Charlene POV I couldn't help but smile as I finished dancing with the children on the stage. They were all so adorable and full of energy, and it was a pleasure to see them having fun. The audience clapped and cheered as we took our final bow, and I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me. This was what I lived for - bringing joy to others. As we stepped off the stage, the Prime Minister himself came to greet us. "Bravo, bravo!" he exclaimed, shaking our hands. "You three have truly outdone yourselves with this festival. It's a wonderful thing you've done for the community." Dominic, Edward, and I thanked him, feeling proud and honored to have received his praise. Then, he presented us with an award, and we posed for pictures with him. After the Prime Minister left the stage, Edward handed me the award with a smile. "Congratulations, Charlene. You deserve this more than anyone." I held the award in my hands, feeling a surge of happiness and gratitude. "Thank you, Edward. But th

Charlene POV I rubbed my head as I fluttered my eyes open. I rolled to the other side. I noticed that it was empty and surprisingly cold. My head pounded as If I was hit by a hammer. I stood up from the bed and looked around hoping to see a sign of Dominic but he was nowhere to be found. ‘’Dominic,’’ I called for him but his presence was no longer in the room and it seemed that he was nowhere to be found. Even though I had a drink like a maniac last night, I could still remember a few things about what had happened between us. Dominic and I had made love and that was the first time he had shown his passionate side. Our past sex couldn’t be considered as something romantic because each time we always have sex, he never allows me to touch him and would continue to say crazy things about me but last night was special. I had confessed to loving him and I was glad that I did. I stood up from the bed and stretched as I headed toward the bathroom. Because I couldn’t find Dominic inside th

Dominic POV The drive back to the house was In silence and instead of seating in front of the car with me. Charlene chooses to seat the back of the car with Zenobia. I watched as they both discussed the orphanage home and I was glad that I bought my daughter along with us. She was ecstatic and I had never seen her so happy like that ever. She was always so gloomy ever since her mother died but since she became friends with Charlene, she had suddenly changed and I was glad that my daughter had become someone who could smile again. My thoughts went back to Charlene and the night that we spent together. I would only be lying if I denied that I didn’t feel something with her. To be honest, she got my heart racing each time she stands close to me. It made me wonder if I was ready to move on or if I wanted to continue being in the past. I knew that she had no idea about the accident years ago and I had judged her because of her but what she said in front of everyone including the prime

Charlene POV I couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal and hurt at my brother's behavior. I had always hoped that he would come around and try to make amends for what happened in the past, but seeing him act like I didn't exist just shattered any hope I had left.Dominic must have sensed my distress because he reached out and took my hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.I took a deep breath and forced a smile, not wanting to spoil the nice evening we were having. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, but I knew he could see right through me.Zenobia, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to the tension at the table. She chattered on happily, telling us about her day at school and all the things she had learned. It was a welcome distraction, and I found myself smiling genuinely at her stories.As we finished our meal, I noticed my brother and his family getting up to leave. He still hadn't acknowledged me, and I felt a pang of sadness in my chest. But the

Charlene POV ‘’I believe that is all you need for school right?’’ I asked Zenobia as I dropped her in front of her school gate. It's been days since we returned from the orphanage home and Zenobia's school had resumed. We had spent over three weeks just training for the dance festival and it was not easy but I was glad that I got to make an impact in the children's lives. "Do you remember your books, pencils, and what else?" ‘’it’s the start of a new semester so I doubt if we would be doing anything today,’’ she told me and I nodded in response. Right, it made me question myself on why I was acting like that. I was acting like her mother and I had thought that she was uncomfortable about it but Zenobia She was a great child and I doubt if those were her thoughts. ‘’Okay,’’ I waved at her as she came out of the car and started walking towards the gate but then she stopped and walked back. She knocked on the window and I wind it down. ‘’Anything else?’’ I asked her. I thought she wa