The air felt so tense and thick, that Isabella thought it could be cut with a knife. She sat on the edge of her bed, still dressed in her maxi dress and had dragged the baby cot to herself so she could sit and peer at them, her mind roaming through all the possibilities.She had to find a way to keep her children to herself. Samuel cooed as she gently rocked the cot, occasionally giggling and opening his eyes lazily. His sister however remained fast asleep. Victoria was much calmer among the twins and she reminded Isabella of her sister. Rasing a thumb, she stroked the baby's cheek and giggled when Victoria's mouth opened. Almost immediately, tears spilt from her eyes. What would she do if Seth took them away? Would she even be allowed to see them or would she become completely nonexistent to the twins? A knock on the bedroom door startled her and she clutched the cot tighter to herself. "Isabella?" Her mom called out tentatively. "It's been like ten hours, honey. You can't lock yo

Tired lines marred Seth's forehead as he took a bottle of gin from his mother's cabinet. His green eyes were concerned, they had lost their ever-present playfulness as he mulled over things in his mind.Grabbing a glass, he shifted to the sofa and poured himself a drink. He glanced around wondering where his mother had gone to. She seemed to have left in a hurry, he thought as he eyed her open windows. And when he had called her to tell him he had arrived, the place she was in was rather loud. "It can't be a club, can it?" He thought and chuckled at the vision of his mother in a nightclub, wearing a crop top and ragged jeans. "Nope. Definitely not a club."His phone buzzed showing the name Nate on the phone and he picked up the call. "Hey man? Have you arrived yet?"Seth took a sip of his gin and lolled the liquid about on his tongue for a while before swallowing. "Currently raiding my mother's gin collection.""Oooh, B's going to kill you." Nate sang and Seth laughed. "I'm her on

"Welcome to the Allen villa, ma'am." A woman who looked to be in her late 50's welcomed Isabella.She and Seth and the babies just arrived at the compound where he lives. While Isabella was trying her best not to look surprised, it kept feeling like a mission impossible to her. Like who lived in such a big house alone? With just a maid?"This is Rita. She helps with the cleaning and every other household works. She only comes here in the morning and once she is done with the chores, she leaves," Seth explained to her."Oh," she nodded her head to show that she understood the explanation. Then, she turned in the direction of the older lady, "Thank you for the warm welcome." She extended her hand out, "I'm Isabella. And please, just call me that, and not ma'am.""Where did you find her, Seth? She's such a keeper!" Rita squeaked, hugging Isabella firmly.Isabella was surprised that the woman was calling her boss by name. So, she turned a questioning look at Seth who just shrugged."She's

The full moon gave the hall Isabella paced about in some sort of glowing color. The chandeliers igniting different colors added to the glow, making the room look like a glowing constellation of some sort. An atmosphere that was enough to soothe the heart of whoever stood among the magic… Except that it did nothing to make Isabella feel at peace or even relieve her anger.When Victoria started crying, she went to the baby stroller where she placed them and pressed a button there. The button brought some nursery rhythm to life and the baby began to laugh softly to the music. Isabella on the other hand resumed her impatient pacing.Yes, she was angry. Not just mildly angry but very angry. Ever since she and the babies moved in about a week and some days ago, she and Seth had come to a kind of truce to ensure that peace reigned between them. In lieu of that, they made some sort of promise to each other that they would share the house chores since Rita went to visit one of her children on

"Good afternoon, Miss," Isabella greeted a waitress who was on duty at a restaurant she just walked into."Good afternoon, ma'am. How may I help you?" The redhead answered. She kept walking with the tray in her hand which contained the food the customer it belonged to had requested for.Isabella kept up with the pace of the young lady. "I wanted to ask if there is a vacancy available at the restaurant? Any sort of vacancy is fine by me." She questioned the redhead.The redhead served her two customers first before she even bothered to look at Isabella. "Oh, you should have come in earlier. Edna just took the only available job about five minutes ago before you came in." She pointed to a young lady who was busy clearing a table."Oh," Isabella muttered. "Thank you." She told the redhead and made her way out of the place. She checked the time and she sighed when she saw that it was already 11 in the morning. She would have gotten to the restaurant earlier and bagged the job instead of