MasukCHAPTER TWO
I slowly opened my eyes in an unknown room, I was feeling so blank as I tried to take in my surroundings,when it occurred to me that I was in an hospital room. memories flooded back _ being released from prison today after two years, the car, the figure, the eyes and him calling my name.
“Who was that? It can’t be Eric, he was announced dead two years ago..but, what if ?””
“Ahh” i winced as I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my head. It felt as if my head was going to pull off at that moment.
“Miss,” a nurse said, as she gently helped me to sit up. “Miss cami, you need rest”.
I nodded my head, as she handed the medication and glass of water to me.
“Who…saved me?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“He’s in another ward receiving treatment, he sprained his ankle” she replied and guilt filled me.
Why do I keep causing pain to people around me?..” I whispered to myself.
The nurse helped me relax my back on the bed before leaving. Few moments later, a doctor walked in.
“Miss smith you’re lucky, you didn’t get any injuries..all you need is enough rest,
Seems you haven’t been getting that” he said with a little smile on his face.
“Thank you doctor, can I go and see the guy who helped me now?” I asked with pleading eyes.
“You’ll see him once you’re done resting, for now, take a nap” he replied with a smile before leaving me alone in the room. Leaving me to wander alone in my thoughts.
Staring at the ceiling, my mind drifted back to the incident that just happened,
If he hadn’t come to save me, I would’ve been dead now right?… would it have been better?..leaving this world?” I thought.
My thoughts were interrupted by a faint knock on the door.
“Come in”, I said, expecting the doctor or nurse, but to my surprise it was my sister, Lucia. Standing at the door with tears streaming down her eyes,despite that, her beauty still stood firm. Lucia’s beauty is definitely one to behold, with her smooth skin,almond eyes,thick-full brows,pointed nose and an apple shaped lips.her hair has grown two times longer than when I last saw her, and it clicked “ how time flies”
Lucia has always been everyone’s favorite, because of her beauty and angelic personality, but most Importantly _ she has always been my little fairy.
Staring at her now, I felt a mixture of anger, sadness and confusion. “Why was she here now?”
“Sister….” Her voice drew me back to reality as she engage me in a bone cracking hug crying.
“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry” she said amidst tears. I remained calm and let her be.
She stood still,staring at me for a moment, with guilt written all over her.
“Why are you here?” I asked the only question I had in mind.
“Dad wants me to bring you back home, the family misses you” she replied.
“Wow!…I’m glad that my presence matters after two years, is he ready to be called the father to a murderer now?” I asked, a dark chuckle escaping my lips.
“C’mon camellia, we’re family and dad said he has forgiven you…they are all in the past now” she replied and that was all I needed to break down.
“Family?…what’s family?..tell me your so-called definition of “family”..tell me Lucia,
tell me you fool!..you had the guts to show up here after two years and try to lecture me?..huh?” My voice cracked as tears streamed down my face.
“A man who said he can never be the father of a murderer?..a man who threw me out without a second thought when I needed him the most?…is back to take me back in, like I’m some piece of toy he’d just toss around with” I continued with a dark chuckle plastered on my lips.
“Y’all abandoned me when I needed y’all the most, and I’m going to do same to everyone of you. Henceforth , I’m no longer a part of your family, I’m now an “orphan”.
“Get out!” I yelled, as all I could feel at this moment were nothing but pain and betrayal.
Lucia’s eyes swelled up with tears as she made to reach out for my hand, seeing that, I gave her a light push.
“Don’t touch me” I warned strictly.
“Camellia, please you need to have a rethink” Lucia
“I said out!” I screamed out in pure pains.
“How about mum?..ain’t you going to see her one more time?” She asked, her hands trembling.
“She’s not good enough to be called my mother” I replied simply.
“Now, out!” I yelled,as i turned aggressive,throwing out the things I could lay my hands on. This had freightened her to she screw off, leaving me alone in the room.
“Ahh”…I let out a cry as I felt my head banging really hard, the room suddenly became spining and voices began playing in my head.
I was In so much pain,as tears slipped out of my eyes. I held my head so tight as the voices began.
“You’ll pay for this,I promise you”
“She killed him..she killed him”
“ I’ll haunt you, till you die”
“ I warned you to stay away from that guy….YOU MURDERER.
My dad’s statement was the last I heard before slipping into a deep sleep. I felt myself drowning in a deep sea, as I started gasping for air.
Suddenly,the machine started beeping and the nurse rushed in shouting.
“Miss smith…miss smith”
And darkness took over again.
