SERGIO The maids opened the door for me and immediately took my bags“Good evening, sir. We are happy to see you,” They say. “Thank you. Where are my family?” I ask, taking off my jacket. I have just arrived at my home in France. I was supposed to be here yesterday, but I had to wait for Paula to leave first, but I told her that I will also be going home, just to tell my family everything that has been going on because they have been so worried about me, and I have also missed them so much too. “Your mother is with a visitor in the dining room while your grandmother is by the garden,” I nod my head, figuring where I need to go first, but I remember that I need to call Paula first. “Sylvia, can I please have my cell phone in the side pocket of my bag?” I ask the maid who is holding my bag. “Yes, sir,” “Thanks.” I take my phone and head back outside by the porch to make the call. I turn on my phone and I do not even waste time before I call my wife. It rings for a while before
PAULAI walked up and down the room with baby Michaela in my arms. She is asleep, but I really enjoy having her in my arms. Yes, Carolina gave birth to a baby girl a few hours ago, and she looks just like her mamma. It is a pity that Bruce is the father; Gosh, I hate that guy. To even imagine that I once dated him makes my skin crawl. Thank God, I never gave myself to him that much.Carolina is asleep. Oh, she can sure scream. I thought movies were exaggerating when a woman giving birth screams, but I saw and heard it myself today, and it is a real thing. How much more painful can giving birth be? It is flipping scary!“The sun will come out tomorrowBet your bottom dollar that tomorrowThere’ll be sun”I softly sang to the baby when she cooed. I never imagined Carolina as a mother I mean, we were both far from that but now that it happened, it is really beautiful. This made me realise how much I would also love to be a mother someday.The door opens and the person I never wanted to s
CASSEY I watched the baby cry on the bed while I pack our things in the bags. That is what he does, drink milk, sleep for a few minutes, then wake up and cry. I am tired and he is so annoying. I cannot even wait to get the hell out of this hospital. The baby cries even louder, causing the nurse to rush into the room. “Oh, my God. Why are you leaving the baby to cry so much?” She rudely asks, picking him up. “I don’t know, and if he knew how to speak, I would have asked him,” I say after I rolled my eyes at her. “Did you feed him?” “I fed him a few minutes ago. Are you questioning my parenting skills, ma’am?” I fold my arms and look at her. “No, of course not but there must be a reason that the baby is screaming this loud,” “Oh, so now are you implying that I am not a good mother?” She sighs and lies the baby on the bed and checks his nappy. “His nappy is fully wet, and the baby is probably crying from the discomfort. When last did you change his nappy?” I shamefully look do
SERGIOI hear Diego screaming so loud. It is in the middle of the night, and I am in my room trying to work on a new case since I was put off the Alonso company, especially after I got married to Paula. Yes, my work as a cop has never stopped. It turned out to be that being a cop is my favourite, rather than an office job, but that does not quite mean that I will neglect my businesses.Whew, I cannot wait to get back to the island with my wife so that I can tell her all the things I have been keeping away from her. This is not marriage at all if it is built on lies, my lies. But here is a thing; I may have lied about Cassey, and so far, that is the only thing I have lied about. I am a cop, and I was working as an undercover cop, investigating Paula’s family and according to my contract, I am not supposed to disclose that information to anyone, not even Paula until my contract is over. Now that it is, I can tell her. But, she is going to hate me so, I must be prepared for anything. I h
PAULANo one had expected me at the office. I was there a few minutes ago, not for business or work, but just to see how everyone was doing and how they were managing. I was happy to see everyone, and I was so glad that they were happy to see me. I really cannot wait to come back… or I could just stay and never go back to the island. The whole island is just a lie and I no longer want to be there anymore.I have a lot going on right now in my mind. I found myself driving around and I stopped in front of my parents’ mansion which was once my home. I stay in the car and just look at the house. Tears started to stream out of my eyes, and I just started weeping in the car. I miss my family, and I just want to come back home.I clean my face with a wet wipe and check if I look okay in the mirror before I get out of the car. I breathe, reluctantly walking towards the entrance. I get to the front door and make a silent prayer. Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, it opens, causing me to
SERGIOI am pacing up and down the corridor, scratching my head. Paula got hit by a car while trying to cross the road. She was rushed to the hospital as soon as the paramedics arrived. I came with them here and she has been in theatre since, and I have got nothing from the doctors or nurses. I really hope my wife is okay. I still need her.God knows I was so ready to tell her everything. I wanted to work on our marriage, and I wanted to earn her trust again, but her parents happened. I am angry, hurt, and confused. Why was Paula ignoring me and sounding so mad at me? I cannot even get over the look she gave me when she walked into the hotel. I was so happy to see her, but she looked sad, hurt, and like someone who has been crying. Her look was filled with hate towards me, and that did hurt. At first, I thought that she found out about my identity, but the way her family was talking, I doubt she knows.I take out my phone and make a call to my mother. She answers almost immediately. A
CASSEYI sit in my bedroom, crying. I have never been so scared the way I am right now. What have I done? Sergio is going not going to have mercy on me this time; he is going to kill me and take my baby away from me – the baby that is not even his.I am back at home with my baby, and everything is just coming back to me. I am a bad person, and it hurt innocent people in the process. I read on social media about Paula’s accident and her being in a coma. It is my fault and what is worse is that she might die, I do not know. And now Sergio has been arrested for assault because of me! Everything is not going according to how I thought it would, but it is going against me. It is a mess.Diego decides to wail out of the blue, annoyingly. I cover my ears with my hands and close my eyes, but Diego’s screams are piercing.“Shut up, Diego! Can’t you see mommy is crying too? Mommy is also human, and she is hurting, okay?” I pick him up and hug him dearly. “I am so sorry, baby. Mommy is a bad per
SERGIOApollo has come to visit me in my holding cell, and I just found out from him that my wife is awake. She has been up for two days now, and it hurts me so much that I was not the one she had woken up to. It is all my fault. If it was not because of me, maybe we wouldn’t all be where we are today. I probably do deserve to be locked in here because my wife does not deserve me.Whom am I fooling? I already feel like I am going crazy. I miss Paula so much, and I wish I could just hold her. How is she doing? Does she miss me? Is she worried about me? Is she still mad at me? I wish I could hear her voice and talk to her, but it can never happen when I am locked up in here. Damn, I should have just killed Bruce and got arrested for something relevant. I know that he is only trying to prove a point by not dropping the charges. I am yet to go to court tomorrow morning and hopefully, I get bail. My superiors are giving me a very hard time for not pulling myself together. I was supposed to