Novels by Eshiet David

Damian couldn't move. For several seconds, the noise around him seemed to disappear. The laughter of the guests. The clinking of glasses. The soft music playing somewhere behind him. None of it mattered anymore. His eyes remained fixed on the little girl standing beside Aurora. She was holding Aurora's hand with one tiny fist while the other clutched a small stuffed rabbit. She looked completely unaware of the storm she had just created inside Damian's mind. Damian swallowed hard. It couldn't be. It was impossible. Yet the longer he stared at her, the more uncomfortable the thought became. There was something familiar about her. Not just her eyes. The shape of her face. The little crease that appeared between her eyebrows whenever she became curious. Even the way she tilted her head when she looked at someone. Damian had seen those things before. In the mirror. His breath caught. "Damian?" Aurora's voice finally broke through his thoughts. He looked at her. She was

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.The abandoned Bennett Textile Group had transformed into one of the fastest-growing luxury fashion companies in the country. What had once been an empty, dust-covered building was now a sleek glass headquarters buzzing with employees, designers, and executives.At the top floor, Aurora Bennett stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office, overlooking the city she had once fled in heartbreak.She was no longer the timid woman who had walked out of Blackwood Manor in tears.She wore a tailored ivory business suit, her hair elegantly tied back, and confidence radiated from every step she took.A soft knock interrupted her thoughts."Come in."Charles Whitmore entered with a warm smile."The board members are waiting."Aurora glanced at the framed photograph on her desk.It wasn't of a business award or a luxury property.It was a picture of a little girl with bright blue eyes and a joyful smile.Her daughter.Emily Bennett.Three year

The first rays of sunlight broke through the dusty windows of Bennett Textile Group as Aurora unlocked the front door.Today wasn't about mourning the past.It was about reclaiming the future.She looked around the abandoned lobby. Paint peeled from the walls, furniture was covered in white sheets, and the company logo had almost faded beyond recognition.Most people would have seen a failed business.Aurora saw potential.Charles Whitmore walked in carrying a box of old files."I wasn't sure you'd come this early."Aurora smiled."If I want this company to live again, I have to treat every day like it matters."Charles nodded approvingly."Your grandfather used to say the same thing."Moments later, Aurora's father arrived with two cleaners and an electrician."It's not much," he admitted, "but everyone has agreed to help."Aurora's eyes filled with gratitude."Thank you.""No," her father replied. "Thank yourself. You've given this family hope again."---By midday, the building loo

The morning sun cast long shadows across the worn-out entrance of Bennett Textile Group.Aurora unlocked the rusted glass doors and stepped inside. Dust floated through the air, illuminated by the golden light streaming through cracked windows. The building was silent, abandoned for years.She stood in the middle of the empty lobby and took a deep breath."This place isn't dead," she whispered. "It's waiting."Her father smiled from behind."I knew you'd say that."Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway.Aurora turned sharply.A man in his late sixties walked toward them. He wore a navy-blue suit despite the summer heat, and his silver hair was neatly combed. His posture was calm, but his eyes held the confidence of someone who had spent decades in business."Miss Bennett," he said politely.Aurora frowned."I'm sorry... have we met?"The man smiled."My name is Charles Whitmore.""Your grandfather was my best friend."Aurora's father looked genuinely surprised.

Aurora woke before sunrise.For the first time in days, her heart felt calmer.She stood on the balcony of her parents' house, watching the golden rays of the morning sun spread across the quiet neighborhood. The cool breeze brushed against her face as she rested a hand on her stomach."This is our new beginning," she whispered.She had spent too much time mourning the life she had lost. It was time to build a new one.Behind her, her father stepped onto the balcony carrying a steaming mug of coffee."I thought I'd find you here."Aurora smiled faintly."I've been thinking.""About Damian?"She shook her head."About myself."Her father nodded approvingly."Good."He handed her a thick brown folder."I've been waiting until you were ready."Aurora opened it.Inside were documents, business reports, and ownership certificates.Across the first page was the name:Bennett Textile GroupHer eyes widened."Dad... this company still exists?""It does.""It struggled after I retired, but I n

The rain returned that night, washing over the city as if trying to erase the pain of the past few days.Aurora stood by the bedroom window, unable to sleep. Her father's revelation about the family fortune had changed everything, yet her heart still felt unbearably heavy.Money could rebuild a business.It could buy houses, cars, and influence.But it couldn't erase betrayal.Her hand rested gently on her stomach."I'll be strong for you," she whispered. "No matter what happens."A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.Her mother entered with two steaming cups of tea."I thought you might still be awake."Aurora accepted the cup with a grateful smile."I keep asking myself one question.""What question?""How can someone stop loving another person overnight?"Her mother smiled sadly."Real love doesn't disappear overnight."Aurora looked up."Then why did Damian throw me away?"Her mother hesitated before answering."Because someone made him believe a lie... or because he was too afra