I am sorry I went MIA on you guys. October was a very busy month for me and there was no time I could spare to write. I am back now and I will do better. I hope you all continue to read my book. Please do drop your comments, thank you so much.
They were blood sisters. Blood is said to be thicker than water, but in their case, the water was thicker. Orla's heels exquisitely clattered against the tiles as she walked into the boardroom of Bernadoz Construction Company, a small smile of fulfillment plastered on her face. Her warm aura elicited a curiosity that caused everyone present in the boardroom to turn their heads towards her. Everyone was suddenly interested in knowing who she was, and why she was effortlessly stunning. Her smile almost faded when reticence crashed her from within. But she didn't plan to flop now, so she pushed back the odd feeling and maintained a smiling face. Again, her smile grew bigger, delighted she didn't come a minute late. It was conspicuous that they had been anticipating her arrival. Mia's eyes were contemptuously haunting her sister, but Orla pretended not to notice her when in fact, she was the first person she looked out for immediately after she stepped into the boardroom. "Good morn
Orla found the solace she had yearned for all week as she sat at the pool ledge in their home, her hands were conventionally supporting her chin. She let her mind straying around everything that had been happening in her life lately. Things were both good and bad. Good because she was doing exceptionally well at work, but bad because she still hadn't made up with her husband and didn't plan to do so anytime soon. She didn't want to let go, it was hard to. The thoughts of divorce had almost wrecked her, she was so scared she might actually go with what was on her mind, but was she ready for the aftermath? At a distance away from her stood a younger version of herself, staring intensely at her. Orla looked closely only to realize it was Isla. Heaving an exasperated sigh, she waited for her twin sister to catch with her where she was seated. As soon as Isla was close, she got to her feet, stepping away from the poolside. "Isla, why are you here?" "Why am I here?" Isla's little vo
It was still strange to Orla, that Sophia would invite her to her house, and even introduce her to Jackson, a friend of hers who was squatting with her pending the time he'd wrap up his medical primary assignment and go back to Bristol.Within six minutes of meeting each other, Orla knew that Jackson was a humanitarian doctor who went from state to state to help the people who needed a Doctor but couldn't afford them.Jackson had taken a liking to Orla and told her he'd like to have a word with her after she was done with her sister.Orla's smile didn't reach her eyes. Sure the guy didn't know she was married.Perturbation rose in her chest as she occupied the divan at the entrance of the living room, anticipating Sophia, who had gone to get some wine for them.Not that she was interested in taking what Sophia offered anyway, she was just keen on finding out why she was invited over. Hoping what she wanted to talk about wasn't about her husband. She wasn't mentally prepared to handle
Two weeks later Over the days, her morning sicknesses had augmented in all forms. From vomiting almost every passing hour to nonchalantly dropping on the couch and drifting into sleep at the slightest opportunity she got. Orla concluded maybe it was finally time for her to come to grips with the fact that she really was pregnant—with Callan's child. Though difficult news to swallow down her throat, it was her reality now. Stupefaction had been her acquaintance for days. Callan was in another part of the world, off on a business trip, and she was at home, alone. Not sure what she wanted out of her life… As much as she wanted to steer clear of him, she dangerously craved his presence now. Nothing made sense when he wasn't with her. Nothing did. She brushed aside his calls and texts whenever they popped on her screen and still didn't deem it necessary to tell him that she had a life growing inside of her, a life they made together. After that day she met with Sophia, she'd been
Jackson was the last Person Orla would expect to see in a lone park on a chilly evening. Looking deeply into his eyes in the lighted space at the park, something was off, something seemed off, but she couldn't wrap her head around what that was. "Look who we have here," he rushed towards her, pulling Orla into an embrace. She let him hug her, but her response was delayed and unwilling. "Are you stalking me? And didn't you go back to where you came from?" She asked, eyes still widened in shock. He needed to start spitting out his truth. Why would she see him all alone that evening when he was supposed to be gone by now? "I am a Doctor, you know?" "And What big deal is that?" "I don't have the luxury of time to stalk people. My hands are always filled with work. Now, I should ask you what you are doing here all alone, on a cold evening." Moving past her, he sat next to her on the bench and smiled, admiring how beautiful she had grown from the last time he had seen her. He was s
Hearts will align, and souls will communicate. Gazes will speak volumes without an utterance of words of mouth.You don't have to say it, the blissfulness that chaperones the feeling is enough. Oluwafunmito Star"I will melt if you continue gawking at me like that. Your eyes are burning me down, Callan."Orla whined, tossing a cushion at her husband. He caught the cushion and flapped the poor stuff with his large hands. His eyes remained on his wife, he couldn't. He tried to, but he couldn't take his eyes off her.Orla sighed. He had no idea what those eyes were doing to her."I am sorry, Orla." He veered closer to her when she was shifting away from him. He was careful not to hurt her again. He was prudent of even the littlest things, getting in her bad books came atop the list of all the things he planned to avoid in life."Callan,""I know sorry isn't enough for the pain I caused you, but if there is something you want me to do fo
"Do you really want to know?" His face crinkled frettingly. Orla bobbed her head in affirmation. She couldn't be more sure, she knew what she wanted.But why was he feeling indifferent? He didn't plan to ruin this moment for them, right? She rubbernecked him with cynical sentry."Are you worried about something?" She glimpsed how he shifted his gaze away from her, steering his eyes to the ceilings.Nothing riveting was up there to glance at. What was wrong with him again?"No, nothing." He feigned a small smile that dissolved as quickly as it formed."What's wrong with you, Callan? We were happy a few moments ago. What's with the gloomy expression?"Worry burned in her tone as she looked at her husband. She detested that he was still consenting to the culpability of cheating on her. She had forgiven him for crying out loud."I am good," came his curt response."Callan,""Hey," he smacked his lips to hers abruptly, dissuading her from asking more questions. "I am very good. I just mi
"Callan just had to be here before you agreed to my request, huh?"Sophia trained her gaze on Orla's stoic demeanor. It was conspicuous that she wouldn't answer her question."Sophia, can you tell me everything here? I don't want to go to that house."Orla sounded disturbed. Callan squeezed her hands, a reminder that he was there with her—he'd be with her through every phase of it all."I would love to, but Orla, I want everyone to be present." After an aching silence between them, she sighed and began again. "Have you decided on a day for us to go?""You should do that. You're the one who started the whole thing. So fix it up." Orla shot almost immediately.She was angry. Her glinting eyes that roamed around Sophia's tastefully furnished living room were evidence of her fury."Okay," Sophia absentmindedly connected her fingers to her chin as she thought of a perfect day to surprise their family with their unannounced visits.Callan sat there, staring at Sophia and back at his wife