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In the opulent halls of her family’s estate, where every step echoed with the weight of expectation Lisha felt suffocated with the life she was destined to lead. She didn’t want all that for herself she wanted to be free. She acted a certain way , ate a certain way , spoke a certain way to uphold the dignity of the Wellis household. The only time she could be herself is was when she was with Gladys the house help who always brought her cookies from her son’s bakery every Saturday. They were very fond of each other , they would talk throughout the day as Gladys cleans Lisha’s room , make jokes and laugh together as if they were destined to meet and always be together.
“Father I don’t want to marry him!” “Do you even know what great heights the business will reach? “He promised to give me a share of 5% from his business as a wedding gift ,and you want that opportunity to slide by ? Impossible!” .”I’m tired of you making decisions for me father. “ Lisha runs back crying in her room and found comfort in the arms of Gladys. Lisha felt her world crumbling down but then she remembered the words of her mother in the her death bed “ live your life to the fullest “ . She swore not to get married until she could live her life without decisions being made on her behalf. The sun was setting over the rolling hills of the vineyard estate, casting a warm golden glow over the meticulously planned wedding of the year. The bride , Lisha , was a vision in white, her lace gown hugging her curves in all the right places as she prepared to walk down the aisle. The ceremony was held on a lush green lawn overlooking a serene lake with the majestic mountains in the background. The air was filled with the sweet scent of roses and the soft chirping of birds . “Well it didn’t take long for my father to exchange me for 5% shares in just 2 weeks “. “You look lovely in that wedding dress”. “I don’t want to look this way Gladys, not only do I want to look lovely but I also want to be happy , can’t you see that I’m not happy?” Sweetie I know and I could’ve done anything to help but this benefits your family.” “Gladys you know my mom would have done anything to stop this , if you ever had any consideration for me then please help me out.” “I…I…I…” She sighs. “123 Lavender Lane shop 37”. “Thank you “. “Just be safe sweetie and here’s your card to buy anything you may need “. They both smiled at each other as Lisha makes her way to freedom. Sophia's feet pounded the pavement as she ran down the familiar streets of her neighborhood, the sound of her heels clicking against the ground echoing through the evening air. She had been feeling suffocated by her life as an heiress, with every moment accounted for and every decision made by her family. “Gladys, where is my princess? I’ve come to send her off to her husband “. “ She’s not here”. “That’s fine just call her from where…”. “She ran away , she said she didn’t want the marriage she said she wants to be free and please let her be herself Mr Wellis”. “Do you think life is a game? , does she…does she think life is a game !!! Huh!! I have guests outside , potential business partners, what I’m I suppose to say to them?! And the family business? “What about your daughter’s happiness?” “What daughter?” “I don’t have a daughter.” “Let me go fix my family business and stop entertaining strangers”. After hearing Mr Wellis shouting the guests understood the situation, some of them gasped in shock, while others whispered to each other, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Mr Wellis face was red with anger and embarrassment. The groom, Alex, stood at the altar, looking shell-shocked and humiliated. He had been left standing alone, waiting for his business commodity, and now he was left to face the embarrassment of being jilted in front of all their friends and family. The ceremony, which had been so carefully planned and executed, had turned into a disaster. The music stopped, the flowers seemed wilted, and the once-romantic atmosphere was now filled with tension and embarrassment. As the guests began to file out of the ceremony, they couldn't help but wonder what had driven Lisha to run away. Had she gotten cold feet? Was she having second thoughts? Or was there something more to the story?The scene was one of chaos and confusion, with everyone trying to make sense of what had just happened. But as the dust settled, one thing was clear: nothing would ever be the same again.The decision did not come all at once—it settled into their lives slowly, like dust, until everything felt covered by it.That evening, Dave sat across from Adia, the dim light casting long shadows across their small living room. Ava slept peacefully beside them, unaware that her world was quietly shifting. “She wants to handle the divorce herself,” Dave finished, his voice low, careful—like every word might break something fragile between them.Adia froze for a moment.“The divorce?” she repeated, her fingers tightening slightly around Ava’s blanket.Dave nodded. “She says it has to be clean. Legal. No loose ends. And… she’ll arrange everything.”A flicker of unease crossed Adia’s face. She looked down at their daughter, then back at Dave.“Lisha handling our divorce…” she whispered. “That doesn’t feel right.”“It isn’t,” Dave admitted. “But she’s offering security, Adia. A quarter of everything she owns. Enough to change our lives completely.”Adia leaned back, her mind racing. Fea
