Tears welled up in Samara's eyes as she entered her bedroom. She had just awakened from a vivid dream, a dream she wished was reality. But now, it seemed she wouldn't have the chance to tell him how she felt, as he was scheduled to leave soon. She collapsed onto the bed, letting her emotions flow freely.A sudden knock on the door startled her, and she hastily wiped away her tears. She didn't want anyone to see her in such a state. "Come in," she said softlyColonel Frederick opens the door and walks in. “Are you okay?” He asks with genuine concern in his voice.If anyone had told Samara that the Colonel could be so patient, caring and understanding, she wouldn’t have believed it. He really baffled her. And she could no longer deny the growing connection between them."I'm just sad that you'll be leaving so soon," She admitted.Frederick took a seat beside her on the bed. "I'll be back before you know it. I promise," he assured, gently touching her hair. Samara rests her head on his s
As they continued dinning in silence, Colonel Frederick couldn't help but observe the changes in Samara's demeanor ever since she came back from the rest room. He noticed her distractions, the distant looks in her eyes, and this got him concerned.He knew something troubled her deeply but hesitated to confront her, fearing the truth might shatter the fragile bond they were building.Samara found herself torn between her loyalty to her marriage with Colonel Frederick and the intense emotions she harbored for Damien. Her heart felt like a battleground, each beat echoing conflicting desires. She kept replaying her conversation with Damien at the bathroom in her head. Considering whether to meet with him as he had requested. Unknown to her, her husband was watching her intently."Is everything alright, Samara?" Frederick's voice was tinged with worry.Samara struggled to meet his gaze, torn between confessing her inner turmoil and concealing it to protect him. "I'm just tired," she managed
Samara couldn't stop smiling as she walked stealthily back home. Every time she spends with Damien always leaves her flushed and giddy. The passion between them was growing each day, her feelings for him more real. She always looked forward to spending time with him. Was this how love felt? Was she finally experiencing her long life dream? “Where have you been?" She heard a familiar voice ask her. She looks up and sees her husband. He was back? How? When? She thought as she stared wide eyed at him.“When did you get back?" Samara asks, fidgeting a bit as she spoke.“I have been trying to reach you all day but to no avail". He moves close to her and pulls her into his arms. “I was so worried". He whispers to her.“I took a stroll and lost track of time". She lies, hoping he doesn't probe further.“Why did you go alone? Why didn't Debrah follow you?" He inquired.“She asked me, but I had an headache and I couldn't follow her". Debrah cuts in, eyeballing her sister.“Come inside my love
The following day, Samara woke up with a determined resolve. She knew she had to address the conflict within her heart. Gathering her thoughts, she decided to have an honest conversation with Damien. Her marriage to Frederick might have not been what she wanted at the beginning, but she was already getting to enjoy their relationship and accepting him and their marriage. Being an adulterous woman was, and will never be on her bucket list, and she definitely needs to put a stop to this madness.As days passed, Samara focused on self-reflection, seeking clarity and making decisions that prioritized her marriage to Frederick. She spent quality time with him, and ignored Damien completely. When the day reached for Frederick to go, she felt sad. She didn't want him to go. “I'll be back before you know it". He tells her as he pulls her into his arms. “I love you Samara".“I love you Frederick, and can't wait for you to be back". Samara replies looking him in the eyes.Frederick eyes widen
Samara couldn't help but smile at her sister's teasing comments. Debrah has been fond of doing so lately. Ever since she severed ties with Damien, and put real focus on her marriage with Frederick.“I can bet you can't wait to have him back". Debrah continues in her teasing tone.“I miss him a lot, and this is the longest he has been away".“Well, it's just a week away now and you'll be reunited with the true love of your life". Debrah says, smiling at her sister.Samara blushes deeply.“Who would have thought you'll eventually fall in love with the Colonel?" Debrah continues.“I can't believe it myself. He has somehow become my dream man, giving everything I have ever wanted in a relationship". Samara admits. “Can I tell you a secret?" She asks looking her sister in the eyes.“Please do, I am all ears". Debrah says anxiously.“We haven't consummated our union". She says shyly.“Wait, what?" Debrah exclaims in shock.“It was one of the conditions I gave at the beginning of our marriage
As the day of Frederick's return approached, Samara's excitement and anxiety intensified. She meticulously prepared for the surprise dinner, ensuring everything was perfect for their anniversary celebration. Her heart raced with anticipation, the thought of finally reuniting with Frederick bringing both joy and nervousness.On the fateful day, the house is filled with the smells of freshly cooked food. Samara stands in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on a meal she has prepared with love. She looks up at the clock in the living room, hoping that her husband will be home soon. She wants everything to be perfect, and she can't wait to see the look on his face when he walks through the door. As the minutes tick by, her excitement builds. Throughout the day, she couldn't contain her restlessness. She rearranged the decorations, double-checked the menu, and glanced at the clock every few minutes. Debrah, noticing her sister's anxiety, tried her best to keep her distracted, helpi
The air was heavy with grief and sadness, but there was also a sense of pride and honor. The colonel's flag draped casket sat at the front of the church. The casket was unfortunately empty, as his corpse was yet to be found from the bottomless sea where the vehicle he was in had dived into after the tragic collision.The church was filled with people, dressed in black. The pews were crowded with friends, family, and colleagues of the fallen soldier. Samara sat close with her family members who had come all the way to the city for the funeral. Debrah's reassuring grip on Samara's trembling hands conveyed more support than words ever could as the funeral service began.The priest's voice, steady and somber, echoed through the hallowed space, sharing passages of solace from the holy book. With heartfelt words, he painted a portrait of Colonel Frederick's unwavering courage and selflessness, illuminating the depth of his sacrifice in service to his nation.When it was time for Samara to s
In the following days, family and friends came to offer their condolences and support. They bring food and flowers, trying to do anything they can to help Samara cope with the loss. However, no matter how much support she receives, the pain of losing Frederick is still too raw and intense. She feels like a part of her has been ripped away, and she doesn't know how to move forward without him. As she struggles to make sense of it all, she wonders if she'll ever be able to find peace and happiness again.“Samara..." Debrah calls her sister's name for the third time, but still no response from her. She walks into her bedroom, and sees her laying on the bed, facing the wall, her back to the door. She is completely still, not even breathing. Debrah panics and runs over to her, shaking her and calling her name. Finally, Samara turns over and opens her eyes, a look of confusion and sadness in them. Debrah breathes a sigh of relief, but it's clear that Samara is not doing well. She's distant