Sometimes I felt like the gallery was a little bit large since my paintings were spaced out but at the same time, I loved it like that because it gave each person an opportunity to relate to my painting in a private setting since the next person would be a few feet down. At the opening, a reporter asked me why I named the gallery Hazel’s eyes and said it was an unusual name to give a gallery. I told him it was named that because the public would be seeing the world from my eyes, I was giving them a view of the world from my perspective hence the name. When I arrived this morning, the place was filled like it had been for the past ten days that it’s been open and I just wanted to cry in relief because not only were we crowded with visitors, but the online ratings were insane. My gallery was always in the news and trending on social media so we even had visitors from outside the country and it made me feel like I did something good. I had offers asking to sell some of my art pieces

Atticus wasn’t talking to me. Technically he was but he had developed Justin’s bad attitude and had been giving me short answers for the past week and it was making me mad. I have asked him a million times why he was angry which was stupid of me when I knew the exact reason he was angry but the fact was that he has told me the same one million times that he wasn’t angry and I should stop apologizing to him every time I see him. It kills me to know that I hurt him with my words and he wasn’t over it even though he wouldn’t admit it. Aside from my words, the fact that we haven’t caught whoever it was that sent that letter still bothers him and now I was stuck at home till they found the person. “It’s so scary that someone like that is still roaming the streets, you should be very careful hun” Danielle spoke from where she was sitting with Jennifer, Sandy and Ria. They finally met last week and to my surprise, they clicked at the first meeting. I won’t lie when I say I was skeptical to

Danielle and the doctor entered the hospital room and stopped in their tracks to get a good look at me wrapped around my husband like a burrito. I was curled into his arms and his hands were wrapped around me tightly like I had insisted a few minutes before they walked in. Danielle had a sly smile on her face as she pushed past the doctor and made her way to us while the doctor looked rather amused. He recovered quickly and stepped in properly into the room before shutting the door behind him. “I can see my plan worked perfectly and you two doofos made up” She squealed and clapped her hands like a little child and it made me scoff. “I told you she didn’t just go get the doctor,” I told Atticus with a roll of my eyes and he chuckled in response. “Well it worked out for the best, didn’t it?” she gave me a roll of her eyes also “So the doctor has your test results and he promises that it is very good news” It was obvious that she was barely trying to contain her excitement and hold

My head was throbbing and it also hurt at the same time. I tried to open my eyes but it felt heavy so I decided to let it rest for a second before opening it again and this time I was successful. My vision was a bit blurry so I tried to clean my eyes with my hands and I watched as the room I was in became much clearer, as clear as it could get in the darkness. The room was in a terrible state and the lighting was poor so I couldn’t see the room properly. I tried to sit upright and that’s when I noticed my legs were tied to the bed but the ropes gave room to allow me to move around a little bit but not away from the bed. The bed I was currently lying on was in an equally bad state. The bedsheets were torn and dirty and the bed frame felt as if it would give away if I made the wrong move. I sat up straight then rested my back on the wall and studied the room. I was not stupid. I knew what situation I was in so there was no need for me to cry and scream for help because no one would

I could believe it and yet still couldn't believe that Samantha was behind this. She hated me and that was something I was aware of but I didn’t think it was enough for her to do something terrible like this. I guess I was a terrible judge of character. I watch her shut the door behind her. She had a sinister smile and she seemed pleased with herself as she let her eyes roam all over my body. I could see the satisfaction on her face as she took in my state. She leaned against the door and watched me with great pleasure and soon burst into laughter while I just watched dumbfounded and shocked. She bent over, hitting her knees as she laughed uncontrollably and I just couldn’t help but conclude that she was batshit crazy. “Oh my God, It’s so good to see you like this. So this is what you look like when you’ve been knocked off your feet. Oh, how the mighty has fallen. Wait..you were never mighty but small like a fly” She burst out laughing again and I just sat there waiting for her to