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Cynthia groggily opened her eyes, blinking as she tried to block the sun rays from entering her eyes. She took a moment to let her eyes adjust, staring at the curtain, wondering why it looks so strange and familiar at the same time. She kept staring at the curtain till it finally dawned on her that it wasn't her curtain back at home: it was Paul's curtain. As if to confirm her suspicion, she finally felt the heavy arm lying across her back. She recognized that pose anywhere, it was a pose she loved and seeked even in sleep.
She had spent the night at Paul's house!!! (Mental scream)
She threw her head around, beating herself up for staying in the house of her enemy.
Enemy? Pish! Don't pretend you're not excited!
The voice she had been trying to ignore for years whispered.
She squeezed her mouth as she thought of what to do in the situation she found herself.
What you should be asking yourself is what you did la
Writer's povEsther paced the small garden, while Chris was seated reading the newspaper. He would take his eyes off the paper to look at his wife, concerned that she was bothered by her dream and more by her conversation with their son. The beautiful garden located at the back of their large house was filled with beautiful birds, all of which kept singing one song or the other, making a testament to the beautiful morning and the beautiful New York weather. If only they could pass the peace they felt to Esther so she could stop worrying about the dream she had."Would you stop pacing? I feel like I could faint any moment." He folded his newspaper and tried again to get her to sit, but just like the other times, she ignored him."I can't. I had that dream three days in a row, three days in a row, Chris!" She gave him a hysterical glare and he shook his head."It doesn't mean anything." He knew it meant something, but all he wanted that moment was for
VeronicaMy heart felt heavy for no reason as I walked into Cship's building. Missing work the other was something I hadn't planned and I wondered what exactly I had missed. The clicking sound of my black pumps got Bob, the security, looking my way. He threw a smile my way, as I said a quick greeting before I dumped the ring donuts I bought for him."You definitely know how to spoil a man." He said, his eyes practically flooding the tasty treats as he opened the box to take a look."I'm sure you wish your wife was more like me, right." I teased, smiling mischievously."Wanna know a better wish?" He waved me closer so he could tell say something, "I wish there was a time machine now that would take me back, so I could wait till you came." He whispered into my ears and I laughed, enjoying our banter."Well, I'll leave you to it." I winked as I drew back, walking towards the lift."I'll do justice to it, I might even give the new guy when he co
Veronica"Wait... Wait.." I paced the length of his office, acting like I was thinking, " I think I know why you gave Miles the promotion now. If you could have threatened to kill him one moment, only to promote him the next, then I wonder what Miles knows." It was the way Evans got out of the seat and slammed his hands loudly on the desk, displacing some contents on the floor."Don't you dare!" He spat, his eyes bulging out of its sockets as he tried to stare me down. "Or else!""You'll fire me?" I supplied, not scared at all. "Don't worry, I quit. No way will I remain in the employ of a sexist like you!""Get out of my office!" He yelled back at me, spittle flying out of his mouth."Not until I say my piece. You promoted Miles because he knew of your affair with Gina, didn't you?" I asked on my loudest voice, ready to bring this house down. If the people wanted gossip, tell me who I was not to supply it."You don't have any proof!" He spat
Writer's povDiana had finally calmed down enough to rest. Immediately her daughter had brought her into the room, she had laid her down to rest on the bed, while telling her all will be well."Don't worry, they would fix the vase and it would be as good as new." Her daughter said, giving her a full grin.It had been nice to listen to her daughter ramble till she fell asleep. Even now, she was still sleepy, something that she attributed to her pregnancy. She wasn't able to go to the shop the other day and she had people who had booked orders down. She considered, not for the first time, hiring someone who could help her at the bakery, but after having been stolen from but in money and in machinery, by the last person she employed, the idea didn't seem as catchy as it should have been."Baby, are you okay now." Mark asked when he entered the room. He looked around the room, searching for their daughter. "Where's Cherry?""I don't know, I fell
Writer's povBainbridgeImmediately Jameson dropped the call, he went into the room he had been about to enter before his daughter called him. He kept it at the back of his mind to call his daughter later during the day, when he was less busy. He heard the loneliness in her voice when she called him, and he would have dealt with it by talking to her, but he had more important matters to address now. He gave the nurse that ushered him in a kind smile which she returned with one of her own. He walked towards the still figure on the bed, wondering why he wanted to see him.When he got the call the other day, he had been so confused as to why Cole would want to see him. He thought of every reason for Cole to seek him, wondering what he wanted from him.He stopped when he got to bed, looking down at the weak man that looked like he was using most, if not all of his strength to breathe, despite the ventilator."Cole! It's me Jameson, how are you fe
