I was sitting in my chair, mentally racing with a ton of emotions, feeling as if she was talking to someone else. It felt like I was lost in a dream, nightmare-esque, where I was caught in her presence, unable to wake up. The words rang in my brain: "Come to the stage... teach everyone... masterpiece proposal..." I thought I was going to pass out, with the words catching in my throat as I tried to process everything going on.I was looking around, searching for Adrian, my rock, my support. He was sitting directly in front of me, eyes locked with mine, calm and reassuring. Here was someone who made me feel a whisper of comfort. Peace washed over me. It seemed to me as if he was assuring me with his eyes, "I understand; I'm here for you; I've got your back." And just then, breaking the spell, the lady said, "Ma, please, we are waiting for you.”But then the lady with a pronounced jaw and searching eyes seemed to perceive my confusion and walked toward my table, the soft rhythmic clickin
"I think we should take off that professionalism and welcome her like a family," said Adrian simply, with a soothing warmth, his voice a balm for my tattered nerves. My heart unclenched with the sensation that Adrian spoke right to my soul, stilling the tempest of my turbulent feelings. I felt as if the weight of my grief had rendered my eyes heavier than ever. I felt an almost physical relief wash over me, as if my very being were exuding all the tension away through the slightest cracks.Drowning in that sea of smiley faces, everyone stared at me with kindness and understanding. The room became brighter as if the lights themselves had melted, sobering into a flickering orange. "Aww, she's really calm," one of the voices expressed with admiration, lingering in the ambiance of compliments. "Oh, she's really nice," said another girl, almost awestruck, as if she was discovering a gem.Expect the conversation to be interrupted by Adrian's voice, a voice that had the marvelous ability of
The waves of nervousness were gracing me with what felt like a confession of a secret sin. My heart was thumping in my chest; sweat was oozing down from my palms; my mind was jumbled with what I should say next. "Come on now, let me have my chance to sit down and then I will say something," I told him in the mildest tone, contradicting the spilled out words that were seeking to have his heart spilled in an unsuspecting ask. My heels were killing me, the points of the stilettos stabbing into my flesh, making every step a Herculean task. I could not stand it anymore; my feet hurt too much, so I wanted to sit down. A chair was brought to me-a delightfully plain one, with cool lines, it seemed, out of nowhere. I sank gratefully into it, a rush of relief flooding through me as the weight from my feet dissipated. It creaked softly, the sound spilling through the room like a soft whisper. "Okay," I said, inhaling deeply one more time as I tried to gather my thoughts. And everyone in the ro
"I have learned in my experience that whatever idea pops in your head, just start working on it bit by bit," I said, filled with conviction as though she was imparting a hard-earned truth. The words were like sunshine breaking through clouds and filling inside with potentiality. "Little time, the world will know you for that," I flashed with an inner flame, as if my soul alight, while giving my advice.They all applauded as though Sarah had touched something deep and personal within their hearts. The faces of the girls were beaming with smiles and glittering hope and inspiration as though they had seen a brighter future. It was like a wave hitting them, trying to erase their fears and doubts."Thank you kind madam," a man intoned very sincerely as he finally stood up from the assembly. The light from his shining eyes indicated a feeling of adoration as if he were seeing some kind of masterpiece. His words were soft like the breeze that blows over summer evening. "I want to boast about
Nods went all around, heads bobbing up and down like some strange puppet show. Gentle waves of agreement rippled through the room, faces determined yet calm. Adrian stood tall enough to be noticed, and I knew he had something to say; I couldn't take my eyes off him, waiting to see whether he would speak. His smile lit up his whole face as he started."Thank you so much for the ideas," he said, filled with warmth. "They are... wow... they are something extraordinary."The room held its breath as if anticipating the punchline. "And for this, the Sterling company is going to give you a holiday to Dubai," he said, even more delightedly, taking in the response around him. He shot a twinkly-eyed glance around the room like he was letting everyone in on an exciting secret, while the room felt as if it were in a vibrating mode waiting for a turn.The room was in chaos with everyone shouting in joy. Then, the voices cut up in pronunciation, tallied into a cacophony of excitement. The sound wou
It seemed as if his look had wrapped around me like a warm embrace, bringing a feeling of comfort, reassurance that calmed my nerves, giving balm to my soul. Yeah, right baby, he said in a low, soft voice, reaching out to place an assuring hand on my knee.In the touch of that hand, there was magic, a tingle running down my spine like a spark from an electric wire, igniting a fire inside me. And again, he reversed the car immediately, the wheels screeching at the very instant as if a bird took flight, the moment he turned the car around and sped towards my house.The car was flowing like a smooth and sinuous river through the streets while it was carrying us along with leaves in a stream towards the destination. We reached my father's house a few minutes later; the house was basking under the familiar sight of the building like a warm hug that enveloped me to safety.It felt looming like a comforting presence before us, and its walls seemed to be a sheltering wing, providing a haven a
