LOGINThe days that followed grew darker. Ethan’s control didn’t ease.It tightened. What started as rules became restrictions. What started as anger became violence.Lisha tried again.And again.Different stations.Different officers.Different approaches.But every time the same outcome. It was either dismissed or delayed.It didn’t matter how she spoke or what proof she brought. Ethan’s name always arrived before justice did. And slowly even hope began to feel exhausting.Adia stayed close with calls and messages. Her constant reassurance.“You’re stronger than this,” Adia would say.“We’ll find a way.”But strength felt distant now.And “a way” felt impossible.So Lisha did the only thing she could to survive, she complied. Not because she agreed. But because resisting cost her too much.One afternoon Lisha needed air. Needed something familiar. Something safe. So she called the one person who still brought her peace.Gladys.When Gladys arrived, her presence softened the house instan
Morning came without comfort. Lisha stood in front of the mirror, her fingers lightly brushing the faint bruises around her neck.They were real. Last night was real.And for the first time in a long time she felt powerless.She didn’t waste time. Within an hour, she was at the police station.“I want to file a report,” she said firmly.The officer behind the desk nodded casually. “Against who?”Lisha took a breath.“…Ethan Cross”.The change was immediate. The officer’s pen stopped moving. Another officer, who had been walking past, slowed down. A third looked up from across the room.“Ethan Cross…?” the first officer repeated carefully.The officer leaned back slightly, clearing his throat.“Ma’am… are you sure you want to proceed with this?”Lisha frowned. “He assaulted me.”Another officer stepped in.“There are… procedures,” he said vaguely. “These kinds of cases require… careful consideration.”“Then consider it,” Lisha snapped. “I have visible injuries.”They exchanged glances
The morning was soft and quiet.A thin mist hovered over the lake, and the air carried that gentle stillness that only came with early hours. Birds chirped faintly in the distance, and the world felt… slower.Lisha walked along the narrow path alone, her hands loosely clasped behind her back. No heels today and no meetings. She wasn’t thinking about work or Ethan.“Okay… I have to ask.”Lisha stopped. She turned slightly. And there she was.Adia.Standing a few steps behind her, slightly out of breath, as if she had jogged to catch up.“You walk like you’re solving a serious problem,” Adia said, tilting her head. “Are you?”Lisha blinked.“…No.”Adia nodded thoughtfully. “Hmm. You still look like you are.”A small pause.“Do you mind if I walk with you?” Adia asked casually.Lisha hesitated. She wasn’t used to this. People didn’t just… join her without reason.But something about Adia—Didn’t feel intrusive. So she nodded once.“If you want.”And just like that Adia fell into step bes
Dave and Adia didn’t want anything extravagant.“No five-star stress,” Adia had joked. “Just peace.”So they chose a quiet countryside retreat tucked between rolling hills and a calm lake. A small wooden cabin sat near the water, surrounded by nature—no noise, no crowds, just the sound of birds and wind brushing through the trees. Simple and perfect. The mornings were slow.Sunlight slipped gently through the curtains as Adia stretched lazily.“Are we baking today or being lazy?” she asked one morning.Dave, half-asleep, mumbled, “Both.”She laughed. “That’s the right answer.”They cooked together. Burned pancakes. Argued playfully about recipes.“Who taught you to flip like that?” Dave teased.“My grandmother,” Adia replied proudly.“Well… she needs a refund.”She threw flour at him. And just like that laughter filled the cabin.They took long walks by the lake, hand in hand. Sometimes talking. Sometimes silent. One evening, they sat by a small fire outside. Adia leaned against him.
The night air was quiet when Lisha stepped out of the car.“Goodnight, Lisha,” Ethan said softly.“Goodnight… Ethan.”She closed the door gently and stood there for a moment as the car drove away, its lights fading into the distance. For once she didn’t rush inside.Later that night, she stood by her window, still in her dress, staring out at the city. Her mind replayed the evening. His patience. The way he didn’t push her… didn’t demand anything from her.She exhaled slowly.“That was… different,” she whispered.And for the first time in years her thoughts didn’t feel heavy.The next morning, a knock at her office door.“Come in,” Lisha said, her tone automatically sharp.The door opened. A young assistant stepped in, holding a bouquet of fresh flowers.“For you, ma’am.”Lisha frowned slightly. “From who?”“There’s a note.”She took it.*“No pressure. Just a good morning. – Ethan”*Lisha stared at it for a moment. Then placed the flowers gently on her desk.“Thank you,” she said quie
The boardroom was filled with quiet tension. Executives sat upright, eyes scanning documents, waiting.At the head of the table Lisha stood. Composed. Sharp. Unshaken.A large screen behind her displayed figures, projections, strategies—months of relentless work finally taking form.“This partnership,” she said firmly, “is not just profitable—it’s sustainable. We are not here for short-term wins. We are building something that will dominate the market for years.”Her voice was calm, controlled and powerful. The room listened to every word and detail. By the time she finished there was a silence.Then— Applause.One of the senior executives leaned forward. “Ms. Wellis… this is exceptional work.”Another nodded. “We’re ready to proceed.”And just like that—The deal was sealed. A contract worth millions.After the meeting, people gathered in small groups, murmuring in admiration.“That was brilliant.”“She’s on another level.”“I’ve never seen someone control a room like that.”But amo
In several years the evening used to be the loudest time in their house.Ava’s giggles bouncing off the walls. Dave chasing her around the couch. Lisha reading bedtime stories in dramatic voices that made Ava laugh so hard she couldn’t breathe.But lately, the house had grown… quiet.Too quiet.---
Husband and wife still debating on who should eat the food first , Lisha decided to clear all suspicion by eating first hence Dave finally ate his breakfast with relief. Later in the day Lisha took that small bottle tha she was given by Akua , measured with a teaspoon and drank it. “You know the d
All through the night Dave and Lisha thought of plans to destroy each other.Dave had reached a conclusion.“If you want something done right, hire a professional.” Dave proudly thought to himself. After three online searches, two suspicious phone calls, and one man who might actually have been a pl
“What is his name again?, the man who scammed you”.“Well it was two men but they said their boss wan a guy named Erikson Raymond “.“Aha!, no wonder I dislike that man”.“You know him sir?”“Yes , I see him at the golf course from time to time, don’t worry I’ll sort it out”.“Thank you so much sir







