Sidd’s POVReaching to the airport,I headed straight to the private terminal for celebrities. The best way toescape fans' approach. After the security screening, I rode with my two newbodyguards to the plane. I was allowed to preboard. We are currently third inline for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately sevenminutes. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time andsecure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. Thepilots' announcement reached out and I inhaled. I can’t believe I am in thismess. I relaxed on the seat and closed my eyes before the flight took off.Nadia’s POVWoohoo! I was on Cloud 9,waiting for Sidd’s arrival. If he arrives safely today, that means he will bevisiting me tomorrow, I can’t wait. I had been setting up my room even beforehe agreed to come down to Nigeria. I was fixing up my books on the shelf whenthe beeping of my phone distracted me. I pulled my hair behind my ear and tookmy phon
The anger I had forGeorgina slowly subdued as I stared directly into Sidd’s charming face. His beautifulbrown eyes peered into mine as if reading my mind through them. My heartskipped a beat for the umpteenth time. His wavy, deep brown, unruly hair was combedto the back. His rosy skin glowed beautifully and his pink lips captivated me. Wearinga short-sleeved jean shirt with two buttons off almost made me swoon. Behind himwere two huge men, looking like bouncers. Was he scared I would hurt him? I chuckledinwardly.“Come on in,” I said andhe walked past me into the room. His two guards attempted to come inside but Ishook my head. “Sorry, you can’t come in,” I declared.“What are you saying?”one of the guards snapped.“Let them in,” Siddinterjected. I turned and saw him looking at me. He got to be kidding me. Howdo I express my feelings in the presence of these bouncers?“No, this is my house andI make the rules here. No third party is allowed into my room. Two outside oral
Nadia’s POVStuck at the back of thecar with Noah, I heard my name. My skin was already peeling from my wrist withhow tight Noah was gripping it. I was covered in sweat and my heart keptpounding nonstop.“Let me go, Noah,please!” I pleaded tears escaping my eyes.“Nadia?” I heard Sidd’svoice beside the car window.“Sidd?” I mumbled,looking at him.“Who the hell is he?”Noah queried, knotting his brows in anger.“Let her go, bastard,”Sidd groaned, pulling the car door open. The traffic lifted and the drivermoved off, pulling Sidd roughly along. “Stop the car!” I yelled.I struggled with Noah as he tried to hold me still. “Sidd,” I cried. He won’tlet go of the car. I thrust my foot at the driver and his hands slipped off thesteering wheel, he pushed the brake instantly and the car came to a halt. Siddforced the door open and dragged Noah out, landing him a blow to the face. Noahspilled blood. I hurried out of the car. Sidd’s men joined us and fisticuffs beganbetween the me
Amanda’s POVI yawned, opening my eyesand stretching on the bed. I looked beside me and saw Zeehan sleepingbeautifully. Nadia gave birth to an angel. How I wish I had a child like this.I smiled and stepped down from the bed. But where is Nadia? I entered thebathroom, but she wasn’t there. I did a personal job there and returned to thebedroom. I entered the living room, but she wasn’t there. I walked into thekitchen. “Nadia?” I called out. No response. Where could she have gone thisearly? I headed outside. Opening the door, I saw Nadia in the compound. Whatthe hell is she doing? I moved closer. Ballet dancing? When did Nadia become aballet dancer? She stood on her toes, spread out her arms, and spun around. Herhand movements, her steps, and the passion behind this early morning practiceshown through her dancing. I was amused by how flexible she was. But she wasn’thappy. I made her remember her past last night and I know she must haveremembered how her mother died. Poor gir
I took Zeehan to school the following morning. We left as early as possible. I desperately wish to see the boy who dares to touch my baby. Sleep couldn’t wash away the anger from my heart. I crouched in front of Zeehan, adjusting his collar.“Baby?” I called. “Can you recognize the boy that slapped you?” I asked.“Yes, Mummy. He is Edward,” he responded. I nodded and stood up, holding him to his class. “He is coming!” Zeehan announced, pointing at a boy of about 10 years old, coming along beside his mother. A sly smile crept to my face. We waited for them. The moment they neared us, I left my five fingers on the boy’s face. He staggered back, almost falling before his mother held him.“Hey, are you mad?” the mother yelled, checking Edward’s cheek as he teared up. “What is wrong with you, woman? How dare you hit my child?” she tried picking up a fight before the teachers and security interfered.“Warn your stupid boy deeply,” I pointed an angry finger at her. “The next time he dares to
