LOGINVICTORIA ~ By the time I got to Brandon's house, it was exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon. At first, the security guards didn't believe my story. They thought I had stolen Brandon's spare key during my brief stay here yesterday, only to return today and rob him. It was only after I called Brandon and handed the phone to one of them that they finally allowed me in. However, the moment I stepped into the house, something felt terribly off. The phone I had come to retrieve was sitting visibly on the arm of the couch, facing directly toward the entrance. This wasn't where I had left it. I was very sure of that because there was no way I would have forgotten leaving it there. "Well, Brandon might have seen it and placed it here so I could easily find it when I came back to collect it," I concluded, deciding not to think too much about it. I picked up the phone and spun around to leave, only to freeze when I saw a strange figure standing at the entrance. He was blocking the o
VICTORIA ~The moment those words left his mouth, my stomach churned with disgust. It took every ounce of self-control not to throw up right there."Did I ever tell you I needed your apology, Brandon?"Did he seriously think Benita and I had come all the way here with my son just to tell him I'd forgiven him and wanted him back?How ridiculous."What did you come here for then?" he asked, locking his eyes with mine.I opened my mouth to answer, but he cut me off before I could say a word."How long are you going to keep pretending, Victoria?" His lips curled into a smug smile. "Just admit it. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."A bitter laugh almost escaped my lips.If we hadn't been standing inside his office building, I would have said something that would wipe that arrogant expression off his face."You're awfully full of yourself," Benita snapped before I could respond. "Bold of you to think we're here to lick your ass, Brandon."He let out a slow, exhausted sigh and leaned
BRANDON ~ After Victoria left with her friend Benita with her car, I could remember standing there for close to thirty minutes before being finally distracted when I noticed a car approaching. Had it not honked its horn, I would still be there and get knocked down. Although the headlamp lights were visibly shining, I was so absent-minded that I couldn't notice the car approaching. Now in my sitting room, my gaze is upcast, staring at the ceiling as I reminisce about everything I went through in bringing Liam back to Manhattan only to lose him in that manner. "Maybe I should involve the police and claimed that Victoria unlawfully took my child." I thought to myself, given the fact that Liam look so much like me. But then again, I realized I do not have any birth certificate of him. "Well..." I breathed a sigh. "I'm grateful that I was able to see my child at least and interacted with him for some moments." I managed to get up from the couch to leave for my room. If not for anyt
VICTORIA ~By the time we got to Benita's house, it was already dark."What exactly happened? Why did it take you so long?" Benita unleashed the long-acquired question she had been wanting to ask."Please get me something to eat first; we'll talk about that later," I replied, slumping on the couch in the sitting room."Since today I haven't eaten, from one problem to another." I huffed a tired sigh, my eyes closing as if I were dozing off, but Benita leaned in and intervened."Please don't sleep," she said. "I will get you something shortly." She brushed my face with her palms, wiping the drowsiness off my face.She hurried into the kitchen, and within seconds, she was already out, carrying a bowl of rice.The sight alone made me almost sith, but I managed to conceal my feelings, knowing fully well that Benita would feel somehow.She might think the food is not appetizing, not knowing that I had completely stopped eating rice for the moment due to my health.I could not outrightly tel
VICTORIA ~ Brandon was still talking when I stood up and held my son by his wrist to leave. He hurried after me. "Why are you so much in a hurry to leave my house?" "Because you are making your house unconformable for me," I replied, looking away while tightening my grip around my son's wrist. "Okay, I promise not to make it uncomfortable for you again," he responded, staring directly into my eyes, but I did not respond. "Are you now going to stay?" He asked, and I quickly nodded in affirmation. "Are you sure you'll now stay?" he repeated, his tone showing fear and insecure. "Of course, I will," I replied nonchalantly, just so he could let me be. Meanwhile, I was already thinking of a way to escape the building. Benita must have gotten tired of waiting for me. It's almost half an hour since I discussed it with her, and I have not shown up when I clearly told her I was on the way already as of the time we spoke. "Okay, wait while I go get something for you," he said,
BENITA ~ I was about to lock the door of my apartment when I felt my phone vibrating inside my handbag. My mind spirals into many possibilities of who it could be. I had just closed from work, so there's no way it would be from my boss or be a work-related issue. I dipped my hand into the handbag and took out the phone only to discover it was Brandon. Although his number was not saved in my phone, I was able to detect it was him because that was the same number that called me previously requesting I reveal Victoria's location to him. With a furrowed gaze, I stared at the screen, contemplating whether to accept the call or decline it. I stared at the screen until the call ended. Just when I was about to fling the phone into my bag and continue with where I was going, the call came again. This time I quickly accepted the call. My intention was to yell at him and then end the call, but his voice came quickly. "Benita, please, I need your help." His voice was calm and laced with
VICTORIA Today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. The day I married the man of my dreams, Brandon. Instead, it became the day my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. My fiancé's sister, Elese, arrived at the venue before me wearing the exact same custom-made wedding dress as mine.
VICTORIA ~ “Abortion?” Brandon asked, confusion flickering across his face. “Tell me you’re joking, Victoria,” he added, staring at me with a stoic expression. "Of course, Brandon. Are you surprised?" I chuckled, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Well, don't be. I chose this because I can't endur
VICTORIA ~After dealing with everything, I returned to the party only to see Brandon protecting Elese, loudly accusing another person.From their words, it wasn't hard to tell that the person had accidentally spilled some wine from their glass on the corner of Elese's clothes, and Brandon was insi
BRANDON ~ Words alone cannot express how I was feeling. Victoria pretends that all is well, but I know she's just masking her true feelings. I know beneath the surface lies a dangerous thought and plan she's harboring for me, which she does not want me to know of. I took a deep sigh of exaspera







