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Divinity's Decent Damaged
"Do what you feel in your heart to be right—for you’ll be criticized anyway." — Eleanor RooseveltChapter 49How could I explain the deep and intense fear the minister elicited from anyone who came near him? How could I explain the fear I had of the minister doing to my family what he had done to Jason’s? How could I explain believing that enduring it was much easier than running away from it?Jacobi shut his eyes and rubbed his temples vigorously, clearly agitated. “I have to go,” he finally said, rising to his feet. “Call me if you need anything.”And with that, he left the room.I stared at the shut door, crestfallen. Even though I knew he was only doors away in his office, his unceremonious departure signalled to me his repulsion by my story, confirmation that I was indeed damaged. And even though it was a realisation I had lived with for years, this time it hurt. It truly hurt.The next day, after weeks of trying, madam maria was finally given access to me.“
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Divinity's Decent Tealight
"The right person, the wrong time, the right script, the wrong line. The right poem, the wrong rhyme. And a piece of you that was never mine.” Unknown chapter 50I had drifted off to sleep when I felt a light tap on my arm. I opened my eyes, and there he was, the man Has been making my heart beat non-stop, impeccably dressed in a white Oxford shirt and black dress pants. I glanced at the wall clock and saw that it was almost midnight, way too late for him to look as perfect as he did.“Come with me,” he said, stretching out his arm, a smile on his face.I sat up, confused, wondering what he was up to. Taking his arm, I got out of bed and allowed him to lead me out of the room and down the corridor, thankful I was clothed in one of my better nightgowns. Once out of the building, he opened the gate that led to the old doctors’ quarters his father had called home in the latter years of his life after his beloved wife had died, a
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Divinity's Decent No escape
"The worst prison is not made of walls, but of fear and silence." Unknown Chapter 51Walking behind Helen, my legs were like lead. As we approached Jacobi’s office, the sound of the minister’s gruff voice and hearty laughter made goosebumps break all over my skin. This was no nightmare but stark reality. The minister was indeed back.“Ah, there she is!” he exclaimed, as I walked into the office. “See how fresh and healthy you look. I was expecting to see an invalid.”“She’s had a good time recuperating,” Jacobi answered, his voice even. “She was in very bad shape when she was brought here.”I threw an alarmed look at him, wondering why he was going into that level of detail with the minister, especially as it would lead to questions about why I had been so badly beaten in the first place.“Leave that nonsense. We all know that it is laziness that has made her stay here this long,” the minister retorted. “Almost two months in hospital,
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Divinity's Decent doctor
Whatever is meant for you will reach you even if it is beneath two mountains, and whatever is not meant for you will not reach you even if it is between your two lips.” — Imam Al-GhazaliChapter 52Wordlessly, I started walking back to the house. I felt the sympathetic looks from the chief security and his men, and upon reaching the house, the rest of the domestic staff.But none of them was brave enough to approach me, not even Madam Maria.I walked wordlessly up the stairs and to my room, my resolve to leave growing with every step.Even as a corpse, I was going to find a way out of the ranch if it was the very last thing I did.I lay in bed as day eventually turned to night, falling into a deep depression, wondering how to get myself out of the mess life had made for me. Ya Allah, grant me an escape, I whispered into the darkness. But just as I was sinking to the bottom of the abyss, I remembered Jacobi’s promise to me."Nobody is going to
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Divinity's Decent This is love?
"The heart’s greatest rebellion is loving in captivity—but every act of defiance has its price." Unknown Chapter 53 I remained in the dining room as madam maria i went to let him in, my ears straining to catch their conversation. My heart pounded with nervous excitement. It didn’t even matter that, dressed in one of my older native dresses, I wasn’t looking my best. Jacobi had seen me at my worst and had fallen in love with me anyway. I was too ecstatic—not just about seeing him again, but about being one step closer to escaping this place. “It’s Doctor Jacobi,” madam maria announced, returning. “He said he has an appointment with the minister. Please, go and sit with him while I call your husband. Knowing how long it takes the minister to get ready these days, he might have to wait a while.” I nodded, trying to act composed, even though my insides churned with anticipation. Rising to my feet, I walked to the living room with measured grace. “Good morning, Doctor.” Jacob
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Divinity's Decent Love in Silence
He swore to save me, arms stretched wide,But shadows called, and love must hide.If night should claim me, don’t forget—I loved you once. I still love you yet. unknown Chapter 54As he walked past me, it was a struggle to maintain my composure. I knew that the clock had already started ticking for Jacobi and me.Ibrahim might have bought my excuse, but he was going to keep a keen eye on us.Whatever Jacobi was planning had to happen very, very quickly.Getting back to my bedroom, all memories of the encounter with Ibrahim were discarded as I lay on my bed, listening to Whitney Houston on my new phone. I shut my eyes, a content smile on my lips, happy that not only had my love not forgotten me, but everything was also still on course for my escape.I sang out loud, not caring who heard me, elated that my life—my miserable life—had finally become a love story, the kind I had read about and longed for, the kind I never thought I would ev
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Divinity's Decent just stay
The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving." — Elizabeth GilbertChapter 55I woke up the following day with more purpose than I’d had in all the years I’d been in Boston. I was finally leaving. I wasn’t running away blindly to Mississippi, or leaving for a life of uncertainty in india. The man of my dreams, the true love of my life, was taking me far, far away from all my troubles, to start a whole new life. I still had no idea what he planned to do with the life he had started for himself in Boston, most especially as it concerned his father’s hospital, but I was confident that whatever he was planning was the very best option there could be for us. And that gave me all the confidence I needed.Speaking with him early that morning, we decided it would be best for me to use the desolate back gate as my escape route that night, especially as I was now confined to the compound.
