Nala’s Point of ViewI don’t know what I should do or feel. My emotions are all mixed up right now, and I have no idea how to handle this. I’m hurt, nervous, on the verge of tears, annoyed, and angry. I’m so confused. There are so many questions bothering me, and I don’t know where to get the answers.My hands are still shaking from what happened. I can’t understand what’s really going on. It’s like I’m inside a maze, and I don’t know where or how to get out.The armed man let go of my arm as we entered the room. Despite my racing heart, I managed to look at the room we had entered.The room was styled in modern Spanish. The walls were painted deep blue with extravagant gold accents, as if to signify their value.In the middle of the room was a large four-poster bed with a plush, navy blue duvet. There were luxurious mahogany furnishings, a bronze lamp, and a dark wood nightstand. The high ceiling was adorned with a chandelier and sconce.Maybe if I were in a better situation, I could
Nala’s Point of ViewI sat there in a daze, staring out of the large window. All I could see were tall trees with lush green leaves. I’ve only been in this house for a few hours, but it feels like an eternity because of everything that has happened.It’s only been three hours since my father visited me here, but until now, my mind still can’t fully grasp how truly awful of a person he is. He hurt me in a way that my mother never did when she was still alive.I let out a bitter laugh.I wish my mother was still here so I could apologize to her for the things I said before. I should be grateful to her for not being with my father, who is heartless. I should be glad that she wasn’t around while I was growing up, because I don’t know how I would feel if he treated me like this as I got older.I quickly wiped away the tears that had spread on my cheeks when I heard the door open. Even though I knew someone had entered, I didn’t bother to look back. I wasn’t interested in seeing who else he
Nala’s Point of ViewIt’s been five days since I last spoke with Daniel Cordova in his office. Unlike my first two days here, when I was confined and not allowed to leave my room, now I’m allowed to go out, but there are still armed men following me, closely monitoring my every move.In those five days, I haven’t seen Damian again. Honestly, I don’t care. What I’m wondering is, why does it seem like my father doesn’t know about my pregnancy? If he really told my father that I’m pregnant, shouldn’t they be doing something now to get rid of my baby?Not that I want any harm to come to mine and Hugo’s baby. It’s actually good that they don’t know I’m pregnant, but I’m starting to get confused about Damian’s identity.Is he a foe or an ally? Should I trust him or not?If he is indeed an enemy, he might have already told my father about my pregnancy, but my father doesn’t care, or perhaps they’re still planning how to erase me from their sight, that’s why they haven’t done anything yet.It
Nala’s Point of View“If that’s what you want, no problem.” Daniel Cordova grinned widely as if he had succeeded again and took out his phone to type something.I could feel my heart beating rapidly with each passing second. My mind felt clouded with all the worries. There’s air conditioning here, but I’m still sweating.What would Hugo think if I told him to give his position to my father? Would he think I’m taking advantage of his love for me? Would he regret loving me? Would he be angry with me?I bit my lower lip. Just the thought of Hugo getting angry because of my decision already hurts my heart. I love him so much, but I also love my sister so much.Whatever the outcome of this decision, I will accept it. Even if Hugo gets angry with me, it’s okay. It won’t change my love for him and our child.I subtly placed my hand on my stomach. I’m scared. I’m scared for our future because of the impulsive decision I’m making.My gaze shifted to Doc Tami, who was still sitting quietly. She
Nala’s Point of View“W-What are you saying?” I asked, my voice trembling.“Just like what I’ve said, I’ll help you escape, but you need to protect my grandchild in return, dear. I know that you are pregnant with Lionel’s child, and don’t try to deny it,” he said.I avoided his gaze. I couldn’t bring myself to look at Hugo’s father. I couldn’t deny to him that I was pregnant, something I easily denied to Damian before. His presence was too cold and intimidating, and I didn’t know if I could believe and trust him.When I looked at him, I remembered what Hugo had told me about him. I remembered the pain in Hugo’s eyes as he talked about his father. Thinking about those things hurts me deeply.“I’m not an enemy, dear,” he said seriously when I didn’t respond. “I know you already know what Lionel and I are up to and how useless a father I am, but I want you to know that I love my son, and I thank you because you didn’t give up on him. You loved him in a way that I couldn’t as his father.”
Nala’s Point of View“Please wait for me, baby. I’ll come back for you… I promise.”That was the phrase that kept running through my mind as the hours passed and I was alone in the room. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. Hugo didn’t want to leave me alone earlier, but I insisted he leave because it would be dangerous if my father found him here.I found out that he had pretended to be a guard outside my room, which is how he got in. He was wearing a mask like the other guards, so he wasn't noticed. He didn't really plan to hide in the bathroom until my father came in. He didn’t mean to overhear our conversation.He also knew that Damian wasn’t really a traitor three days after I was brought here, but he didn’t know that Damian was on Sir Leonardo’s side, so he was also surprised by what he learned.I tightened my grip on the phone he left me earlier. Only his number was there. He said he would call when everything was ready. The plan we would follow was the plan Sir Leonardo told me
Hugo’s Point of ViewEverything happened so fast. My heart is pounding so fucking hard, and I barely breathed while waiting outside the operating room where Nala was. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I wanted to shout about my frustration, but I don’t have enough strength.Why did our fight with Daniel Cordova have to escalate to this point? Why did Nala have to get involved? She’s pregnant, for Pete’s sake!I can’t help but blame myself for what happened. If I had just accompanied her earlier, she wouldn’t have been shot and fallen down the stairs. We wouldn’t be here in the hospital right now!I forcefully pull at my hair.“Fuck!” I curse and then punch the wall with my bare hand, ignoring the pain.“C-Calm down, Mr. Fabellon. Nala will be fine, as will your baby,” she says. “All we need to do is be strong and pray for both of them,” Tami adds in a soothing tone.My jaw clenches. “How can I fucking calm down when I know that my family is in danger right now?!”She bows her head.I
Nala’s Point of ViewI slowly opened my eyes but immediately closed them again when the bright sunlight hit my eyes.Did I fall asleep outside?I furrowed my brow and sat up from lying down while still keeping my eyes closed to adjust my vision. My chest felt incredibly light. It felt like I was floating for no apparent reason.Once my vision fully adjusted, I looked around my surroundings.“Wow!” I exclaimed. “It’s beautiful!” I added, standing up from sitting on the dark green grass.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as I looked around. I let my eyes wander in awe at the breathtaking view of the vast garden surrounding me. The flowers of different colors and shapes brought life and beauty to the surroundings. The plants, whose names I didn’t know, were abundant in fresh green hues.I had never seen such plants and flowers before. I didn’t know they existed.I looked up at the sky. I couldn’t see a single cloud except for the blazing sun, which didn’t feel harsh on my skin. It pro