All Chapters of Forge Of The Hearts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“Oh, my goodness! I can’t believe it’s two years already!” Sarah screamed excitedly, glancing at the wedding photo in her hand with her lips filled with a beam.She kissed her husband in the photo and gently put it in the middle of the table. “You did this one, Sarah…” she whispered, clapping at the low-budget decoration she had just made with her annual savings.It was her and her husband, Charles’s second wedding anniversary, and because of their financial struggle, she wanted to celebrate it at their space. They canceled the first anniversary because her mother-in-law was admitted to the hospital, and Charles used the savings to settle the bills. She has been saving up since last year, so nothing would stop her.She looked around the small room and joggled her head. “Perfect!” She raised her voice. “This is perfect!”“Charles will love this!” She uttered. Her husband has been sullen lately, which she believed was because of their financial struggle, so she spent more than planned t

Sarah’s eyes gradually opened and the first thing she glimpsed made her eyes swing open. “Hun!” She exclaimed as she quickly lifted her head from the pillow.She looked around the room with a furrowed face, staring at the luxurious wardrobe and the bed she was sitting on.“How did I get here?”She tried to remember what happened last night and how she ended up here, but her brain stopped working when she heard the honk of the cars from last night again. “Fuck!” She whispered. She stretched her head to look at the door covered with the wardrobe angle. “Anyone here, please,”Her voice was low and no one would hear her, so she spoke louder. “Who’s there, please.”“I’m here!” A lady in a knee-length skirt and shirt rushed in. She stood before Sarah and bowed her head. “Good morning, ma. How’s your night?”“Good morning,” Sarah responded. “I don’t know what my night was like, just like I’ve no memory of how I got here,”She looked at the lady’s face and threw questions. “Who are you? And

“Watch your step…” Sandra said, climbing the porch steps. She stood on the veranda and lengthened her hand, offering, “let me help you.”Sarah grabbed her hands and climbed up. “Thanks.” She uttered with a smile.Sandra wiped the sweat on Sarah’s forehead with her hands and smiled, looking into her eyes. “Remember all I told you. You’re a strong woman, so make sure you act like one, okay?”Sarah joggled her head. “Okay.”“You mustn’t cry. Do you know why?” Sandra forwarded a question.“Because they aren’t worth it,” Sarah repeated what Sandra sang in her ears on their way to the courthouse. “If anyone is to cry, it should be them. Because I, Sarah, deserve to be happy. Happiness is mine, and I will never trade it.”Sandra clapped her hands. “Perfect. I didn’t waste my saliva. I taught you right, I guess,” she let out, excited at the expression on Sarah’s face while she delivered those lines. She placed her hand on Sarah’s shoulder and stared into her eyes. “You’re ready, right?”Sarah

‘What’s he doing?!’ A question popped up in Sarah’s head even though she already guessed right, but her mind refused to free her body to take any action and she kept staring at him as his lips got closer to hers.‘You gotta do something, girl!’ She heard Sandra’s voice in her head.She shook her head, and with an almost non-existent gap between their lips, she moved her head backward and opened the door.“Oh, my. What am I thinking?” She soliloquized as quickly opened the door. She rushed down from the car and slammed the door behind her. She placed her hand on her shoulder and panted for a second before she turned around to the house.Harold moved his head backward. He closed his eyes and discharged a deep breath. He got out of the car and rushed after her, who had already stepped into the compound covered with a wooden fence.“I’m sorry, Sarah… ” he apologized and grabbed her hand from behind. “I didn’t mean to-”She glanced backward at him and forced a smile on her face. “What are