Dave had never felt smaller than he did standing at the gates of Lisha Cross’s mansion.The guards let him in without question . The doors opened almost instantly, and to his surprise, Lisha herself stood there—welcoming, almost warm, as if the past had been rewritten overnight.“Dave,” she said, her lips curving into a knowing smile. “You came .”“I didn’t come for anything special,” Dave replied, stepping inside cautiously. “I came to answer you.”She gestured for him to sit, her movements calm, controlled. “Then answer.”Dave remained standing.“I’ll accept your offer,” he said firmly, “on one condition.”Lisha raised a brow, amused already.“I will divorce Adia,” he continued, the words tasting bitter in his mouth. “But I won’t marry you. I’ll stay here—with you—but there will be no marriage. And in return, I want half of your property.”For a second, silence.Then Lisha laughed.She laughed like someone who had just heard the most ridiculous joke of her life.“Half?” she repeated
Dave stared at Lisha, her words still echoing in his mind.“Marry me.”“Why are you so bent on this marriage thing?” Dave finally asked, his voice low, almost guarded. “Why would you even offer something like that?”Lisha didn’t hesitate.“I’m doing it for myself.”Dave frowned, confusion pulling at his features. “That doesn’t make sense.”“It doesn’t have to make sense to you,” she replied calmly.She stepped closer.“You don’t have money,” she said bluntly. “You have no business. No income. No stability.”Each word landed like a measured strike. Dave’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt.“You can try,” Lisha continued. “You can struggle, hustle, sacrifice—but if it involves business…”Her eyes locked onto his.“I will destroy it.”“Because I can,” she added. “I am Lisha Cross.”“And if I decide you fail…” she continued softly, “you will fail.”Dave looked away briefly, anger flickering—but this time, it didn’t explode.“Marry me—or don’t even marry me legally. I don’t care about
One evening, sitting beside Adia’s hospital bed while she gently rocked their baby, Dave finally spoke what had been weighing on him.“We need to plan the baby shower,” he said quietly.Adia looked up, surprised—but her face softened instantly. “We don’t have to rush it…”“I want to,” Dave interrupted gently. “You deserve it. She deserves it.”Adia smiled, but she knew him well enough to see the strain behind his determination.“You don’t have to do this alone,” she said.The next day, Dave stood in front of his mother’s house, hesitating before knocking.Gladys opened the door before he could.“Mom…” he began, his voice slightly heavy. “I need help.”She didn’t even let him finish.“You should have said that sooner,” she replied, pulling him into a brief embrace.Later, sitting together with Sarah, Dave explained everything—the baby shower, the costs, his promise to repay them once he was back on his feet.Gladys waved him off almost immediately.“Pay me back?” she scoffed lightly. “
The first thing Adia felt was warmth as her fingers twitched slightly against the hospital sheets as her eyelids fluttered open, heavy from the weight of everything her body had endured. The world came back slowly—blurred lights, quiet beeping machines, and voices… familiar voices.“Adia?” Dave’s voice came first, fragile but filled with hope.Her gaze shifted, still unfocused—until it found him. And then everything rushed back.Her breathing hitched.“Dave…” she whispered, her voice weak.“I’m here,” he said quickly, stepping closer, his hand wrapping around hers like he would never let go again.“She’s awake!” Sarah exclaimed, her relief spilling over as she wiped her tears. Gladys stood beside her, a rare softness on her face.Before Adia could even gather her thoughts a nurse stepped forward and placed something in her arms. Something small. Something precious.Adia froze. Her eyes widened as she looked down at her baby. A tiny, fragile, beautiful baby girl wrapped carefully in a
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed softly, but to Dave, everything felt unbearably loud.Lisha’s words still echoed in his mind.*Marry me.*It wasn’t just a proposal—it was a transaction. A lifeline wrapped in conditions. A future bought at the cost of his present.“I’ll give you everything back,” she had said. “More than you lost. Adia will live well. The child will never suffer.”Dave stared at her, disbelief turning into something sharper—anger.“How can you even say that?” he rebuked, his voice low but firm. “You think I would trade my wife like she’s nothing? Like she’s a burden I can just replace?”Lisha didn’t flinch, but something in her eyes dimmed.“This is not about replacing her,” she said calmly. “It’s about survival.”“No,” Dave shook his head, stepping back. “This is about control. And I’m not yours to control.”Silence stretched between them. For a moment, it almost seemed like she would argue—but instead, she simply nodded.“Think about it,” she s
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
Mr Wellis didn’t hesitate.“Get in the car,” he said calmly.Dave’s heart was still racing. “Now?”“Now.”The drive to the police station was silent except for the hum of the engine and Dave’s breathing trying to steady itself.Inside the station, Mr Wellis placed the briefcase on the counter.“We
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.---







