***CADEN*** “Here, it is,” Esther hands me a cup of coffee and looks amazingly at me. She takes a seat right next to me and grabs my criss-cross our hand and lean her head on my shoulders gently. “What happened? You look disturbed?” she asks. “Disturbed? Not really but I just saw someone who dragged my attention to her,” I answer. “Really? Who?” she lifts her head up and looks at my face in the expectation of answer. “Daisy,” I say. “Daisy? Here in the hospital?” she asks me. I nod my head. She doesn’t ask me any more questions but she leans her head back to my shoulder and clutch my shoulders. “Caden!” she asks. “Hmm…,” I hum. “Is Daisy really beautiful?” Her question made me sense the little ounce of jealousy in it. I smileas I hear that. “Yeah, very beautiful. She could be tagged as Miss beauty of the whole country,” I say. I know that isn’t correct but I just want to play little game with her and have little fun. “Oh! Really? Is she extremely beautiful? I swear you wo
***ESTHER*** Caden sends me her address in my phone. I never thought that the girl with whom I bumped in the cafeteria. And she is pregnant, that’s what shocks me even more. Well! She is indeed beautiful. She has beautiful green eyes, curly brown hair over her waist and beautiful porcelain skin, pink lips and her subtle smile when she talks with people. She didn’t seem like an extroverted person at all. I can sense her innocent aura from her face, like she is too delicate even to shout. But I could easily sense that she wasn’t happy. She was sad. Why would someone be unhappy after hearing that she is getting pregnant? But when I looked around, she was alone and without her husband or her boyfriend. Does that mean that baby was unwanted by her pair? Was she unhappy because of that? But the more shocking news is, she is Daisy. I mean she is the same girl, his dad asked him to marry but isn’t it shocking that she is already pregnant. I am sure it is of Cohen. Caden had told me tha
***ESTHER*** I am just so much shocked to hear him talk about my dad. I have never heard anyone talk about my dad after that accident. You know what, Mr. Payne was my dad’s classmate but I have never heard him talk about my dad all this time.“How do you know about my dad?” I ask. “So, you’re his daughter?” he asks. “Yes, I am his daughter but how do you know about my dad?” I reiterate. “I was incharge of his case. The one in which there was huge embezzlement of money. And in the one in which he was killed,” he says. “Killed? What do you mean by killed? M dad wasn’t killed. It was an accident,” I say. He laughs as he hears that and looks at his daughter for a while and then looks back to me. “Can I talk to you for a bit? I think we have a long history to discuss right now,” he says. I don’t know but for some reason, it makes me want to listen to him and hear what he has to tell me about my dad. “Well! Let’s go to my office,” he says. I look back at Daisy. She calms me as she
***ESTHER*** “Stop her, I don’t want to see her face. Tell her never to visit again and not to threaten me with brazen threats. She can abandon me if she likes. I don’t have any problem with that,” I hear the sounds of my mom inside the cabin. She is shouting at her nurse loudly and scaring the hell out of her. She is standing right in front of the bed and moving her whole body along with her hands. Her action seems really to be intimidating right now. “But mam! She is your daughter. You need to see her one day. You can’t always avoid her from meeting you. I have heard that she really wants to talk to you about some important stuff,” the nurse tries to convince her. “Why don’t you get it? She is my daughter and that is why I don’t want to meet her. I don’t want to face her and expect to see the questions she might ask me in the future. I am scared to see her. I know she doesn’t know anything but I am scared one day, she will knock the door of my heart and would want to know t
***ESTHER*** “Have you ever known the fact that I wasn’t the first love of your dad?” she asks me. What? I have never known that fact all my life. I have never seen my dad and mom quarrel over the things and I have never heard them even argue or have discussion with each other. They were really hard to deal with couple. I mean no one would just understand each other just like that. They were too good to be just true. Hence, never in my life that question ever occurred. Who was the first love of my dad?I had always thought that it was her, my mother and strongly believed that all my life. However, hearing that the truth that I had believed all my life has now turned out to be the false assumption shocks me on one side while it hurts me that my mother isn’t the one he loved. “It’s not even possible,” I say. “I knew you wouldn’t believe that. The relationship between your dad and me was bound my trust and respect for each other. I know he had done the same to me all his life but I
***ESTHER*** “Mom, I am going to visit your frequently from now on. If you feel alright then, I am sure we can move in together in our house together,” I say. She smiles as she hears that. Moving in with my mother has become another part of my dream now. I want to spend the same old time, that we spent together before. I know, it will take time but it is definitely going to happen someday. She bids me goodbye and for the first time in these months, I feel bidding bye to her sounded so much exciting. Before, she wouldn’t even watch my face but now, she is here at the door of her cabin to bid me bye. It feels great. “Bye mom,” I say as I walk away from there. I grab a taxi and head for the Caden’s home. I am glad that this whole time, my mom didn’t notice my bump. Maybe she had thought that it was my regular stomach or so. I am glad that she didn’t ask any question about it to me. It would had been really hard to explain to her. My hands unconsciously goes to my stomach as they car
***ESTHER***"Just listen to me first," his dominating voice overrules the whole room leaving me speechless and motionless. I don't move with his intimidating voice and my whole body freezes all of a sudden."Just listen to me! Hear me first, will you?" He grabs both my shoulders. I don't know when did that happen but he is too much close to me now that I can't avoid his nearness anymore. That all occured in a flash of seconds and I could do nothing at all.I couldn't help but gaze at his eyes as his does same to mine. I don't know but I feel intensely weird when he looks at me. Those intense gazes are just... So much different. I can't decipher what does that mean but those eyes aren't just normal."What is it? What do you want from me?" My voice stiffens as I grit my teeth while my index finger points on his chest.He holds my hand on his with a tightened grip."Leave my hands and give me my answers," I say."Give your answers! I'm willing to give you more than that. The thing that
***Demonte***I suck in all the air that's around me when she asks me, if I am connected to David's death.I want to lie. I want to tell her it's not truth and get away from everything but I cannot.I have been feeling so much guilty all this time for this specific one crime. All of the people, I have murdered, kidnapped or blackmailed, they had always been the bad people.I have never ever tried to harm good people even when I was an underground mafia. I had my own principles. I won't touch any woman and any children and not good people at all.But that bastard, he made me do that. He made me do that crime without letting me know who is inside that car that night.I want to repent. I want to keep everything in order for the mistake I had committed but that wasn't possible. How am I going to handle it? How am I going to keep everything back to its position? It was impossible. It was out of my reach.I killed them. I literally killed them. And I knew that there was no way around for th