CELESTINE’s POV
Since I was already in possession of the money, I hastened to the hospital in order to settle my mother's bill. While I was waiting for the receipt, I looked about in an effort to find Dr. Andrew so that I might express my gratitude to him; but, he was not yet present.
‘‘Thank you…’’ I gave the woman at the register a friendly smile, and even though she couldn't see my face in its entirety due to the mask I was wearing, she still managed to give me one in return.
I made my way down the hallway in the direction of the elevator while scrunching up my nose at the pungent odor of disinfection and other substances that I was hesitant to identify. I've never been a fan of hospitals, and if my mother weren't so sick, I would never, ever set foot in this institution.
I took a deep, fortifying breath as the elevator doors slid open, revealing the ward where my mom lay still hoping to her recuperate.
When I was in the taxi earlier, I’d fallen asleep with memories of the night spent in my sister’s boyfriend’s arms swimming about my mind and plaguing my dreams. Frankly, I was even surprised I’d gotten any sleep at all. I was thankful to the taxi driver who roused me up when we arrived at the bank where I had to secure half of the money that I got from my dad and deposit it in my account since I only needed thousand dollars for my mom’s treatment.
Cautiously, I made my way to my mother’s room half hoping she wouldn’t ask about dad and Leina. Though I knew I would have to answer all of her questions soon, my nerves were just too high-strung from the encounter with Arnold last night.
I yanked the door open and walked inside as I became aware of the sound of muffled voices emanating from within the room. Because the IV bag had no more fluids in it, a nurse was swapping it out for a new one.
‘‘Celestine…’’ my mom looked up and slowly sat up as I entered. ‘‘You’re back…’’
As I made my way further into the room, I plastered a smile on my face that I hoped would be a happy one. ‘‘Mom…’’ I leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. Her skin was cold against my lips ‘‘How are you? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?’’
‘‘The members of the hospital staff delivered meals to patients earlier. I’m already full…’’ she said with a smile and grabbed my hand, tucking it inside her quilt. ‘‘Didn’t your father ask you to stay the night in his house? It was snowing outside. Aren’t you cold?’’
My heart immediately warmed up at her gesture. I shook my head and said, ‘‘I’m not cold mom… Don’t worry about me.’’
I noticed that mom’s eyes were red. Had she been crying while I was away? As she tugged at my hand, motioning me to take a seat beside her, she suddenly caught glimpse of my locks under my hood. ‘‘Your hair…’’
I was stunned for a moment by the realization that I was unable to take off the wig that I was currently donning.
‘‘Oh…’’ I brushed off the hood of my coat and ran my fingers through the blonde synthetic hair I was wearing. ‘‘It’s… Leina. I ran into her when I went to borrow money from dad and she happened to be styling her hair. She asked me to join the fun, so, I… tried this color. Is it ugly?’’
‘‘No… no.’’ she shook her head. ‘‘It looks good on you. I can see Leina now on you… I'm happy to know that the two of you got along.’’
‘‘Of course! We’re sisters…’’ if only you knew mom…
‘‘Did she… did she say anything for me?’’ I could see hope in her eyes and I don’t have the heart to hurt her.
‘‘Oh... yes,’’ I'll have to lie about it. ‘‘She... she informed me that she would come to visit you once her schedule is cleared up.’’ My eyes were a little evasive. I didn’t want her to find in my eyes that I was lying or she will get hurt.
The brightness in Mom's eyes immediately diminished, but she said nothing in response. She could sense that my sister won't be visiting her, so… her expression changed to one of disappointment and loneliness. In point of fact, both of us were aware that Leina was hesitant to recognize either one of us; mom was only holding out hope.
‘‘By the way, dad reminded me to tell you to take care of yourself and to make sure that you don't forget to take your medications...’’ I swiftly shifted the conversation's focus away from my sister by changing the subject.
