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Chapter Seventy-Four
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The Deceiver's Handbook Chapter Seventy-Four
“Listen, babe, I’m really sorry for laying hands on you again. My anger always gets the best of me,” he apologized, caressing my swollen forehead. These were the words that proceeded from his mouth after the torture session. Today, as Nelson pounced on me, I felt my life flash before my eyes. For minutes, I begged that he would let go of me, but he didn’t stop.With each blow, my body felt weakened, and I felt like my breath was about to be taken away from me. If he hadn’t stopped at the moment that he did, I’d have been long gone in the land of the ghosts.When he saw that I was about to pass out, he quickly sent for a nurse who came in and administered painkillers and meds to me. When she walked in, I lay almost lifeless on the couch, stains of blood all over the armrest. “She looks so badly battered. Oh my God!” Came the voice of the lady whom I’d suspected to be the nurse, but my eyes were deeply sunken into their sockets that I couldn’t open them.“I found her by the roadside
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Quickly we readjusted, each individual taking on their role. I picked up the box that I’d dropped on the doorstep step and the instrumentalists had their instruments set for action. Nelson opened the door and the melody began. Simultaneously, Kel and Marvin played the tune of a happy birthday song while Marilyn and I sang along, our faces bearing the brightest smiles that they ever had.Nelson was really surprised. We’d never talked about any birthday surprises before now. All we did was exchange gifts when it was a special occasion, and for that, I was glad. I pulled a good one on him and like I’d intended, it got to him.“You’re unbelievable! Why didn’t you tell me you were throwing a surprise? Damn!” He remarked, grinning from ear to ear. “Because it was supposed to be a surprise!” I screamed, moving my hands in demonstration. “Come here,” he said, beckoning me with his arms wide open.As I moved closer to him, everyone made sounds of admiration for our love, and quickly I jolte
The Deceiver's Handbook Chapter Seventy-Two
Nelson had grown cold and the love we once shared was beginning to feel one-sided. His remarks whenever we hung out or saw each other became passive; whenever I would ask him a question, he would reply to me with monosyllabic words like ‘yes,’ ‘no,’ ‘why,’ ‘of course,’ ‘okay,’ and the list goes on.Every conversation felt like a bother and his presence was beginning to send shivers down my spine. In the midst of this behavior, it only dawned on me that I might have been dating a ghost. I’d been previously concerned about his family and personal affairs as well as his business but the oblivion kicked in properly of recent. Everyone who ran a business had a specialization except for my boyfriend. Today he would agree that he dealt with home appliances, the next time, he would talk about importing factory materials, and the next time I caught him on one of his numerous secret phone calls, he would confess to co-running a firm with a partner who had just taken a short trip to Singapore
The Deceiver's Handbook Chapter Seventy-One
Life was good again. Nelson and I had gotten back together and he was doing everything he could to please me so as not to step on my toes again.The other day while he drove me home from work, I saw a huge signpost on the roadside. It stood so tall and had bold and colourful graphics that caught my attention. “Nelson! Please slow down, look at that huge signpost, it looks like a sports event! I urged on, tugging at his bare hands which rested on the steering wheel as he drove.“When did you become such a huge sports fan?” He asked nonchalantly, still driving forward.“Please, stop the car,” I pleaded this time, my tone sounding really serious, that was my way of getting him to do something for me.“Honey, you’re wasting our time,” he mumbled grudgingly.“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeese” “It’s fine.”“Nelson, am I not allowed to develop new hobbies and interests?” I asked, adjusting in my seat while rolling my eyes like I was searching for something. I knew he was not pleased by my request but
The Deceiver's Handbook Chapter Seventy
Three days. That’s how long it had been since I asked Nelson for space. Three days of silence. Three days of unanswered calls, unread texts, and a quiet so loud it echoed through every room of my apartment.I had needed it desperately and I was glad I asked for it. After what happened at the shop, after the shouting, the accusations, and the moment his anger turned physical, I had to step away to breathe. I had to remember who I was before the chaos and before he even walked into my life. Before Nelson, I was a gorgeous young hard-working lady who focused on her dreams and chased her goals while also raising her young daughter. I had a life before him and that was what I sought to live again.I needed to evaluate the relationship and its worthiness. I couldn't be part of a connection that wrecked me while pretending that it served me.But now, on the third night, I was curled up in my bed, wrapped in a blanket that smelled faintly of my cologne and I was missing him. This should b
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I returned from picking up Hayley from the daycare that evening and after I'd successfully fed her, played with her, and put her to bed for the night, I sat alone, all by myself. For the first time in three months, I wasn't talking with Nelson on the phone; I was sitting in the quiet of my living room, thinking about my poor life decisions.I'd forced myself to the pharmacy to treat the cut that I'd sustained from being malhandled by him before going to pick up Hayley. How lost I was to not have felt that I'd been injured or to even feel the pain from it. I wondered what must have gone through the mind of the old lady who saw me looking all tattered and called my attention to the blood dripping from my forearm. I wondered if she heard the noise from inside the shop, the angry loud voice of Nelson, my crying voice, and the chaos. Secretly, I hoped she would forget about me and never ask again because neighbors could get nosy and judgmental sometimes and such negative attention was t
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