Writer's povDulce sat down enjoying the peace and tranquility of her surrounding as she watched Cherry play with Louise. The teenager was so excited, she didn't mind the heat from the hot sun. Her mind left the teenager and her surrounding as she thought back to the previous day. It still wasn't clear that Simon had died. She couldn't believe it as it felt like a dream. No, she corrected, more like a nightmare.She wondered why everything was happening to her, especially when it was supposed to be going good. She was supposed to get married to Simon, get her dream house and then raise their baby together. Remembering the baby, only made her feel sadder and more heartbroken, as she hadn't been able to tell him he was going to be a father."You're not supposed to be thinking." Philip said as he joined her on the terrace at the side of the house close to the garden."I just lost my fiance, am I not allowed to mourn? Do you all expect me to be happy immediat
Hunter's povIt's been exactly five hours, ten minutes, and seventeen seconds since the whole ordeal started at my place. I had been sitting for a long time, watching different news stations break the news of my arrest, after the first station broke the news. It was like I was watching the news like I normally did, because I couldn't believe I was the one on the screen. If I ever imagined this happening to me, it would be because of my situation with Veronica, not because I would be a suspect in a murder case. The funny thing was, I couldn't find it in myself to be angry about it, as I felt this weird happiness, that the reason I was arrested wasn't because Veronica found out what I had done and reported me. It only made me wonder who hated me enough to set me up. I didn't have enemies that would kill someone just to pass me off as the killer. Or did I?It would seem that I had to rethink who exactly would want my downfall and disgrace, because whoever planned this, wa
Writer's povBainbridge islandJameson went home after his chat with Lily. He wouldn't have left the house, if not for some things the planning committee for his birthday slash anniversary, needed to know, and the unexpected phone call from the hospital. His mind was still unsettled by everything, so he decided to not say anything to Kelly about her father. He was surprised when he found no one in the living room. He called out but nobody answered. He then proceeded to take the stairs in twos so he could reach his wife. He opened the door to their bedroom and found it empty. He turned and went to Lucinda's room and found that empty also. He went to Kelly's room and that too was empty. Thinking through where they could be, he placed his hands on his waist, trying to figure out why his wife would have left the house. It immediately occured to him that she could be behind the house, tending to her garden. He turned back the way he came and hurried down the stairs, passing
EpilogueWriter's povThe smiles on the faces of the guest as they watched Hunter kiss Veronica couldn't be qualified with any English word. They all shared in the happiness of the Most unlikely yet likely couple of the year. Diana smiled as Mark kissed her cheeks, while rubbing her over grown tummy holding twins. Cynthia and Paul were also smiling, no baby yet, as Cynthia had infertility issues, but they didn't let it ruin their joy or their love. Kelly watched as Leon held her baby, feeling content and at peace. Her father had been released, his paralysis had not been permanent, now able to work after treatment. Personally, this writer would have loved it if it had been permanent, but she was all about forgiven9and second chances. Thomas had been found guilty and was given a sentence of sixty years with no chance of a parole, but Robert, his wife, Jameson and sometimes Veronica, without Hunter's permission, were occasional visitors. He had confessed to all hi
Veronica's povI looked around the room I had been locked in when I woke up, quickly taking in the double bed, the flat screen TV, the door I knew led to the toilet, and the brown closed curtains. I would have yelled but I couldn't as Thomas had gagged my hand and tied my hands and feet. I wondered how long I had been out as I remembered struggling with Thomas. It felt weirdly familiar and I couldn't say why. According to the picture, Hunter was supposed to be the one that kidnapped me since he was the one I left with, but he wasn't the one that kidnapped me now, so what was going on.I totally didn't remember anything as I had been heavily drugged, but would I have allowed the man that raped me be the one that I felt most comfortable with?Something wasn't adding up and I didn't like it. I saw the doorknob moving before I heard the sound and the door opened. Thomas came in, carrying three bags filled with things. He saw me sitting on the bed and smile
Hunter's povI slammed the door of the car, causing some birds resting on a tree to take flight over my head. I looked around the place, wondering why it looked totally decrepit like it had been abandoned."Welcome to bridgeforest." Leon said, spreading his arms round as he read what was written on the old and dusty signboard that had other illegible hand writings on it."It looks abandoned." I stated the obvious as I turned to watch Leon."If you go in, you'll find police tape around some areas of the forest. It was sealed off after the rape and kidnapping incident that took place there." He informed me. I already knew this, not the tape surrounding the cabin, but the incident that took place. It was clear that if the place was a crime scene, it would have been closed off." You ready? " he asked, waiting for me so we could go. I nodded and then he began to walk towards the wood.It took a while before we could get t
