First Agian Novels & Stories

Sent by The First Ones obviously. ******

Good thing I agreed since it would be hard to find a property appropriate for my soon to be child… I touched my belly, but there is really nothing to feel there besides my skinny tummy. Jeez, I had nothing but junk and alcohol these past month… I felt my knees weak as I sat carefully on the floor. I cried. Tears kept falling and there seemed to be no means of stopping them. My heart feels heavy and my eyes are weary. I… I don’t know if I am ready to have a child again. I just lost my first born and I… hahh, what if the kid would get affected with how I lived this past month?

She said while she keep giggle "Am I?" I ask her. "Nah that's ok! Who never crush on Ashton? He's the most handsome and popular guy in school" she said while she guide me to my car. We are going to take my car because she said she never have ride Ferrari car on her entire life. Silly!! ***************************** I swear I never been so excited morning to come. I wake up earlier than my usual and put an effort for my clothes for the first time. I bet my mother will shock knowing I groom myself.

She further introduced me to my daughter. At first, I was so furious and mad at her but when she promised to let Agape my daughter to stay with us whenever she wanted to , tension faded away. We were so happy to welcome her in our family and Whitney received her warmly as her own daughter. Agape was an adorable lovely girl. I wanted to bond with her and know her much better. Alma promised not to bring any trouble since she was happily married too.

The First One sat on the beach and stared at the violent waves of the ocean as he deliberated. The killings had stopped but not for long. Officer Muhammad and Maryam must die in order to protect his real identity. The trip to Lagos had been taken for the main purpose of relaxing and approaching matters from a psychological point because where violence fails, logic is born. It had not been easy approaching the men running things at work and asking for some few days off but the greatest weapon in The First One arsenal was the power of persuasion.

Her expressions told me she was going to tell me her biggest secret. "Yesterday when I told you that I'm repeating the first year because I didn't do quite well, that wasn't the complete truth. Yeah, there is truth in it but not completely. I didn't think we will get along so well so I didn't tell you the whole truth and besides, the complete truth is a little too personal so how could I tell you? You were just a stranger to me at that time." "I understand,"

"I mean, I just freed you from your last relationship, which you've refused to let go of, and now you're starting another?" She just freed me? "I told you, Amber, it's nothing. Okay, I think we should stick to the original plan. No more talks about boys. Let's just go see the movie, okay?" Amber shrugged. "Fine then. I hope you like vintage cheesy romance." * * *

"You think you can just show up here, after all this time, pretending everything’s fine?" He leaned forward, his eyes never leaving mine. “I don’t expect you to forgive me, Ali. But I want to make things right. I want to start over.” I scoffed, shaking my head in disbelief. “Start over? How? After everything you did? You walked away without a second thought. And now you think you can come back, like nothing happened?” Ford’s expression softened, but I wasn’t fooled. It was just a mask. “I was an idiot. I don’t expect you to believe me, but I’ve changed. I’ve spent every day regretting how I treated you and Caleb.”

I had a new name and a new life in a new city. To fix my past regrets of quitting school, I went back to college. While walking on campus, someone tapped my shoulder. "Sophia, is that you?" My heart jumped, and I started to panic, but when I turned around, it was a man I did not know. "Do we know each other?" I asked, unsure. "I'm Brandon. We went to the same college before you left." "Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first."

Years ago, they dumped me at an orphanage after finding out I had a genetic defect. Money wasn't an issue for them, but they didn't want me. Later, they had another kid. It was Sophie. In 20-plus years, we had only met once. It was my 18th birthday. They showed up, all guilt and apologies, with 100 thousand dollars as compensation. I didn't want anything to do with them, so I turned it down. Later, I found out they were bidding against some big company. I was their only dirty secret. If word got out that they had abandoned a daughter, their company would face a PR nightmare like never before.