AUTHORS POV Regina sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers twisted tightly in her lap. The late afternoon light streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow over her room, but she felt none of its warmth as nervousness and anxiety painfully seeped through her. Her heart pounded heavily against her ribs. She had rehearsed this conversation a hundred times in her head, but now that Franco was standing in front of her, smirking lazily as if he already knew what she was about to say, the words tangled on her tongue. She took a deep breath and forced herself to meet his eyes. “You have been silent since you called me here, it leaves me wondering what’s going on in your mind” he said dryly, running his fingers through his hair. “I’m pregnant,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. For a moment, Franco said nothing. His face held no facial expressions, and Regina clung to a shred of hope that he might reach for her, smile, tell her it would all be alright. Instead,
AUTHORS POVTessa was sorting through a pile of boring paperwork on her desk when her phone started vibrating loudly against her table and honestly, she didn’t want any more business related calls. It had been a long day and she just wanted to wrap up and leave, Camila and Jamie had already left together and Pedro had asked her to stay back so they can go together. After the phone had rung twice, She glanced at the screen and froze.It was Regina.She answered immediately. “Regina?”On the other end of the line, Regina was crying so hard that Tessa could barely make out her words.“You didn’t reply my message,” Regina sobbed, voice breaking in between hiccups. “I sent you a message and you didn’t reply… you left me all alone.”Tessa’s chest tightened with guilt. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, standing up from her chair.“I’m so sorry, Regina,” she said gently. “I wasn’t near my phone. I didn’t mean to ignore you, I swear.”Regina’s breathing was ragged, her words tumbling ou
AUTHORS POV Tessa hurried back from the supermarket, clutching her handbag tightly, it had begin to drizzle in trickles. She was glad to have made it back it time just as the rain began to fall in small drops. Her mind was still reeling from the conversation with George, but she forced herself to stay composed. She had barely stepped onto the steps of the office building when she spotted Pedro standing just outside the glass doors, deep in conversation with three well-dressed men. Her jaws dropped. They were all laughing, their expensive suits seemed unruffled under the soft evening breeze the rain brought with its fall. Tessa paused for a heartbeat, considering slipping around the side entrance to avoid them. But Pedro’s sharp eyes had already caught her. “Ah, here she is,” Pedro said with a proud smile, beckoning her over. Tessa swallowed her nerves and walked towards them, she hated the noise her heels made against the floor while she walked. As she got closer, she caught snipp
AUTHORS POVTessa walked briskly through the long corridor; she didn't even wait for Pedro despite the fact that he had told her to wait. She just wanted to get to Regina as fast as she could. Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she approached Regina’s room, like a gloomy pendant hung over her neck. She paused for a brief moment at the door, took a deep breath, then quietly turned the knob and stepped inside.The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn shut. Regina was curled up in one corner of her bed, her small frame almost swallowed by the large, plush duvet. She looked so fragile, so unlike her usual lively self, that Tessa’s heart clenched painfully. The evil men do to women, she said in her mind.Tessa closed the door softly behind her and approached the bed. “Regina…” she called gently, sitting at the edge of the mattress. “Have you eaten anything today? Or at least had some vegetables? You need to keep yourself nourished, for your sake and the baby’s.”Regina stirred, her fac
AUTHORS POVThe atmosphere inside Regina's room changed from the moment Dame Rossa stepped inside; it was almost suffocating. And for seconds that slipped into minutes, Regina tried all she could to hold herself together. The ancient of days clock ticked away loudly in the background; for Regina, it was a painful reminder that time was slipping through her fingers and she needed to tell Pablo her truth.Dame Rossa sat beside Regina, her eyes darted around the room, softened with concern."My dear," she said, reaching out to pat Regina’s hand gently, "Pablo told me you have not been taking his calls."Regina blinked, feeling a strange chill wash over her. Had she?It struck her then — the last few days and hours had been a haze. The pain, the shame, and the constant battle with herself had consumed her so much that she hadn’t noticed the persistent beeping of her phone. She had unknowingly, absentmindedly ignored him."I'm so sorry," Regina whispered, looking down at her lap, ashamed.
