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The court proceedings had begun. Damien had gone all out to get the best lawyer he could find for this case. There was no backing down on his part and the media was ready to feast on this frenzy with its juicy details. I followed each and every headline, every blog post and read through comments back to back. I had people messaging me to ask if the news was true but I decided to keep mute until it was all done and over with.As I sat in that courtroom, silently watching as they battled for justice, I could not help but feel a sense of trepidation in spite of how I was supposed to hold on to hope and faith that things were going to turn in our favor.The sneer on the judge's face when the plaintiff spoke was worse when Damien got into the box for questioning. Gerald was relaxed and even had a cocky stance as he watched with a smirk anytime my eyes trailed over to him. I smelled a rat. I would not put it past him to have bribed the judge."This case is hereby adjourned until the 20th o
It came faster than lightning. One month passed like it had been just a week. We were back in the courtroom and even with the air condition that cooled the room, my hands were clammy with sweat as I held on Damien's hand. I was nervous, but strangely, he was so calm. Looking up at his chiseled face, I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder while he held me close. "It's going to be fine. We got this babe," He assured me in a whisper. I nodded, praying in my heart that this was the truth and that we would come out victorious.I sat up and saw Gerald and Damien's siblings walk in, some were courteous enough to say hi, which I responded to. I watched them sit on the other side while Gerald looked in our direction and sneered. Damien gave him a hard glare before looking away.The proceeding started and a different judge walked in. Instinctively, I turned to Damien and it seemed he was as surprised as I was. Gerald shifted in his seat uncomfortably.Soon, our lawyers were up, briefing t
~~~~Damien~~~~~ It was a Sunday afternoon. We were back from church after the service turned into a celebration when Ariana and I went up to give our testimony - our story. Coming back home, my heart swelled with gratitude. Looking back, I never would have thought that life would take me through all that and I would come out strong. It was not until we got to our home and approached the gates that the smiles on the faces of my wife and I dropped. We had an unexpected visitor. "Congratulations." He said as we met eye to eye. "Thank you." I uttered, eyeing him surreptitiously. "Ariana." He nodded in her direction, courteously. "Aiden." She returned and breezed past us, taking the kids who were innocently excited to see him with her. "Can I come in?" He gestured towards the house and though I wanted to say no, I was in too much of a good mood to. "Come on in." I led the way into the living room, seeing as Ariana was on halfway up as the led the children to their room. "Have a
There was something about weddings that always made Ariana fuzzy on the inside. The scent of flowers, topnotch catering, the cascading white decor or just the feel of love in the air. Love that she had experienced bountifully and was drunk with it. Looking back at the year before, she remembered how hard it was to settle back into their 1% of the 1% kind of life. In all honestly, she had missed the simplicity for the past year, ever since they had to move out from what Damien thought was a rich neighborhood but not for the wealthy which they were again. On the bright side, he had sold the old house where their journey started and all its memories - the sweet and bitter ones alike - were now things of the past that they would savor in their hearts for the rest of their lives. Her one worry had been how their relationship with their creator would be when Damien went back to his workaholic ways. Pleasantly surprised, she saw that the revelation of Christ had reverently dawned on him and
Coming home was always a breath of fresh air. The stench of those hospitals - disinfectants, drugs and all - nauseated her so bad, she could not imagine having to stay a minute longer.Shuffling through nursing a newborn and taking care of hyperactive 4 year olds was not an easy job but she was happy right? She had to be. Many people wanted her life. Being married to a sexy, devilishly handsome billionaire who spoiled her silly and gave her all the love she deserved, beautiful children to show for it, a loving family, what else could she possibly ask for?Her unusual union had yielded beautiful fruits in spite of a rough start. Nearly seven years in and she couldn't be happier. But now, there was this sudden heaviness that came with her breaths as she laboured tirelessly to be a good mother, to be present for children, to be a wife who didn't let the spark of her marriage die even when she couldn't find a spark on the inside.Sitting alone on one of those glum postpartum days when sh
"Hey beautiful." I turned around to see him poking his head through the half open door with his heart-stopping grin that still had such an effect on me nearly seven years later. "Hey," I smiled back, hushing him with a finger on my lips as I steadily rocked Ava to sleep. I twisted my neck to relieve it of its ache as I yawned, still shifting from one foot to the other. "Lemme help you with her." He offered. I shook my head quickly, "No it's fine. I'm sure you've had a long day at work, you should rest." He dropped a kiss on my sweaty forehead, "You're so understanding but I still want to help." "Shh." I whispered. "She's asleep already. Just a little more rocking and I'll lay her to sleep properly. Go freshen up." "Yes ma'am." He threw a mock salute that had me chuckling lightly. He left. Minutes later, I successfully laid my daughter to sleep, giving her soothing back rubs just to make sure she wouldn't be awake for a while. I was mentally prepared for her waking up in the mid
"Hey mama!" Tracy squealed just before she tickled Ava's belly with the tip of her nose. My little girl giggled so loud I concluded she had favorites. She never did that with me. "Hey Ari." She hugged me from the side. "How are you?" "I'm good. How are you?" "Great," "You look great." I stated the obvious. The glow on her was radiant, her and Aiden had never been happier with their three beautiful babies. How lucky... "Thank you. Have you been sleeping? Your eyes kinda look puffy." "Ava wouldn't let me sleep if I tried." I sighed exhaustedly, handling a new set of clothes that I had to sort for laundry day. "She's twelve weeks old, she should be over that phase by now." "Well no, she's not and I have to bear the brunt of waking up to a beeping baby monitor." "Damien?" "He works. I can't disturb him after a long day at work especially because I do nothing all day as a full time mom." I ended up saying that a little more aggressively than I intended. "Okay." She exhaled loudly
"I love you." I said with one last kiss as I rolled off her. "Love you too." She sighed. "Maybe we just needed to get laid after all," I commented as I drew imaginary circles around her arm. I had watched the baby monitor after she left and the frustration in her movements was evident. I hoped it helped because this was the one solution I could think of. She chuckled lightly. "Maybe." It had been so long since we had a time like this. She just kept hiding her body from me after having Ava and she was always so tired when I came home late and even attempted a cuddle. "What if we go on a vacation?" I said as soon as the idea crossed my mind. "A vacation with kids is no vacation, babe." She sighed. "I know. Just you and me, doing all the nasty things we want to all alone with no interruptions." I groped her as I spoke, hoping she would buy the idea. "Babeee," She whined, trying to get as far away from me as possible, whilst holding the blanket to herself. "We can't go without Ava