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Communication is the key

Allie's POV Aaron walked towards me with a bright smile and gently placed the covered breakfast on the medium sized eating table. He then leaned his knee into the bed and peck my forehead. "How was your night?" he asked softly and caressed my shoulder. "It was fine and yours?" "Never had a more pleasing night" he grinned. "The bed… she.. et? " I stuttered. "I cleaned you off while you were asleep" he said and I breathed in relief. Gosh! I got the best hubby. "Your face looks disturbed. Is everything alright?" he asked, his eyebrows crinkled in concern. "I'm feeling sore and weak" I replied and he sank on the bed beside me and tug me in his muscular arms. I pushed my phone away from me and adjusted comfortably in his arms. "It's because it's your first, give it some time I love you" he murmured and massaged my arms. Sincerely, I'm scared of saying anything maintaining this threat to him with the assumption that he might think I am doubting his love for me even when we

Revelation

His woman, his addiction/Maryam. O

Allie's POV The tape shows a female and a male high-school student in a superheated brawl. The guy whom I could single out as Aaron, and the anonymous lady whose face isn't much noticeable but she kept wiping her face which I assume was soggy from sobbing. She was propelling Aaron back like forcefully attempting to say something but he was evidently outrageously infuriated which made him continuously push her for him to walk away. It went on like that till he shoved her with extensive pressure. She inches far and hit her head on a sharp abandoned iron. It resulted in her having a heavy flow of blood from her forehead. Aaron proceeded forward and suddenly halted when he noticed her situation. He hit his hand on a button angrily and probably cussed. The force on the regulator caused dust to overshadow the place. It was like it was compressed in a cylinder and the button was the regulator fixed up on the wall. Bizarre, equivocal and questionable. He spared a glance at her, said some

Why me? Why us?

His woman, his addiction/Maryam. O

Allie's POV Aaron was quiet for a while before answering "Her dead body was taken by her father immediately. He didn't wait for her to be properly taken care of at the hospital. He rambled about the death of his precious daughter whom he evidently doesn't love. Father used his money to shun so many people including Kiara's father. Kiara's father's location was unknown but he did demand the majority of my father's fortune for three years. I was at home in seclusion for those three years and I didn't graduate nor finish up my entrance exams to gain admission into college. I watched the downfall of my father's adored fashion company. A ruination and doom that was caused by me"I let Aaron transfer his emotions into his words. It was a good sign for his mental health as he is spewing what has been in secrecy in his heart for years."When father totally went off without money, Kiara's father ceased asking and disappeared with no traces to date. The rumours had been forgotten with excess

Bliss

His woman, his addiction/Maryam. O

Allie's POV I flinched at a screeching loud voice and flickered my pudgy eyes severely to adapt to my surroundings. Weak is an understatement for my condition. I shook my head and eventually snapped my eyes open to meet different eyes watching me. One was that of a doctor who was relieved from my awakening, another was Mr Smith who had an edgy expression and the last was Mrs Smith who looked evidently agitated and gloomy. Her face indicates that she had been crying for as long as I could presume. The doctor came to my aid in a sitting position. I hung my head down and clasped my hands together if I could recall my last moment and it began to make insight. Aaron? Kiara? The media? I began to flutter and my eyes pricked unbearably. A banging head and a tough headache. I stared at Mrs Smith who had begun to sob again. "Dad, what do… we.. do?" I solicited desperately with a cracked voice. "Did you just we?!" Mrs Smith denounced. "How dare you? How could you do something like that

Epilogue: My happiness, my family

His woman, his addiction/Maryam. O

Five years later~~~~~~ Allie's POV"Oh mummy, it seems I will be going with the James family." My little girl, Kylie announced impatiently in her tiny voice as she walked into the room. Aaron and I quickly feigned alright. We hurriedly separated from each other and I shoved my gown down. "Wait for me, honey. Just a few more minutes" I appealed and sauntered towards the mirror to redo my smooched make-up. "Try to understand me, mummy. If I have to wait for the third time for you to retouch your makeup…, then I will surely be replaced and all my effort will be in vain." She pointed out smartly. I sigh and honed an accusing stare at Aaron. He winked and shrugged his shoulders. "Mummy understands you. Therefore, you can go with the James family, baby. Also, let Jeff (the chauffeur)escort you. I will wait for mummy while she redo her makeup and of course, mummy and I will meet you at the reception my little bride " Aaron urged and I could see a haunting smirk on his face immediately

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