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Chapter One – Celebration Time
Aria’s POV
I had been at the dining table, arranging, rearranging everything for what felt like the tenth time, just to make sure everything was perfect.
The dinner I prepared wasn’t that much, I prepared my husband Alex's favorite dishes , and bought a cake with two candles standing at the center of it. I had spent every of my savings to make this happen
I just hoped it would be enough, this time. I kept staring at it, hoping this could fix us and that he would be happy with me again.
I was about to arrange the table the last time, when I heard the sound of keys at the door.
My heart beat so fast. I quickly switched off the light and stood there waiting.
The door opened, my husband step inside loosening his tie as he walked in.
“Happy birthday!” I said quickly, forcing brightness into my voice.
He frowned, but I kept my gaze on him waiting for his face to soften, but instead, guess what? His expression darkened more.
His eyes moved slowly around the room, from the candles to the food arranged carefully on the table.
“What is all this, Aria?”
The coldness in his voice made my smile disappear.
“Alex, it’s your birthday and I wanted to surprise … surprise you” I said, my voice shaking.
His laugh was short but there was no amusement in it.
“You what? You prepared a surprise?"
I nodded, but I knew he wasn’t happy, he doesn’t like this.
“You know what would actually surprise me?”
I swallowed. “What?” I said, I was eager to hear.
“If I came home and saw a child running into my arms calling me Daddy.”
The words hit me so hard I forgot how to breathe.
“That,” he continued coldly, “would make me happy. Not this dinner. Not this cake.” His eyes settled on me without warmth. “Not you.”
Something inside me cracked, just like that.
This happiness I had been holding onto, this that I have prepared for him, even displeased him more.
I stood, I was shocked and frozen, while the candlelight was still between us.
I wanted to ask him what changed, I wanted to ask him why he became this cruel? Why I am not enough anymore.
I wanted to remind him that there was a time he held me like I was the best thing in his life.
But the words refused to come out, I wouldn’t want to annoy him more
“I’m sorry,” I said, with deep pain
He scoffed.
“You’ve been apologizing for years, Aria. Sorry won’t give me a child.” He said, . “Sorry won’t make me a father.”
My knees almost gave out , but I forced myself to stay standing.
I refused to cry in front of him.
Just then, my phone started ringing.
The sound of it cut through the silence between us.
I quickly set the knife down and reached for my phone. The moment I saw the caller ID, my stomach suddenly ache
This is Mama, my mother-in-law.
Anytime her call appears, my heart began to ache because she and her daughter will always insulted blame and reminded me that I failed as a wife.
For a second, I thought of ignoring it.
But that would only make things worse later, so I answered.
“Good evening, Mama,” I said quietly.
To my surprise, her voice sounded calm, then I wonder what she’s about to say.
“Aria, we’re having a birthday dinner for Alex tonight at Teniu hotel . Eight o’clock. Make sure you come.”
I blinked. There were no insults, no sharp comments in her words today, just an invitation.
“Yes, Mama,” I replied quickly.
The call ended. I stared at the phone in my hand, confused but still hopeful.
Maybe tonight would be different, maybe she’s starting to change, I thought things could still change.
I turned toward Alex carefully.
“Your mother just called. They’re planning a birthday dinner for you tonight at Teniu Hotel.” I tried to smile. “Everyone’s going to be there.”
Alex had already poured himself a drink.
He didn’t even look at me.
“I’m not interested and don’t think about going?”
“What? But it’s your birthday. Your family wants to celebrate with you—m…”
“I said I’m not going.”
His tone was so sharp that I knew I better not argue with him.
“I have more important things to do.”
I bit down hard on my lower lip, but the tears still came.
Quickly, I turned away before he could see them.
“Alright,” I whispered.
I walked slowly into the bedroom and stopped in front of the mirror.
For a moment, I just stared at myself, my eyes looked too dull, my face looked pale, this wasn’t the woman I used to be, this wasn’t what I planned to become, but I wiped my tears away.
If Alex doesn’t want to go, then I would go alone
My face was pale and exhausted.
Maybe they would stop looking at me like I was the woman who ruined their son’s future.
I picked up somethings and went with my simple dress.
And as I stepped out of the house, one thought kept echoing inside my head.
Tonight might change everything.
