The sun is smooching the sky, saying goodbye to the day and ushering in the night. The first part of this party has been so good so far. Everyone is having fun and enjoying a kick out of the party to the fullest.I have mingled a lot with some of Jerol's distinguished guests, and his parents too. Everyone was nice, except for that gross woman he has for a mother. She didn't seem to be so delighted, but today though, she didn't seem to be so annoyingly antagonistic as before. I could not wrap my finger well around her mood swings during the few minutes we were together. I would also love to steal a glance at her from afar, but this place is flooded with people. It's hard to spot someone except my husband who accidentally happens to be everywhere my eyes land. How did Jerol even organize all this in just a day?Looking at my prince charming as he mingles with his people, I must say that I am seeing the most glossiest face on earth in him. I love the way he seems free and happy. That smi

"Son? What the heck is happening here?" Mrs McCall asks in utter confusion.Jerol has been a statue ever since times in memorial. I doubt if he can even hear his mother's voice. His eyes are not focused so much on this woman's face but on her belly, and I can't help but think that he is getting a kick out of thinking that he may be the father of Ellie's baby. I know how much he wanted a baby, how much he still yearns for one. I am cognizant that he also loved this woman with the whole of his heart. He went insane when she left, and that alone elucidates how deep he was into her. That is why I don't think he is even aware of his brother's presence. His entire focus is on the belly bump and I'm sorry for what I am feeling right now."Umh...baby?" I call in a low soothing tremor, and by good luck, I manage to snap him out of wherever he was lost to. The peek he gives me is a look of confusion, as if he has a zillion things to say and yet nothing to say at all. Or he just does not know w

"Think whatever you want, Jerol, but the fact is, I am here for the father of my child. This baby has the right to be with its father, and you of all people know how important this baby is, right?" Ellie speaks.So they are going to use his weakness to push their way into his life? How shameless can they be? How insensitive of them?"This baby might be the only child you will ever have Jerol, so...""WRONG!" I bark, scaring the hell out of her and everyone! "You are damn so wrong!" I affirm, standing in front of this bitch.She needs to stay within her limits and I will put her right there and stick her butt with glue if possible."You shut up because you know nothing, bitch!" Ellie squeals."It's you who know absolutely nothing. Explain what you are ranting about Jerol not having another child!" I yell back. I am not the type to screech like this, but this woman is provoking my demons.How can she use her baby to blackmail Jerol and humiliate him at the same time? I feel Jerol's gri

"Was I too hard on Ellie earlier, love?" I ask as we rest on the bed, Jerol's arm caressing my belly while the other one is caging my shoulders to him, our faces almost touching."I did not hear everything, but I know that spoilt brat of Monzano. She thinks she can control the world." He says, snuggling to me."She is such a pain." I whimper."Did she insult you. Did she say anything to hurt you?" He queries, worry and concern detectable in his voice."Nothing I can't handle, love. But, don't you feel anything? Like the need to defend her? Get close to her?" I implore, burying my eyes into his."Why would feel that way?" He responds, stroking me with his hands."For your child, Jerol. Are you not excited to learn that your baby is still alive?" I ask."I am. Believe me, love, I am. My conscience is clear and at peace now knowing that I did nothing wrong. But there are so many things that don't add up." He says, faintly."Like what?" I ask."Like why she lied. Why she made me feel so g

I finish fixing Jerol's tie after breakfast as he is setting off for work. Life has to go on despite everything. Basically, time is not on our side at all. We are being chased real bad by the desire to unravel the secrets behind this mysterious return of this bitch and her lover, and the desire for freedom and our happy ever after as well. We are on the race - the race to our freedom and happiness!Honestly, I never speculated that I would ever find myself in a race against time and myself. I feel like there is a lot I need to do in this, and that too, as soon as possible. It feels like it's not only time that is running after us, but danger too if we slumber. I may be right, or I may be wrong, but those are my sentiments. And, isn't there a phrase that states that you should always take serious note of your instincts? The feeling is strong. So strong!The problem is, we still don't know what is at stake - what we stand to lose, and that is the most worrying feeling ever.On the way,