My heart thumped as I walked up the stairs. I was certain the panties and bra, as well as the dress lying on the floor of our living room, weren't mine. My anxiety was over the roof, I walked quietly to the bedroom and pushed the door open. It was at that moment my heart sank to my stomach, the world paused for a second and I couldn't control the tears that flowed freely from my eyes.
“Marcus, how can you do this to me?”I yelled in tears and that was when I noticed the lady he was in bed with was my best friend, Camilla. I felt the air suffocating me and I couldn't control the burst of anger that overwhelmed me.
“Camilla, you snake!”I screamed and began to throw things at them on the bed. Everything my eyes came in contact with, I picked up and threw it at them. Camilla tucked herself underneath the duvet and Marcus hurriedly came to hold me down.
“Are you crazy, Sienna?”he asked, holding my arms tightly.
“Do you want to get us injured?”he asked.
I couldn't believe it, my husband was having an affair with my best friend and yet it was I who seemed crazy?
“You're a mess Sienna, your life is messed up, I can't deal with you anymore. We've been married for five solid years and yet no child, it's driving me crazy”, he yelled and punched the wall.
“Sometimes I wonder what the problem is, but I'm certain it's not me, Sienna. You are the problem, go and fix yourself somewhere else but I can't do this anymore. What's a marriage without babies?”. Marcus's words pierced through every corner of my heart. I knew our childlessness was disturbing but he always assured me that he would be patient until God decides to bless us with our own child, yet here he was venting at me. Tears continued to flow effortlessly down my cheeks.
“I want a divorce”, Marcus said, staring at me from across the room.
I was struck. “You can't be serious about this, Marcus. After everything we've been through? After giving up my family for you? You want to give up the nine years we've shared together just like that?”, I asked in disbelief, hoping to hear him say he didn't mean what he said, but it was inevitably clear that his mind was made up.
“My lawyer has prepared the divorce papers already, all I need is for you to sign them”, Marcus said, pulling out some documents from the drawer beside the bed. He walked up to me with a pen in his hand and my life flashed before my eyes.
“Don't make this difficult for both of us. Here you go”, he said, handing the papers over to me with the pen. I was still in awe and Camilla’s smile was more salt to my wound. I took the papers from him and signed on everywhere he asked me to after carefully reading through.
“You can come back to pick up your stuff, but you'll have to excuse us for now”, Marcus said, going back to Camilla on the bed.
“One more thing. Camilla here is pregnant for me, she's going to be the mother of my child soon. I hope this clears your doubts and prove that you're the problem, not me” Marcus said with a smirk on his face
That was the last straw that broke the camel's back. I burst into a loud cry and ran off away from the house. I ran as fast as I could, crying and sniffling. I had no idea where I was going but I just knew I wanted to be away, far away from all of this. I finally stopped when I ran out of breath. I couldn't help but cry some more, my whole life had been destroyed.
I called my friend, Jess and she immediately came to pick me up when she heard me crying on the phone. Even she couldn't believe that Camilla would do something like that but I couldn't kill myself. Life had to go on. I stayed up all night, vomiting and crying and I felt sick as hell. Jess had to take me to the hospital the next morning even after I convinced her it was nothing to worry about, I was just going through a lot of stress. The doctor ran some general checks, I was sent to the lab for some tests and an hour later when the results were out, I was confirmed pregnant.
Like I hadn't been through enough in the past 24 hours. I was really excited about the pregnancy, Jess was even more excited for me but considering the circumstances between Marcus and I, I had to make up my mind. He made his choice already and I respected that. I decided I'd move to a new city and have a fresh start for my baby and I. I made Jess promise me that she wouldn't tell anyone about the pregnancy, especially not Marcus or Camilla. I just wanted to be away from all that drama and heal so I could be a good parent to my child regardless and Jess respected my decision. I made some reservations online for a hotel in California and also made contact with some housing agency so I could get a house there. I was assured that in less than a week I'd get a place that suited my preferences and budget. And that was it, my mind was made up, I also contacted a towing company to get my things from Marcus's house and move them to me in California and in less than 48 hours, I was on my flight to California.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We're beginning our descent into Los Angeles International Airport. We're currently 8 minutes away from touchdown…” the pilot's announcement cut through my daydream.
It was all so overwhelming for me, just two days ago, I had planned the most romantic dinner to celebrate I and Marcus's fifth wedding anniversary and it all turned into my worst nightmare and here I was, Pregnant, Divorced, betrayed by myself best friend, completely without any family and I was starting my life afresh.