Her eyes got their mischievous glint back, and she flashed a stern smile in my direction. I could sense that she still loves my father. ‘‘Celestine… listen to me. Please promise me that you won't bother your father for financial support in the future. It’s unclear what his wife would think if she saw your father handing you money. My condition is not treatable in any way. Therefore, there is no point in—’’
‘‘Mom…’’ I had to cut her off. ‘‘Don’t say something like that. I will do anything for your treatment and trust me, mom… you will be healed.’’
She gave me a little shake of the head and then gently pulled me so that I could rest my head on her shoulder.
‘‘You don’t have to worry about dad and his family, mom... He told me that I can go and visit him anytime I want. I’m also his daughter and he said if I need money, just tell him and he’ll give it to me. He won’t have the heart to see me losing my mother.’’
CELESTINE’s POVThe following day, I walked to the basement where the cafeteria was and I heard a noise coming from the corner where the big screen of the television was situated.‘‘Hey! Look! This young man has such a dashing appearance!’’ an exclamation was made by a woman wearing a name tag that read ‘‘Martha’’ while pointing her finger toward the screen.I couldn't help but be interested, so I moved closer to them and peered inside to see who she was referring to. When I saw Arnold and Leina grinning broadly at the camera on the television screen, my eyes enlarged significantly. At that very instant, a horde of reporters and microphones converged on the individuals in an effort to conduct an interview with them.‘‘Mr. Maxwell, the Wheeler family's daughter has expressed interest in getting engaged to you; are you seriously considering accepting her proposal?’’ Arnold was approached by a middle-aged man.The astonishing man maintained an upright stance while exuding an air of unmis
CELESTINE’s POVI was washing some utensils on the sink when I heard Martha speak behind me. ‘‘Why are you wearing a face mask all the time, Celestine?’’ she asked curiously.It wasn't until just now that it dawned on me that Martha and my mother were both patients in the same hospital ward, but she was further along in the healing process, so she can roam around the hospital specifically in the basement where there’s a television. Though we also have one here in the ward, she preferred to watch on a larger screen.My eyes flashed as I turned to look at her. ‘‘Martha… I've never been in good health, and it started when I was a child. Because bacteria are present everywhere, there’s a good chance that I could easily get sick whenever I visit the hospital. My asthma will flare up in a very short amount of time.’’‘‘Oh, I see…’’ She acknowledged my answer with a nod and went back to watching television as she lay on her bed.I wiped my hands with the hand towel and walked back towards mo
CELESTINE’s POVAs soon as the shaking of the elevator started, I grabbed hold of the iron railing that was next to me. The light went out for a split second before going back on as the most horrifying thump filled my ears, but then it turned off once more. Oh, God… When everyone in the room started yelling, I found that I had no way to hold back the gasp that burst up from within me.Someone yelled out, ‘‘What the hell is going on?’’‘‘We have no way out!’’ a third party remarked.‘‘Oh my God, I’m claustrophobic…’’ I could clearly hear the woman in front of me murmur.Someone gave a response, and almost instantly… he pulled out his mobile phone and turned the lights on. He didn't spend any time and immediately punched the emergency button. Almost immediately, a booming voice could be heard emanating from the speaker located within the elevator.‘‘Everyone, listen! Try not to freak out. Everything is operating as it should. The maintenance staff is currently on their way to perform el
CELESTINE’s POVAnd all of a sudden, the light turned on and the doors to the elevator flung open. The people began to file out one by one. I didn't waste any time and immediately started squeezing myself with them, but then Arnold grabbed me back by the hand and pinned me against the wall. ‘‘Leina…?’’Oh, shit!‘‘Oh, Arnold… Is that you?’’ I had to do it. I needed to pretend to be Leina again. I’ve got no choice because I was already trapped in his arms. I bit my lip as I pressed my body against his and hugged him tight. ‘‘I’m so sorry… I didn’t know it was you. I mean, I didn’t recognized you. It was dark in here.’’‘‘Leina…’’ he repeated and I grimaced as he called me by another name, drawing closer to my ear and I felt him smirk as his lips barely grazed the side of my neck. ‘‘I miss you…’’ his voice was a low hiss, his warm breath fanned my jawline, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The fragrance of his expensive cologne invaded my mind, making me think back the intimate session we di
