บททั้งหมดของ The Price Of Her Mercy: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

MIRA Three days later. The house is quieter now. Jackson and I haven’t spoken due to me still figuring out ways to apologize or better still reveal that the divorce papers were fake. I reach for my phone that keeps buzzing on the table.“Hello.”“Good evening Mrs Meliś. There have been sightings of a young lady with the name Faye trying to flee the city borders. We want you to come with Nora to identify if she’s the one. Finally, some good news. “Okay officer. We’ll be there soon.” “Nora. She’s been caught. Faye.” “Oh!” She stares at me with wide eyes, her brows raised. “Get dressed we leave in five.” I urge.***The drive down to the station is quite. Nora’s looking outside the window, picking her finger at my given opportunity. We arrive at the station. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”She stays quiet for a minute before speaking, “Yeah I’m good.” She unbuckles her seatbelt and moves out of the car, heading straight into the station. I exhale, checking my face briefly on t

JACKSON“Good morning Jack. You have a letter.”“I do?? Who’s it from and why should I be interested. It’s from Nora you ass, get up. You can’t drool in your piss all day.”“Fuck off Jer. Now’s not the time.” “There’s always time for sweet jokes. You know that. Here.”To the nice man turned DADMy heart skips as I opens it. In it is a picture of us, from the hospital the first day I went there for her marrow treatment. She was so full of life, fighting like she had all the strength. So cute and innocent. No wonder Mira was willing to die for her. At this point, maybe I would too. I just couldn’t fathom the possibility of a child like this being kidnapped and hurt. My mind took me back to Faye. Mira was right. It was all my fault. All these happened because me.I pull out the letter. But shove it back into the envelope. My mind wonder about what they are going through without me. I feel like a scumbag, a total stranger in my own skin. I don’t want to pack my property out of the mans

MIRA I pick up my phone. A message from Jeff lays quietly on the screen.“Tea or Coffee?”I smile. Nothing in me wants to leave the house. My legs feel heavy and I my stomach growls every single moment it gets the chance to. But I can’t say no to tea from a handsome gentleman. Jeff seems kind. And right now, I could use positive distractions in my life.“Tea.” I text back. Jeff has invited me to a party he’ll be attending. He acknowledged the host as a long-time friend and since his mother is getting better now, there’s no reason at all to shy away from some drinks and dancing. “Nora!” I yell, but there’s no response. I walk up to her room. She’s sleeping with one leg on the bed, another on the floor. I arrange her properly on the bed, covering her with a blanket. A dirty sock is on the table, her backpack on the floor, with books scattered around. Pictures of her in school lay on the floor. I resist the tears that burn behind my eyes. I know she misses school, but she needs to be

MIRAIt’s the day of the party. Two boxes, alongside bouquets of flowers lay innocently on my doorstep. Both has little sticky notes on them. One’s from Adrian, the host of today’s event. It’s red color. Long flay with a height thigh slit at the side. An overly open chest. I’m sure he knows my favorite color is red and so he doesn’t hesitate to send an expensive dresses in red. Only now, I can see him for the snake he is.The other, is from Jeff, my date. Royal blue, with hard diamonds all around the neck and sleeves. The sleeves are transparent making the diamonds sit on my skin. I pull off my wedding ring and place it on the table. I pick the blue dress. I’m not in the business of giving Adrian what he wants. Not anymore. The neckline reveals less cleavage unlike the red. The red dress had my whole tits outside and I spot Adrian trying to play a dangerous game, but this time, I’m ahead of him.I put on a little makeup. Pack my hair up in a messy bun and hold it with just a single pi

MIRAAs I drive back to the mansion, it begins to drizzle. I tune the radio in my car and the news come on.. ‘Jackson Meliś collapses all of a sudden. What could be the problem? Is he sick, is he stressed, we don’t know. As of 8:48 he had been taken to the emergency room. We still have no news about his condition or if he’s even still alive.’ “Really? I huff. No wonder Jackson hates the media. In his words, they never waste an opportunity to bring people down. I turn the radio off. My heart thumping. What will I tell Nora. (Flashback)I peep out the glass door and Adrian is yelling at Cassidy. Her knuckles turned white due to how much it clung to the suitcase. He kept on screaming, barking at her for god-knows-what reason. She stayed calm regardless, her jaw tightened. She adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, her eyes facing down. After a few moment, he walked away, leaving her eyes filled with tears. “What’s that about?” I whisper. HmmSeconds later.. A knock. It’s Cas