Dua In Time Of Difficulty Novels & Stories

I had to check my own appearance on my phone screen. "What can I do?" My shoulders rose with a rough sigh as I jumped down from the side of the gurney and continued to speak, "The time you came here was an improvement, wasn't it?" Progress for Charles' health or .... "Mama hasn't—" My nephew's story had to be cut short by turning off the connection. Charles didn't need to know the where abouts of the woman he had neglected in the past. "Look! It's so hard to get your son to come home!" I shake the phone in the air before handing it to Bulan as I gesture for her to leave.

DUAA It's been two hours, and I'm still sitting on the bed, looking here and there like a lost puppy. That's it. I can't stay here anymore. But that devil's warning keeps echoing in my head... Take one step out of this room and I swear-you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Blah blah blah. Ugh, man, what do I do now? It's okay, Dua. You can do it. Be brave. You're not a coward.

I removed my identity card which I wore along my neck and broke it to two piece . "Did he fire your?? " Inaaya stops the car. Dua couldn't even talk anything. She had no idea how to console me. I blankly went and hugged her and broke down to her. Inaaya came and sat behind patting my head. What would I do without these both? "Inaaya are you ready for the adventure?" Dua asks. "Yeah when shall we do it?" Inaaya raises her eyebrows against Dua. "Mission :" Kill Aadhvik"" Dua is becoming too dramatic.

The machine showed that her lifeline was depressing. Carolina holds her mom's hand, her mother smiles at her and takes her last heavy breath.

************** 2 Days later ************** I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say or do once I met with Elena's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Badmus. However, I nudged myself to go ahead after all Elena would be there with me, we would be making our relationship official and also inform them of our pregnancy. I hoped they would be kind and sweet to me as my parents were to Elena.

“You should stop wasting your effort. “I’ve done nothing wrong. No matter what you use to slander me, I’m not afraid!” Time ticked by, second by second. Since Dad and I couldn’t produce solid evidence, Mom was once again declared not guilty. As for Dad’s fall from the cliff years ago, the location had been remote, with no surveillance. Since it was only his word, it was impossible to convict her. Dad and I were to be prosecuted. Mom put on a sorrowful expression, but her eyes were filled with barely concealed satisfaction.

Twenty minutes. Enough time.

“What about the time you streaked Coach Hardy’s front lawn?” “That was a dare,” I insist. “And fuck you! You were the one filming it. How were we supposed to know his wife would be home? Or that he’d pick that moment to walk outside? You’ve gotten into just as much trouble as I have, Mr. I-Screwed-The-High-School-Football-Coach’s-Wife.” Noah holds up a hand. “I did not screw Coach Tanner’s wife and you know it.”

Only time would tell. --- To Be Continued...

I looked up, and there was Iris, suited up and sporting the groom's boutonniere, smack in the middle of the road. The nerve! The guy was off his rocker. Damon moved to get out, but I put a hand on his chest and said, "Let me deal with this mess. I want to keep things from getting too ugly." However, he grabbed my hand and said, "We're in this together, for better or worse, whatever comes our way." At that moment, his hand felt like a warm cocoon around my heart, and I knew I had my rock. Iris, seeing how tight we were, just lost it even more.