Rhoda got home and met Steve at the entrance, waiting for her. She forced a smile as he rushed to hug her. It was a relief knowing that there was someone who was worried and waiting for her return. "I am glad you're fine. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked with a very worried tone as he checked her hands, face and neck for any bruises. She shook her head. "I am fine, Steve. Thank you so much for worrying about me."They started walking inside his apartment. "I am glad you're fine. Why did you suddenly hang up and not pick up my later calls?"She smiled as they got to his living room. "Where is Sussie?""She left."She eyed him. "She left or you asked her to leave?"He rolled his eyes. "Does it matter? Whether I asked her or not, the result is the same. She. Left. Simple," he said, walked to the kitchen and came out with a cup of chilled water."You're a darling," she said and gulped it down carefully. "Of course, I am. I'm surprised you're just seeing that," he said and had her seat
Jeff descended down the stairs and walked into the living room. He was about to dial Rhoda's number when she heard her drive into the compound. He had called her back after she hung up earlier to make sure she was unharmed and to ask where she was since she said she was being followed. He had been very worried hearing Rhoda's voice for it was filled with terror. But the number she had called him with kept saying busy. That why he had to call the one he had and he was surprised to hear her saying she was fine in a calm voice which was different from the terrified one he heard earlier. That was confusing.Sharon stormed in angrily and slammed the door behind her, making him jolt a little. "Why do you ask me to come home? What's wrong?"He sighed in relief, knowing she was safe. Then, whose voice was that? “I'm just worried about you. You said you haven't called me today? Like, at all?”Sharon got closer and looked up at him. She was mad he called her home as if it was urgent, making he
Rhoda rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door behind her. Steve could not have been more scared at her sudden action. They had been playing and chatting with one of his friends when she suddenly dashed out, holding her hands to her mouth. "Rhoda? Are you okay? Can I come in?" He asked as he reached the bathroom door. He could not understand what was going on. She had been feeling sick for a few days now and puking every now and then, but had refused to go to the hospital when he offered. "Rhoda?" He called again when she gave him no response. Rhoda rinsed her mouth and sniffed. "I'm fine, Steve. You don't have to worry about me," she said. He wasn't going to buy that and she knew it. "How can I not worry, babe? You're sick! I'm coming in," he said and was about to turn the door knob when his friend spoke from the living room. "Is she okay, dude?""Yeah, Matt. Thanks," he replied as he opened the door to the bathroom. "Perhaps, your girlfriend is pregnant?" Matt joked and that
Jeff could not have been more shocked in his life, because, now, he realized what had been going on in his life. Now, he knew the reason he was doubtful of his wife after the accident. It was because of one thing. The wife at home wasn't the one he got married to. Now that he was looking at his wife, he could see the differences between them. But how possible that he was able to confuse the two? They looked so much alike. What was going on? He thought."Oh, my God!" He exclaimed as the answer suddenly struck him like thunder. "Oh, my God!" He exclaimed again and all he could picture in his head was the lady he met at the bar the day he went there with Francis. He started finding it hard to control his breathing. He held his neck as he tried to get the full picture of what his brain was telling him. This lady in question had been the one he saw in the bathroom and had blamed Rhoda for it for months! How could he not know?! But who is the lady? And most importantly, why would she
Meredith walked closer to where her husband was sitting and took her seat beside him. He had been avoiding her and saying little or no words to her ever since their argument. He was about to stand up and leave when she grabbed his arm. "How long do you plan to ignore me? Please, listen to what I have to say, at least."Rhoda's father said nothing and took his seat again. He ignored her totally and continued with the news he was reading on his iPad. "It was a mistake, Fred. A terrible mistake that I — regret.""Really?" He asked sardonically."Listen to me, please. I admit I allowed something wrong with your brother, but the kids are yours. Believe me," Meredith pleaded. She tried to hold her husband's hands, but he jerked them away. "Don't touch me, Meredith. Why are you so adamant about this? Why won't you admit it? Your secret is already known, why deny it? The kids are mine? Really? Care to enlighten me on how, you whore? How could you sleep with my brother?""I didn't sleep wit
Sharon got out of her car and walked to the entrance of her parents' house. She paused at the door as she hesitated on knocking. She was going in to see her parents. Her biological parents. She had seen them before, of course, but then she had been pretending to be sick. Now, she was all well and good, going in as their only daughter. The only daughter of the parents who gave her up for adoption because they didn't want her. She wasn't needed. And now, she was going, pretending to be someone she was not. The original daughter. That realization stung and it hurt her really bad. She raised her head and fought back her tears because she wasn't the type that cry. They didn't even look for her. She had wasted so many years thinking they would, but it was sad that they were fine without her. The hurt pierced through her heart, but she refused to let a tear drop. She had become too strong for that. She hoped. It was obvious she was an unwanted child. It was only a matter of time and she wou
Rhoda paced her room back and forth as Steve told her about the man he had seen that was following her. From the description, she knew who it was. He had found her. It seemed that fate wanted them to cross paths again. "I told him I am your husband –"She squeezed her face as she tried to re-listen to what he had just said. "You did what? You told him that you're my husband?" That would make him confused. "He wasn't sure if it was you. Well, with the look on his face, he was quite sure, but I stopped him from following you," Steve said as he crossed his legs and relaxed on her bed. He sensed and noticed the anger that was building up in her, but chose to ignore it. She wouldn't get mad at him. And if she would, he was ready for it. He would readily take her anger. He was going to be protective of her until the end. Rhoda had been an amazing person and he had grown to love her. He wouldn't let her go back into a life where she wasn't valued and appreciated. He was even ready to fathe
Jeff's phone started ringing. He rolled over on his bed and looked at the phone beside him to check who the caller was. He didn't bother picking up when he realized it was his best friend. Ex-best friend. Moments later, it started ringing again and that happened a couple of times more until he got frustrated and forced to pick up. He put the phone to his ear. "What's up?""There's something I need to tell you," Francis said from the other end. "And it's urgent. Can you come over now? Please?"Jeff was still sleepy and it was evident in his voice. "Why would I? Sorry, but no. Bye…" he said and put the phone out of his ear. "Rhoda," Francis said as fast as he could before he hung up and Jeff put the phone back to his ear and sat upright immediately. The sleep left his eyes all of a sudden. "What's wrong with Rhoda? Oh, wait! Is she your partner too? Is that what you want to confess?" He was irritated and annoyed and he didn't bother hiding that from his tone. "Jeff, no. You know she'