"I said yes, Dad, but it was difficult to remain calm with a storm brewing inside me. 'He has, but was that a bad idea?' "I made an effort to reason with him, but there was a tinge of defensiveness in my tone.""Why could it be a bad idea for you?" thundered my father, his face deepening in hues with anger. "I have sold you to Adrian so that he can keep you soft for my information and scam some money for me," he spat venomously. "But tell me, how about all these while? "He boomed out to me, his voice rolling about the walls.I tried to soothe him down, explaining myself, but he wouldn't let me. "Oh, just shut up, you little rat," he sneered. "Instead, you came into the house and began to act against me. Is that right? I say something, and you come in with an immediate counter?" he screamed, his face contorted into an ugly scowl.I experienced mixed feelings of fear and aggression, but I kept my ground. "Dad, the person you sent for the steel was not trustworthy," I explained while rai
My father's face was unchanged, but his eyes glinted with interest with a flicker of curiosity. He wanted to see how low I could go for my mother."We will see how far you're willing to go," his voice dripped with danger, each word almost charged with poison. The atmosphere became heavy with that threatening tone. "Let me see the extent you will sacrifice for your valuable mother," he sighed."No, Dad, you won't do that!", I said, trying to make him understand, my voice filled with deep emotion. But all he did was smile.He glared at me, each word like a whip. "Just watch me," he said, advancing toward me. I was afraid of him; I realized he could hurt my mom if he wanted to; he would use her as leverage to enforce his will.I was almost begging him, my voice quavering now. I needed him to feel something-humanity, pity, guilt. "Tell me why I should not take her life," he said with an eyebrow raised."She's your partner," I said, trying to remind him of his obligations as steadily as I
CHAPTER245JENNY POVLooking at me, completely aghast, Grace's eyes widened with her smile. "Oh, yes," she said. "I have been watching you two for quite some time. I know about the little marriage you have with each other and I know how you both can drive a wedge into each other's side."Adrian's expression was like dusk, with his eyes blazing out all his pent-up wrath. "Touch her and your death will be at your door," he commanded.She chuckled gleefully, "Oh, but you have. I've been your model servant, pretending all along, just biding my time to strike and watch the disarray of your union as your history unfolds."I shivered at her words. Was this marriage truly in danger? Would Grace really fracture everything we had built together?Grace's words made me miserable with indecision. Surely, she wouldn't have done that. I looked towards Adrian to see how this would have affected him, but his face reflected no such expression- it had a strict seriousness."You will not lift a finger to
JENNY POVWe strolled to the living room and there, illuminated by the soft glow of the lights illuminating the path from the entrance, we found Grace (or so she claimed) standing with head downcast, turning eyes to the floor in a gesture of abandonment and with shoulders slumped in an act of discomfiture. "Good day, sir and ma'am," she addressed, her whisper almost inaudible, trembling slightly as she spoke, the words formed by hardly fluttering lips."Yea, Grace," he replied in a neutral tone, without a discernible expression, right when we sat together, as I was sitting on him, arms wrapped around me while holding me to himself, a hand softly placed on my stomach. Adrian then turned to Scarlett, his eyes narrowing as he studied her with a furrowed, working overtime with his brain to decode whatever she was ruminating upon."Grace, who are you?" he asked in a commanding tone that seemed to challenge such pronouncement, laced with some measure of skepticism, his tone even dripping wi
JENNY POVThe onset of this incident will forever remain my awakening hour, with the night still darkened. I became more aware of my surroundings, with the first thing in sight being Adrian, my husband, seated next to me with a most concerned look on his face. That dim bedside lamp light warmed him, throwing the depths of his worry into bold relief."What happened?" I pictured me demanding, but my voice was edged with confusion and alarm. Just as I attempted to rise, dizziness would encompass me, my husband's hands there to gently yet quite firmly assist me."You fell; you fainted," Adrian said. I kept on repeating it to myself in an attempt to fathom what it meant to faint. "I fainted?" I was finally able to whisper, the word now hanging in the air as if challenging my perception.He looked at me for a long moment, concerned but slightly annoyed. "Yes, love," he said gently but firmly. "I've told you to take it easy on yourself." Even as his tone reproached, his eyes showed the quick
