Dinam  For the past three days, I have literally been bathed in pure happiness. I don't think I've ever been so happy in my life. I agree with the saying that after the rain comes the good weather. I had known misery so much that I thought it stuck to my skin, that it was normal to live with it. My difficult life since childhood, the mockery of men and the constant contempt for me had led me to believe that I had no right to happiness, nor to be loved, even less by a beautiful girl who was also rich like Maieil. All the girls I was interested in shunned me like the plague. Indeed, poverty is more than the plague. I understood them perfectly. It must be confessed that my condition was very lamentable. I myself would have refused to have a companion who was like me. I had no money to take care of myself and my mother. What if I had a girlfriend? A girl needs regular maintenance. She needs the money at the end of each month to buy wipes, her cleansing milk and

Dinam  My new supervisor and I finally go to our department. He gives me some brief instructions and leaves me in my office. I may be imagining myself in vain, but he didn't strike me as sympathetic at all. On the contrary, he acted as if we had known each other before and that he had a grudge against me. During the lunch break, Maïeil picks me up and we go to a restaurant not far from the company.  "So sweetie, how are you finding your job? How's your first day at work?" She asks me once we have been seated around a table.  "Everything is good overall amore mia. I'm so happy to finally have a good job, with a fancy office, a computer and all the equipment." I replied with great enthusiasm.  Maieil smiled at my excitement.  "I'm glad you're happy!" She said stroking my hand.  "But I feel like my boss doesn't like my head too

Dinam  I'm coming back from the lunch break with my wife in order to take a quick look at my work before presenting it later at the meeting with company officials. I take my leave of Maieil, kissing her passionately.  "I already miss you sweetheart!" She said grimacing.  "And me even more, but duty calls me. See you later in the conference room." I reply, turning to my desk that I'm about to open. But I hear  "Mr Dinam, can you come to my office right away?"  I turn around and see my service manager Ethan.  "Right away? Can't it wait after the meeting?" I would like to settle some small details here now.  "It is precisely in relation to the meeting that I would like to see you." Ethan insists.   I resign myself to following him into his office. After all, I had already checked m

Dinam  I asked myself a thousand and one questions about what my stepfather was going to make as a decision regarding my fate. Maïeil gives me a reassuring look before I leave. I walk nonchalantly towards Georges' office. The corridor leading to his office, which once meant nothing to me, suddenly becomes longer and more icy. It looked like a maze of death. I finally arrive in front of the office with a beating heart and sweaty palms. I knock the door lightly then I open it. My stepfather is sitting behind his desk, his eyes glued to his laptop. I close the door behind me and stand in the doorway.  "Take a seat!" He orders me without taking his eyes off his laptop.  I run with fear in my stomach. George pushes his laptop aside, then looks me straight in the eye. His gaze is so heavy on me that I find myself forced to lower mine.  "So young man, can you tell me what happened t

Ethan  The next day after my meeting with Martine, I contacted our company's competitor about the contract that Georges was trying to sign. He gives me an appointment in the evening. I then call Martine to inform her about the appointment and she is delighted. I can't wait for this case to end once and for all. I can't bear to see Dinam's face strutting around anymore. Seeing him fall in love with every corner of this business makes me want to give him a good kick in his ass. We'll see if he's going to show off again when he's fired from here. I can't wait to get back together with Maïeil. I'm sure she still loves me. She started with this filthy fellow just to escape the marriage that her stepmother and father wanted to impose on her. Besides, I was the first to whom she had turned to make me the proposal of this marriage. Dinam is just a spare tire for her. Maïeil will thank me later for having helped her get rid of him. He is not from our world