Chapter 55: You Are Invited To My WeddingDay 14/365 VICKY.I blinked my eyes open to the scent of buttery toast and hot chocolate. A tray was sitting neatly on my bedside table , pancakes, eggs, some fruits arranged like a flower, and the signature Rue-style hot chocolate that always hit the right spot.I sat up slowly, stretched, and reached for my phone.“Did you send breakfast to the room?” i texted The reply came almost instantly.“Yes, i did , You should resf It’s four days to our wedding, you’ll need all the strength you can get” I smiled to myself and typed back.“Hmm. Speaking of strength and purpose, is that position you mentioned at your office still open?” His reply came with a little delay. And then my phone rang. I picked up immediately.“Now look who’s back on track,” he teased the moment I said hello.I grinned. “I’m serious. Is the position still available?”He chuckled. “Of course it is. I was saving it for you. You’ll be my Vice President, Vicky.”I smiled wide
Chapter 54: Rue’s PovRUE.The whole ride home, she didn’t say much. She just leaned her head against the window, her fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag like her thoughts were louder than the silence. I kept glancing at her from the corner of my eye. That red bruise on her neck was still staring back at me, and I hated it. Hated the fact that I wasn’t there to stop it before it happened. Hated that it happened at all.When we got inside, I made her sit down on the couch and went straight for the drawer where we kept first aids and ointments . I found the ointment, i was searching for ,uncapped it, and walked back to her.“Let me see,” I said softly.She hesitated for a second, then pulled her braids to the side.I dipped my fingers in the ointment and gently dabbed it on her neck. She winced a little, and I slowed down. My eyes stayed on that bruise the whole time. I swear, if Williams had left more than that, I would’ve done more than twist his fingers—I would’ve snapped his
Chapter 52: My Husband Doesn’t Take NonsenseDay 12/365VICKY.Rue didn’t knock. He didn’t even hesitate. He shoved the door open like he owned the damn place, and honestly? He kind of did—at least right now . I followed closely behind him, heart thumping like a warning drum, but the fire in my chest was burning too hot for fear to sit still.Voices were already rising from the living room. We both froze for a second, standing behind the half-wall divider. Valerie’s voice came sharp and loud.“You’ve been drinking again?! Seriously, Williams? What kind of man chooses a bottle over his family? I am pregnant! i don’t deserve this stress !”“Oh, please, Valerie,” Williams slurred, his voice defensive and cracked. “I came home, didn’t I? What more do you want?”The sheer irony made me laugh out loud. Valerie had snatched this trash from me , for her to handle , it was her trash now . Both of them turned just in time to see Rue step into the room, his eyes like loaded pistols.“Williams
Chapter 52: Smack That ExDay 12/365VICKY“My hair?” I stuttered, turning slowly as Rue walked toward me.You can’t escape this, Vicky…“Nothing. My hair has always been like this. What do you mean?” I laughed nervously, tucking a strand behind my ear.“Nope.” His brows drew together. “Your hair’s been in a messy bun for days. Why is it suddenly down—and why do you look like you’ve been crying?”“You’re overthinking things,” I replied with forced calm. “I was trying out a new hairstyle for the wedding, so I just…”My voice trailed off. I hadn’t even come up with a proper lie. Rue was standing inches from me now, his eyes narrowing as he scanned my face.“Wedding hairstyles? Vicky, you suck at lying,” he said bluntly.I sighed and gave in. “Fine. I’ve just been going through a lot. Everything’s been overwhelming, and I had a little meltdown. That’s why my eyes are red and swollen.”“Really?” His tone softened. “Is this still about what happened last night? I didn’t apologize properly.
Chapter 51: Life Flashed Before My EyesDay 12/365VICKYOf course, I wasn’t going to fall for Williams’ pathetic display of pleading. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy watching it. He was on his knees, looking absolutely defeated—and I hadn’t even started yet. It was a satisfying sight.“Oh, Willy… you really are pathetic,” I said with a short laugh, crossing my arms. “You think this is how you win me back? Crying on your knees? I’m not that Vicky anymore—the one you could move with fake tears and sweet nothings.”He looked up, his eyes watery and face red, but I wasn’t moved.“Get up and wipe those crocodile tears. You should be preparing for what’s ahead,” I added with a smirk.And like a puppet, he obeyed. He stood up, wiped his face, and the shift in his expression was instant—like a switch had been flipped. His face was now twisted with hatred. His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. The speed at which he could change skin like a chameleon was impressive—and terrifying.
Chapter 50: A Quick Visit Day 12/365 VICKY The moment I stepped out of the Uber, I just stood there in front of the hospital like a statue. The building hadn’t changed. Same peeling paint, same small, sad sign hanging off a rusted hinge. I felt like I had been teleported back in time to the exact day I got diagnosed. I closed my eyes for a second, breathed in the stale hospital air, and slowly walked through the glass doors. It wasn’t a big or busy hospital. It was a private clinic that used to be the best in town, clean, organized, full of hope. But now, it was slowly dying just like the patients it used to save. No government support, barely any staff left. Still, Dr. Ben was here and he was the only reason I was too. “I’m here to see Dr. Ben, please,” I said at the reception. “Okay, ma. His office is the last one down the hall to the right,” the nurse replied with a soft smile. I nodded and made my way down the quiet hallway. The air smelled like antiseptic and sadness. I kno