Embracing the warmth thatwelcomed me into the heart of India, I stood suspended for a moment, holdingZeehan’s hand. Our flight arrived in the morning since we took off in theafternoon from Nigeria, and considering the different time zones. Everywhere wasbright and beautiful. I looked at Zeehan and the many other people walking backand forth from Mumbai airport. My child is home now. No one will dare call himalbino anymore.“I am here for you,Sidd,” I mumbled and smiled. Walking a few steps forward, a man showed up in frontof us, smiling warmly.“Where are you headed,ma’am?” he asked.“Good day, sir,” Ireturned his warm smile. “I’m a foreigner, I need to lodge in a hotel close,particularly one near the Bollywood industry,” I stated. The man suddenly wore aconfused look. “What’s wrong?” I asked sharply.“Nothing. You mean Film City. I will take you there and help you lodge in a hotel,” he stated.“Thank you so much. Butwho are you?” I queried. That should have been my first
Returning to the hotel, Iheard people murmuring, swiveling their faces away from mine when I glanced atthem. Fear gripped my heart. Were they suspecting me already? And why are theystaring at Zeehan like that? Is it that obvious that Zeehan resembles Siddharth?I collected my room key from the receptionist and hurried to my room, carryingZeehan in my arms. And the weirdo lady earlier. Why was she talking like apriestess? Her tone almost made me quiver. It seemed she was seeing what wasgoing to happen in the next few days.“Mummy?” Zeehan called aswe reached the room.“Yes, baby,” I smiled.“Are we still going tosee Aunt Hema?” he queried, sitting on the bed. Huh? Aunt Hema? What has shedone to my baby? Is she truly a witch? I have heard scary stories about Indianwitches or black magicians before. I just hope she isn’t manipulating my baby.I sat with him, pulling him closer to me.“Why do you ask, baby?” Iqueried, trying to hide my surface-threatening fear.“I want to see h
As early as possible the next day, I called Hema and she gave me her address. I went to her place with Zeehan. Wow! Her home is so amazing. A beautiful bungalow with a yard and pool. How did she manage to build or buy such a luxurious house? Is she rich? I stood at the door after ringing the doorbell, waiting for her response. She opened the door, beaming warmly. I wasn’t expecting her to hug me but she did.“Welcome to my humble abode, Nadia,” she said, walking us back into the living room. “And Zeehan, how are you?” she asked.“I’m fine, Aunt Hema,” Zeehan replied.“I need your help, Hema,” I said as we reached the living room. She turned to me.“Anything, Nadia,” she accepted.“I want to go out, can you look after Zeehan for me, please?” I requested. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion.“Where are you going?” she asked.“It’s personal. Will you look after him for me, please?” I repeated earnestly.“Of course. Anything for my cutie,” she agreed.“No matter what happens, don’t come lo
Veer’s POVI sat face to face withSiya in the living room. She came to visit me. We have been silent for a whilenow. I don’t know how to begin. I still love Nadia, no doubt. But I have to becommitted to Siya because she is carrying my child. She decided to make thefirst move as she came to sit beside me on the loveseat.“I… I’m sorry,” shemumbled, holding my hand. “It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have been stupidenough to reject your love in the first place. And I shouldn’t have takenadvantage of you when you were intoxicated,” she expressed. I couldn’t help butlaugh. “Veer?”“Sorry, my bad,” Ichuckled. “But it’s funny. Saying you took advantage of me sounds hilarious,” Isaid and burst out laughing again.She cuffed me on theshoulder. “Stop joking around.”“Fine, I would be seriousnow,” I chuckled and composed myself. “You know what, Siya. Truth be told, Idon’t feel anything for you anymore. When y
Nadia’s POVI ambled hand in handwith Veer down the street. He was keeping me company with a song. He sings sowell and I found myself melting at his voice. I was lost after some minutes,thinking of Sidd again. After that small gesture the last time, he has remainedthe same. I wonder how deep the bullet had penetrated his heart. Veer squeezed my hand,drawing my attention back to him. “Are you fine?” he asked, looking at me.I smiled and nodded.“Yeah, you sing so beautiful. Thank you,” I said.“Why are you thanking me?I am just doing my duty,” he said. I raised an eyebrow. “You don’t know being afiancé comes with lots of duties?”I laughed, leaningagainst his shoulder. “What duties?”“The duty of making youhappy and laugh like you are doing now,” he said.“You are just funny,” Ichuckled. “So, dutiful fiancé, I am hungry,” I faked a cry.“What? Then I am sostupid of a fiancé not to notice,” he
Nadia’s POVThe thought of Sidd outof danger and waking us soon filled my stomach with joy. I constantly foundmyself smiling, but still, I was sad deep down. If he wakes up, we will beback to how we used to be, hating and avoiding. It makes me sad.I was seated on the couchin the living room. Zeehan had his head on my lap while I ran my hands throughit.“Mummy?” Zeehan suddenlycalled, but didn’t raise his head. He seemed to be enjoying my fingers in hishair. “Yes, baby,” I replied.“Can’t I see my realDaddy?” he asked.My stomach flipped and myheart leaped to my throat. “W-what d-do you mean?” I fumbled.“I mean, if my dad isdead, can’t I see his picture? I just want to know him,” he said.Should I tell him?Doesn’t he deserve to know the truth now? If I didn’t tell him, sooner or later,he would still find out and get mad at me again. “Baby?” I called softly. “YourDaddy is… your daddy is
