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It's been over a month since Karen officially launched her fashion magazine and so far, things had been going on smoothly for her until a few days ago when Jack pulled out his investment from her fashion firm and finally ghosted her.During her official launching program, he had invested one million dollars into her company which she had hoped to use in the expansion before his unexpected pullout. The fashion magazine was to be released monthly and sold at $2.50 each. The company's stocks had fallen by more than seventy percent in less than twenty four hours and it was currently still falling.She had woken up to see the published articles on her phone and had fallen into an initial shock before recovering. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked numb, reading through the news on different blogs and channels. Jack was yet to say anything, and his silence was hurting her even more.The bloggers had jumped greedily on the news, publishing half-baked stories on what they felt was tru
“What did the doctor say?” He questioned when he noticed that she had stopped sobbing. “He said it's stress, I'm tired." She lamented and he pulled her into a side hug, stroking her hair tenderly.***Jack sat on one of the chairs in the hospital room, his head buried in his hands as he tried to rest a little. The doctor had just left the room less than thirty minutes ago after he had carried out some check up on his father. The doctor had confirmed that the old Mr Antonio was very dehydrated and had low blood pressure which resulted in a low heart rate which led to his collapse. After administering fludrocortisone to help raise his blood volume and midodrine to boost his blood pressure, he had instructed they let him rest and after lying idle on the bed for some minutes, Antonio finally fell asleep again.His mom was much calmer now after the doctor had confirmed that he was responding to treatment. His mother had called him about two hours ago and she was really panicked. His fathe
After crying for some minutes, she picked herself up from the chair and walked to her room. She unlocked the door, got inside the room and closed it before sliding to the floor, leaning on the door. She had tried these past weeks to pick up the pieces Jack had broken her to, and now, a baby was growing inside of her. She placed her hand on her belly, rubbing it gently, as if she wanted to feel it. A smile broke on her face as she thought of the child. She was going to keep it. She was going to be a proud mother.Jack supported his dad as they walked out of the hospital to his car parked at the garage. His father had just been discharged after spending three days in the hospital. The doctor had confirmed that he was okay to be discharged, but he was to rest at home in order to fully recover. His parents got into the back seat while he occupied the driver's seat. Ever since he moved out of his parent's house, he had been driving himself alone. He hated the extra presence of a driver. He
She walked out of the house and slammed the door shut while he still stood in the same position, his hand on his hair while he was deep in thoughts.“I'm pregnant, and you're responsible." Her voice rang in his head and he fell to the sofa weakly. Being a father wasn't something he wanted to do. The thought alone scared him to witts. Sure, he loved sex, but getting a girl pregnant in the process was something he always avoided. He tried to think back to occasions when he had sex with Karen without condoms, and they were too many to be called a mistake. He knew he had made a great mistake and had no one else to blame, but himself. The second mistake he had made.His mind was still in a haze as he buried his head in his palm. He wasn't going to make a decision. Atleast, not suddenly. His phone beeped beside him and he picked it up lazily and unlocked it. It was a text message from an unsaved number. He read the content of the text, hissed and dumped his phone back on the chair.It has b
Karen stood by the window of the hotel room she stayed in. The curtain of the window was pulled open, letting the early morning sun sip into the room. She was still in her pyjamas, her hair was scattered, indicating that she just got out of bed. She stood, looking across the city from the window, her mind disturbed and in deep thoughts.“Had Jack realised that she was no longer in LA?” “Was he going to look for her?” the thoughts ran through her mind as the watched the beautiful sunrise.She soon got tired of standing and went to take her bath. Stripping naked, she walked into the Ensuite to take her bathe. She heated up the water and stepped into the bath, relaxing in the warm water.She soon finished taking her bath and stepped out of the water, wrapping herself in a long towel. She dried herself before creaming her body. She soon got dressed in jeans trousers, a blouse top and a long coat. It was around eight AM, the weather slightly unfriendly when she stepped out of the hotel bui
“Anne Jones.” Jack called the name again and she shook slightly at the sound of his tone. Many thoughts were running through her mind as she stood in front of her new boss. “Was she going to be sacked?” That was the biggest of them all.“Take a seat”“Huh!” she exclaimed before she could even stop herself. To say she was shocked was saying things too lightly. She was bewildered, she was stunned completely.“I said, take a seat.” Jack had to repeat himself twice before the words finally sank in. He was offering her a seat in his office. She began sweating as she timidly took one of the leather chairs opposite him. She fiddled with her fingers nervously, her head bent as she muttered a quick prayer.Once she was seated, not comfortable though. No staff could be comfortable being in that position with Jack, Jack hard voice stated“Tell me about the corruption scheme y'all run in my company.”Her head whirled aggressively to stare at him, her heart almost stopped beating at that moment as
“You can't leave.” one of the men spoke out calming. He held a stick of lit cigar in his hand. He had strands of grey hair on his hair. He had thick beards too and spoke with an accent. He was a black American. “Well, Michael didn't tell me so.” Damian argued. Michael was the man who had introduced him to the organization. He never spoke of the process to leave the organization, and that was because none of them brought it up. Damian didn't know if it was possible to leave, but he had to push his luck.“Why do you want to leave?” Karen's dad asked, his voice calm, yet demanding. “I made a promise to someone I loved, that I was going to come back for her, and I hope to fulfill that promise.” he answered, leaving the men speechless. Karen's father bent his head in shame and regret as a sharp pain hit his heart. He had left his family many years ago while he was poor, and even when he got his hands dirty and got rich, he refused to return to his family. Instead, he stayed back, making m
She sniffled as she got back from her reverie and realized that she was crying. She had been crying silently for over fifteen minutes as she thought about her past. She looked round the cafe, trying to detect if she had drawn attention to herself, but found everyone focused on themselves, apart from the man who was staring at her intently. He was seated at the table beside her. He wore black suit and held a cup of coffee in his hand, but his gaze was fixed on her, his gaze was deep and intense, like he was searching for something. She stared at him for few seconds, and when he didn't remove his gaze, she reluctantly peeled her eyes off him, returning it to her cup of coffee. She took a sip from her coffee and almost spit it back. The coffee had gotten really cold. She returned the cup to the table and signaled a waiter over. “Get me one cup of coffee. This one had gotten really cold.” she said to the waiter, pushing the cup of cold coffee to her. She nodded with a smile, picked it up