MasukLater that night, I was going through my phone. I was about to send Maya a text when I saw Anabel’s text again. Not that I had forgotten the past few days, but I’ve been too busy to think about it. I couldn't sleep properly, I started thinking about what to do and how to handle it. When I got to the studio the next day, I still had it in the back of my mind that I needed to do something about it. It could be anything. By lunchtime, I was still staring at her name on my phone. I opened the text again.[Anabel: Lin… We need to talk please.]I had read those words so many times that they had started to lose their meaning maybe because I knew what she wanted to say or because a part of me wanted the same thing. I missed Anabel so much but missing someone and being ready to let them back into your life were two different things. I was facing one and struggling with the other.I picked up my phone and typed before I could change my mind.[Me: You can come by after work.]Her reply came almo
Two days later, the studio had a different rhythm. It wasn’t the frantic energy of the first exhibition because there were no constant calls, an overflowing schedule, or any pressure to make everything bigger than it needed to be. This time, everything felt more deliberate, smaller and more personal. I arrived at work earlier than everyone else.The city was still waking up when I unlocked the studio. I switched on the lights one by one and I stood still for a moment with my bag still hanging from my shoulder. Then I smiled."I missed you too," I whispered.It sounded ridiculous but I said it anyway because things were gradually going back to normal. I put my bag down and got to work. By eight, Maya had arrived. She knocked on my office door twice, entered, and placed a coffee beside me."Hey Lin…You’ve been here since?""Six thirty."She stared at me in shock. "What? Why?""I couldn’t sleep…""But that’s still not an excuse to come here before sunrise.""I wasn’t sleeping anyway so
I got into my car and sat there for some minutes. I wasn’t ready to talk to Anabel especially not after everything that had happened that day. I didn't know what to say to her yet or if I was ready to forgive her. I miss her no doubt but she hurt me badly and I was still struggling to believe she had to go that far to prove a point to make me be involved with only her. My only crime was falling in love with Ethan and it had even cost me a lot more than I could account for. I knew Anabel tried to redeem my image by making the video she posted about who I was but the deed had already been done. I tried to hold back the tears at the corner of my eyes but it eventually fell. I took my phone and looked at the message she sent me again and a part of me wanted to hear her out so badly but a part was also pulling me back from facing her. I wiped my face and started my car.I drove back to the studio but my mind wasn’t really there. By the time I walked through the doors, I had managed to wipe
I nodded. "Yeah…She’s been arrested."Maya exhaled slowly. "Ohh… finally. That witch."I stared at my phone. There was one thing I couldn’t stop thinking about. "I want to see her."Maya’s expression changed. "You want to? Lin… are you sure?""I don’t know." I looked down at my hands. "Maybe I just need to. I think that’s when it’s really over. I have questions." I stood up and picked up my car key."Like now?" Maya asked.I didn't answer. Maya nodded. She knew I wasn’t going to let it go until I did what I actually wanted this time."Do you need me to go with you?""No… I’ll be fine." I smiled faintly."Please be good. I will schedule a meeting with Mrs Lawson.""Oh… thank you. I almost forgot."I hugged Maya briefly before leaving. An hour later, I was sitting across from Chloe and for a moment, neither of us spoke. I had imagined this meeting so many times, in some versions, I screamed at her, in others, I demanded answers. Sometimes I imagined walking in and telling her exactly ho
He was quiet for a moment. "Well… she’s not getting away with it."I looked at him and the certainty in his voice was different from the anger I’d expected. It wasn’t revenge instead it was resolve."I don’t want to spend the rest of my life fighting her," I whispered."Neither do I… but this time, she's going to answer for what she did." He looked toward the station behind us. "But I’m going to let the police handle Chloe. I’m done letting her decide what our life looks like."I nodded slowly, then Ethan looked at me. "And I’m sorry for the part my sister played in this…"There was another silence. I didn't know what to say. I haven’t come to terms with Anabel’s impact on all of this even though she didn't join Chloe in orchestrating the whole plan. She was responsible for bringing her into the picture to separate Ethan and me. I looked at Ethan and said nothing. I wanted to say it’s fine but it isn’t because I never thought Anabel would go that far just to prove a point.
The detective opened another document. "One Ms. Chloe."The room went silent and for a second, I thought I’d heard him wrong. "What?… Chloe?"He nodded. "Yes..."My fingers went numb.Maya whispered, "I knew it."I stared at the detective."So she hired him?""We’re still investigating the exact arrangement," he said carefully. "But the messages are clear enough to establish that they were communicating."I couldn’t speak. The flowers suddenly came back to me and the cards attached to it suddenly made sense. The first one said, "For the woman who makes everything look effortless," it was meant to shift my focus from acting fast earlier because nothing was threatening about those words. And the second one; "Not everything beautiful belongs to the past", was meant to describe her relationship with Ethan indicating that it was beautiful and didn't belong to the past."Maybe in another life", That shows the final threat she gave before destroying everything I had worked hard for.I had sp
I left work early to come home and clear my head. I just finished dinner and was about to upload some pictures of my new collections to my fashion page.It was around 8 pm when someone knocked on my apartment door. I wasn't expecting anyone. Maya had gone home hours ago, and Anabel was busy with th
Anabel showed up at my apartment later that evening, long after I had changed out of my dress and washed off my makeup. I was just about to make myself a cup of tea when I heard her familiar knock, four quick taps and two slow ones—our signature knock since college. I froze for a second. I wasn’t e
I almost didn't go.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. I was already dressed in a beautiful emerald green dress that hugged my body perfectly. My makeup was flawless, my hair was styled, and I looked stunning. But inside, I felt like I was falling apart. I was having cold feet.I did
"So…For how long?" her voice finally trembled."A few weeks," Ethan answered quietly.She turned to him so fast it almost startled me."You shut up," she snapped. "You don’t get to speak first."She turned back to me, her eyes filling with hot, betrayed tears. "You sat in my apartment while I cried







