Lahat ng Kabanata ng HELLO SINNERS, IT'S TIME FOR RECKONING: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Carla’s POV.The warmth of his palm against my skin made me stir from sleep, jolting me half awake. For a moment, I lingered between dream and reality with my eyes closed, as I savored the contact of his skin with mine.I opened my eyes slowly, only to be struck by the sun rays, which was forcing its way through the window. There he was, seated beside me on the bed. A warm smile crept up his lips with an hint of guilt or should I say confusion, hitched on his face.“Morning” his sweet and familiar voice said, as his fingers brushed through my cheek, making me feel at home.“Morning” I whispered back, trying to sit up. I didn’t smile at him as I was angry he stood me up last night. I averted my gaze from his, fixing my eyes on the rising sun which I could see outside the window.He seemed to have noticed my annoyance and so he said: “I am sorry”.“Babe, I apologize for keeping you waiting all through the night. I know you are angry right now. There’s nothing I can say to defend my act,

Carla’s POV. The walls of my room ..... our room seemed to close in on me, as I curled myself up in the corner of my room, crying my heart out. My body trembled from the weight of the betrayal I had experienced. The day which was supposed to be a happy day for me, turned out to be a dreadful one. How could the people I have trusted so much betray me? The people I called my family!! The people I sat and dined with!! While in my desperate moment, I heard a knock on the door, but I was too heartbroken to respond. Instead, I buried my face in between my knees and continued to wail in sorrow. “Carla, I beg of you, let me in. Give me the chance to explain” Carlos’ soft and pleading voice requested behind the closed door. But his voice was the last thing I wanted to hear. “Go away, Carlos. I neither want to see your face nor hear your voice!” I yelled; my voice croaky from the emotions erupting within me. “Please, just give me the chance to explain, darling. Just hear me out” he f

Carla's POV. That night, I didn't get a wink of sleep as my heart was weighed down by fear due to the fact that I knew my tormentor would be stepping her feet into my home the next day. When morning came, I became more overwhelmed with fear. I was curled up on the bed, watching as Zoe slept. I was scared ...... scared that Zoe would lose her father and I would lose my husband. I wondered how I would protect Zoe and shield her from the poison that was about to spread through our home. Just then, I heard the entrance gate open and the sound of a car zooming in. I got up from bed and hurried to the window in Zoe's room, and my eyes landed on a black SUV parked in the compound. I knew it was her - she had come. My heart began to beat so fast at the sight of her and her son alighting from the said car. Their driver helped in offloading their boxes from the boot and while he did that, I noticed Catherine stare at the gigantic mansion before her, with a smile which showed th

Carla’s POV“What? What the hell did you just do?” Aurora yelled as she stomped her feet, with her hand on her cheek.In shock, Catherine rose to her feet and I could sense how terrified she was by my action, from her trembling hand, which hung loosely beside her.“What? I don’t have the right to slap you but you have the right to belittle my daughter and I in the presence of this whore? You must be a joker” I scoffed with my finger pointed at Catherine, whose hand was still trembling.“Carla, have you gone nut? How dare you lay your hands on your sister-in-law? Do you even know the implication of what you have done?!!” Aunt Stephanie snapped as she swiftly rose to her feet, as if ready to lung at me.“What? I can’t discipline her? I am only doing what you are suppose to have done as her mother and which obviously, you failed to. Do you even deserve to be called a mum? Because none of your attitude depicts that of one” I spat disgustingly.“What? How dare you question my motherhood?”

Carla’s POV Night came and as I took each step towards my once abandoned room – our room, which used to be filled with love, my legs became heavy. It had been weeks since I moved out of the room and moving back in there – sleeping with that man on the same bed, felt quite awkward and upsetting. I was scared that I would lose my guard by being in the same space with him, preventing me from getting my revenge on them. Despite him having broken me, I was still so much in love with him and that fact alone made me hate myself. “Why can’t I just stop loving him? Why?” I had questioned myself countless times, feeling frustrated but it took me time to realize that you can’t just stop loving someone you had loved for years, immediately. It takes time for love to fade away and that brought me to the conclusion that Charles’ love for me didn’t end when he came back from the States. The love had faded away from his heart right when he was in the States, but I failed to realize that. Eve