"Get my phone!"Miranda yelled to the passageway that Camille disappeared to a minute ago.She discovered Camille wasn't answering. Her son continued to slip away, the quick Revelation that her son might be no more in the matter gave Miranda the distorted memory she lost. She immediately reached into her pocket and brought out her phone before dialing the emergency number as quick as she could.Soon the loud silence is replaced by the loud siren noises.The three minutes were the longest Miranda had ever faced as she watched her son being strapped into the vehicle for treatment."Is he alright?" She frantically quizzed a paramedic attending to him. The woman ignored her and continued to do her work.The ambulance started to move and Miranda took her seat praying to God to save her son. "Your son is alright now." The doctor assured Miranda in his office."But I have to ask you a question, Your son was being poisoned. He was being f

So now she's awake.Nathan watched Ema stretch out her hands and run her eyes before she opened them to reveal the darkest chestnut brown orbs.This kind of beauty only belonged to his wife. If she was truly a lookalike, they couldn't share exactly the same features."Where am I?" Ema mumbled, shocked to see herself in the hospital."The hospital. Isn't it obvious?"Ema turned to see who was talking."Nathan…""I see you know my name. Do you like it?"Nathan got up the bed he was in and approached her.Ema could feel her breath slipping away when he got too close for comfort.He was so close to her face that she could see his peach soft lips were natural."You must be Ema, Ema Contreras," Nathan noted.Ema ran her hands her short hair just to get the awkwardness of the situation out of her mind.What she didn't understand was why he was talking different. His stance had even changed. She suspected

"What will I tell father," Ema thought as she walked back to the reception.She had been so rash that she accepted to go on a date with Nathan.It was stupid but yes, she complied.Seeing her father in such a foul mood at the reception made things a whole lot awful go her."Dad..." She made her presence known to him."Ema, why did you run off like that? Are you ok?" Mr Contreras demanded, examining he like he was sure she had been molested in his office.The punk's lips was a devilish temptation and the sparks she felt when their body met was alarming, apart from that, Ema knew she was untainted."I'm fine Dad.""So what did he tell you?""You got your job back."She expected her father to be shocked or doubtful but instead, he was angry."What! How!""I don't understand you Dad, Didn't you want the job back?""Ema, I want you to tell me the truth and now, What did he do? Did he say anything?""No...

  Fuck! Pick up the phone you bastard!Rodriguez tried Nathan again only to be cut off again.What could he do now?, He thought.The Contreras had disappointed him and now Nathan was spending time with that girl.If Adriana managed to get just a fragment of who she was, she would question the Contreras and there was no way his name would not be given out.Shit! Why was this happening to him?His enemies had tripled. If only he has put an end to Adriana the time he met her.Nathan would surely be trying to make her remember her past but the problem was where they would be.Rodriguez had sixty percent certainty that he would take her back to their family.Of course, Rodriguez snapped his fingers finally getting his shit together.Now all that was left was to send Chale spying while he went to have a talk with the Contreras.He pulled up a gun from his drawer, the cold metal made him

 Nathan left the doorway he had leaned on to earlier and approached Adriana.He had given her enough time to grieve.The cops had already left and all that was left of the murder was the bloody words on the floor."What do you want to do now?" Nathan asked a frozen Adriana."I don't know." She answered and looked around the house that took her in. The only place she could call home for three years and now that she knew she was not alone, This happened. Fate would not just stop fucking with her.She remembered the words her late mother had engraved to the ground with her own blood.Ro!What could it mean?"Are you ok?" Nathan inquired.Was she ok? Why would he even asked that... Someone she knew just died and there was a high chance she could have if she hadn't gone with him.She couldn't blame him, he must feel awkward from the situation and sensing his relationship with the Contreras, it was