SOPHIE.
I sat alone in my bedroom, staring out the window into the dark night sky. The room was dimly lit, with only the faint glow of a streetlamp shining through the window, casting a soft light over my face. I sat there for what felt like hours, lost in thought and staring up at the stars.
Three days ago, my ex-boyfriend Parker had come to beg for forgiveness, but I couldn't bring myself to forgive him, not after he had cheated on me for the second time. The memory of catching him in the act was still fresh in my mind. I had come home early from work to surprise him, only to find him in bed with another woman. Turns out that he has a wife and a child that I never knew about, and he had been using me. Playing me.
The betrayal was devastating, and I knew that our two-year relationship was officially over. I was left to raise our child on my own.
Tears threatened to spill over as I thought about my current situation. I was 23 years old, pregnant and alone. The weight of my future pressed down on me, causing my chest to ache with uncertainty. The stars above seemed to mock me, shining bright and beautiful, while my life felt like it was falling apart. I couldn't help but think about how insignificant my problems were in the grand scheme of the universe.
But my heartache didn't end there.
Earlier that day, I had overheard my mother, Laura, tell her current boyfriend, Damian, that my father, Malton, was still alive. I couldn't believe that my mother had lied to me all these years, telling me that my father had died when I was a child. The betrayal cut deep, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I didn't know who to trust anymore.
To make matters worse, my mother had suggested that I give my unborn child up for adoption. But I refused, determined to be a good mother and raise my child on my own.
As I looked up at the stars, I knew that I had to find the strength to move on and make a life for myself and my child. I made a resolve to birth my child, make enough money to relocate to Holland and start a new life, and look for my father at the same time. It wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to find my father. I had to know who my father is.
I let out a deep sigh and wiped my tears. I knew that the road ahead would be tough, but I was determined to take control of my own life and build a better future for myself and my child. I knew that it would take time, but I was willing to put in the effort to make my dreams a reality.
As I lay down in my bed, I closed my eyes, and let the tears fall as I grieved for what was lost and looked forward to what was to come. The stars outside my window still shone bright, a reminder that life goes on, and I would find a way to move forward too.
SOPHIE More than a year later….I walked into the production company, my heart heavy with uncertainty. I had been working in the R&B department for the past year, trying to save enough money to relocate to Holland and start a new life for myself and my son, Miguel. I had a special talent for discovering new talents and my boss, Alex, had recently promoted me to a supervisor position.But the time had come for me to leave and I wasn't sure how Alex would take the news. I also had another reason for relocating, to find my father who I had recently found out was alive and not dead like my mother had made me believe all these years.I found Alex sitting at his desk, staring at his computer screen with a frown. He didn't seem to notice me enter, so I waited patiently for him to finish his phone call. As I stood there, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. Alex had been a good boss to me, always understanding and supportive of my situation.The office was dimly lit, with a few fluor
SOPHIE I stepped out of the taxi and paid the driver, tightening my wrap over my shoulders and smiling at my son, Miguel, as I began walking, using my Google Maps app to navigate my way to the right place. Rotterdam was a unique and appealing city, situated on the banks of the Nieuwe Maas river. The port was well-equipped and connected, with a long history of maritime activity. The city had the most modern skyline in the Netherlands, with its architectural designs and lively cultural life.As I walked, I noticed my phone battery was almost dead and decided to ask for directions before I got stranded. "Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me where Valentina Foster's family home is?" I asked softly. The way the old man looked at me sent shivers down my spine, but he simply pointed to the left side of the road without speaking. "Thank you," I said, and watched him walk away before following his directions.A few meters ahead, I saw someone waving at me. It was Valentina. She ran up to me and to
I was jolted awake by a gentle tap on my shoulder. "Wake up. Breakfast is served," said Valentina, her voice soft and quiet so as not to disturb Miguel who was still sleeping soundly next to me.I stretched my arms and let out a yawn, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Good morning Valentina. When did you come in?" I asked, my voice still heavy with sleep."Good morning Sophie. I just arrived. Come on, let's start the day. The weather is beautiful for a Monday morning," she said, her voice cheerful as she held my shoulders and guided me out of the room.As we made our way downstairs, I could see that Cassino was already seated at the dining table. He stood up and pulled out a chair for me as I approached."Good morning Cassino," I greeted him as I took my seat next to him."Morning pretty. I hope you and our little boy slept well?" he asked, his voice full of concern.I nodded. "Yeah, I think so."But something felt off about the couple, and I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was
