana, against that door, so she can hear us”. He growled with silent anger, his breath quickening as he kissed her more aggressively.“Stop it Zephyr, at least let's hear what she has to say”. Tiana reprimanded, pushing his hands away and biting her lips seductively.“Shit, he whispered under his breath. What the hell does she want?” His eyes darkened as he hated the interruption. Hasn't she done enough? He thought within him. She betrayed him even after all the things he had done for her.He guessed the saying, once a stripper, always a stripper, was true. Don't ask him w
OUTLINE 43“The police,” Nova gasped as the police made her pull to a halt. She found herself breathing heavily as she glared at the policeman getting down from his car. “What's going to be my fate?” She muttered as sweat rolled down from her forehead despite the AC in her car. Niva began to think about a life behind bars. Maybe she was scared after all. All she could think of was how stupid she was to think that she was going to walk away after that woman had threatened that she called the police on her. The policeman held onto his handcuffs, which were lying on his belt as he slowly inched towards Nova's car. Nova fixed her eyes forward as he leaned down to her windows and knocked. Nova swallowed hard and slowly pushed her window down. “Good evening, ma'am,” the policeman greeted softly. “Good…good evening, sir,” Nova stuttered, trying to get her act together. “Your Air conditioner is on, and yet you're sweating profusely,” he highlighted, noticing that Nova was covered in
OUTLINE 43“The police,” Nova gasped as the police made her pull to a halt. She found herself breathing heavily as she glared at the policeman getting down from his car. “What's going to be my fate?” She muttered as sweat rolled down from her forehead despite the AC in her car. Niva began to think about a life behind bars. Maybe she was scared after all. All she could think of was how stupid she was to think that she was going to walk away after that woman had threatened that she called the police on her. The policeman held onto his handcuffs, which were lying on his belt as he slowly inched towards Nova's car. Nova fixed her eyes forward as he leaned down to her windows and knocked. Nova swallowed hard and slowly pushed her window down. “Good evening, ma'am,” the policeman greeted softly. “Good…good evening, sir,” Nova stuttered, trying to get her act together. “Your Air conditioner is on, and yet you're sweating profusely,” he highlighted, noticing that Nova was covered in
OUTLINE 46Nova gasped in shock as her jaw dropped open while glaring at a rather shocking scenerio. Her face hardened as she just kept glaring at the lady. It was the same Anna which followed Zephyr to the restaurant. Nova began to feel uneasy within herself. She had the feeling of just grabbing her and killing her immediately but that would be too much. Nova's eyes moved from the crown of her head down to her feet, checking to see who Zephyr actually saw in her. That was when she noticed that she was wearing Zephyr's shirt. All these little notable facts piqued her suspicions, and the only thing she needed was Zephyr to finally tell her that he was in a relationship with her. She had a lot of questions reeling in her mind. She didn't understand why she had to be seeing Anna with Zephyr every time. It was quite overwhelming and too much for Nova to keep up with. She was trying too hard to vo trol her emotions and get a her act together. But the more she tried to keep quiet a
Nova gasped in shock as her jaw dropped open while glaring at a rather shocking scenerio. Her face hardened as she just kept glaring at the lady. It was the same Anna which followed Zephyr to the restaurant. Nova began to feel uneasy within herself. She had the feeling of just grabbing her and killing her immediately but that would be too much. Nova's eyes moved from the crown of her head down to her feet, checking to see who Zephyr actually saw in her. That was when she noticed that she was wearing Zephyr's shirt. All these little notable facts piqued her suspicions, and the only thing she needed was Zephyr to finally tell her that he was in a relationship with her. She had a lot of questions reeling in her mind. She didn't understand why she had to be seeing Anna with Zephyr every time. It was quite overwhelming and too much for Nova to keep up with. She was trying too hard to vo trol her emotions and get a her act together. But the more she tried to keep quiet and ignore w
Nova didn't want to tell Zephyr that she had regained her memory. She knew the risk behind doing that. It might as well attract risk from the side of Eryx. Eryx might decide to destroy Zephyr and her son. “I asked you a question,” Zephyr quickly snapped her off her thinking. “I'm sorry. What memories are you talking about?” Nova quickly denied, glaring into Zephyr's eyes. She was so good this time at lying. So it was easy to mask her emotions behind a firm expression. “Nevermind. Then I should be asking you what you're doing here, them?” Zephyr asked curiously. Zephyr wasn't so sure that Nova was being clean with him. He knew that she was hiding something from him. But he couldn't tell what it was exactly. Everything about her was pointing towards a sudden change in personality, and that was Zephyr's first guess anyway. “I need your help,” Nova replied. “I think you should be a bit more detailed. I can't just offer you help like that,” Zephyr demanded. “I need to find out
Nova slowly inched towards Zephyr's door. She took a deep breath, clearing all nervousness within her heart. For a moment, she took a while to remember everything she has done to Zephyr in the past. They were enough for him to turn his back on her anyway. She quickly summoned enough courage to face her fears and knock on Zephyr's door. She formed a fist slowly, glaring at the door. She had many thoughts rushing through her mind. But she immediately knocked on the door, ignoring every doubt that clouded her mind. She waited patiently for something to come and open the door. She knocked again, but there was no response. “Maybe he's not home,” she muttered as she made an attempt to walk away immediately. But the was opened immediately, and Xavier glared at her as she turned back to see him. Nova gasped in shock, trying to control her emotions as she glared at her son. Several thoughts went through her mind as she stared at his innocent eyes. Xavier's face was quickly lit up a
“The police,” Nova gasped as the police made her pull to a halt. She found herself breathing heavily as she glared at the policeman getting down from his car. “What's going to be my fate?” She muttered as sweat rolled down from her forehead despite the AC in her car. Niva began to think about a life behind bars. Maybe she was scared after all. All she could think of was how stupid she was to think that she was going to walk away after that woman had threatened that she called the police on her. The policeman held onto his handcuffs, which were lying on his belt as he slowly inched towards Nova's car. Nova fixed her eyes forward as he leaned down to her windows and knocked. Nova swallowed hard and slowly pushed her window down. “Good evening, ma'am,” the policeman greeted softly. “Good…good evening, sir,” Nova stuttered, trying to get her act together. “Your Air conditioner is on, and yet you're sweating profusely,” he highlighted, noticing that Nova was covered in sweat. “I