Thanks for reading. So, Zera has come out with the truth even though it wasn't easy. She's speaking her truth and her side of things.. She also told him she fell in love with him, that takes guts. Do you think this will leave her vulnerable or at a disadvantage? I'd like to hear from you. I will do better with my updates. I promise. Leave your comments and don't forget to vote. Xoxo
I didn’t see or hear from Aaron the rest of the day, and I didn’t expect to see him. He must have figured out I was the crazy one after my confession and chose to distance himself from me.I deserved it. I was the villain; all the while, I thought I was the victim, but sitting still and thinking everything through made me realise I pointed the finger at the wrong person all those years.I saw things clearer now, and coming out with the truth didn’t make me less of a bad guy.Sleep didn’t come easy; a lot stayed on my mind. I had come out with the truth, which had weighed on me for the past five years, but I still didn’t feel good.I laid in bed with my mind fixed on the way forward, and not long after that, I fell asleep...... This wasn’t how I thought it would happen, but it was here, and there was no going back. I dragged myself to the table where my bag was, groaning in pain with every step I took. My water had just broken, and it meant the baby was coming, and I was all alone in
Part 4Either I saw Aaron in my room, sitting on the other corner of my bed, or I must have been dreaming. But when my eyes cleared up, I saw that indeed he was on my bed, sitting with his back facing me. I pulled myself up to sit down and slowly rubbed my sleepy, swollen eyes before calling his name.“Aaron?” Did he miss his road or something? Because last I checked, this was the room I’ve been in all this time, right? Or did I miss it?“I waited for you after that weekend,” he said, speaking as if he knew I was already awake and able to comprehend what he was saying. “At first I thought you needed the time to think and find out what exactly it was you wanted, and I was willing to wait, but days turned into weeks and weeks into months, and I realised perhaps you have forgotten about the weekend, forgotten about us, and forgotten me. Perhaps you weren’t the one, and I had to move on as well. It was what I needed to do. My existence depended on it,” he explained, and I had little clarit
Three hours later. I was in a red polka-dot sundress that reached my knee and a pair of black slip-on I found in the wardrobe, which was the perfect match. I figured Aaron had gotten them for me because they fit so well. My curly hair I made into a ponytail, and once done, I stared at myself in the dressing mirror one last time to make sure I looked okay. I did, and now I was waiting for Aaron to call for me. Leaving gave me a bittersweet feeling. Bitter because it meant I wouldn’t have the Harts around me anymore, especially Aaron, and sweet because this was what I always wanted. Not long after I finished dressing up, the male servant, Blake, came to usher me out of the room. I came downstairs for the second time in the days I’ve been here, and I found the three younger Harts standing close, waiting. It warmed my heart to know that despite the chaos I caused while here; they were still here to say farewell. “Promise you I’ll visit?” I asked with expectant eyes as I stared at Sesi,
My heart sank like the Titanic after she said he was involved in a crash, and my mood changed.“He was taken to the hospital and has been there since,” she finished, bringing me out of my thoughts to focus on her.“Where is he now?” I asked, barely holding my trembling voice together.I saw Aaron stare at me from the corner of my eye with worried eyes, and I knew he had heeded my warning and wasn’t listening to this call. However, judging from the quietness I got from behind, I wasn’t sure the same could be said for those seated in the back seat.“Saint Louis General Hospital,” she replied, and my brain did a mental location of the hospital and realised it was in Beverly Hills.I nodded. “I’m on my way.” I ended the call and turned to look at Aaron.“Where?” he asked, not waiting for the rest of the story. He must have drawn his conclusion based on the change in expression and realised I needed to be somewhere.He just saved me a lot of stress with his words.“Saint Louis General Hospi
I came out of the building and towards the parking lot where Aaron had parked the car earlier, and I saw him there holding onto Zion while talking to his siblings. It was nice to know that some people understood what family was and valued it, unlike mine. At least I still had Lionel for support and comfort, no matter how bad it got.They noticed me approaching, and they turned to look at me.Aaron was the first to speak. “Hey, are you okay?” The concern in his tone made my heart flutter, and I nodded. “I am. Thank you for earlier.” I flashed him a smile.“I did nothing.” He brushed it off casually.‘It was enough to scare the life out of Betty, and that was enough for me.’ I said to myself.I nodded, then turned to Sesi. “Thank you for the snacks. I didn’t plan for the detour we took; it just happened, and I was so concerned about my brother that I forgot about my son.”“It’s fine. We’ve got you, always.” She assured me with a confident voice, and that was enough for me.Their eyes wan
#angryrantI am never one to complain about a reader’s criticism, but when it’s done with malicious intent, I can’t stand it. The reader Jane rated my book 1½ over 5 stars because the chapter is short (every short chapter is followed by a long chapter to maintain balance) my editor when I started on GN advised me to write shorter chapters so readers can easily afford it and not complain about too much coin. That advice had stuck for over two years. 5 days ago, Jane, who didn’t know why I do what I do, rated my hard work 1½ over 5, bringing my book from a 10 rating to 9.1. If you have an issue with a book or writer, ask questions or, better still, do not read the book. Rating it poorly because of what you don’t even know is cruel and malicious.I am sad and angry. I am a reader as much as I am a writer and I have read books with short chapters and understood what short chapters meant.Most times my chapter ends at 2.5k or 3k words, but because I know the coin consumption would be higher
We arrived home, and Aaron carried the still sleeping Zion into his arms and rested his small head on his shoulder as we both approached the house. The little boy must have felt the change because he woke up and his dull eyes lingered on me.“Mommy.”“Yes, my love.”“Are we home yet?”I bobbed my head and said, “We are. We are going in now.”Aaron opened the door, and I followed him inside. “I’m hungry,” he whined.“I know, and I will get you something to eat in no time.” I reached out and ruffled his hair. I felt exhausted from the stress of today, but I had to put him first and put his needs above mine, like always.“Okay, mommy.”My eyes strayed from him and moved around the room. I hadn’t even taken the time to notice the massive change that had taken place in the room, and now that I had; I realised nothing had changed. Everything was the way it used to be, and it felt as if there had never been an attack to begin with. Aaron had spoken about taking care of things, but I never tho
Aaron had ordered grilled beef while I was still asleep, so even when he made us breakfast, he had himself sorted out. He served breakfast, and we sat at the table to eat. His pancake tasted delicious, and it was perfect with the milk. Yet, I wanted the grilled beef, which he ate, and when he noticed my longing stare at the piece in his hand, he offered it to me. Of course, I couldn’t take it. Zion sat at the table, and I had always taught him this thing called contentment and wanted to lead by example. So I shook my head and thanked him.Aaron informed me he had also ordered clothes he could change into since he knew I had none in the house, or I would have given them to him.I had no issue with that, and I thanked him for breakfast before standing up. Today was a long day, and I had a few things to do. I had to start by cleaning up and bathing myself and Zion.I did not know if I said it out loud, but Aaron beat me to it, picking up the plates and heading back to the kitchen. When I