Nadia’s POVI woke up and didn’t seeHema. Where could she have gone this early? I yawned, stretching my handsabove my head while heading to the kitchen. Reaching the living room, the doorclicked open and I turned my eyes to it. Hema walked in and I smiled. The smileimmediately faded when I saw Veer trail behind her. He closed the door gently.“Good morning, Nadia,”Hema greeted me with a warm smile.I smiled back at her,ignoring Veer. “Good morning, Hema. You didn’t tell me you would be out early,”I said as she moved closer to me.“You were fast asleep, Ididn’t want to disturb you,” she replied. She leaned into my ear. “It was amistake, please forgive him,” she added with a reassuring smile and left thetwo of us. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.“Nadia?” Veer calledlowly, closing the distance between us. “I am sorry. I wouldn’t do anythingto…”“I know. You don’t haveto apologize, I know why
Nadia’s POVThere was an excruciatingpain waving across my heart as I dragged my feet on the cold street. I held myhigh heels in my hand like a mad woman. My hair cascaded over my shoulders withsome strands framing my forehead but damp from my sweat and tears. The windsurged into my body, making goosebumps grow on my skin. The sky was starry butno moon. The sounds of people chattering from a shop couldn’t pull my eyes toit. The smell of junk food filled my nose, but it never made my mouth waterylike before. I was overwhelmed.How could Veer cheat onme? Did he pay me back for sleeping with Sidd while engaged to him? I wouldtake it as a payback, but my heart was still pained. Yeah, I overheard hisconversation with Siya.FlashbackI was bored at home. Veerdidn’t come to visit as usual but he called me to tell me he was busy. Idecided to pay him a surprise visit. Vaani opened the door for me and told meVeer
Veer’s POVTwo days later. I wasbusy in my room, settling one and two deals on my laptop. These past weeks havebeen hectic with Zeehan missing and Sidd comatose. If I decide to do all thework at hand, I would be comatose too, honestly. “Hmph!” I sighed, thinkingabout Nadia. When she said she couldn’t wait for us to get married, I wasbaffled. I thought she was going to leave me for Sidd since she had been drawnto him in the past few days. Could it be because he took a bullet for Zeehan?Well, Nadia doesn’t know yet but I had planned with Sidd.FlashbackI stepped out of thehouse, about to enter the car to go to Nadia’s place when Sidd drove in. I wasboth angry and surprised that he visited me. If he was here to confront me, Iwould have fought him till one of us got knocked out.“What are you doing here?”I growled, shutting my car door and casting a glare dagger at him.“Calm down, okay? I’m nothere to figh
Siya’s POVI lay on the couch in theliving room with my hair cascading over the couch, and my hands entwined on mychest. I was sullen, my heart kept pit-a-patting as I anticipated the resultsof the pregnancy test I underwent. I just hope I am not pregnant for real thistime. A dull pain waved across my forehead and I winced, massaging my temple. “Miss Siya?” myhousekeeper, Ruchi called, walking around the couch to stand beside me. She washolding a cup. I glanced at her. “I brought you a cup of herbal tea, it willhelp you relax,” she said, stretching the cup to me. I tried forcing myself tosit up. “Be careful,” she said, hurriedly putting the tea on the coffee tableand returning to support me. She helped me sit up and I leaned my back againstthe headrest.“Thank you,” I mumbled.She got the tea from thetable and stretched it back to me. I collected it and took a sip. “Are you sureyou are okay? You don’t seem
Jaiden’s POVToday is Pari’s birthday.As usual, I am sure she won’t celebrate outside her home. I planned with hermother to surprise her with a birthday party. I hope she accepts it and doesn’tend up throwing the cake and pushing us out of her house.The living room wasdecorated with colorful streamers, ribbons, balloons, and flowers. Her adorablethree-step cake sat atop a table in the middle of the room. The aroma ofsweets could be smelled. The over ten guests, including myself, weredressed in white and gold respectively.Pari had gone out basedon our plans with her mother. She sent her out to go buy something for herbirthday, even though she was reluctant to celebrate this time. The moment wesaw her entering the gate, we turned off the lights, leaving the whole livingroom dark, plus the kitchen. She entered, and we kept mute.“Mother? Why is theparlor dark?” Pari whined. She turned on the bulbs and behold,
Nadia’s POVI stood immobile. I wasshocked beyond word expression when Ria stretched a handgun to me to shooteither Zeehan or Sidd.“Take it from me, Nadia,”Ria groaned. I couldn’t even blink as I stared between Zeehan and Sidd. Siddwoke up earlier. “It’s either you shoot any of them or I would be forced toshoot both of them, starting from your little boy here,” she added andpressed a gun at Zeehan.“No!” I suddenly found myvoice.“Mummy!” Zeehan begancrying, tears trickling down his cheeks. Every drop shredded my heart. Icollected the gun from her.“You don’t have tochoose, Nadia. Go one, shoot me, and save your child,” Sidd said.More tears ran down mycheeks. I have indeed been trying to force myself out of loving Sidd, butkilling him was out of it. And my poor baby. He hasn’t even seen half of theworld yet. He hasn’t even attended school yet. No experience in life, how can Ishoot him? Bu