SOPHIE The man narrowed down his head as he waited for his turn. For me to round up whatever I was serving and notice his presence.His prayer seems to have been heard as I leaned over the wooden surface, green eyes boring into his."What'll ya have?", I asked with a smile. If the man standing before me even listened to my question I can't say. He was far too interested in allowing his gaze fall through my breasts. Eventhough I was covered with three layers of clothing, he obviously found the sight of me titillating.I snapped my fingers twice in the air, trying to call back any left-over attention in him. "Excuse me. I asked you a question", I blurted out.The sudden movement seems to have made an effect on him. He brought his hands to his chest, crossing his legs arrogantly for me to see.The man has to think again if he thinks I'm here to play games. I ignored him and grabbed a towel as I started wiping the top of the bar.His eyes never leaving mine as I continued slapping the te
SOPHIE I had just finished closing up the bar when I noticed the mysterious man sitting alone in the corner. The guy who said his name was Lorenzo. The bar was nearly empty, with only a few patrons remaining."He can't possibly be waiting for me," I muttered to myself as I checked the clock. It was already late and he seemed to be alone. I assumed his friends had left him.I was eager to go home, as my son Miguel had been crying nonstop despite my attempts to calm him down. "Hey, shh. Mama's here for you. I'll never leave you," I whispered to him. Even though he couldn't yet speak, I knew he could understand my words as he gradually quieted down.I watched as the remaining patrons stood up and left, leaving the mysterious man as the only one left in the bar. I grabbed Miguel's things and walked over to him. He appeared to be deeply asleep, his head nodding forward.I gently tapped his shoulder. "Hello, wake up sleepyhead," I said.He didn't stir, so I picked up the jug of water on th
. . . We stopped halfway along the road that leads to my host's house as I intentionally told him to stop the car and he did. I wasted no time in climbing down and slamming the door gently behind me for I didn't want to let him know where I lived. Since he was an enigmatic man, he should use his mysterious ways to trace her location if he really required her help. I thought, inwardly. "Thanks for today," I said and grabbed my things. "My pleasure. Remember... Tomorrow it is," he endeavoured to remind for the hundredth time through the window. I could only shake my head as I watched him speed off until he was out of sight. I turned and walked down the empty narrow streets. I stopped as I saw my friend waving from afar and I reciprocated, waving back too with an angel three-sixty smile apparently clear on my face. It was pretty obvious I was blissful with today's activities, although not entirely. I thought, remembering the casanova of a man and his pesterings. Valentina ran to
. . . "So, let's do this. Pretend we're married for a year. You'll be my wife and your son will be my child. But you'll abide by my rules and in return... I will provide shelter for you and your son and l will find your long-last seen father for you. How do you see that sweetheart?" He asked ever so proudly. I waited as if I was meditating on his offer. "What's your reply honey? Cause l don't have all the time in the world." He asked again. I shook my head against the idea. "I don't need protection of any kind from you. I can protect my son and l." I replied after much consideration. My boy who has impeccable timing woke up and started crying on top of his little voice. "Hush my baby boy... I'm right here," I said adjusting in my seat and tapping his butt, lightly. Lorenzo used the situation to his advantage. "You know you should take my offer, Ms. Holland isn't a place where a single Mum can live alone. As I see it... you won't last a week here without any man by your side. Mo
..."Young lady...How may I help you? I heard from my boy you were asking of me." He said in his deep baritone voice.The man standing before me was huge, 5-foot-nine inches tall and exuded this inexplicable aura of wealth around him. He was casually dressed, neatly. There was no denying the kind of power he wielded, after all, with richness comes power."I'm sorry for the inconvenience, sir. I just need a minute of your time." When he said nothing, just obviously observing me, I added. "Just a minute. I'd like to ask a few questions regarding my father. I hope you don't mind?" I asked, lastly.He stared at me like the gutsy stranger I was for being able to come into his domain, uninvitedly. Not everyone who knows him could do so. He thought, inwardly. "I don't see a reason to refuse. You can have a sit." He motioned her to the seat next to her."Thanks," I said, making myself comfortable in the seat as he simply sat at the chair adjacent to mine."I have to say how surprised I was