Samantha returned home with her mind filled with a mix of emotions. She was happy that she met with Alexander but the turn of events left her in awe. The café meeting had brought a whirlwind of feelings she had tried to bury over the months, and it had left her feeling more uncertain about the future and most especially of her child. As she settled into the quiet of her small, quiet room, she couldn't help but reflect on the conversation and what it meant for her and her daughter. "Elizabeth is just a thorn in my flesh" she slammed. She had always been aware that her relationship with Alexander was a complicated one, done in secrecy, regrets, and, most importantly, the presence of a child they shared. While her initial hope had been to create a path for her daughter to have a relationship with her father, the reality of their past and the complexities of the present had now thrown her into a pool of emotions. As she sat down at her small wooden table, Samantha thought about her da

The therapist advices were taking little effects in them but not as expected. Most times, appearances were made in front of the therapist but when they get home, it's not always as they have acted before the therapist. Feelings were still yet to forget and be buried.Elizabeth had taken some time off from all her engagements since nothing she does was yielding positive outcome at the moment. She had therefore taken her time to recompose her herself before starting anything.One day, she decided to pay a visit to her friend and confidant; Karen. When she arrived at her house, she was welcomed by her usual warm smile."Hey, you?" She said immediately Elizabeth stepped into the sitting room. "Why do you look as if you're not happy to see me?" She asked her.Elizabeth found her ways to one of the chairs. "There's still a whole lot to process." Karen shut the door and walked to her side. "What's the update? Any news yet?" "Sure, there is. Sit here" she gestured. "I'll give you the full gi

The fake appearances by Elizabeth increased daily after her last phone conversation with her friend. She had advised her that if she wants to see Samantha quickly, she should be ten steps ahead of her husband. The steps to be taken by her secretly due to the fact that her husband was always on Samantha's side.Elizabeth had seen reasons with her friend to be secretive. "After all he started it" she had murmured. "When I'm done or probably when he discovers, I'll apologise too. I guess that's the new trend. The therapist advices should be allowed to breathe for some time." It was an unusual day, marked by the perfect blend of answers that needed more answers. Elizabeth, fueled by her determination to find her runaway maid secretly, had managed to uncover the location of Samantha and her family. As she sat in her desk but dimly lightened home office with her laptop, her fingers ran across the keyboard giving a rhythmic sound, sending messages to a number she has saved as "Ghost" her c

The night hung heavy with silence in Alexander's luxurious home. He paced back and forth, since has heard anything from his wife who has left in the early hours of the morning. The soft glow of lamps above cast a welcoming glow on the room, where the air seemed charged with tension.Alexander moved from the sitting room and sat alone in his home office, his thoughts consumed by the message he had received from Samantha earlier. His wife, Elizabeth, had not yet returned from her visit to Samantha's hideout, and he was filled with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.The message from Samantha had arrived as a sharp one on his phone, disrupting the calm of the evening. He had read the words over ten times with a furrowed brow, the weight of her threat settling heavily upon him. The words in the message had carried more than a veil of threat, a sense of urgency, and an unspoken determination. Samantha was no longer the meek, submissive maid he had once known. She had grown, evolved, and

After all plans were put in place, they became set to meet Samantha's Aunt for the release that was fraught with tension. The weight of their decision hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the entire household. As they prepared to leave, Alexander's worry was all over him, his thoughts consumed by the impending meeting.Elizabeth, on the other hand, struggled with a heavy secret that had weighed on her conscience since the mysterious message about Samantha's Aunt had arrived. The truth was a heavy burden, and the fear of revealing it gnawed at her as they made their way to outside; where her husband was waiting for her.In the car, the silence was order, broken only by the rhythmic hum of the engine. Alexander glanced at his wife, his eyes filled with concern. "Elizabeth, you've been distant lately. Is there something you're not telling me?"The question was a like a bait, an opportunity for Elizabeth to unburden herself of the secret that had been eating away at her or remain