CHAPTER SEVENTYGuiltyAria's POVTuesday I went to the studio.Not because I could work. I knew I couldn't work. But the alternative was sitting in the house watching the clock and that was worse.Jerome said nothing when I arrived. Just nodded. Pointed at my desk. That was enough.I sat at my desk and opened the notebook and drew nothing in particular and watched my phone and tried not to watch my phone and watched it anyway.Alex was at the courthouse with Clara and David. Waiting for the jury to come back. He had texted at eight thirty.In court. Will call the moment we know.I know, I had written back. I'll be at the studio. Jerome is pretending to give me work to do.Jerome is a good man, he wrote.Don't tell him that, I wrote. He'll become impossible.That had been three hours ago.By eleven the studio had quietly reorganised itself around the waiting without anyone saying so. Adaeze was at the desk closest to me. Bisi had moved her cutting table slightly so she could see me fr
CHAPTER SIXTY NINEClosingAlex's POVMonday was closing arguments.The defense went first.They had built their case carefully over ten days and they delivered the closing the same way. Methodical. Measured. They spoke about a mother's love and the complexity of family and the distance between intention and consequence. They asked the jury to consider what Margaret had believed she was doing rather than what she had done.Alex sat through it.It was competent. He could see that. The defense had done what a defense was supposed to do with the material it had.The material was not strong.Ms. Afolabi stood for the prosecution closing at eleven fifteen.She did not raise her voice once.She went through the evidence the way you go through something that does not need emphasis to be devastating. The falsified clinic results. The payment trail. The financial crimes. The editorial interference. The private arrangement placed in a marriage contract without the knowledge of either party bein
CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHTThe WeekendAria's POVSaturday arrived like an exhale.No courthouse. No trial. No watching Alex come home carrying the weight of a day that had no good version of itself. Just the house and the morning and the particular quality of a weekend that had earned itself.I slept until eight.Alex was already up when I came downstairs. Standing at the kitchen window with his coffee. Looking at the garden the way he looked at things when he was thinking but not urgently. Just turning something over quietly."Morning," I said."Morning," he said. "How did you sleep?""Well," I said. And I meant it. "You?""Better than the rest of the week," he said.I poured coffee and stood beside him at the window. The garden in the Saturday morning. The tree. A bird on the fence that had opinions about something and was expressing them at length."Two more days," I said."Monday closing arguments," he said. "Tuesday the jury goes out.""And then?""And then we wait," he said. "David th
CHAPTER SIXTY SEVENThe StandAlex's POVMargaret took the stand on Friday.The defense had not been required to call her. She had insisted. David had told Alex this the night before, quietly, over the phone, in the tone he used when information was significant and he wanted to make sure it landed properly."She wants to speak," David had said. "Her counsel advised against it. She overruled them."Alex had not been surprised.His mother had never in her life allowed a room to reach a conclusion about her without her participation.She walked to the stand the way she walked into every room. Upright. Deliberate. The particular pace of a woman who had decided long ago that how you entered a space was half of what the space thought of you.She took the oath.She sat.And for the first time since the trial began she looked directly at Alex.He held her gaze.He did not look away and he did not give her anything to read in his expression. Just held it. The way his father had taught him to h
CHAPTER SIXTY SIXClaraAlex's POVClara testified on Thursday.She had asked to. The prosecution had not needed to compel her. She had called David three months ago and said she wanted to testify and David had said he would make sure that happened and it had.Alex sat in the gallery and watched his sister walk to the witness stand.She wore something dark and simple. She had thought about it. He knew because she had texted him the night before asking whether the grey or the navy and he had said the navy and she had said she was already wearing the grey and he had said then why did you ask and she had said she wanted a second opinion on the grey.She looked composed.She looked like their father.The prosecution took her through the evidence carefully. The payment records she had found. The clinic documentation. The afternoon she had sat in the car outside the clinic for forty minutes before going in to ask for the records herself. The phone call she had made to Alex after.She answer
CHAPTER SIXTY FIVEThe WitnessAlex's POVThe clinic witness took the stand on Tuesday morning.Her name was Dr. Adaora Mensah Cole. Not the same Dr. Mensah who saw Aria. A different one entirely. She had worked at the fertility clinic for eleven years before resigning. She had been the one who processed the falsified results.She had not known they were falsified at the time.That was what she said first, quietly and clearly, before the prosecution had asked her anything. The judge let it stand.Alex sat in the gallery beside Clara and watched her take the oath and settle in the witness chair and fold her hands in her lap with the particular composure of someone who had been carrying something heavy for a long time and had finally put it down.The prosecution took her through it methodically.The results that had come through the internal system already amended. The payment trail that had appeared weeks later when she was reviewing billing discrepancies. The name attached to the acco
Chapter Four _ Back To ThemAria’s POVI returned back to the table, I forced myself to act normal, to act as if nothing had happened between me and Alex.I sat quietly among them like nothing had happened earlier, like the words Alex had said at the back of the hotel meant nothing.But I was falli
Chapter Three – At The Back Of The HallAria’s POV“Let me go” I said, after he had dragged me into the back.My heart was hammering so loudly, I was sure people at the back could hear that clearly.His grip around my arm tightened, not enough to break skin, but enough to remind me he could.Not be
Chapter Two – The Gathering That Broke MeAria’s POVWhen I arrived at Teniu Hotel, my palms were already full of sweat. But there’s one hope I held onto, that today, something would change, not even when my mother in law's voice was so calm and cool on the phone.So I tried to show up smiling, if
Chapter Six – Starting AgainAria’s POVBy the time I arrived at Nina’s apartment, it was already dark outside.I stood quietly in front of her door for a few seconds, trying to calm myself down, but the moment she opened it and saw my face, her expression changed immediately.“Aria…”Her voice bec







