All Chapters of The Cursed Passion: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

{AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW}As I sit there in Vance's car as he takes me to his penthouse, the only thing that pivots in my mind is what happened only 50 minutes ago before I begged Vance to take me out of the house.Yes, I know I had a daydream but how did the glass shatter into pieces when it was just in my hand in a spineless grasp? The question loops again and again and still brings me to my starting point, where I can come up with no rationale.20 more minutes later, Vance finally kills the engine of his car in the parking lot of the 3-story building. I rubberneck at the luxury that welcomes me as I step out of the car and we end up at the elevator. I had no idea he was this affluent. Suddenly, I realize I have no idea what he does for a living other than the fact that he travels a lot and has gone to almost every part of the world.I silently follow him to the elevator and it takes us to the first floor and then we are inside his home.The living room is large; there is a lot of spac

(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)I jerk awake with a startle and I jolt to a sitting position on the bed and place a hand over my loudly beating chest.Another nightmare. Just as the thought sinks in, I feel a tide of anxiety scurrying through my veins and settling comfortably. My heart beats faster, I feel my hands tremble and I feel sweat on my forehead. Where am I? I think to myself as I look around the room and then my brain gets doused with memories.I had sex with Vance. Shit! I'm not a virgin anymore; I gave it all to my stepbrother. Shit! I look down at myself; I'm wearing Vance's shirt and I look at the other side of the bed; Vance's not here; his spots feel cold and empty, like he didn't sleep there at all. I look at the alarm clock on the nightstand table and see it's 6:30 in the morning. Placing a hand over my chest, I get out of bed but let out a cry of pain as soon as my leg touches the floor—it's all shooting in from my back. I walk over to the door but that's when I hear it—th

{AHVI’S POINT OF VIEW}Finally, it’s a day before the championship; the team and I show up at the airport with our bags, prepared for a trip but guess who also showed up? Quinn. I roll my eyes as she takes the seat beside me in the waiting lobby. I exhale a sigh. Just when I think I can get rid of her for a few days.From the corner of my eyes, I watch as she places her hands on her knees and that’s when I notice the scars embellishing the back of her palm and the paleness of her skin. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself trailing her hand to her face. For the first time, her face is devoid of makeup; it’s just as white as the rest of her skin and there are these heavy bags under her eyes like she hasn't slept in days—that’s new.Suddenly, she whips her head at me and casts me a deserving glare. “What are you looking at?”Her liverish voice nudges me out of my trance and I quickly look away and decide to mind my business and just wait for Miss Xenia and Miss Katherina to arr

(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)The team and I arrived back in Chicago airport at 5pm on a Monday after a successful championship. It was a moment I won't forget in a rush and I hold it to Miss Katherina and Xenia; I could have kissed my career goodbye if they hadn't saved the day and now, I have the chance of joining the Olympics next year right after graduation, it's a dream come true.“Despite the challenges, we made it through. Congratulations team, the Olympics are right ahead of us!” Miss Xenia clasps her hands in avidness as she reels to us when we reach the airport exit. “We've had hellacious weeks so, we will be taking the two weeks off practice and we will meet back at the stadium.”I have never grinned so wide in my entire life as Miss Xenia announces the little break. Staking is frolic and all but a little break will be nice after practicing non stop. There's time to study and time with Vance. A blush blooms on my cheeks at the thought. “Will you be okay on your own?” Miss Katheri

(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)I know this is a bad idea the moment I saunters into my mom and David's room to find either of them present, however curiosity gets the better of me and I slip into the master bedroom.It's neat, nothing is out of place, it gives me a change of mind, I feel I won't find anything here but then again, there's nothing wrong with trying. I reach the wardrobe.I ransacked through it, finding nothing out of the ordinary, next are the lockers and drawers, still no luck. Where could she be hiding it? I think to myself and then, a light bulb lights up in my head; I squats and looks under the bed and finds a box.Ah! Found it! I exclaim in triumph and take the box from under the bed. I make myself comfortable on the bed and just look at the box. It's old with a unique design at the top; it doesn't have any dust on it and it looks like it was recently opened. Will I really be able to find the answers to my question if I open this box? Will she get mad that I'm going throu