I got back to the room with a first aid kit and Dante wasn't there anymore. I looked in the closet and he wasn't there either. I thought he may have gone into the bathroom but there was no sign of him there. I placed the first aid kit on the drawer and went to the balcony to check if he was there. “Melinda, I don't want to have this conversation with you anymore. I will tell you where to meet me tomorrow, you can't be coming to my house anymore, I have a wife now and I most certainly don't want any trouble with her or my mother” I heard him say over the phone.‘Who is Melinda?’ I wondered. I stayed away from him patiently waiting for him to finish up his call so I could tell him to come in so I could clean his wound properly.“Melinda, I am not going to argue with you about this. I'll see you tomorrow, Goodnight” he said and dropped the call. As he turned to come back in, he was startled after seeing me standing there. “Why are you out here?” He asked“Umm I was just looking for y
I immediately moved away from him as I felt tension buildup in my body. For the first time in a long time, I felt an instant arousal. Marcus stopped trying to touch me for a long time because we were both tired of trying to have a child and I was okay with it. I had lost my nerves and it felt like my body couldn't respond to sexual sensations any more but with Dante, just his voice in my ears did a whole lot to me that I couldn't explain. “Thank you”, I said with a smile. “This necklace is really beautiful, thanks”“I just thought it would complement your dress quite well and I wasn't wrong. It's perfect” Dante said as we walked out of my apartment. I had barely lived there for a whole week and I felt like I was leaving a part of me behind. The drive to Dante's house was short and I was amazed by the structure he lived in. A massive penthouse with exquisite luxurious furniture and decorations. Dante's mom was waiting for us by the time we got there. “Hey mom”, Dante said and made
“You are such a beautiful young lady, my son is really lucky to have you in his life”, Dante's mom said as we walked off to the shore of the beach. I was completely trapped in my head, praying to not do or say anything wrong. I was worried she'd ask me questions that I wouldn't be able to give answers to considering the extremely short period of time I've known Dante. “You see dear, I was always scared my son would end up alone as he always wanted, it would have broken my heart to see him do that. He may not tell you this, but Dante had a very odd childhood and that affected him badly”“Odd? How so?” I asked, interrupting her as she spoke. “Oh yes, it's something I can never be proud of, but Dante's father used to be a very short tempered man and whenever he was mad about something he would always take it out on me, it was really terrible having my little boy witness all of that and growing up as a teenager, I observed that my son had taking some traits of anger from his father”, S
“Yes, I'll take the red dress then”I said, breaking the silence and drawing Dante's attention back to reality. “Alright then, I'll have it delivered to your address in about an hour. Do you know how to drive?”, he asked. “Drive? Yes, why?”. “Take this, there's a grey Maybach parked just beside my black Bentley truck, you can't miss it. Go home, get some rest, long night ahead”. My jaw dropped, he just handed me the keys to a Maybach. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined myself driving a Maybach, atleast not yet. I tried to hide the excitement in me, but it was just too hard to conceal. “Knock yourself out”, he said laughing out. “Thank you”. I hurriedly went to the parking lot and it wasn't a dream, I was going to drive a Maybach home, I wondered what my neighbors would think. I just moved in barely a week already and I'm driving a Maybach? Ohh- well, I deserved a bit of the soft life too. I was so excited, I had to call Jess on FaceTime to tell her all that happene
“Have a seat, Sienna” CEO Dante offered, and he was sounding rather polite, which seemed surprising to me. I took a seat without any further talk. Silence engulfed the room for a moment and there he was again, staring directly into my eyes and I couldn't look away. His eyes were so charming, I couldn't resist but look back into them. His stare was uncomfortable but soothing at the same time, it threw me into my wildest fantasies. “Here you go”, he said, dumping an envelope on the table. I was hit with an immediate flashback of the night with Marcus, the divorce papers and all that. I took deep breaths to ease off but I couldn't help it. Everything felt fresh in my heart again, I felt a tear drop down from my eyes and I immediately wiped it off with the back of my sleeve hoping Dante hadn't noticed but it was too late. He was looking at me, but this time, concerned. “Are you alright?”he asked, reaching out to hold my hand on the table. “Yes sir, I'm very fine thank you”, I respon
The last time I set my eyes on Daphne she was still so little, 10 years old Daphne and the one that was right in front of me were very different. I burst into tears and gave her a really tight hug. I missed her so much, I missed my family so much. I was only sixteen years old when I left home and abandoned my family and everyone who had been a pillar of support to my existence, and now that was the biggest mistake of my life. Eight years since I lost contact with my family and every single day I've had to live with the burden of knowing that I abandoned my little sister for a boy and robbed her of the opportunity to have a big sister to look out for her and be there to support her. “Oh Daphne! You're so grown now”, I said, wiping the tears off my face. I was so happy to see her but I guess she wasn't happy to see me. She stared at me in surprise but she kept her distance from me after I let her off my embrace. “How's everybody at home, does mom still have her garden?” I asked with