Freya
“You’re done eating already?” Sonia asked, while I nodded.
“You stayed long, and I was hungry, so yes, I’m done.” I let out, and she smiled while coming back to sit beside me.
I actually didn’t eat the food. I couldn’t. Not after seeing the way she hung her legs over my fiancé’s head and let him f*ck her like the wh*re that she is. How could I then eat the food that she prepared after that horrible scene? What if she poisoned it? At least that would make their plans come through faster. I would be out of the picture, and they would have access to everything their greedy ass ever wanted…
“I’m coming… let me get the nail kit, you need some manicure and pedicure.” Sonia suddenly let out, abruptly pulling me from my thoughts.
“But I just did them a week ago.” I didn’t want her anywhere close to the sensitive parts of my body.
“A week ago? Girl! That’s long enough for a do-over!” She let out and then ran upstairs while I stared long at the nails.
She soon came back with my nail box and got to work on my fingers and toes. I have to give it to her though. She did try. She. She did a nice job and I loved the way she played along with the colors.
“Wow, they’re so nice, I love them.”
“I’m glad you do. You know I’m an expert at wherever I do. I make sure to do my things well.” She affirmed while I smiled.
Of course, Sonia is a perfectionist. That was part of the many reasons I liked her then and didn’t hesitate to make her my best friend. She was so meticulous with things. Anything she finds doing, expect perfection, because she won’t rest until it’s getting cheers from everyone.
I wish she didn’t overreach and try to steal my money. That was a part I could never understand and, sadly, I couldn’t ask her as that would blow my cover. I just wanted to know why she would ever feel the need to defraud me. Ever since the second I met her, I’ve tried my best to satisfy her and make sure she had everything she needed. Money was never a problem as I had more than I needed and always made sure she had enough too.
Food. Clothes. Car. Everything at all. If I couldn’t afford it, I asked my dad for it. Why then would she still selfishly want what’s mine?
“I need you to be calm, Freya. You’ve been deep in thoughts ever since I got here. What are you thinking about? Talk to me, we can come up with a solution together. You know you are not really experienced with love. I could help you if only you’d talk to me.” She pleaded.
I avoided the question and then quickly changed the topic. I couldn’t afford to let her into my head.
I need to be smart about my moves.
She stayed with me throughout the day and tried to cheer me up. We talked, and I tried to keep up the pretense.
By evening, when I saw she wasn’t making an attempt to leave, I asked, and I wasn’t surprised when she said she wasn’t leaving. Of course, what better place to see and f*ck each other the more if not my house!
“Come here, I want to show you something.” She suddenly said just in time as I heard Dennis’ car downstairs.
I turned to her in surprise and saw a blindfold in her hand.
“Trust me, it’s a surprise, and you’re going to love it.” She assured me. I didn’t trust her, but I had no choice. I had to play along.
She wrapped the blindfold over my eyes and then gently led me downstairs.
The door opened just then and the next thing I heard were cheers. That didn’t sound like just one person, so I quickly pulled off the blindfold.
“Surprise!!!!” Everyone cheered again and looking at their faces, I saw they were from his department at the office.
“Surprise?” I muttered to myself as I turned to Sonia, who swerved her arms like she didn’t know about it.
Dennis hurried to my side then, and before I could say another word, he hurried his lips in mine. He kissed me so deep that I would have suffocated if Sonia hadn’t pulled us apart then.
“You guys can get into the room later but now, pity us that are not with our lovers here…” she let out with a smile, but her countenance screamed fake.
She was jealous, and it showed in the way she pulled us apart. She was even scolding Dennis with her fierce look which turned into a smile every time I looked at her.
“We are sorry guys… pardon us. That’s why this party is happening right now. Freya and I have been hitting the wall lately. I haven’t been giving her enough attention and love, so I thought to surprise her tonight and remind her of my undying love for her.” Dennis let out while everyone cheered again.
I managed to force out a smile while he pulled me closer and took my hand.
“Freya, my one true love, I’m really sorry for the past weeks and months. I know I haven’t been there lately, I’ve been more focused on work and that shouldn’t be. That’s why I’m using this opportunity to say that I’m sorry, and I promise to do better. I’m going to make sure you’re my priority at all times. You come first, not work.”
