LOGINMy eyes fluttered open to the sound of beeping machines. I squinted looking around but Lucas was nowhere to be found.
I tried speaking but my throat was charred and I gently pushed myself off the bed reaching for the glass of water as I walked towards the door my feet meeting the cold floor. "Lucas?" I called softly as I reached the hallway of hospital. I couldn’t see him but I deluded myself that maybe he went to get something for me. I walked past a few rooms and past nurses who didn’t bother to look at me twice. Then I heard his voice. Low. Soft. Caring. It came from the last door on this hallway and I hastened my steps walking towards the door. I reached the door which was slightly open so I could see everything going inside. Lucas stood beside Selena his hands in her hair as she laid on her bed with a soft smile on her face. "You need rest" he said as he gently played with her hair like she would break if he applied a little more force. Selena nodded at him her eyes glossy as she looked around the room,her eyes moved an they landed on me. Immediately our eyes met she let out a frightened scream, her eyes widened and her body began to shake rapidly. “No.” She whispered looking at me then at her shaky hands like they belonged to someone else. I watched her frightened state confused as to what was happening. “Selena what is it?” Lucas questioned still confused as to why she was looking so scared. “Why is she here!!” Selena yelled pointing at me. Sereia?” Lucas inquired seemingly as confused as I was. Selena didn’t answer instead she started crying. Not quietly. Not softly. She shielded her face with her hands as her shoulders shook,as she cried fervently. A nurse ran in looking worried. “Is everything ok?” "She's here," Selena sobbed. My heart dropped. “Who’s here” The nurse questioned She shook her head wildly. "Why is she here?" she cried. "Why would you let her come here?" "I recognized her voice," Selena said through her tears. "Even when they covered my eyes. I knew it was her." Now people had gathered as Selena spoke in riddles and the people stared at her most of them as confused as I was. "What are you saying?" I whispered. “She did it!” Sereia cried louder this time. “Sereia planned my kidnapping. The entire hallway went silent. “She wanted you Lucas so she kidnapped me to take my place” Selena added as she pulled Lucas’ shirt.. He turned to me his twisted into a sneer.. I shook my head tears already clouding my vision. “She is lying I would never.” “Selena tell him it’s a lie.” I begged walking toward her.. She shrank back against her bed as she screamed. "Don't come closer!" Lucas stood between us shielding her like I was a villain. "Sereia," he said sharply. "Enough!!" I looked at him. "You know me," I whispered. "You know I would never…" "She's terrified," he cut in. "Can't you see that?" Selena sobbed harder as she pressed her head against Lucas’s back. “Calm down Selena ," he said gently as he held her hands. "Are you sure about this?" "I mean..." He hesitated. His eyes moved towards mind for half a second. "She gave you blood." The words hit me first. Then Selena froze as she pulled away from him abruptly. "What?" she screamed, her voice sharp with shock. "She gave me blood?" She stared at Lucas like she hadn't heard him right. "You let her?" Selena cried. "You let her blood enter me?" Her hands started shaking. "I woke up and my kidnapper is somehow keeping me alive?" she screamed. "How could you do that to me?" The hallway erupted in murmurs "She's disgusting." "That's sick." "She planned her own sisters kidnap." The voices got more cruel and I took a step back. "I saved you," I whispered. Selena shook her head violently. "You didn’t want to get caught," she cried. Phones were everywhere now recording everything and probably being posted. "She's lying," someone muttered. "Poor Selena." "Her sister is dangerous." Lucas didn't look at me again. He wrapped his arm around Selena as she cried into his chest. I couldn’t take it anymore my chest tightened and the hallway felt smaller as I took a few steps back then I turned around an sprinted out of the room,the tiny murmurs followed me outside. "Is that her?" "That's the sister." "She looks fine for someone who tried to kill someone." I lowered my head and ran faster as my eyes burned with unshed tears. My legs felt like putty, but I didn't stop. I just kept running past the nurses, past the rooms, past the place where my life had just fallen apart. I pushed through the