CELESTINE’s POV‘‘What happened to you, Celestine?’’ As soon as I walked inside the ward, I could clearly make out my mother's concerned voice. My entire body was trembling, and I was sweating tremendously as a result of my nervousness. I was glad he didn’t follow me.I made an effort to put on a fake smile in the hopes that it would dissuade her from becoming worried about me. ‘‘Nothing, mom…’’ I responded while anting heavily. ‘‘I had the impression that it was appropriate to use the stairs. I had no idea I could get that worn out in such a short amount of time.’’‘‘There are many elevators to use, Celestine. Why did you decide to use the stairs?’’ mom asked, the worried expression that was plastered on her face changed into confusion.‘‘To… exercise. Yes! I just want to exercise my legs and warm up my body. It’s too cold outside…’’ I hope she’ll buy my reasoning.And because she appeared to be convinced, she didn’t pursue the matter any further. I let out a breath of relief as I tu
CELESTINE’s POV‘‘Leina!’’ By holding her arm, my mother prevented her from slapping me again, but when she did, Leina jerked her hand away and aggressively pointed her finger at my mother.‘‘Don't put your hands on me, you senile old hag!’’ she pushed mom’s petite and weak body, and I was able to react quickly enough to catch her before she hit the ground. ‘‘You made a commitment to dad that you would move out of the city, right? What are you still doing here?!’’ she ignored mom and was now directing her finger at me.‘‘Shut up, Leina!’’ My mother restrained me just as I was about to hit her back. ‘‘Mom…’’ I protested, but she shook her head.‘‘Don’t hurt your sister, Celestine…’’ she said as tears began to fill her eyes and all I could do was stared at her in disbelief. Why was she protecting this little shit! Leina hurt her! She insulted her! And I can’t take what she was doing to mom anymore. It’s breaking my heart into pieces.Leina fixed her gaze icily on our mother while crossi
ARNOLD'S POVAt exactly nine o'clock in the morning, while I was sitting behind my mahogany desk reviewing the monthly cost accounting report of Maxwell Corporation, I observed that there were some differences between the reports of the costs of the materials and the costs of the output.‘‘What the fucking hell is this!?’’ I yelled, and my rage immediately grew to the point that I had to dial the number of the head of the financial department, Mr. Hunt to know what happened.In my entire life, I have been a man who has been competitive but impatient. I wanted everything, especially my businesses and the people working for me, to be well-organized and excellent.‘‘Good morning, Mr. Maxwell...’’ the middle-aged man answered the phone cheerfully and I grimaced since I was not in the mood to greet him back. ‘‘Is there any—’’‘‘Mr. Hunt!’’ I interrupted him off quickly. ‘‘I need you to immediately send the members of the internal audit team to the materials department. When I compared thei
‘‘Of course!’’ Ada retorted with a smug grin permanently affixed to her lips as she thought about her response. ‘‘Since I anticipated that Celestine would defy your father’s instructions, I had this prepared in advance. I offered her a way out that would have made her life simpler, but she insisted on venturing into this dungeon instead. I would enjoy myself more if I were to rough her up...’’ Her crooked smile contrasted sharply with her angry eyes. Everything was up to her at that point.‘‘Thank you, Mommy! You are without a doubt the very best!’’ Leina rushed over to her stepmother and gave her a bear hug, acting pampered while in her arms. In her mind, she harbored a deep-seated animosity toward Celestine. The fact that they share an identical appearance bothered her a great deal. She hates it that she has her face.Even more impressive was the fact that she did not give off the impression of being a country bumpkin despite the time she had spent on the island. Instead, she mainta
