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DIGGING THE TRUTH
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Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance ITCHING FOR JUSTICE
"Are you sure you don't want to join us? It's just me and Grace." I ask Damian as he parks in front of my coffee shop. I had this great idea that he, Grace, and I, would have some time together tonight over a cup of coffee but he seems distant somehow. He looks wasted and still unsettled. Why that is, whatever he is so scared of, I'm gonna find out tonight and I am dying to hear it. I just don't like him this way."I'm sorry. We will do this some other time, babe, please." He pleads in a gentle tone."It's alright. Are you okay though? Will you be okay?" I query."I will. I'll just wait for you in our house." He states, urging a smile that doesn't come out so genuinely persuading. Our house! Ooh, how sweet that sounds. "Which one particularly? Yours or mine?" I ask just to be sure. "Yours.""Okay. Drive safe." I say as I grab my purse. "Would you mind if I leave the rest of my stuff here?" I ask.I don't need to haul my laptop and the pair of heels inside and since he is going to
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance THE CALL OF PLEA
Getting to my house, I can't catch the sight of Damian but the sweet aroma inviting me from the doorway tells me exactly where he is. I didn't know he was going to cook for me. I fling my purse to the couch and kick my shoes off, then stroll to the kitchen.Well, he seems busy, and dazzling in nothing but an apron on coating his tight muscles. Wow! I lean on the door frame, scrutinizing him as he cooks for us and adoring how much beauty he augments to my kitchen - and my life in general. Where would I be if I didn't bump into him that day? What would have become me?Maybe I would have given up on life. For sure no one would have hired me, and the coffee shop that I thought was my savior didn't bring so much contentment after all. Maybe I would have found something to keep me sane, but I would still be a miserable soul. I wouldn't have experienced this happiness and fulfilment that I am feeling now. Ain't I lucky? Ain't he a knight? "What's more delish? Me or the meal?""What?" I snap
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance THE DREADY NIGHT
"Love?!" I snap my eyes at Damian's voice and from the look of things, he ought to have howled my name more than once. I didn't know I was just staring at him like a bewildered zombie. Last I checked, I just dropped nanny Malia's call.Papa!Papa!That's the only thing lingering in my head right now. My father is sick - seriously sick! Nanny Malia would not have called if his condition wasn't critical. She said it clearly that she decided to call because papa's condition is not good. What is his diagnosis? How long has he not been feeling well? What condition is he in? Is it severe, or just mild? What..."Baby!?""I need to pack. I need to get ready. I need to head back home. I need..." "Love, hey!" "I need to see my father, Damian. I need to see for myself if he is okay or not. I need to be with him, Damian."I quit ranting abruptly and do the first thing that strikes my mind. I start upstairs, sprinting through the blurry stairs due to the tears streaming from my eyes as fast as
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance EMOTIONAL GOODBYE
"We can have coffee as we wait for your departure time." Damian offers upon reaching the airport.I breathe in and out a huge amount of air. I haven't had peace since I woke up, and if it weren't for that sex we had last night, I'm certain that I wouldn't have slept even for a minute throughout the whole night. It was a nice remedy. It was so different, from my viewpoint. It was a slow-burn sweet romance with a lot of decent chats in between. He could hang back at some notch to just ask if I am okay. The kisses were sweeter and deeper. I must divulge that I had no inkling that our romantic moment would be that sweet given the situation. I felt like he was making true love to me for the first time. Like he bore his all into me last night- his love, trust, and honesty, everything that makes him who is was relinquished to my last night. It took long, and even if he continued fucking me the whole night, I wouldn't have demurred nor gotten exhausted. I felt the actual portrayal
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance BACK HOME
Clutching onto my satchel and purse at the airport, I don't fritter any second exploring the airport or savoring the fresh tranquil aura. I instead scan for my chauffeur, Mike, and my eye hunt for him doesn't take much of my time. I spot him without much of a hustle, and stroll to him in a haste, the ailment of my father being the only beat echoing in my mind. "Hi, Mike!" I greet him, and he turns to me."Hi, ma'am. Welcome back." A broad smile is portrayed on his lips as he extends the pleasantries."Thank you, Mike." I respond as he opens the door for me and wanders off to settle my satchel in the boot.Ooh, I missed my baby Lamborghini. Life at home, huh? I hope everything welcomes me with a luminous expression."To your house, ma'am?" Mike implores as he ignites the engine."No. To my father's. And please hurry!" I respond.As we hit the road towards home with Christopher Martins'Let her go jazz playing in the stereo, the anticipation of the condition I will find my father in and
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance REUNION
Catching the sight of my father on his sick bed has got me paralyzed on this spot for minutes. My limbs went numb the moment I ambled in. All the cells of my body died minutes ago when I caught the sight of his pale weary face. I am unable to mumble a word, and the only thing speaking for me are the tears flowing freely from my eyes.At least he is not connected to the tubes, but he is so worryingly pale. He looks so defeated by pain. He looks like the pain has taken a toll on him and kowtowed all the energy from him rendering him helpless to battle this agony.I shuffle my feet to his bed albeit with so much grief in my heart. I drag a chair and recline beside him. I take his hand, and clasp it into mine. I kiss it, and he stiffens but doesn't peel his eyes. I lay on his chest, pleading with God to have mercy on my poor father's soul. For my father to look like this he must be dealing with a lot. "My child!" A faint whisper tickles my ears, fueling me to jerk myself up gazing at my
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance CONSOLATION
It's almost night when I wake up to the voices of the doctors in my father's room. I am still swaddled in my his arms, and he is still closing his eyes to the pain while the doctors are readying the meds. I strive as much as possible to slip out of his grip without alarming him, but I flunk eventually. He peels his weak eyes, and I clench his hand as he tries to catch a hold of me.Leaving him must have impacted him so much, and with a dreadful feeling of fear. I blame myself. I haven't stopped fathoming over how different things would be right now if only I didn't do what I did, and neither have I ceased reprimanding myself for all that is ensuing. Choices, they say, have consequences, and I am having a bitter sense of what precisely that means. How I wish I could get a chance to change a thing, but woe unto me, this is irreversible. I'll have to nurse these wounds I myself inflicted on myself and try to learn that running away from anything isn't ever a solution, and I am learning t
Now I Do- Marrying My Fiance THE PLEA
"Nanny?" I call out loud. "Your father, Ellie! He is...""Papa?!" I drop the phone on my bed, and sprint out of my room without even saying a word to Damian or dropping the call.I run into nanny Sonnia just a few steps from my room."He is calling for you non-stop, my dear. Please hurry!" Nanny Sonnia says with laboured breathing.Poor old lady! This chaos is not good for her.I run past her towards my father's room, and budge in without a knock."Ellie! Ellie! My child! Where are you?"My father is wildly writhing in bed howling my name. His tone is so low, and his breathing is with so much labour. The doctor's efforts to calm him down are fruitless. "Calm down, Mr Riccaford. Your daughter is coming.""E...l...l...i...e! My...my...""Papa!" I call out loud, rushing to him.He becomes still, but he is almost losing the breathing count. His chest is heaving up and down so slow amidst lots of struggle, I guess trying to pull the remaining oxygen left in his lungs. "Papa!" I call sof
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