JENNY POVMonica left my mother behind, with Grace, the maid, for services in the house. The next day, I woke as if with no energy; my body felt heavy and completely pregnant. "Honey," I called, sweet and gentle, hoping that Adrian would respond. But there was only silence. I waited for a moment expecting him to walk into the bedroom, but nothing.Sighing, I arise and manage to put all my strength into moving toward the kitchen. The instant Grace saw me walk through, she seemed to stop whatever the action was that she was engaged in and smiled, saying "Good morning, ma'am." In that voice, there was this plural, respectful and welcoming tone. I returned the gesture but instinctively put my hands on my huge tummy to rub it while feeling kicks from the baby inside. "Good morning, dear," I added just to sound a little more cheerful than I really felt.It was an exceptionally warm and inviting room that within one breath, would include coffee brewing. I found my usual place on the table an
ADRIAN POVIn the warmth of home, the weak lights of evening embraced us in lazy comfort. "Well, this is home; I was checking on Jenny," I muttered, sadly and tenderly gazing at her with concern. "No need to worry, babe. Jenny was fine," I comforted him with a smile, gently pulling him into hugs.As we moved on toward the room, the only sound from out two feet padding softly across the floor. "We need to hire a maid," I soothingly suggested, trying to approach the subject slowly. But Jenny interrupted, her voice very clear and very strong. "No, baby. I can do all the housework," she opposed right away, with a determined glint in her eyes that dared me to argue with her.My heart reeked of love and guilt towards her. I smiled sweetly and said, "No, my love-no." "You are expecting and I cannot allow you to submit yourself to doing that." Please, let me take care of this." I pleaded as I caressed her hair softly, as though that might somehow soften her resolute spirit.She regarded my w
ADRIAN POVFour hours later, the wait finally ended. Dr. Dazzy walked out of the emergency room, a mask of professionalism on his face, his eyes revealing but a sliver of concern. He called out my name, voice laden with reassuring authority like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man, "Mr...?" Suddenly his gaze shifted towards the waiting area, raking in one after the other until at last, it rested on yours truly.I jumped up, my heart racing. Oh yeah, that's me, I whispered back. "How is she? How's Jenny?" The floodgates burst open.The treatment softened the doctor's looks a bit as he nodded. "I'm with your wife now," he said, almost holding out a glimmer of hope. "Let's talk," he said, sending a gesture toward one of the waiting room's quiet corners. My heart drummed in my chest like a drummer preparing for some primitive ritual. What was he going to say? Was Jenny okay? The uncertainty was murder.I quickly marched into the doctor's office, purposeful stride like a man on a mission,
ADRIAN POVAs we lay there, Jenny's body tensed, muscles broiling under the skin like waves about to crest. A grotesque distortion of her face came into view as her eyes were closed shut, and a strangled, guttural cry, "Hpppp!" escaped her lips, followed closely by a heartbreaking wrenching sound. This tearing sound ripped irrevocably through the very fabric of that moment. Eyes that once sparkled with humor and fun turned into tight, scrunched-up furrows of mixed terror and discomfort." And I, exhilarated, turned toward her, speaking soft, reassuring words, almost like a summer's warm, gentle breeze."What is it, baby?" I asked, leniently. Distracted by pain, Jenny barely perceived my touch as I brushed a straining hand from her forehead. In that instant, I felt an electric jolt through my fingers. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gazed up at me- her expression blurred and hazy, breathing labored. Each rise and fall of her chest steered with ragged breaths alongside cowering flickeri
ADRIAN POVFive months laterSoftly I entered the room calling for my wife. "Honey," I said very softly, very lovingly. "I'm over here, baby," she said, warm and inviting, as I turned in the direction of her voice.Jenny was in the room, snacking and gently rubbing her stomach. She had dancing happiness in her eyes, and her face shone with a glorious smile. I, at that moment, couldn't help but smile back at her, as time seemed to make my love grow stronger for her."You are eating too much baby," I said, staring right at her, mischief ringing in my voice."Funny. It's that time of the baby." She replied, "I'm eating for two now, you know." And I laughed and shook my head, awestruck by the miracle in her womb.Looking at her, he could not stop the gratitude that he felt for all that was in store for the couple. The joy of becoming parents was getting real for them, and the dreamy excitement of meeting their little one was almost tangible. Then Jenny held my hand, intertwining her finge
ADRIAN POVAll fit to burst with happy joy, and really not in any way able to keep joy controlled, I ran straight towards Jenny's ward; and my heart beat like a train's wheels running on the tracks. Cracked the door ajar, I peeped in. But, no sooner did my eyes lay on my beautiful wife lying down there, with her eyes locked onto the television-"Honey," I called softly so as not to startle her.She turned her gaze to me, and a slight smile fell across her lips. "Yea," she replied soft and gentle. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat on it beside her, our eyes shining into each other. I was lost staring into those beautiful eyes and getting all the more lovely toward her.Before the evils of my mind settle, I kissed her lips very lightly, "I love you very much," he whispered-voice barely audible as he choked with emotion. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, drawing in tighter. "I love you too," she murmured, still kissing me.Kissing her made euphoria and gratification wrap aro