“So…. They know.”The office was darker now. The blinds were shut. The city lights outside cut thin sharp lines across the floor.The man sat alone, elbows on the desk, replaying the final whisper on the damaged recorder.“You’d better stay off this… Mr anonymous.”He exhaled slowly, anger simmering beneath his calm expression.“Someone knows who I am,” he muttered. “And someone wanted that file badly enough to kill for it.”He reached for the phone and dialed a secure number.The line clicked.A deep voice answered, “Yes, sir.”“Find out who was in Bertha City tonight. Every camera, every shadow. Someone took that file, and I want a name before morning.”“Yes sir.”He hung up and leaned back, fingers steepled under his chin.Just then a knock came in..”Boss I’m here”“Come in”The guy walked in with his head bowed.With a cold voice, the boss asked “Report”“Camellia have doing fine and there has been no suspicious move around her…. all thanks to Williams.”“Williams?”“Yes…. He’s Ca
Williams’s head snapped up. Standing a few feet away, clutching her leather bag, was Camellia.“AMY?”Williams braced himself for the confrontation. He quickly stepped back from Amy, but before he could launch into his nervous explanation, Amy stumbled toward Camellia, a wide, clumsy grin splitting her face. “Cami! You're back! You didn't answer my calls! I missed you!" Amy cried, throwing her arms around Camellia in a surprisingly tight, messy hug. Amy’s scent was thick with cheap wine and desperation.Camellia stood frozen for a beat, then sighed, a faint smile touching her lips. "I see."Williams rushed forward. "Cami, let me help you get her inside.""Oh, Williams, you’re so cute!" Amy murmured as Williams helped pull her toward the door. She leaned against him heavily, giggling. "And I like your face, your body is so sexy..."Williams's face flushed crimson, stealing nervous glances at Camellia, who simply rolled her eyes in amusement. Together, they managed to maneuver Amy int
Williams drove into the Brighton Central hospital. He parked crookedly in front of the hospital, the engine barely off before he jumped out of the car. The air smelled of disinfectant and urgency as he dashed through the glass doors, his heart beating faster than his steps.“Excuse me, the patient brought in from the highway accident…Ethan…where is he?” he asked the nurse at the front desk, breathless.“Ward 3B. Left wing,” she replied.Williams didn’t wait to thank her. He rushed down the corridor, shoes echoing off the tiled floor.When he entered, the world seemed to slow. As Ethan layed motionless on the bed… his head wrapped in thick bandages, his arm in a sling, bruises blooming across his neck and shoulder. Machines beeped steadily beside him, each sound a fragile thread of hope as he looked helpless and small.Williams pulled a chair up beside the bed, his eyes locked on his friend’s still face. The panic began to recede, replaced by a deep, numbing ache.He remembered the fir
BERTHA CITY. The black car didn’t just stop at the Smiths gate, it slammed to a halt with the engine rumbling with aggressive impatience. Mrs Caddel stepped out furious, fueled by the rage over the stolen file.She didn't bother with the bell. She laid on the horn, a long, angry blast that sliced through the morning calm. She then pounded on the iron gate, screaming..“Open this gate now!”“Open this gate murderers!”After several tense moments, the main door of the grand house opened, and Lucia emerged. She looked pale and hesitant, recognizing the furious figure in front of her.Mrs Caddel didn’t wait as she pushed through, eyes burning, and when Lucia tried to stop her, she shoved her out of the way.Lucia steadied herself, voice low. “Ma’am please, this isn’t…”Just then, Mrs. Smith appeared at the doorway, face tight with contempt. “What are you doing here?” she demanded.Mrs Caddel hissed. “You?….you think I’d forget?”Mrs Smith’s tone turned cold. “Say what you came for and le
Morning Light. Camellia woke to the faint hum of a city still half asleep. She sat up slowly, her head pounding, her eyes swollen. For a second, she forgot where she was…until she heard faint movement from the living room.Camellia pulled the blanket around her and walked out quietly. Williams sat on the couch, half asleep, hair messy, the TV flickering muted news in front of him. His phone lay face down beside him.Williams.He was still here.She hesitated in the doorway, staring at him. There was something disarming about the way he looked… peaceful, tired, protective.And she hated that her heart still reacted to him even after everything she’d confessed.Williams stirred and looked up, voice rough with sleep.“Hey… you’re up.”She nodded softly. “You didn’t sleep much, did you?”He gave a tired half smile. “Didn’t want to. Someone had to keep watch.”Camellia’s chest tightened. “You meant what you said last night, didn’t you?”His eyes softened. “Every word.”She looked away qui
No one spoke for a long time.Just the sound from the wall clock as if mocking the silence that filled the room.Camellia sat frozen, her hands twisting in her lap. Williams waited, crouched in front of her, his voice low when he finally asked again.“Who was Eric Caddel to you?”Her throat tightened.“My past,” she said faintly. “And my biggest mistake.”Liam frowned. “What do you mean?”Shaking her head slowly, she replied. “He was… someone I loved.”The words fell heavy.Williams blinked, caught off guard. “You loved him?”Camellia nodded, eyes clouded with memories.“He was my first everything. My first safe place, my first laughter after chaos. Eric Caddel was gentle. Patient. He used to write my name on napkins and say it looked too beautiful to waste.” She gave a broken laugh. “And his mum hated me for it.”Miss Clara sank slowly into a chair, listening.Williams stayed still, silent.“His mum never thought I was good enough. She thought I was using him. But Eric didn’t care. H







