Kia's POV.Three years, four women later, and zero heir. My life had pretty much become a mess in a short period, and I had very much lost most of the respect accorded to me. Even the elders were pretty much tired of me. I knew what the problem was. It was not that I was medically unfit. It was that, for some reason I had become sexually bound to Tracy. I think it is some punishment. A curse, more accurately, for offending and maltreating a pure heart. And to be truthful, j deserved all of it. Each punishment.My home had been a chalet where females were sent to come to try their luck with me. As funny as it might sound, it's the most traumatising, agonising incident of my life. I dressed up and looked myself in the mirror, the man staring back at me, a shadow of his former self. Sighing, I put up a mental note to never look at the mirror again, or better still, have it taken out permanently. After all, it's not like I used it for makeup and stuff like that. I came downstairs dispas

Tracy's POV “It is nice to meet you, miss TRACIAN,” the host welcomed me with a smile. "It is my pleasure to be here," I said, equally smiling at her. "And it is even more thrilling that you opted to show up here without a mask, so tell us what prompted you to appear without a mask finally.?" She asked, her eyes flicking with enthusiasm. "Well, I thought it was finally the time to show the world who I am, don't you think?". I shrugged. She nodded knowingly. "Miss TRACIAN, I am sure it is such an honor to your fans to see the face behind the beloved brand finally. And you know, know you on a whole new level." She winked. "Everyone, this..this is me". I said with a nervous laugh. "So what inspired you to become who you are today? Her question sent me into a trance, and I suddenly asked what inspired me to become the person I am today. I thought of some template answers, but I did not want to go with template answers. I wanted an answer that would inspire people as well. "Miss

 Tracy's POV "I will take that as a compliment then" "You know it is, girl. Now, to the last question for today. She said tapping the top of her microphone lightly. "What was it like being anonymous?" 'well I was not entirely ready for the paparazzi with media and I really just wanted to live like everyother young girl."  Stelle dabbed her eyes again, but this time, there were actual tears; my words brought her to tears! I reached over to her and enveloped her in a tight embrace.  "It was really lovely to have you here Miss TRACIAN, she said as she reached over to me for yet another hiug. After she released me, I was contemplating on getting her contact info right after the interview, but on a second thought, it might be considered and seen as being unprofessional, so I swept off the thought. &n

Tracy's POV "You say you have not noticed any symptoms of high temperature or headaches?" She asked once again, looking at me. I gave her a long look; this was the second time she was asking me this same question, and my response should be the same as the one I gave earlier. "No, ma'am, I have not- "Actually, I have", Garvin said, cutting me short. “And you did not bother letting me know? In case you have forgotten, I have Kian's mom, and I have every right to know what is going on with my son," I said, raising my voice at Garvin for the first time since the three years we have been living together. It's a good thing Garvin gave me an apologetic look before proceeding to Talk to the doctor. "Ma'am, it was about earlier this week, on our way back from school. Kian complained about having a headache, You know how these kids are?" he asked no one in particular, "So I thought, hey, maybe he played a lot and got a headache from all the schoolwork." "So what did you do when he comp

Tracy's POV"You know her already? The doctor smiled."Yes, yes, I know her". I managed to say."Wonderful, now we can proceed with signing the documents needed." She said, obviously beaming with joy to Begin treatment."Um, ma'am, there is no need for signing any documents. Tracy and I go way back. Kian is practically my child." Lisa said, her voice filled with emotions.I looked at Lisa and then the doctor, unable to understand what was going on,"Lisa, when you took the excuse, did you leave to go to the doctor's office?" "Yes, Miss Tracy. She said, not daring to look at my face, "Please do not try to stop me". Turning to the doctor, "Ma'am, did you give out information about Kian? What happened to the patient-doctor confidentiality agreement?""I did not give out any information; she walked into my office and talked about being a donor. I asked for her blood type, and upon mention, it matched that of your son, that of Kian.""Lisa... How did you know that your blood would match