hospital doors and stumbled outside, the cold air hitting my face like a slap and as I reached the parking lot my body finally gave up. I fell to the ground my hands on my knees as I gasped for air, my chest rising and falling rapidly. I pressed my hand to my mouth to keep myself from making a sound. Why was this happening to me? Why did she have to lie? All this thought ran through my head followed by the familiar ding of my phone. I wiped the snot from my nose with the sleeve of my coat and as I brought out my phone. Notifications filled my screens LIVE NOW. “Selena Fontaine speaks out.” “Missing supermodel shares her story.” “Selena Fontaine is back on our screens.” My fingers shook as I tapped on my phone an Selena’s face filled the rectangular screen immediately. She sat on her hospital bed with Lucas beside her,her face was drained of color and her eyes were sunken and I almost even believed her theatrics. She let out a small cough that earned her series of coos before she began to speak with a trembling voice.. “I don’t want people to misunderstand my sister.” She said softly and I froze.. Did she finally decide not to lie? “Maybe i overreacted by yelling but anyone in my place would have done the same” Comments flooded the screen. “She's so kind.” “Even now she's protecting her.” “An angel.” Selena sniffed and wiped her eyes. "She's always been emotional," she said. "She loved Lucas…maybe too much." My stomach twisted. “My sister hurt me but like they say all is fair in love and war right?” Selena added with a weak laugh. “I have been traumatized deeply,I have lost five years of my life and all this could have been avoided if my sister had just told me she wanted my future husband” Selena added her voice saccharine sweet and I tried convincing myself that my sister wasn’t setting me up for drags. "But instead," Selena added gently, "things went too far." She wiped her eyes as she continued. "I was scared, I really thought I was going to die." The comments exploded once again. “How can her sister be so cruel?” “She doesn't deserve her forgiveness.” “#Protectselena.” Selena took a shaky breath. "I don't want revenge," she said. "I just want peace.” She turned slightly, like she was gathering courage. "So I have one request." My heart dropped. What more could she want? My head? "I want my sister to divorce Lucas," Selena said. The world went quiet around me. "He was meant to be my husband," she continued softly. "She took him and I want him back.” Lucas looked down at her, his jaw tight. "I'm not asking for anything else," Selena said. "Just the peace of knowing I will die married to the man I love ." The live ended as soon as she said that and I could only stare at my dark screen. "She always gets everything," I whispered. And getting Lucas would be no different. When she wanted a dress, she got two. Whenever I wanted something, I was told to wait. I kept my head between my knees as I cried till my throat began to hurt. I didn't know how long I sat there. The sky darkened and the air grew colder. After some time I stood up and I decided to return back home, I walked back and as I reached. The lights were on which was a strange occurrence,which could only mean one thing. Lucas was home. Would he really leave me? I stood in front of the door staring at the handle,my breath coming out shakily as I opened the door. Lucas stood in the living room. In his hands was a folder White. Clean. Official. With the words I dreaded the most boldly written on it..DIVORCE!!!SEREIAI stood outside the glass doors of The Golden Lily staring at my own reflection. My fake leather coat was peeling off and my shoes looked chopped from years of wear. I knew I didn’t look like I belonged here in the rich side of New York.This part wasn’t for people like me but it was either this or two thousand a month at the hotel, and that isn’t even enough for me plus I had a child to take care of.I swallowed my fear and took a deep breath as I pushed the door to the boutique open. The door bell chimed softly signifying someone was here.Inside the boutique everything was white and gold, wedding dresses hung on the walls looking like expensive clouds and I couldn’t help but admire their beautiful state.My eyes met the eye of a woman with a sharp bun and even sharper eyes she watched me from across the counter with a look that told me I didn’t belong here.“What do you want?” She asked in a clipped tone as she pulled her glasses up her nose.“Good afternoon— I’m here—f-for.
