/Brian’s POV/I park the car well under one of the car canopies and I ponder on what to do because I am so clueless about everything that is going on here and I don’t want to start going on and out of the car because I don’t want to make Meelah up. “You know what?” I say to no one in particular. “Let’s just chat my sister up instead of calling my mom directly to ask about the plans she made because after we gave not really talked since I practically told her to stay clear Meelah and she should stop coming up with new excuses just to prove to me that meelah doesn’t serve to be a member of the kings family so it is just normal that things will be awkward between us especially because I put her in her place in front of Meelah that she dislikes so much. “Daddy’s favorite” I can’t Elva on snap instead of messaging her on WhatsApp because snap has its way of noticing someone when you are typing and when you eventually send the message, so I want to believe it will be more effective that

/Brian’s POV/I didn’t know what I was to to say and how exactly to react after going through all the stress of taking Meelah into the room and packing all the stuffs that needed to be packed while shuttling between the parking lot and the room that are far apart from each other, only for her to wake up and start acting weird. First of all she insinuated that I must have tried to take advantage of her given how she was searching her body frantically for any sign of it. secondly, instead of thanking me, all she had to say to me was that I should have woken her up instead. All I want to do right now is to find who sold that magnitude of audacity to her, because it is the audacity for me. Before I walked out of the room,I told her that I have stuffs to do so she can take her time even though I really did not want to leave the room and I wanted to rest so badly, but given that my mom and Eloise are in the perimeter, I could not raise my voice at her no matter how mad she makes me bec

/Brian’s POV/My eyes snaps open to Meelah screaming with an horrified expression plastered on her face next to me, and that makes me look around the room frantically while stil really sleepy to see if I can identify problem fast so that I will be able to go back to sleep. “What made you scream? I ask her after looking around for a while without the trace of anything strange only for her to gulp nervously. “Did you have a nightmare? Or you were stung by an insect” I try to predict what must have gone wrong on her end to warrant such a loud scream. “ that is not the point here” she finally speaks making my brows furrow in confusion“So what is the point?” I question her because I am very sure that I didn’t dose off so there is no way she must have said something and I must have answered something contrary, do I want to believe that she is the one that is not making a complete sentence. “why did you sneak into the bed after I slept” she speaks up making me bat my eyelids in confusio

/Meelah’s POV/“Enough of the back and forth at the breakfast table” Mr Kings finally speaks up. “Brian” he calls out and Brain turns to face his dad. “Bless the food so that the people that are here to eat can eat and get their day started” Mr kings instructs making me suppress the urge to laugh because he is intentionally throwing shades at Eloise and it is so obvious. “Dear Lord….” He starts “Thank you for this meal today…..Others may have not been this lucky which is why we want to Thank you for giving us the strength to be here today.” He pauses after a while. “Amen” we all say even though it is so disoriented and very obvious that a lot of people are not paying attention.“Bless this food that we are about to eat, Let it nourish our body as you nourish our soul,” “Amen” we all chorus“Bless us oh Lord and continue to feed those who are not as fortunate as we are….amen” he rounds up his prayer. “Amen” we chorus again. “Shall we?” Mr kings urges and I pick up my cutlery to

/Meelah’s POV/ “We are all victims of moms ego here, so instead of us fighting each other, we are supposed to team up to beat her at her own game” she goes to her brother to explain while pulling the hem of his shirt. “Are you trying to scatter my dressing just because you want me to engage in an activity that is totally uncalled for?” He fires back. “Chill out boss, nobody is fighting with you so can you just respond in the same calm manner that someone is talking to you with” she says nudging him with her shoulder. “What do you mean by responding in a calm manner” he retaliates “You are expecting me to enter the kitchen on a weekend that I am supposed to be resting when we have half of the work force of kings treat present at the resort to do the cooking just to prove a point to our mom” he complains and she nods with puppy eyes. “….it doesn’t make sense at all ” he expresses “We both know that cooking is your forte, but I can’t say the same for myself or sister in law beca