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Divinity's Decent Whispers in the Dark"
chapter 56"And when My servants ask you concerning Me, indeed I am near. I respond to the call of the supplicant when he calls upon Me." — Surah Al-Baqarah (2:186)I sat up in bed all night, frantically dialing his number, but to no avail. As soon as dawn broke, I wore my shoes and started making my way to the back gate, determined to jump the fence if I had to. Nothing and nobody was going to keep me from finding Jacobi, from seeing with my own two eyes that he was fine.As I approached the gate, the little phone finally rang. I almost fainted from relief when I saw Your Love flash on the screen.“Jacobi? What happened? I’ve been calling you all night!” I shrieked.“My angel, I’m really sorry,” he apologized. “You won’t believe what happened. I got back from Atlanta to find that some hoodlums had completely trashed the hospital.”I stopped dead in my tracks. “Trashed?”“Dear, the place is a mess,” he continued. “They destroyed everything; furniture, equipme
Last Updated : 2025-03-31
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Divinity's Decent Inferno of No Return
Chapter 79“There is no escape. Death will come, and it will come for us all.” — UnknownHe takes advantage of my shock to pull me back in the room.I want us to die in each other’s arms,” he says, his hands roaming my body as he lowers his face to mine. “Our naked bodies entwined in perfect union. That’s the way they will find us, loving each other even unto death.”Before his lips can claim mine, I reach for the now empty jewellery box on my table and smash it on his head with all the strength I can muster.He lets out an anguished yelp as he releases me, and I take the opportunity to run out of the room.Where ?, I have no idea. I run down the corridor towards the flames, hoping I can make my way downstairs somehow. But as I approach the stairs, the searing heat keeps me from attempting to go any further. The fire is raging furiously, obliterating the stairwell and, from what it appears, the entire lower floor. He must have started the fire d
Divinity's Decent Ashes of the Past
Chapter 78"The most dangerous people are the ones who pretend to be your friend until they have the chance to become your executioner." — Unknown“That’s a nice hair style you have there. It seems strange seeing you without your head scarf,” comes a voice from the door. “I didn’t think I would find you here.”Even though the worst is over, hearing that voice still sends shivers down my spine.“Good evening,” I say to Ibrahim, as he walks into the room. “Something came up. I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”“May I join you?” he asks, smiling at my glass of wine. I shrug, and he proceeds to pour himself a glass. “I hear you were able to sell the place for a tidy amount of money.”I shrug again, not wanting to go into any details with him.“I’ve also put up the bakery and the house in New-York for sale,” he says. “My family and I are moving to Washington. With Dad gone, there isn’t much for me here anymore.”I don’t answer, and he sets his glass down. “Zeyne
Divinity's Decent The Last Goodbye at Elmridge Ranch
Chapter 77."And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." — Anaïs NinAt his lip’s touch, I feel myself blossom like the flowers that have now been discarded on the floor. Our kiss binds not just our lips…but our hearts and our souls. Cupping his face with my hands, I want to remain in that position forever. I want him to whisk me off my feet, take me to my bedroom, and make passionate love to me. And from his heavy breathing, I can tell he wants that as well.But then he pulls away and gives me a tender kiss on my forehead, bringing me also back to my senses. There will be plenty of time for us to explore each other…in every way possible. But not here. Not in this house.We walk inside, hand in hand, and sitting in the living room, I tell him about all that has transpired in the months since we have seen; my shocking inheritance from the minister and the even more shocking amount the r
Divinity's Decent The Last Goodbye, The First Hello
Chapter 76 ."Out of difficulties grow miracles." – Jean de La BruyèreTears pool in my eyes as the contents of the note hit me like a slap in the face. Jacobi has left me, and despite what he has written, there is a high chance that he might not return. My heart, soul and spirit are crushed. Without him, what is there to look forward to?Early the next morning, Catherine eaves for New-York. By noon, the minister’s lawyer arrived. Barrister Evans is the minister's longtime associate, who was even part of the contingent that accompanied him to India when he came to marry me. A pleasant man who wears his age just as regally as his friend did, he is one of the minster's cronies who never lusted after me once, and was always genuinely nice to me. But today, sitting before us in the living room, he isn’t his usual humorous and playful self. He is here for serious business. He coughs before he starts to read.I, Omar royale wahah , a legal ad