JULIAN’s P O VAunt Olivia insisted that Cynthia must first complete her education, and give birth to our child before she allowed us to get married. And I felt worried about Cynthia because I was aware that she was waiting for this moment. Even though she wasn’t voicing it out, I could sense that she was expecting me to propose to her, for us to build our own family, but Auntie asked me not to let Cynthia know about our agreement.After seven months, Cynthia gave birth to a healthy baby boy who she gave the name Mark Julian. And while I was occupied with the expansion of the business that Arnold had requested me to handle, Cynthia continued her studies.Finally, Cynthia graduated and I’ve never been so proud of her. I believed that as a result of all of the things she went through, she got more matured. She never complained about the fact that I did not offer her marriage.When it was time for Cynthia to get her graduation present from me---it’s not exactly a graduation present, but
CYNTHIA's P O VAt this moment, tears were beginning to run down my face. I couldn’t keep them at bay. Now that it was almost certain that I’m losing this baby.I may not know a lot about pregnancy, but I knew that bleeding was a bad sign.As soon as we entered the emergency room, an array of questions and answers ensued, and I answered them to the best of my ability, while my parents and Julian were listening attentively. Julian refused to let go of my hand even when I was wheeled back toward a room and directed to strip for an ultrasound.The nurse stopped Julian when he was about to enter the changing room, insisting that he wanted to help me change into a hospital gown. ‘‘I can help her, Sir. Just stay with her parents outside…’’Julian did not immediately follow the nurse after initially hesitating, but he did so eventually. Soon after, he began to loosen his grip on my hand before leaving completely.My parents sat in a chair along the far right wall, and Julian stood a few feet
CYNTHIA's P O VTWO MONTHS LATERI groaned as I sat up in bed and stretched my arms. A quick look at the clock that was sitting on my nightstand revealed to me that nightfall would arrive sooner. How long have I been dozing off?These past few days, my normal pattern of sleeping has been thrown off. Simply put, I was mentally and emotionally exhausted to the point where I lost track of time because of it. Even though my parents, Arnold, and Celestine regularly checked on me every once in a while, one of the harmful things I'd been doing was spending most of my time alone in my room. This was another habit I'd gotten into.They have been monitoring the media, calling people and giving them orders, as well as discussing the situation with the authorities. They would act wary every time I descended the stairs, as if they didn't want me to hear about those fucked up news again.I never heard from Julian again after that day. I was aware that his wedding took place last month, but none of
CYNTHIA's P O VNothing could have prepared me for the crushing agony I experienced when my mom told me that Julian had departed without even alerting me, or even bidding farewell to me before he flew back to France. Nor could anything have prepared me for the profound sense of loss that caused my heart to tighten, leading me to believe that it was going to cease beating altogether.Even though I was aware, on some level, that he was meant to return and marry her, the fact that he did still hurt. How could he? How, after making love to me? After I had already given him everything? After stroking my hair until I fell asleep? After spending so much time gazing at me with that breathtaking smile? How could he love her and marry her still?There was a painful lump that was lodged in my throat, and it was making it difficult for me to even breathe. In addition to this, I had to fight against my tear ducts in order to keep from crying in front of my family because of him. In total honesty,
CYNTHIA's P O VThe moment the door to the Maxwell villa opened, I was met with a resounding slap across the face from my irate mother.‘‘Aunt Olivia…’’ When she raised her hand to slap me again, Julian attempted to stop her, but she instead hit Julian which caused my eyes to widen in shock.‘‘Don't address me like that, you have no connection to any of us anymore!’’ she said through gritted teeth, a threatening tone was used as she glared at him.It appeared as though everything around me had come to a stop. I blinked back the tears that was on the verge of falling down my cheek. ‘‘Mom…’’Did Arnold tell her about us?‘‘What are your intentions with regard to my daughter?’’ She asked Julian while completely ignoring me. ‘‘Do you intend to take him as your mistress?’’‘‘No, I…’’‘‘There is no future for the two of you, and even if you leave the woman who will soon become your wife, I won't let you have my daughter!’’ And she smacked his face once more, which prompted me to push her aw