Writer's povRobert opened the door of the room and came out, scrubbing a hand down his face as he walked out. His wife had been so tired lately and she couldn't get up as early as she used to as she felt tired. He dragged his feet to the kitchen so he could get a cup of coffee so he could start his day. He stretched and lifted the coffee beans from the first cupboard. It closed with a small bang. He turned to pick up the coffee pot sitting patiently on the isle in the middle of the kitchen."Lovely house!" Robert heard before he could finishing turning. He walked back some steps, looking at the relaxed figure of his half brother. He wouldn't have been that scared if he had known he was there. His eyes quickly roamed the other's body. He moved back to the isle, resting his body on it when his hands went to the spot under the isle where he kept his gun."Looking for this?" Robert saw the gun he been trying to get in his half-brother's palm. Even though the way th
Hunter's povI turned to look at Veronica who had been pretty strong so far, that was till we got on the plane. At the airport, I noticed she was always looking around like she was jittery. I confirmed that by suddenly calling her and she jumped, before proceeding to tell me lies about how she was doing great."I am doing great!" She said on a slightly hitched voice and a thumbs up like she was encouraging me. I shook my head and turned back to check the departure time."We can still go back, and you'll call and send him a gift or book a cruise for him." I said, dragging my eyes to look at her. Her response had been to shake her head, taking a deep breathe in before she told me she was not backing down. Don't get me wrong, I was exceptionally proud of her and her courage, but I knew it was never easy to do something till it was time to do it.Now, she had her fingers digging into the arms of our business class seat. We were both watching a comedy movie sh
Writer's povTom rubbed his palms nervously together as he waited for Duncan to come pick him up. He kept trying to remember the plan and not fail because his freedom from debt depended on what he was about to do. Thinking of the night he cried to his mother about being in trouble, he took his phone from his back pocket and pressed the speed dial number one. He waited for her smooth, calming voice to come on, but the voice he heard was totally different and unexpected."Who is this?" He didn't even bother with a greeting, although he found the voice slightly familiar."Good morning to you too Tom." The man said, irritating Tom more. " This your neighbor from the front." He said, purposely not mentioning his name. Tom saw red, wondering why his mother would be with the middle-aged muscled ex-cop infront at that time. As if he could read his mind, the cop said."Don't worry, she's fine. Your mother and I have been meeting for coffee recently, and we'v
Writer's povMark opened the door to his room, stepping in tiredly. He wondered how he was supposed to prepare for the match the next day especially when he had been so busy to train. Luckily he had been training everyday, unwilling to let that part of his former life go as it was kept him fit and strong. He had just finished talking to Cherry, telling her a story of his time in the orphanage. Cherry loved listening to her father's stories from his time when he was younger,but her all time favorite was the story of him and Diana."I wish I can have a love story like yours and mom." She sighed, looking up at him from the bed, very disadvantaged in height even with him seated. Mark didn't know how to feel about her having a love story like his and his wife because it hadn't been easy at the beginning."I think it's better you have your love story, with a man that will cherish and honor you for life.""But that is what you have with mom? Is it ba
Writer's povDulce turned to look at the person causing the commotion at the door. What she found was totally unexpected. Adams strolled him into the room, walking like he had no care in the world. Everyone turned their heads towards him, watching him as he slinked close to where she stood. He seemed oblivious to the attention he was getting. Philip ran towards the corridor where he had seen Mark enter.Dulce hitched to slap Adam for daring to come to for the wake, but she held back, using one hand to hold the other. Adam made a big fanfare, clearing his throat loudly as he dipped his hand into his suit pocket to bring out a white envelope."I am so sorry for your loss Dulce. Simon was a great man." He said, his eyes totally revealing the insincerity of his words. "At the hospital, I tried to offer my help in paying all the bills but Mark decided to interfere and I couldn't." Diana came to stand in front of Dulce, using her body to shield her. He looked at
Vanessa's pov"Whew!" I exclaimed as I packed the last of my things into my bag, looking around the room incase I might have forgotten something. Nope, I hadn't.I zipped up the bag, wondering how I accumulated more things when what I brought hadn't been as much. You'd think I bought more things and in a way I did get new things, I just wasn't the buyer of those things, I was only the receiver. Helen I found was a serious shopperholic, who especially shopped when things weren't going as well as they should. Hunter's sister, Adriana, too was a hard shopper, buying anything and everything as long as it caught her interest. I got involved in it because they both loved gifting, giving me things when they bought in twos or threes. I had gotten a lot of things I wouldn't even need like a cute dog head tooth brush holder, a twirling shaving stick and many more. It was worth mentioning that I also got some new clothes and dresses. I had throughly enjoyed my stay with them in X