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Chapter 2. Deceived
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2025-08-15 05:40:45Bliss
I should have known something was wrong the moment I saw Ria's phone lit up. Whose message is that?” I asked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.
She raised her head and looked at me in disgust. “Why do you care? Since when did you start caring about my text messages?” I looked at her. “Just some work stuff. You're good now?”
“Right.” I didn't believe her, but I didn't push.
She laughed a little too sharply. “You think I'll take your man? Relax Bliss.”
The truth didn't hit me all at once; it was the way Liam avoided my gaze, his smiles forced and quick, and he whispered about a meeting in the hallway between him and Ria when Uncle wasn't watching and the stolen touches. I hated it before I even understood it.
She stood up from the couch. “You started liking him now. After just a few months ?”
“What?”
She started walking out. “Whatever, I’m stepping out,” she said and left.
My uncle came out going on and on about the marriage.
“George asked me earlier today to come get my wedding gifts; he won't be around during the wedding.” I said to my uncle.
“Ohhh, alright.”
"By the way, where is Ria?” he asked, moving his eyes from one direction to the other.
“ I've not seen her for a while now, so I really can't tell,” I replied to my uncle.
“That lazy girl should be here helping.”
I just smiled. "I'll be back before you know it,” I said to him as I walked down the stairs.
A whole lot is happening; people are busy, and deliveries are coming in and out.
As I walked outside my building, I hailed a taxi on the street; one pulled up almost immediately, as if it had been waiting for me to walk out. I boarded the taxi; the driver, a rugged-looking man with a weathered face and piercing eyes, watched me through the windscreen. There was something unsettling about his gaze, but I brushed it off as mere paranoia. He nodded curtly as I gave him the address, his movements economical and precise.
As I settled into the backseat, I noticed the taxi interior was spotless, almost sterile. The driver’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, meeting mine for a brief moment before returning to the road. I felt a shiver run down my spine; there was something unnerving about his intensity.
The drive was uneventful. The driver's silence was only punctuated by the occasional navigation instruction. Yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling he was watching me. When I finally arrived at my destination, he nodded again, his expression unreadable. “Here you go,” he said, his voice low and gravely.
As I paid the fare, I removed a few notes and gave them to him. "Thank you, sir.“ He just stretched out his hand and took the money from me. The driver is weird, but I’m grateful he did me no harm. I stepped out of the taxi. I felt a sense of relief wash over me; the driver didn’t smile or make small talk, simply nodded and waited for me to close the door before pulling away from the kerb.
I watched the taxi disappear into traffic, wondering why I’d found the situation so unnerving. Despite the strange feeling, I shrugged it off, attributing it to my imagination; after all, I was just a passenger, and he was just a driver.
I turned around to see where I was heading; it was a very big hotel. This looks like a place Ria can come to; probably the gifts want to be handed to me by both of them, and I won't be surprised if she chose this location.
I walked some steps in and met the receptionist. "Hello, I'm here to meet George Austen.”
“Give me a minute, ma’am,” she checked her system.” ma George Austen checked in forty-five minutes ago, but he used the name Ria Pett.”
“Yes, yes, please, that's my sister's name.”
What room are they in?”
“I'm sorry, Ma, I can't give you that information. I'll have to check with the room,” she said to me politely.
“Alright, you can go ahead.”
“Thank you, Ma.” She dialled the extension number to connect with the room.
“Hello, I'm calling from the front desk. We have a visitor arriving. I wanted to confirm if they are expected in 535. Could you please let me know if this is correct ?”
I don't know what the response was, but the receptionist smiled at me and said, “You can go in. Ma 535 is the room number.”
“Thank you,“ I said to her as I walked to the elevator.
I pressed 5, and it took me up. While in the elevator, I was thinking about a month ago, the night I and Liam had sex. I don’t know how, but it just happened at that moment.
Now I’m two weeks gone. I once asked Liam if he wanted a male or female child, but he just responded, “Any gender you want is fine with me; besides, all children are gifts.” I couldn’t help smiling. I plan on telling him about the pregnancy on our wedding night. “Ding”. The elevator sound brought me back from my thoughts.
I exited the elevator on the 5th floor and walked down the hotel hallway to room 535, following the number until I stopped in front of room 535. As I approached the room, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. I knocked gently and pushed the door open, announcing myself,
“Hello? May I come in?” What I heard was “Mmm… ahh… yes… just like that.”
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