Dennis and his sweet words. They always get me every damn time. If I didn’t see the way he f*cked Sonia with reckless abandon, I would never have believed. I would have thought someone was trying to ruin the beautiful thing we have going on. That was how hooked and deep I was into him.
“I love you so much, Freya.” He let out and then took out a gift box from his pocket.
Of course, the apology isn’t complete without a gift - I thought to myself as he opened the box and I saw the glittering diamond ring.
“I didn’t have much when I proposed, so the ring I got then was ehrmmm… too cheap… you didn’t care about that though, you accepted my proposal and have worn the ring every day since then. I got you a real diamond ring today. I had to break the bank, but if it’s for you, then it’s worth every dime.”
“Will you still love to be my wife, Freya?” He asked while I looked at everyone’s faces. They were blushing, especially the ladies who I was sure wished they were in my shoes. If only they knew…
“Yes, Dennis, I will.” I muttered while he removed the old ring and slid in the new one.
He kissed me deeply again and, for some seconds, it brought back old memories. I remembered when he proposed then, three months after we started dating, and I couldn’t have been happier. I couldn’t wait to do forever with him!
“Uhm guys, I think we will call it a night now. My beautiful wife-to-be and I would like to continue our conversation upstairs,” he said while they laughed.
I thought he was going for my hand, but he carried me instead, and I was flying in the air while he rushed up the stairs.
I didn’t need to look at Sonia’s face. I just knew she was boiling with heated jealousy. If she could, she would kill me right there.
“Do you like the ring?” Dennis asked as he gently dropped me on the bed and crouched in front of me.
“Like? I love it. Thank you so much, and for the surprise party too. I’m just short of words. I didn’t see it coming. Did Sonia know about it too?” I asked while he smiled.
“Not really. I didn’t give her the full details. You’re too smart for her and I feared you would see through her. I couldn’t let that happen, so I didn’t tell her. I only texted her when I was a minute away. I asked her to blindfold you and take you out once I arrived.” He explained and I nodded.
“I would have used her help though. Planning this wasn’t easy. I had to hire a planner to help with some things. We met at the hotel yesterday.”
“You were at the hotel?” I quizzed, feigning ignorance.
“Yes, I met with the planner yesterday and I regretted it a bit. She was just all over me, hugging and kissing me. I scolded her though, that wasn’t professional and I didn’t like it. I should have told you, but there was no way I could without ruining the surprise.” He explained.
“And did she…”
“Forget that for now… come here…” he cut in sharply before I could finish.
He moved closer and reached to kiss me, but I pulled back.
“I’m not in the mood. I still feel unwell.” I let out and then immediately furrowed my brows.
“Ohh really, don’t you think you should go to the hospital? I will drop you there in the morning.”
“Ohh there’s no need. I’ll be fine. I just need to rest well. A full night’s sleep is all I need.” I affirmed, and he nodded.
“Okay then. Let’s just cuddle then. It will help relax your nerves and get you to sleep faster.” He retorted and then got in bed beside me.