Divinity's Decent The Quiet After the Storm"
Chapter 75 "“Some goodbyes are not farewells; they are promises to return or maybe not Unknown.But one thing I have not forgotten is the love of my life. Jacobi.The day after the manhunt for madam Maria i, I heard he was released from police custody, and I regretted afresh not having the wisdom to have saved his phone number when I had the chance. With madam Maria, the only person who could have helped me with it, I was even more regretful of the loss of the person I had once considered my closest ally in the house. As the days rolled by, but with no word from him, I have had to accept that he had probably realised I just wasn’t worth all that trouble. On my account alone, he lost his father’s hospital and was almost imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit. Nobody would blame him for walking away from someone so toxic.But just when I have brought myself to accept that, this time, I have lost him forever, and that I will just have to m
Divinity's Decent The Silence After the Storm
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” — Charlotte Brontë, Jane EyreThe call came at 4:12 a.m.I was already awake, lying rigidly atop the silk sheets he insisted I sleep on, staring into the heavy darkness. The phone rang—sharp, slicing through the stillness—and even before I heard the soft knock at my door, I knew.I knew but ignorance was a tool dangerous in the Right hands."The Minister has passed,and his burial will be held in the coming days" the news reporter whispered, her voice trembling.Maybe he was one of her benefactors too.Passed.Such a gentle word for a man who had been anything but gentle.Dead.Gone.Just like that.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat there, feeling absolutely nothing. No gasp, no collapse to the floor. No tears.Only a strange, hollow stillness in my chest, as if I had been emptied out long ago.The Great Minister. The champion of reforms.The man loved by the people — a
Divinity's Decent The Eyes of Farewell
"And suddenly you know… It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings." – Meister EckhartHer eyes clouded with tears, and I turned back to look at the officer. “Can I speak with her in private first?” When he hesitates, I add. “I promise, she’ll answer all your questions later. Just give me the chance to talk to her first…to get her more comfortable.”That seems to do the trick, and he nods in agreement. I look at Ibrahim and Yusuf, and neither one expresses any reservation.Taking Catherine's hand, we enter the old vintage house. “Are you the only one home?”She nods, her body shaking like a leaf. “Zeynep, I didn’t know she was going to do it. Please, don’t let them take me.”“Nobody is going to arrest or take you,” I coax her.She wipes her eyes. “I know you’re angry with me. Angry because of…”“Because of the minister ? Catherine, you should know better. I wish you had trusted me enough to tell me. I thought we were friends,”
Divinity's Decent In the Name of the Father”
“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” — Stephen King“Poor girl, you don’t know how much I pitied you every time you came here, thinking she was your friend,” he said, still looking at me. “Almost from the moment you arrived, she did everything she could to get you out. I used to shake my head as she encouraged you to continue to receive that one,” he beckoned at Ibrahim with his chin, “in your bed, deceiving you that it was the only way to have some footing in the house, though she knew full well that the more accepting you were of his son, the more it angered Omar and pushed you away from him. She thought he would have sent you away years ago and didn’t anticipate you staying for as long as you have.”“But the minister had so many other women. Amanda, Clara, Lauralee, Clementina…just to name a few,” I say, my head still spinning. “I was the least of her problems.”“You were the one he ca
Divinity's Decent “The Basement Wife”
“The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.” — African Proverb“Where is maria?” Ibrahim demands.That soon becomes the question on everybody’s lips. Where is madam maria?Mary answers when she is summoned to the room. “I don’t know where she is. She hasn’t come upstairs today.”That in itself is an ominous sign, as madam maria has not for one day missed coming up from her basement apartment. Even when she hasn’t felt her best, she has at least ventured up to monitor the progress of work.“Let’s not get too hasty,” I pleaded. “Anyone could have intercepted the minister's meals. Let’s not jump to the conclusion that she did it.”“I agree,” Yusuf supports. “There’s no way madam maria could have done such a thing. Have you seen the state of her since he died? She’s even taking it worse than the rest of us.”“Nobody is suspecting her,” officer mark clarifies. “It’s just important that I ask her a few questions about who she believes might have had a
