All Chapters of RISING FROM THE ASHES : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Who is she to you?""And are the children yours?" Samuel paused, contemplating his response. "Well, Michael, she is my new wife. I love her dearly, and the children are not biologically mine, but I love them as my own." Curiosity piqued, Michael probed further. "How did you two meet? It seems there's something between you. I couldn't help but notice the way you both looked at each other." Samuel chuckled nervously. "Hey, dupe, why so many questions, brother?" "Do you know her from before?" Samuel's tone betrayed a mix of intrigue and defensiveness. Michael's gaze softened as he replied, "No, Samuel, I don't know her. It's just that there seems to be a connection, an unspoken bond, that I sensed. I'm merely curious, brother." Samuel hesitated, realizing that the truth might come out eventually. He took a deep breath and decided to share part of his story. "Well, there is a history between us, don't dig into that." Samuel angrily left his uncle’s place,

My heart raced, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I quickly ended the call, trying to process the information. Questions raced through my mind. Where was Johnson? Was this real or just a cruel prank?I tried calling Johnson's number, hoping to hear his voice and confirm that he was okay. But there was no answer. My worry grew stronger, and I dialed the number again, desperate to hear more information. However, the number showed as private, and I couldn't reach anyone.Feeling overwhelmed, I sat down, my mind filled with fear and uncertainty. I didn't know what to do next. Was this a real kidnapping, or was it all just a cruel joke? My thoughts raced as I tried to make sense of the situation. The feeling of helplessness consumed me, and I longed for answers and a way to bring Johnson back safely.But I can't sleep or eat because what I heard is real, and I need to act fast so as not to kill or harm him, I still love him. I took up coffee

With her voice shaking and tears in her eyes, Abigail pleaded, "Please, I'm sorry. I will explain everything." Taking a deep breath, she began to share her side of the story. "It was a difficult time for me. I went to the bar to drink and try to forget my broken heart. That's when I met Michael, my ex-boyfriend." Samuel was taken aback by the revelation. "Your ex-boyfriend? But who's the owner of the kids?" he asked, trying to understand the situation. "I'm talking to you, look up," he urged Abigail, wanting her to face him while she spoke. Through tears and trembling voices, Abigail finally confessed, "The owner of the kids is Michael." Samuel's heart sank as he absorbed the truth. He felt hurt, confused, and betrayed all at once. He tried to find the right words, but the emotions overwhelmed him. "I'm sorry, Samuel, for not telling you this earlier. I tried to confuse you and hide the truth, but I failed," Abigail said, her voice filled with regret.

He lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, hoping that tomorrow would bring him closer to finding Abigail and making things right. In the middle of the night, Samuel was awakened by a sudden light. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the girl he had helped was undressing. As the Liya turned on the light, Samuel felt a bit choked with surprise. He wasn't expecting this situation. He averted his eye, trying to respect her privacy even though she had turned on the light."Uh, excuse me," Samuel said, feeling awkward. "You might want to get some rest. It's late." Liya seemed a bit embarrassed as she quickly covered herself, "Oh! Sorry about that. I thought... Never mind.""No worries," Samuel replied, still feeling a bit awkward. "Just get some sleep." He turned away, giving her some privacy, and tried to focus on his own thoughts. As he lay back down, Samuel couldn't help but think about Abigail and the kids again. He knew he had to find them, no matter what, and

Liya's unease grew as the hours stretched on. Her guilt gnawed at her, making it difficult for her to respond to the doctors' inquiries. The doctor gave her a reassuring nod. "Thank you for letting us know." As the night deepened, Liya's inner turmoil only intensified. She sat in silence, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her shirt. The weight of her actions was heavy on her conscience, and it felt like a storm of emotions was raging within her. A nurse came by to check on Samuel's vitals and adjust the machines that were monitoring his condition. Liya watched with a mixture of anxiety and sadness as the nurse worked."Is there anything you need, Miss?" the nurse asked kindly, noticing the distress in Liya's eyes.Liya shook her head, a lump forming in her throat. "No, thank you," she managed to reply, her voice quivering.As the night dragged on, Liya's tiredness became apparent. Her eyes were red from unshed tears, and her shoulders sagged under the weight of