I thought my aunt had died or perhaps something bad had happened when I approached our house. From a distance, I could see a fleet of luxury cars with heavily armed men standing at different points; they looked terrifying. I felt my stomach grow cold as I drew closer. It was very recently that I noticed her pacing around the house, looking out of the window; sometimes she was very absent-minded. She had nearly dipped her hand in a frying pan with heated oil while she was deep in thought; if not for my timely intervention, when I asked her what the problem was, she looked me in the eyes and asked that we run away, that we moved to another city.“Tessa, we need to run; we need to leave this city,” she had said to me, her grip firm as ever.I could see fear in her eyes.“Aunty Norah,” I said softly, sitting next to her. “We moved here barely a year ago; I just got this new job that pays well, and I finally get to have friends; why do we need to go somewhere else?”“You won’t understand,
The Devil is a liar! I had exclaimed in my mind.I managed to help my aunt to her bedside and fetched her a glass of water and her medicines. She had many questions to answer because a stranger couldn’t come and declare me his wife like I was a piece of furniture.No way. And Melissa? I hated the name as a word itself.I was boiling with so much anger I did not know when I kicked the bed bunk and yelled in pain.Breath in, Tessa! I said to myself.“Are you okay?” My aunt had asked. “You know we can plan our escape; we don’t have to do anything he says."Escape? Do anything he says? Why would I be compelled to listen to a man I do not know? I was triggered by that question.“Nobody is escaping to anywhere. I want to see how this plays out. If there is anything I need to know about the drama that played out, now is the best time to tell me,” I said before pulling a seat to the window side and sitting down.“How do I explain the situation now?” Aunt Norah started, “If only you had listen
I could still perceive his strong masculine perfume and wondered perhaps I had inhaled too much of him at the office earlier. I could still hear his voice in my head. His raspy deep voice rambling in my head, calling me his wife! I am not your wife, damn it! I unknowingly yelled out my thoughts as I walked into the sitting soon, kicking my shoes to a corner and switching on the light! There he was! My tormentor! “Tada!” He said, but there was nothing pleasant about that! I was still in shock and at a loss for words; I first looked around for my aunt. “Where is my aunt?” I asked, my fist clenched! He noticed. “Easy with the first honey; your aunt is in safe hands.” “What do you mean?” I asked before scampering around, calling out to my aunt. But no response or vision of her in sight. I panicked. I began to wish I had listened to her when she asked us to run away. I prayed this monster had not done anything to her because I wouldn’t know what I would do. “What did you do
AUTHORS POVThe atmosphere inside Regina's room changed from the moment Dame Rossa stepped inside; it was almost suffocating. And for seconds that slipped into minutes, Regina tried all she could to hold herself together. The ancient of days clock ticked away loudly in the background; for Regina, it was a painful reminder that time was slipping through her fingers and she needed to tell Pablo her truth.Dame Rossa sat beside Regina, her eyes darted around the room, softened with concern."My dear," she said, reaching out to pat Regina’s hand gently, "Pablo told me you have not been taking his calls."Regina blinked, feeling a strange chill wash over her. Had she?It struck her then — the last few days and hours had been a haze. The pain, the shame, and the constant battle with herself had consumed her so much that she hadn’t noticed the persistent beeping of her phone. She had unknowingly, absentmindedly ignored him."I'm so sorry," Regina whispered, looking down at her lap, ashamed.
AUTHORS POVTessa walked briskly through the long corridor; she didn't even wait for Pedro despite the fact that he had told her to wait. She just wanted to get to Regina as fast as she could. Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she approached Regina’s room, like a gloomy pendant hung over her neck. She paused for a brief moment at the door, took a deep breath, then quietly turned the knob and stepped inside.The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn shut. Regina was curled up in one corner of her bed, her small frame almost swallowed by the large, plush duvet. She looked so fragile, so unlike her usual lively self, that Tessa’s heart clenched painfully. The evil men do to women, she said in her mind.Tessa closed the door softly behind her and approached the bed. “Regina…” she called gently, sitting at the edge of the mattress. “Have you eaten anything today? Or at least had some vegetables? You need to keep yourself nourished, for your sake and the baby’s.”Regina stirred, her fac
AUTHORS POV Tessa hurried back from the supermarket, clutching her handbag tightly, it had begin to drizzle in trickles. She was glad to have made it back it time just as the rain began to fall in small drops. Her mind was still reeling from the conversation with George, but she forced herself to stay composed. She had barely stepped onto the steps of the office building when she spotted Pedro standing just outside the glass doors, deep in conversation with three well-dressed men. Her jaws dropped. They were all laughing, their expensive suits seemed unruffled under the soft evening breeze the rain brought with its fall. Tessa paused for a heartbeat, considering slipping around the side entrance to avoid them. But Pedro’s sharp eyes had already caught her. “Ah, here she is,” Pedro said with a proud smile, beckoning her over. Tessa swallowed her nerves and walked towards them, she hated the noise her heels made against the floor while she walked. As she got closer, she caught snipp
