All Chapters of Reclaiming What's Mine : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

" How do the dead come back to life?"I buried the remains of my husband. I watched the undertakers lower the casket. For five years, I have mourned his death. But, how's he here...in the flesh, healthy, happy, but with another woman?It feels like reliving my worst nightmare. This man— tall, with raven black hair — wedded me, but two years later, he left me. Burnt beyond recognition in a car accident.I trudged forward, confused and curious. My heart beat accelerated. My steps felt like a sprint. All I can hear is the thumping sound in my chest. A sudden chill floods my spine. It couldn't be a ghost of his. Sylvester loved me enough not to put me through this horror.Before I could get closer, he snapped in my direction and smiles. " Come." He waved at me. My rekindled hope cooled in the chimney the instant I met the polite smile. It was how he welcomed strangers. " Strangers, " I repeated to myself."You must be Hazel. They're just telling me about you. " He says, casually. Devoid o

I pressed my lips together suppressing a moan. My nipples harden, pressing against the cup of my bra. I cross my arms, struggling to steady my heavy breath. His eyes follows my discomfort and nestled on my beating chest." Are you alright?"" Oh no..." My mind screamed at him.When Sylvester and I met, I was a cyber security enthusiast. But I knew nothing beyond Microsoft word and Excel. He on the other hand knew every byte and megabyte of coding, website development and so many things I couldn't imagine someone would create from scraps of metal. As a visiting lecturer assistant, I couldn't bring myself to approach him. When I finally did, I brought a proposal. If he teaches me well, I will marry him.Just finding out his previous passkey melted my heart all over again.He heaves a deep sigh. He must have thought I'm clueless or overreacting. " It's Diana's birthday."I fought the urge to tell him, " you mean, my birthday." However I antagonised him, his presence, his cologne, the

I paced on the corridor, heart thudding above the roof of my head. This could be the miracle I have longed for. If he heard our conversation, I might have my breakthrough. Hopes up, I bid time to elapse, but the rays disappeared sooner.They are moving him.I try to interfere, but the granny shows up wearing a stern look. I gulped, subdued. He was being wheeled away. To me, it felt like my last drop of sanity was slipping by, tethering at the rough edges I had been before.I thought I was ready. I thought I was strong enough to hold the fragments of my shattered heart together and piece it back. This was my chance. It hurts so much, and it feels like my heart is slit in two. Alone, I could dare the consequences.But there's a boy who leans on me like I'm his lifeline. I owe Kelvin so much that I can afford to walk away from the man who gave meaning to my existence.I turned to leave and paused at the sound of my name.It doesn't feel real until his voice slit through space to melt i

(Roman)It was the scent of her shampoo. It melded with my senses, tickling my wildest fantasies. Her rosebud lips remained ever tempting, teasingly. It took more than turning off my switch to live the moment with her. Even that was not enough.When she touched me for the first time, I felt a spark of electricity burning up my spine. I have held Diana, but I have never felt anything close to this. One week later, I'm skimming the number of applications sent to Big Tech, a job or rather, a hobby I have taken up out of curiosity. But as the days passed without a match to her name, my hobby turned into a restless search for something I couldn't put into words.“ Is this all?”My secretary replied with the same line I have heard for a week now. It pricked my sides. One moment, I contemplated when to fire him. The next moment, I'm wondering how I got so irritated to the point of even thinking about that.An hour later, I entered the board meeting, eyes glued on the twelve men, while my ea

“ Kelvin is my son!” He flung a brown envelope at me like a court sentence.“ This is not about the case of acting like his father to fulfill his wish. The boy knows I'm his dad. How could you hide something like this from me, and your sister?”He didn't let me speak.“ And to think you comforted her when they declared her baby stillborn just to disappear with her son makes me so resentful right now.”I paused him there. “ Is that the truth she told you? Or is it part of the whitewash lies you have been believing since you got out of coma?”I was done putting up with his ignorance. “ Do you have even the slightest idea about how stupid you sound?”“ Her baby?” I cackled. “ Ridiculous!” I say and raised my blouse, baring my stomach.“ You see all these stretch marks? They are my evidence that I f**king carried two boys in my belly for nine good months!”“ You have no bloody right to waltze in here and lecture me about right or wrong when you're obviously wearing thick blindfolds over y