"What's going on here?"I looked up and my heart dropped, embarrassment was nothing short of what I felt right now, wheter it was from the rude lady that kept shouting at me or at the fact that the person standing here is none other than Valerian.His words were calm and controlled and it seemed to make everybody in the lobby stand still. He walked towards the place where I and the woman stood, his steps heavy and intentional.His appearance seeemed to make the woman’s posture shift. She stood more upright and pushed her chest out, as her cheeks turned red while she stared at him.The air definitely changed, and pressure settled low in my chest because of all the eyes on me, especially his.I looked up and Valerian stood a few steps away from me looking as imposing as ever and the bodyguard behind him didn’t seem to make things better.His expression didn't change when his eyes met mine.But something in his gaze sharpened."This girl," the woman started, pointing at me, "has been inc
SEREIAMy work days always felt repetitive and today was not going to be different, I laid in bed staring at the ceiling as I contemplated if this was all worth it. The stress from work, the insults and most of all the pay that wasn’t even enough. I had woken up before my alarm,which was nothing new as it had been happening a lot lately, and for the past ten minutes I’ve been staring at my ceiling, thinking.My train of thought was interrupted by my alarm finally ringing and I took that as the cue to get up. I stood up from my bed, walking into the bathroom to freshen up and after I was done I walked to Liyana’s room.Knocking on the door I entered with a small smile. “Good morning love bug.” I said but Liyana just groaned as she rolled around on the bed.“Time for school dear.” I said tapping on her shoulder lightly to wake her up.She groaned. “Mamaaa I don’t want to go to school.”I smiled and shook my head. “Well I don’t want to go to work either baby.”That got her moving. Slowl
SEREIAIt’s like my body had forgotten how to work, because I stood still my hands on the door handle, staring at the man in front of me.My chest felt like it was being squeezed and I suddenly forgot how to breathe. The man at the door didn’t move either he just started at me his face stoic and void of any emotions and I couldn’t tell if he was as shocked at me.It’s been five years.Five years since we met.Five years since we hooked up.And of course five years since he ghosted me.He looked taller now his hair slightly shorter. His face was much more sharper and older. He wore a black coat that fit him too well and made him look like a villian.He looked expensive, powerful and of course rigid.But his eyes— they were thesame light, cold, focused and they watched me like a predator watching its prey. His gaze ran over my body causing me to fiddle with my dress as I felt a little bit self conscious.After having Liyana my hips had widened and my breasts had grown a bit. I wasn’t ov
SEREIAThe first thing I noticed when I walked into the kitchen this morning was the noise. It wasn't just the soft clatter of pots and pans. This was one was loud and busy, I could hear the oil sizzling, lids clanging infact I would have sworn I could heard the oven humming.That's how busy the kitchen was and it wasn’t a normal occurrence since the old woman Gracie always made it her life’s mission to leave early for the bakery. So seeing her standing over the stove, her sleeves rolled up and her face contorted in a serious expression.All but told me that this was serious business.."Why are you cooking so early in the morning?" I asked my face twisted in a frown as I walked towards the kitchen counter to grab a blueberry muffin."Well good morning to you too." Gracie replied sardonically, ignoring my question."Good morning Gracie." I spoke with a smile. "But seriously what is the feast for?" I asked and she scoffed as she turned the meal in the boiling pot."When did it become a
SEREIA“No… no… no…”The word slipped out from my lips as I started at the pregnancy strip on the counter, two red lines, positive.I was pregnant with a baby.This can’t be real.This is impossible.I only had sex with Lucas few days before our anniversary, he came home drunk and horny and like the dutiful wife I was I spread my legs open.Now look at me. I am pregnant while I’m homeless and can barely feed. This was too much my knees buckled as I grabbed the sink for support,taking in deep uneven breaths.The rapt knock sounded on the door and I straightened up composing my self so as to look put together.“Child..are you done yet?” The old woman voice called out her voice sharp with a tinge of concern.I swallowed had,my face burning from the shame I felt . “Yes I am done.” I yelled back.My statement was followed by another knock. “What does the test say?” She asked and I gulped my fingers shaking as I unloved the door.She stood in front of the door arms crossed and immediately I