AUTHORS POVTessa was sorting through a pile of boring paperwork on her desk when her phone started vibrating loudly against her table and honestly, she didn’t want any more business related calls. It had been a long day and she just wanted to wrap up and leave, Camila and Jamie had already left together and Pedro had asked her to stay back so they can go together. After the phone had rung twice, She glanced at the screen and froze.It was Regina.She answered immediately. “Regina?”On the other end of the line, Regina was crying so hard that Tessa could barely make out her words.“You didn’t reply my message,” Regina sobbed, voice breaking in between hiccups. “I sent you a message and you didn’t reply… you left me all alone.”Tessa’s chest tightened with guilt. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, standing up from her chair.“I’m so sorry, Regina,” she said gently. “I wasn’t near my phone. I didn’t mean to ignore you, I swear.”Regina’s breathing was ragged, her words tumbling ou
AUTHORS POV Regina sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers twisted tightly in her lap. The late afternoon light streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow over her room, but she felt none of its warmth as nervousness and anxiety painfully seeped through her. Her heart pounded heavily against her ribs. She had rehearsed this conversation a hundred times in her head, but now that Franco was standing in front of her, smirking lazily as if he already knew what she was about to say, the words tangled on her tongue. She took a deep breath and forced herself to meet his eyes. “You have been silent since you called me here, it leaves me wondering what’s going on in your mind” he said dryly, running his fingers through his hair. “I’m pregnant,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. For a moment, Franco said nothing. His face held no facial expressions, and Regina clung to a shred of hope that he might reach for her, smile, tell her it would all be alright. Instead,
AUTHORS POV The return to the office after lunch was a slow, dragging affair. The sun beat down on the building, the air was sticky, and the workers moved with a sluggishness that mirrored Tessa’s heavy steps as they made a beeline for their respective duty post. Shortly after Jamie leaves for his desk, Tessa and Camila had barely settled at their desks when a sharp knock sounded on the glass door of their section. It was Andrew, one of Don Pedro’s personal messengers, standing stiffly with a small notepad in his hand. “Camila,” he said, his voice very formal. “The boss wants to see you. Right away.” Camila, who was just booting up her computer, slightly frowned and looked at Tessa. Tessa’s heart skipped oddly. “Why?” Tessa asked before she could stop herself. Andrew shrugged. “No idea. He just said to bring her.” Camila gave Tessa a reassuring little smile, smoothed her blouse, and stood up. “It’s probably work-related,” she muttered. “No big deal.” But Tessa’s stomach twist
AUTHORS POVThe café was buzzing that warm Thursday afternoon, if not for anything but for the fact that Tessa loved the positive atmosphere the environment afforded her; she didn't want to go back to the office or back to the Lorenzo mansion. The clatter of cutlery and soft murmur of voice chatters weaving into a comforting background noise were the only things that reminded her that she wasn't in her comfort zone. Tessa sat at the table by the window with Camila and Jamie, a half-eaten sandwich limp in her hand. The sun outside painted the streets golden, but inside her head, it was cloudy and grey.Jamie leaned across the table, flashing his boyish grin. "Thanks again for the food the other night, Tessa. That food was something else. You didn’t have to, but I'm grateful."Tessa stared through him as if he wasn’t there, her gaze locked somewhere beyond the walls of the café. She didn't blink, didn’t smile, didn’t even twitch.Jamie frowned slightly, exchanging a quick look with Cami
AUTHORS POV The house was unusually quiet when Tessa returned from the shopping mall. She was tempted to kick off her shoes by the door, except for the fact that she was not in the comfort of the room she shared with Pedro. She sighed as the scent of grilled meat and garlic hit her nose, straying from the dining. Her body ached, and all she really wanted was a hot bath and to be left alone. But the silence in the air felt heavy—like something was waiting. She walked into the dining area and found Don Pedro seated at the head of the long glass table. The only sound in the room came from the clinking of his fork against the china plate. The light above him made his presence look even more imposing than usual. He looked up at her, chewing slowly, watching her. “You’re late,” he said flatly, setting his cutlery down. “Join me for dinner.” Tessa forced a polite smile. “I’m not hungry. It’s been a long day. I’d rather go upstairs and rest.” Pedro’s jaw twitched as though he wanted to s
AUTHORS POVTessa’s heels tapped softly against the tiled floor of the shopping mall as she made her way down the brightly lit aisle. She wasn’t dressed to be noticed—plain jeans, a white shirt, her hair tucked into a low bun—but somehow, she still felt exposed. Maybe it was the shelves lined with menstrual pads in front of her, or maybe it was the heavy cloud of stress that had followed her from the office. If there was a way she could discard Pedro's bodyguards outside the mall, she would have. But she couldn't.She sighed and picked up a familiar purple pack, scanning the back with little interest. It was one of those errands that needed to be done—quietly, quickly, and without thinking. She had no energy to waste. Her head throbbed from a day filled with tense emails and awkward silences with Pedro. All she wanted was to buy her toiletries and get home.Just as she reached for another item, a voice cut through the air behind her.“Tessa.”Her whole body tensed. She didn’t even ne