CYNTHIA’s P O VJulian grabbed the shower head, turning on the water. He pointed it at me and he made sure to let it pour all over my body, until every inch of me was soaked. ‘‘I’ll take it that it will make you behave…’’‘‘Uhmmm…’’ I agreed mindlessly, not really listening to a single word he uttered, for I was too busy gawking at his dripping wet physique. I could feel my lids becoming heavy, my veins burning under my skin as pure sexual desire course through them.Unwittingly, without even noticing it, I kneeled in front of him, coming face to face with his semi-hard shaft, but before I could even touch it, he grabbed my shoulders firmly. ‘‘Get up before I fuck you again…’’‘‘But I want you to fuck me again…’’ I protested with a pout, still resting on my knees.He chuckled amusedly, lightly shaking his head. ‘‘Come on, Cynthia, we’ve got to go…’’But I didn’t listen, I remained still.Julian decided to bring his arm under my armpits and pick me up against my will, laying small kiss
CYNTHIA’s P O V‘‘Do you think that somebody was listening to us?’’ I inquired anxiously as fear began to course through my veins.Julian gave a dismissive shake of his head before rising to his feet and reaching for the bathrobe that was still hanging on the door of the bathroom. ‘‘No, the rooms are soundproofed. You stay here...’’ he covered himself and left the room.But I couldn’t mind my business in a situation like this. I rolled out of bed and took a fluffy bath towel, wrapping it around my body before following him towards the living area.From the other side of the slightly open door, I could hear a feminine voice. ‘‘Uhmm, Hi… I mean, good morning. I was wondering if you saw Cynthia---’’I rudely pushed Julian out of the way and came face to face with Stef, who let out a sigh of relief upon seeing me.‘‘Oh, Cynthia… I was worried about you!’’I smiled at her and placed a kiss on her cheek. ‘‘Well, as you can see, I’m good…’’ I then stepped closer to her so that she would be a
CYNTHIA’s P O VI completely let myself go, carelessly giving up on trying to hold myself up and completely leaning against his tall, manly frame. ‘‘Oh, fuck…’’ I moaned as I gripped his hair and pulled on it, moving his head and craning my neck so that our lips would touch. I immediately opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to slip inside.Julian added a second finger into my tight canal, starting to thrust harder. ‘‘You’re such a sexy little thing, aren’t you...?’’ he pulled his hand away and brought his fingers which were coated in my juices, to his mouth, sucking them clean before he picked me up and walked back to the bedroom, letting me fall onto the bed, and then followed me immediately.I pushed him down onto the sheets and got on top of him, hovering over his rock hard member. ‘‘Do you want me…?’’ I inquired in a hushed tone as I took both of his hands in mine and placed them on my waist.He nodded with his mouth agape, looking up at me with full of desire and appreciation.‘
JULIAN’s P O VThere was something unbelievably intimate about waking up next to someone, especially when that someone was the one you love.Strips of golden sunlight shone into the room and Cynthia managed to wrap herself around most of my thin sheets.I woke up with my arm lay across her stomach and her head was tucked into my bare chest. We hadn’t bothered dressing ourselves after last night’s events, as we had already seen every inch of each other.Also we were exhausted, that we had drifted to sleep after another heated kiss.Cynthia stirred slightly, which brought me back from recalling what brought us here, and buried her head further into my chest while placing a hand onto my torso.But all of this felt so wrong, since everyone around see us as cousins, and in addition to that, I am already getting married.But then, why did last night feel so right? And why did her touch alone light my body on fire?I knew that my old self would think otherwise, but Cynthia and I couldn’t hap