"I'm beginning to wonder whether moving out of your house was ideal because you're present here almost every day" Louisa recalled Tracy's words about some days ago when she made amends with June. Tracy had hinted at the fact that her good friend Louisa spent the better part of her day at her place and almost felt like she never left her friend's house. But that was a remark she made in passing before asking June what she had wanted to ask her."But that was just by the way. So June, what do you want to ask me again?" She recalled again."You have not mentioned anything about your whereabouts since you disappeared weeks ago. I want to believe you have told Louisa and Mrs Briggs everything. But I don't know anything because I had a challenge reaching you," Louisa remembered June's words. "Well, we don't know anything either. All we know Is that she came back from someplace and apologized to us before moving out of my house," Louisa recalled the remarks she made in response to June's

"Mother. Father. Guess what?" Charles said in a cheerful tone as he barged into his parents in the living room. His wife was in his company and just the sight of her made Eddy mad. "What is it?" He asked Charles in an angry tone."Father, are we fighting?" Charles asked after he noticed the tone of his father."I'm not here to pick a fight with you. I'm only here to share some good news with you," he said as smiles lit his face."My son, you look excited, can you tell us already what you have to share?" Cynthia said in a frail voice.The suspense hovering around in the air got Cynthia agitated."Woman, what is there to hear from this son of yours?" Eddy asked. "A disrespectful son who for the sake of a woman dared to slap his sister right in my presence. I don't think I want to have anything or hear anything from such a son," Eddy added."Charles, but why did you do that? That's so unlike you. Please don't do it again," Cynthia said.But Eddy who was unsatisfied with his wife's resp

It was midday and the BlueVille Hair Salon was oozing with class and professionalism.The modern designs and sophistication had made it a haven for the rich and mighty in society.The sleek furnishings and soft hues, and a touch of bold white designs created an ambience that was welcoming for all.Fitted on the walls were large calendars displaying an array of modern styles for women to make a selection. The able stylists were on standby to craft the look one desired. And a shelf displayed a wide range of high-quality products. The knob on the transparent glass door turned, and slowly it was pushed open from outside. "Good day, I'd like to have my hair done," Tracy said immediately as she walked into the salon."Right at your service madam. Please come this way," one of the workers welcomed Tracy and walked her to a waiting area of the parlour. There were a few customers who were being attended to, as such Tracy must wait a couple of minutes before she could get her hair done. S

"I never knew Louisa could be this weird. I'm utterly surprised at her behaviour," Tracy told June. The two stood in front of a lady's slippers shop.The previous day, Tracy had gone to the boutique together with June and Louisa to grab a few clothes. Louisa put up with strange behaviour after a gentleman requested June call her for him. She thought the man had disrespected her as a lady and was angry that Tracy and June bought into the gesture of June calling her for the stranger.Louisa had left the two alone to shop while she went back home in anger. As a result, she failed to show up for them to go buy some slippers together."I honestly didn't see anything wrong with you calling her for that gentleman," Tracy said."Indeed. I don't know why she was all worked up. I feel she missed out on a chance to get a soul mate," June said."I wish I was the one he made advances at, I would have jumped at him without thinking twice. And then my sister would not have a reason to throw shade

Seven days passed.Cynthia was back on her feet and doing very well.But Jean, a staunch supporter of Fiona, was still shocked that Fiona could attack her mother."Here you go mother," Jean said and handed her a glass of water and tablets of painkillers.Cynthia's head was bandaged from one end of her head to the other.Jean sat next to her in the living room to keep her company. But the deeds of Fiona were still haunting her."That Fiona did this to you still boggles my mind," Jean said watching as her mother put the glass of water on the coffee table next to her seat after taking the medicine."My daughter, it's been seven days already and as you can see, I'm doing well," Cynthia said. "Besides, it was just an accident," she threw a defense for Fiona."Was it?" Jean asked, hinting that she doubted the incident was an accident. "Yes, Jean. She was just carried away and as a result, wounded me unintentionally," Cynthia said."You know, this is beginning to freak me out. Why do you d