He wrapped his arms around me and gently tapped my shoulder till I slept off…
DennisI honestly didn’t want to look at the screen, but the minute I heard the music and saw the soft lighting of the camera sweeping across white roses and crystal chandeliers, I knew it was Freya’s wedding again. Every damn day for the past week, some news channel or entertainment show found a new clip, a new angle, a fresh commentary to air. It was either her dress, the venue, vows or even the food.The guards here thought it was entertaining and some of the inmates found it amusing too, watching me squirm while the woman I destroyed stood there glowing, radiant, married to someone else.Victor Whitmore… I used to call him “the enemy” but now I just call him “the better man”. I sat on my bunk, staring at the tiny screen nailed to the common room wall, the volume low but clear enough to hear her laugh. And God, that sound used to be mine. I used to make her laugh like that.I watched the way Victor looked at her, like he’d waited all his life just to earn her smile and I felt som
FreyaThree days... that was how long I had to wait before my husband finally agreed that we would go on our honeymoon. It felt like a lifetime because I wanted to get away immediately after the wedding. Victor insisted we wait just so I could catch my breath. You would think I did something besides looking pretty on our wedding day, but my darling husband wouldn’t let us leave unless I’ve had enough rest and fully recovered from the stress. I knew he was right though, but that didn’t stop me from pouting dramatically every time he reminded me.But it turned out well anyway, because I got to use the three days well. We didn’t have a specific plan for the honeymoon and were just going to freestyle it. But in three days, I was able to come up with a fantastic plan. Our honeymoon would be a month and we’d be visiting three countries, Marrakech in Morocco, Maui in Hawaii, and then end it in the land of love, Paris…As we stepped off his jet and the warm, honeyed air of Marrakech wrapped
VictorI don’t think I’ve ever smiled this much in my entire life. Freya’s hand was tucked inside mine as we walked into the reception hall and the whole place echoed with cheers and claps, like they had been holding in their excitement until they saw us again.My eyes didn’t leave her the whole time. She looked like a dream and I couldn’t get enough of her. It wasn’t the first time I was seeing the wedding dress on her, I was there when Nia brought it for the first fitting but it was still unfinished then. Of course, it was stunning then but now, it was magical. My wife was literally glowing in her wedding dress. She waved at a few familiar faces, still holding tightly to my arm, and I watched her soak it all in. She deserves it all and even more.“How are you feeling?” I asked as I leaned down a little, voice low in her ear. She turned to me with a grin that had just the right mix of mischief and emotion. “Like I’ve waited all my life to be right here.”That answer did something t
FreyaIt’s finally my wedding day and I couldn’t stop staring at myself because somehow, against all odds, I am still standing, breathing and alive.And today, I am going to be someone’s wife. Victor’s wife.I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror, my hands resting gently against the fabric that hugged me like a second skin. My dress… God, my wedding dress.Nia had done it. She hadn’t just made me a wedding gown, she made me feel like a woman again. A whole one… not broken, bruised and certainly not someone who had almost died in a pool of her own blood just a few weeks ago. But someone who was still capable of being beautiful, strong and loved.She honestly did a perfect job with the dress. The satin was a rich ivory that glowed under the soft lights. The neckline was soft and romantic off-shoulder, hugging my collarbones delicately. The bodice cinched at just the right place, with intricate beadwork that curved like vines around my ribs. The lower part had layers of tull
FreyaI woke up feeling slightly better than I did yesterday. The dull ache in my side was still there, but it had softened. It was like my body had finally made peace with the pain.The morning light slipped through the half-open blinds, bathing the room in a golden hue that made everything feel softer and calmer. I reached for the blanket, pulling it up a little. I wasn’t cold… I just needed the comfort and warmth… something to hold me since Victor wasn’t beside me. I’m sure he’d be in the kitchen making breakfast for me.Just then, the door opened gently and the nurse stepped in, wearing a small, professional smile. I had even forgotten that I agreed to a nurse coming everyday to check on me, but I trust Victor not to ever forget."Good morning, Miss Freya," the nurse greeted softly, placing her bag down and walking to the side of the bed. "How did you sleep?"I gave her a small nod. "Better than I expected."She smiled again. "That’s good. Let’s take a look at those wounds, shall
FreyaI could see the worry in Victor’s eyes the entire morning. He didn’t say much, but it was there in the way he kept pacing around the room, in the way his jaw clenched every time I so much as shifted in bed.He wanted me to stay at the hospital for a few more days. I knew it. He hadn’t said it yet, but I could feel it as clearly as if he had screamed it from the roof.So I sat up slowly, ignoring the slight pull of pain in my side, and looked at him where he stood by the window.“I want to go home today.” I let out slowly while he turned around instantly, brows furrowed like I’d just told him I was going skydiving.“Babe, no, you can’t do that.” He immediately countered.“I’m serious,” I said, keeping my voice calm, steady. “I want to leave. I don’t want to be here anymore.”“You just came out of a coma two days ago,” he said, moving to the edge of the bed like he thought I might pass out mid-sentence. “Freya, this isn’t something we rush. The doctors…”“Already cleared me for di