AceI had just parked the car in the driveway when I got a call from the hospital. Diya was being monitored more extensively than before. I don't understand what went wrong because when we left; she had been fine. The monitors were functioning normally. She didn't cause any distraught to nurse Brenda, and she was doing better than she normally is when we leave.The drive back was harder than I thought because I didn't want to go over the speed limit. Celeste had refused to stay, and we were all going back to the hospital. I did my best to get us back as fast as I could.I didn't wait for them when we were at the hospital because I needed to know exactly how things had changed when all was fine. We spent over two hours with no beeping. I was so proud of her. They both have been doing great. "Mr Torane, you can't go in there.""Why not?" the old nurse rushed and blocked my path"Calm down." "I am calm." I looked at her."Take a deep breath and have a seat. The doctor is with her.""I
Diya I was living a fairy tale life and I would never ask for a better husband than my Ace. He is thoughtful, warm and the kindest man I have ever met. He is the love of my life and the only man I have ever set my eyes on. We met over two years ago when I left the church with the blessings of the nuns. I might have been twenty-two then, but I will never forget the excitement I had when I left the church with my one suitcase in hand. I knew I would miss everyone dearly, but I knew there was more for me out there, which led me to my good husband. I remember the day we met like it was yesterday because he had helped me clean up a flower pot I had dropped outside the flower shop where I worked. Mrs. Dani had always warned me about my flared floral dress. ‘Diya Wanda, Port Elizabeth is a
Ace Business was done as usual and I had to clean myself up before I went home to my wife. I have missed her and couldn’t wait to see her beautiful smile. I handed the gun to Filip before taking my gloves off as I stared at the corpse on the roof. “You know what to do,” he nodded as I walked off. I made my way back to my office for a shower and change. I needed to be quick because Diya would not be pleased with me if I took too long. On my way home, I should get her flowers. As I prepared to shower, I smiled, thinking of her. I haven’t seen her in three days and being in here made me smell her rosy perfume. I didn’t think I would love someone as much as I love her. I made sure I scrubbed myself clean before I walked out and changed into another suit.
Diya I have been living a lie all my life, and he deceived me. He was a devil, pretending to be good all this time. He must have enjoyed toying with me and laughed behind my back. It was all a façade. I never suspected what he was doing when he said he was going to work. He was a monster who pretended to pray and be good. He even slept soundly next to me while he killed people with no remorse. I had married the devil and now I was carrying his child. I felt sick, and I wanted to die. My heart felt stiff from everything that I had witnessed. I was on the train toilet where I had stayed for the past half an hour because every time I thought of my husband; I felt sick. His smile had turned from the sweetest to sinister in my head. His once hearty laugh had become vile in my head. I looked down at the huge rock on my finger as I shed silent tears in the small space I had curbed myself
Diya I ended up sleeping last night but woke up gloomy because I dreamt of my wedding. It’s like the vows were a broken record in my head, punishing me for leaving my husband. I was not a terrible wife here. I was a victim of lies. We were almost at the station, so I made my way to freshen up a little. After walking out of the station, my stomach growled. I was content because I still had enough cash to spend on a sandwich and taxi. I missed the warm weather as I made my way to a food truck. After taking a few bites, I drowned the sandwich in my bottle of water and was a satisfied customer. I stood from the bench and disposed of my empty bottle before walking a couple of steps to a car with a taxi sign on top. He had a window. “Hello! St Mary’s Church, how much?”
Ace Two years ago, Today was meant to be the worst day of my life. I was to be wed to a woman I didn't know. It was unfortunate that she was in an accident, but I was relieved. I sympathize minimally, but I think the little hope I had made all of this possible. I didn't want to go back to my place until they get rid of everything wedding related. My ranch was supposed to be the way it was. I didn't want any reminder. They thought I asked because of what happened, but that was further from the truth. I hated all the demands she wanted for the wedding. A hideous duck ice fountain. The decorations. The enormous cake eight men carried this morning. I wanted all of it gone. I was happy whatever enemies they had done the work, I couldn't. They had gotten rid of my problem. I just wish they had finished the job. She was alive, and I had to pretend I cared when I didn't. The hospital visit was a waste of my time
Ace Two years ago, There is nothing magical about her. A basic girl I would never be caught dead with. She is on the short side too. I like them tall. Grey eyes big eyes that water easily. She is nothing but annoying. There was nothing special about her I find the least attractive. I wouldn't never look twice, but when I close my eyes, all I see is her innocent face. I can't get her out of my mind. I have gone to that flower place twice trying to make sense of this, and yet I can't seem to understand it. I dislike this girl. In the short period I have seen her work, she seems incompetent. She didn't know the difference between dahlias and daisies. I walked out of the hospital after dropping the bouquet and drove back home. There was no need for me to stay longer that five minutes in the ICU. All I could think of was the girl preparing the flowers after trying to avoid me yet again. "Welcome b
Diya Two years ago, He was back again. Mrs Dani was not around. This was the fifth time he was in the store getting flowers and this time I couldn't hide. I was still embarrassed. Every time he came here was a reminder that I almost lost a dress because of the wind. "Hello," he said, glaring at me. "Welcome," I shifted, organizing the flowers in front of me, "Do you want your usual flowers?" "No." "Ok um- Uh," I swallowed, looking up, "What flowers do you need today?" I tried to smile. "I want these," he said, looking at the flowers on the side. "Well, those are for a funeral. They are reserved."