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64. Delusional Illusions
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2025-07-03 20:30:42
Anotida MandemwaI have to admit that I do plan my chapters ahead and I 100% cannot wait for the events that will unfold in the next four to five chapters... Actually, all of them to the very last, but for now the next 4-5. Don't forget to leave a like should I deserve it. I am not allergic to gems or reviews. Thank you in advance!
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Condemned Wife's Compliance 212. Not Scary
The weekend seemed to have sneaked on Adrea. She sat in the car as it approached Aris’ childhood home. No matter how much the guy said it was okay, the butterflies in her stomach did not cease their frantic flutters.She folded her hands together in her lap, then unfolded them, then rested one palm against the door as if grounding herself. Outside the window, the neighbourhood slipped by in quiet, orderly lines. It was not ostentatious, not flashy. Everything about the place suggested intention rather than display.Aris glanced at her from the driver’s seat.“You look like you are about to be questioned by a firing squad,” he said lightly.Adrea huffed out a breath.“I feel like I am,” she admitted. “Your mother wants to meet the woman in your life. That feels… significant.”“It is significant,” he agreed easily. “But not in a terrifying way.”She shot him a look.“That does not help.”He smiled, clearly pleased with himself.“Alright,” he said. “Reframe it. My mother has been waiting
Condemned Wife's Compliance 211. Universal Trash
The boutique was quiet in the way over priced places often were.Soft music hummed beneath the low murmur of polite conversation. Racks were spaced generously, dresses arranged by colour and cut rather than size, each piece lit as though it were art rather than clothing. Mirrors lined the walls, tall and forgiving, reflecting silk and satin and the slow confidence of women who knew exactly where they were and why.Adrea stood in front of one of them, fingers brushing over the sleeve of a lavender dress.“This one,” Sofia said from behind her, peering critically at the rack. “You keep circling it like it owes you money.”Adrea smiled faintly.“It reminds me of something my father would have liked,” she admitted. “He always said the colour made me look like an elf… the ethereal type.”Sofia stepped closer, studying the fabric.“Your father had taste,” she said. “And instincts. Try it on.”Adrea hesitated, then nodded and slipped the dress off the hanger.They had been shopping for over
Condemned Wife's Compliance 210. Man Enough
Rafael’s apartment was quiet in the way only spaces lived in by single men ever were.Not empty. Not neglected. Just still.Late afternoon light filtered through the tall windows, striping the wooden floor in gold and shadow. Rafael sat at the kitchen counter with his laptop open, sleeves rolled up, attention fixed on figures that blurred together after too many hours of staring. The documents were work related, contracts that required precision but no passion. He preferred them that way lately. Numbers did not betray you. Clauses did watch you heartlessly while pretending to be what they were not as your life came apart.He took a sip of coffee and grimaced. It had gotten cold.He had made it hours ago.The knock at the door startled him more than it should have. He frowned at the sound, sharp and deliberate, cutting through the silence like an accusation. No one came by unannounced. Not unless he counted his mother.With dread building in his gut, he closed his laptop slowly and sto
Condemned Wife's Compliance 209. Comfortable A Seat
The building still rose out of the city like a promise made of glass and steel.Adrea paused at the bottom of the wide steps leading into the headquarters, her gaze lifting instinctively to the familiar lines of the façade. The morning sun struck the glass at an angle that turned the structure almost translucent, reflections of clouds drifting across its surface as though the sky itself had been invited inside.For a moment, she was not a grown woman with legal authority and an appointment on the top floor.She was a child again.Small fingers curled around her father’s hand. Shoes polished too carefully for a girl who would scuff them within minutes. Her neck craned back as she stared up in awe at the place where her father worked, where decisions were made that shaped markets and futures.He had laughed softly then and squeezed her hand.“Don’t let buildings intimidate you,” he had told her. “They’re only impressive because people agree they are.”She exhaled slowly now, grounding h
Condemned Wife's Compliance 208. Not Much Better
Belinda found Irene in the sitting room, seated near the tall windows with a tablet resting on her knee. She looked elegant, her expression calm, but Belinda had begun to notice the small tells that betrayed when the older woman was tired. The faint tension around her eyes. The way her fingers tapped lightly against the glass of the screen.“Irene,” Belinda said softly.Irene looked up at once, her face warming.“There you are,” she said. “You should have rung for water. You are not meant to be walking about yet.”“I know,” Belinda replied, a little apologetic. “I just needed to tell you something.”Irene set the tablet aside. “What is it, dear?”Belinda hesitated, then squared her shoulders.“My parents are flying in,” she said. “They’ll be here by tomorrow afternoon.”For a moment, Irene simply looked at her. Then her expression shifted into something thoughtful and resolute.“That is good,” she said. “Very good.”Belinda blinked. “You think so?”“Yes,” Irene replied without hesitati
Condemned Wife's Compliance 207. Not Alone
Mrs Payers had been standing in her kitchen when the phone began to ring.The phone lay on the counter beside a bowl of half cut vegetables, the screen lighting up insistently, her daughter’s name pulsing there like a living thing. For a moment, Mrs Payers did nothing. She simply stood with her hands resting on the edge of the counter, her shoulders tight, her breath shallow and mind torn.She had told herself she would not pick up.Not yet. Not until she was ready. Not until she could hear Belinda’s voice without anger rising to choke her. Not until she could trust herself not to say something she would regret.The phone kept ringing.Mrs Payers closed her eyes.She thought of the last time she had spoken to her daughter properly. The shouting. The disbelief. The shame that had settled heavy in her chest when she had learned the truth. A married man. A scandal. Their family name whispered about with raised brows and lowered voices. She had felt betrayed and humiliated and furious all
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