All Chapters of THE EX - WIFE'S RECKONING : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

A beam of light stole through the curtain. And darkness was relieved of its duty. The honk from flying vehicles greeted disruptively. It was yet another Saturday where the family had breakfast rituals. If you were a member of the Laurent’s family living within the city, you had to be there or get fined with a wholesome visit by a large number of the family, in troops. What fine, per se? You just had to be prepared to treat the Laurents’ with different delicacies. Gizzards were sacred, and every Laurent must have at least 10 pieces in the reservoirs, lest any family member step in to have a good time.Unlike every other Saturday. This Saturday was the mad devil. who demanded everyone be dressed in ebony black. Sorrows won a case over sheer moments of happiness. Spencer has not only been part of the family, but Sophia’s greatest play mate. You could tell from her fallen jaw, and pale floppy ears that Spencer was unhappy. Maybe her best friend ignored her. She had curled up in the

Flickers of lights fled to every nook and cranny of the room. Thunder claps danced to the rhythmic lights that consistently changed colours from red to blue to green at five-second successive intervals.At the sudden lash of a powerful thunderclap, a tall shadow appeared, fitting the door frame perfectly, with sharply chiselled abs visible enough to the imagination.The shoulders sprawled wide to the left and right of the arm, carrying a small-sized head. Its feet were deeply rooted to the tiled floor, commanding aura.A familiar fragrance diffused through every corner of the room, just enough to choke anyone who wasn't familiar. Fear crept into her stomach as the masculine-like shadow moved closer, now appearing larger than the initial sight.The blue light fell to the face of the familiar face as It stepped closer. The lustring blonde hair sparked deja Vu. It felt like she’d been in that place and the same scenario before, some time ago, maybe in the past life.But something clicked

Do broken hearts ever mend? Where do broken hearts go? Naomi sat on her bed, staring at an artwork, a two by two in a sized clear painting of dark ink of a mother carrying a child on her back, having tied her closely with a piece of cloth, while selling to passersby, the sun’s ray fell directly on the mother, casting her shadows backwards to cover the baby. She had never paid close attention to the painting over the years until today when everything hit her at once, she felt a deep connection with the artwork, causing goosebumps to reel over her body at the thought of the struggles of motherhood which kept calling and how life will look like without any support, nor the mall. She sat with her palms supporting her head, beneath her jaw, and her elbow rooted to her thigh, lost in her dilemma of thoughts, questioning why she felt that way with heavy burdens that seemed chronic, the burden of a divided home, the uncertainty of how to raise her child for another 7 and a half years withou

13:05 GMTScreeching sound emanated from beneath when the aircraft’s landing tires met the tarred enroute, as the aeroplane maintained that velocity for another 3 minutes before coming to a halt.She let out a heavy sigh of relief, thanking her lucky stars that nothing happened all through the flight, nothing close to an aeroplane crash that left a scar in her subconscious mind, when she was but a little fry. According to the gathered reports, the pilot was passing through a tough marriage. Yeah, she could relate better now. And the other slept off. She met the ambience which she did not hesitate to sip in. The terminals were clogged with passengers. She stood for a split second, trying to locate a great spot to sit and call her friend to pick her up.Buzz….A message popped in from the notification bar.Look behind you. Bingo!Naomi quickly turned 180 degrees on both heels to meet Clara’s face, beaming with a heart-warming smile. The excitement of meeting a loser she has not met i

It was just the doctor’s prediction from his foresight as a professional medical personnel. Unfortunately, the doctor was right, but his suggestions were far from what is happening now.Will this bleeding meet an end? A day after forever?This pain has robbed me of my heart, left me with nothingness At least something I can brag of that can finally stay forever.The world is ending; I don’t mind leading the queue rather than living life meaningless.Distant music reeled into Naomi’s consciousness as she lay with little or no life on the sick bed.Hot tears fled opposite sides of her eyes, each drawing a visible line, hunting its way down to the back of her neck.“News at 18:00 GMT–Live on Open Network Centre Focus”The Headlines:-Gas stock market hits bullish run- Billionaire Business Mogul of Manhattan, Mr. Ethan, is set to file a controversial plea bargain.- Billionaire Business Mogul, Mr. Damian, collaborates with Piston Microfinance Bank in retrieving 3,000 Individual Building