Naomi’s PovEverywhere was silent and the fact that it was all white made me feel a bit dizzy. I updated Derrick as I waited for the nurse to bring in Sandy.While awaiting trial, she was diagnosed with some kind of mental issue and was immediately transferred to a psychiatric hospital.I wasn’t supposed to be visiting her according to Derrick. I needed to stay far away from her, but I couldn’t help but be curious. I needed to know why she did that to me. I had expected it from Maya but never from Sandy.The banging of the door made me look up. Sandy was dressed in all white overall, her hair packed to one side with a cloth. Her face was bare. I had never seen her without makeup. She always wore it. She looked like a totally different person without her makeup. “Looks who’s here?” She said in a sing-song.The nurse left her, “Be careful. She’s getting better, but she isn’t well yet.”With that, she was gone.For a few minutes, I stared at the woman who made my life miserable these pa
Nomi's POVI paced my room as I waited for another message from Derrick. Ever since he claimed he needed to make a move, there was no message from him, which only raised my anxiety.I hated that he was putting himself in danger, but there was no other option. I had checked the location he shared with me, and I knew he had left the club hours ago, but now the blue dot on the map just sat in a place. He hadn’t moved from where he was for hours.There was no way Derrick wouldn’t have sent me a message to tell me what was going on with him, especially when I had sent him a message.I called Ricky. Immediately he picked up, and before I could ask him any question, he asked me first, “Did you hear from Derrick?”I could literally hear my heartbeat, “That was the reason I called you. He’s in some strange location that isn’t the club, and he isn’t picking up his calls. I’m afraid.”“I get you. Derrick sent me some pictures he found in Sandy’s room. He should be coming back unless he has been
Derrick’s POVTempting SandyI could hardly believe I was doing this again. I was back at the club, but this time to trap someone else entirely. Naomi had shown me various pictures of Sandy, she believed it would make it easier for me to identify her. And although it was the last thing I wanted, I could easily recognize her with my eyes closed.When she walked into the club with her out-of-shape dress, it only cemented the idea that she truly was the one after us. How could a woman dress that way and expect any man to be attracted to her?I had intentionally sat at an open place, so she could spot me whenever she came in. If truly she was attracted to me, she should be eager to garnish my attention, not knowing she was walking into a trap.But when our eyes met, she looked away.I sip a bit of my drink with renewed interest. Did she do that intentionally or are we just suspecting the wrong person?I spent hours waiting for her to make a move, but she didn’t. She had drank, danced, and
Naomi’s POV“You can’t mean Sandy.”The room was silent momentarily before Derrick nodded, “Of course, I meant her. Doesn’t she know you as much as Maya does?”She does, but Sandy is nothing like Maya. She was satisfied with what she had. She never craved what belonged to someone else. Someone like her won’t ever play a game like this. She was the peacekeeper in the group. Yet, I couldn’t open my mouth to justify her. We were talking about my son’s welfare. So I am open to all possibilities. It would be heartbreaking to discover this was truly Sandy.“But…” I opened my mouth to talk but the expression on everyone’s face told me not to try it.“So, we know that. What do we do?” Diana asked. She clung to Ricky, but the last thing on my mind was asking what was happening between them. I was more bothered about my child than their relationship.“We pretend we don’t know about it and set the same trap for her.”“But what if we are wrong again?” I can’t curb it.What if we are barking the w
Naomi’s POVI saw it. I was bothered because I hadn't heard from Derrick, and he hadn’t called. So, after putting Dean to bed, I came back to wait for him. It was the sound of the car that alerted me. I was waiting for him in the living room when I heard it. I jumped up from my seat to check if it was truly him, and that was when I saw him holding the same package. I recognized it now as I had stared at numerous of it and the image had found a way to stick to my head. So, I knew what he was holding.I expected him to come in, but he had gone back to his car and drove off. It kept me awake all night.‘What could have been in that package?’‘Did we get the wrong person?’‘What was going on?’‘Why didn’t Derrick come in to show it to me?’‘Why did he leave without saying anything?’A little tap behind me brought me back and made me realize that the egg I was frying was burnt beyond recognition.“Mum, What’s wrong?”I could list a lot of things that I thought were wrong in my head, but I
Derrick’s POVI had spent an hour discussing on an online meeting before Ricky stumbled to the living room in just his underwear. At first, he didn’t see me as his eyes were shut and he moved like he was being pushed towards his kitchen. I watched him finish a bottle of water before he opened his eyes. When he turned and saw me, he almost fell, making my smirk grow. It wasn’t every time I was able to surprise him, but getting such a reaction out of him made me momentarily forget what I was going through.“Dude, what are you doing in here?”I cocked a brow at him, “I should be asking what you were doing up there, but I don’t want to know. It gross just thinking about it.”He placed his finger into his hair before moving beside me, “Don’t tell me you have been here for a while?”I raised my hand. I am not saying a word.He smirked, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I had no idea how you were going to react and I didn’t want to add something else to everything going on around you.”I nodded,