All Chapters of The Forgotten Bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The emergency room that they had taken my son to smelled so much like antiseptic and cold fear. We had been told that it was in the emergency room that people offered the most prayers, but their prayers were birthed out of nothing other than fear. I knew for a fact that most of the people that even prayed during such events did not really believe in this God But from somewhere they have heard that the man called Jesus does miracle and so when they got into a sticky situation and wanted badly to get out of it, all they had to do was to begin praying. Little did they do that praying out of habit and not as a result of faith rarely got the man up there to respond. But this did not stop them from doing what they believed to be right. They kept praying, kept hoping and kept believing that somehow something would change. It was the same scene that I saw when I got to the hospital. In all corners of that building someone's knees were bended, their hands were clapsed and they muttered words

I listended with rapt attention as the nurse told me how I would take care of my son and the different things that we could do together to make him feel safe once again. Apparently, the incident has shaken him so much that he now did not believe that he was safe. The more I heard how this had broken my son, the more I felt like a terrible mother. I had used the strength I was supposed to used to take care and protect my son into growing my company. I inew the company was mostly where we ate from but I should not have given them so much attention and forget that I have a daughter that also needs my attention. The nurse kept talking, oblivious to how terrible I was feeling about missing the cinace to protect my son. The woman may have seen how badly it affected me, but she chose to keep mute and not say a word. I could not hold her for doing what she believed to be the best. After she was done talking, she handed me a list of drugs which she had explained to be from the doctor. She t

Steve left as soon as he got us back home, he made sure we were safe and sound and that the alarm was already on. I was tempted to tell him to stay back just for protection but I didnt want to give him the wrong idea and make him think things he should not be thinking about. It was better to be alone than to further complicate my relationship with people who were definitely important in my life. I went into my son’s room, comtemplating if it was a good decision for him to sleep by himself that night. I knew he was a boy and I had to raise him up to be a man but I didnt even think I was ready to let go of him just yet. I was more scared that if he stayed alone, I would feel more pain and more restless than he even may. So I quickly freshened him up and took him to my room where we would share a bed together. I wasn't ready to let him leave my sight just yet. It didnt matter what anyone else thought, this was about me and my son’s safety. After I had managed to give him a bath, I sl

"What are you doing here?" I asked angrily as I forced her hands away from my face. "I heard you screaming and I came to see what was wrong," my mom stood tall, answering like a stiff rod but somewhere in her eyes, I could see some sort of feelings that looked strange to me. Was she actually worried about me or was she just trying her best to deceive me again? I didnt hear myself scream and so I lifted my hands to my chest to touch it and get to know the rhythm with which my heart was pounding. There and then, I heard that the rhythm was too slow and steady for a person she had just accused of screaming. I looked at her with fire burning in my eyes, she lied to me and I could tell her that right now but somehow, what was more important to me at the moment was finding out why she lied. Was she trying to stop me from figuring out something I desperately needed to know?If that was the case, how did she even know I was trying to figure it out? It wasn't like I had put up a sign post t

My mother sighed, ruining the joy I was beginning to relish in. I turned my head slightly to her, knowing that she would do and say anything to defend that woman but not knowing why she always felt the urge to protect her. "Its a shame what you have grown up to be. I can swear that the son I raised was not raised to be a tyrant to women, I did not raise you to not have human empathy. This woman is standing before you crying and pleading for her life to be restored back to normal, why cant you grant her that?" She asked, surprised that I could have a mind of my own. "Is that so?" I asked sarcastically. "Yes, that is so. So she cheated, so what? It was a mistake and you cant sit there and tell me that you are above mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes here and its a normal thing. The good thing is that she has owned up to the mistake, apologized and is trying to make it better, so why are you so focused on ruining every single thing that this woman has worked so hard for?""Mom, i beg o