Blenda's pov Sitting in front of me was my only daughter, eagerly looking into my eyes, waiting for me to reveal the truth about her biological father. But I wasn't sure where to turn to unravel the secrets of the past. The certified DNA test results from Tyler had shown that Ava wasn't his daughter. I wanted to step back and reflect on where I went wrong. My entire life had been sacrificed for my father's obsession with what he loved and wanted to achieve. I grew up as a happy girl in a privileged home where I had everything I desired. My father was wealthy, and my existence had contributed to his financial success. I was the only child at home, and all the attention was focused on me. Growing up in a wealthy household, I was fortunate to start a beautiful relationship with Johnson, a sweet guy who was admired by everyone in my college. Our relationship felt like a blessing from above. My parents also fell in love with him when I introduced him to our family, and he became a cl
Charlotte's pov It has been two days since the party that I thought was meant to celebrate Ava's achievement but ended up causing a complete rift between us. I feel restless whenever I think about what happened at the party. Ava has been my best friend, and I don't want us to drift apart like this or I should be the one responsible for the breakup. I need to find a solution to resolve our unspoken disagreement. She won't even answer my calls. I'm concerned about her well-being, especially considering the emotional impact of finding out that Tyler isn't her father. She must be going through a traumatic experience, just like me. For more than twenty-three years, I have felt empty in my search for my real father and I think my mum has given up in the search. Ava is likely feeling the same way now. It's gotten to the point where I don't even feel like eating. All my thoughts were to make up with Ava. Tyler referred to the party and its aftermath as blessings in disguise and he said it
Author's pov Ava and her mum were getting ready to enter her mom's car and go straight to meet Johnson when Ava spoke up. "Mom, I have an idea," she said, standing close to the car door. "What idea?" her mom asked. "Why don't you go alone? My presence might not create the right atmosphere to get his hair for the DNA test." Blenda thought for a moment and nodded, looking at Ava. "You're right. So, can you stay alone at home?" she asked. Before Ava could respond, her mom suggested, "Why don't you go and stay with your grandparents for a while? I don't know when I'll be back." "Will you be staying there for long?" Ava asked. "No, once I get what I need, I'll let you know immediately." "Okay, Mum." Ava stepped away from the car door, went to meet her mom, hugged her, and kissed her on the right cheek. She watched her mom get into the car and drive away. As soon as her mom left, Ava went inside, packed some of her clothes, came out, got into her car, and drove to her gran
Ava's pov I was on my way to my grandparents' house when I realized that things weren't going well in my life. I tried to ignore it and blamed Charlotte for all my discomfort. But now I understand that it wasn't just her betrayal that was causing me unrest. As I had both hands on the steering wheel, I spoke the words out loud, "Where is Douglas, my boyfriend?"I fell silent and started reflecting on my life, starting from the event I organized to humiliate Charlotte and my son called foster father. That was the only time I saw Douglas. He had said he couldn't make it, but he showed up at the last moment. I didn't see him at the hospital, and he didn't call me when I was there. It's clear that I've been the one pushing our relationship forward. My slight negligence resulted in me not hearing from him. I decided not to call him and continued driving at a normal speed. But my tender heart couldn't stop thinking about him. I wished my heart could be as strong as it was towards Charl
Charlotte's pov I watched Tyler as he went to the door to see who was knocking. None of us were expecting a visitor, and I doubted if Ava would come to see us since she was very angry with me to the point that she had decided not to answer my calls, no matter how many times I dialed her number. It's so frustrating, as she's been my only friend in this city. "Hi..." I could hear Tyler saying to the person outside the door. If it was someone he or I knew, he would have added their name. He paused, waiting for the person to respond and at the same time, I positioned my head so that I could hear what they were saying. "Please, I'm looking for Charlotte. I suppose you're her dad. Nice to meet you, you have a very beautiful daughter," a male voice replied. As soon as I heard my name from an unfamiliar voice, I stood up at once and went to the door. When I reached the door, Tyler moved away so I could face the young man directly. The first thing I did was give him a quick once-over,
Brenda's pov After listening to Harrison's audio message, Johnson stood there and stared at me. He was genuinely curious about my next move. But what should I really do? I came here with a purpose, and that purpose was all about my daughter. We both wanted to resolve the issue of identifying her biological father. As I pondered over my options, Johnson asked me a tricky question. "Do you think your relationship with your boyfriend is better than our past relationship?" he asked. That question caught me off guard, and suddenly I started seeing Johnson the way I did when we first met in high school. I remained silent and sat down. Johnson approached me and confessed his love. "Brenda, I love you with all my heart. My life felt incomplete without you. Our reunion was orchestrated by fate, believe me, I will never love any the way I have loved you," he said. I stayed silent, deep in thought. Did fate cause Charlotte to sleep with my ex-husband? Does fate want my marriage to fail
Brenda's pov I'm still in a state of shock about what happened last night with Johnson at his house. Back when we were deeply in love, I used to affectionately call his private part and I usually call it, the "stick of life" because it brought me great pleasure, whether during intercourse or when I performed oral sex on him like a lollipop. Even after taking a cold shower couldn't distract me from my thoughts and strong zeal to get hold of it. I left the bathroom, but my first attention was still focused on what had happened to us in the past. At first, I quietly collected his hair without him noticing and gathered the courage to leave his bedroom. After staring at him for a while, I eventually left and went to the guestrooms. I thought I had successfully won the battle against my erotic desires for Johnson's exposed dick, but my mind kept replaying memories of our intimate moments when we were alone together in the past. I don't know where the sudden urge came from, but it pul
Charlotte's pov My life without Ava has been incredibly painful. I think about her every day and I wish it was all just a bad dream. Every moment since the breakup has been a mix of sweetness and bitterness. When I see Tyler, I feel okay, but when I think about Ava, I feel sad again. How long will it take to reconcile with Ava? When will I have the courage to approach her and tell her that Tyler and I met on a blind date app even before she introduced him as her father to me? I was already in love with him, and being here with him only intensified those feelings and we couldn't hold ourselves from sleeping together. Tyler looks much younger than his age, and I don't understand why that stranger who brought gifts referred to him as my dad. I now understand why Tyler acted strangely that day, and I'm starting to get used to his behavior. Does this mean Tyler is possessive or very jealous? This is the time I need to get to know him better. Does he not trust me? Why does he suddenly t