Category: STORIES

 

ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Last Episode

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi                                  

                         (FAREWELL)

Kelvin paused as he was about to open a door. I looked at him and he smiled down at me. He kissed my forehead and opened the door, and then I saw them. All of them! Everyone that helped in 

destroying my life! I stood still and turned my eyes to Kelvin. “I prevented them from seeing you throughout your stay here, honey, but I could not prevent this” he explained.

I sighed and faced them. I had no feelings left. I could not even feel anger, hatred or dismay; I just wanted this to be the last time I ever saw them or most of them at least.

“Amara… My baby… Amara… How are you…? I am 

sorry……” different things were thrown hurriedly by everyone; I did not even bother to know who was asking what. I just wanted to leave 

this place. But a few last words were in order.

“Please listen to me” I said, raising my voice. “I am fine. You all do not have to worry falsely about me. It is too late to worry about what I might be feeling.” I said with a vague amused look. “I am 

happy that I am seeing you all now, because I might not see you anymore, and I would be extremely happy if I never see most of you again.” Silence fell over everyone and I turned to Alex. 

I raised my amused brows at him. “So you can really be worried about me now Corper? It is funny right? Men do things to women that they would not want to happen to their own sisters. 

When you were mocking me and dishonoring me behind my back, you never knew you were doing those things against your own sister. 

Well, I am sure you would be a lesson to all men. Before you do things to women because you can, think of how you would feel if the same is done to your own sister.‟‟

I shook my head and turned to Mr. Sinja. The police officer who just happened to be my father. “Sir, I am sure you would forgive me if I can‟t call you dad now” I said and he nodded vigorously.

                  “Of course my dear…” he said.

“I was right in thinking that you had seen so many things in your life. I don‟t know half of your story and I am sorry if I would not have enough time to learn them. You look like a good man and I 

am pretty sure that you would have been a very good father if you had been given a chance.” I said.

I turned to the parents I have known all my life. “Papa, mama… I know that I have overemphasized my anger towards you and I am sorry. Even though I know that Papa never really loved me and accepted me, I still am eternally grateful to you. When I was rejected and tossed into the trash like a messed up diaper, you took me, welcomed me into your home and provided shelter for me. You 

took care of me for years and provided for me even though you had next to nothing. I would remain grateful to you for as long as I live, 

and you would never stop being my parents” I hugged my dad briefly and hugged my mum who held me tightly.

“I love you my baby… I love you so much… I am sorry.” she whispered in tears.

I saw the senator and turned to him. “Sir” I bowed my head in respect. “I instantly developed respect for you the minute I saw you. I have never seen a man as principled as you are. Even though I was not in a happy marriage, I saw you as the best father-in-law. You should hate me for what I stand for in your family but then; you are here, worried about me. I respect you sir. I really hope you find 

happiness because you deserve it more than anyone.”

I really wanted to leave but there was one person left. I turned to Mrs. Bello. I just could not smile at her. She stood shakily, looking at me. “I hated you the instant I saw you” I began without preamble. 

“You were a terrible mother-in-law but as a mother, you were worse. If there is one person I never want to set my eyes on, it is you”

“Pleeeaaaase… I am sorry…” she pleaded.

“You are not my mother; I can never accept you as my mother. 

You rejected me then, now, I am rejecting you… You hated me, now; I hate you beyond measure… You did not want me then, now I tell you, I do not and would not have any cause to need you in my life. 

You have caused so many people sadness” I shook my head. “You are not worthy to be called a mother. Please don‟t look for me. You 

won‟t find me” I said and turned to face kelvin, who was standing with Tina and Tola now. “I need to leave now”

Despite the protests of those in the room, I hastily walked out of the hospital with the only people who really mattered to me. Who says blood is thicker than water?

*******************

I stood with my luggage in the sitting room, waiting for Kelvin to enter. The door opened and he came inside. Immediately he saw me, his legs stopped moving and he stood still, looking at everything 

before him. “Where are you going to Ara?” he asked as his face grew pale.

I sighed, wondering how I was going to handle this. “I am leaving Kel, I am going away.”

He marched towards me in an instant. “What are you talking about? Where are you going?”

“Anywhere. I am going anywhere, I want to rebuild my life, on my own, putting all my garbage behind me” I was now legally divorced from Alex. All I needed was a totally new environment to 

begin my life from the scratch.

“B… But… but you can‟t go” he lamented as his arms fisted beside him. “I won‟t let you” he said on raised voice. He looked as if his life had just snapped.

This was becoming harder. I could not quite look into his eyes. 

It was hard to see him struggling for composure. “I have to do this Kelvin” I said as my eyes watered. “Staying here would make me fade out Kel. I have nothing but bad memories now and no matter 

how much I try, you have also been linked with those memories. I want to go far away, to a place where I can build new memories and forget all that has happened. You understand me Kelvin, I know you do” I held his face, forcing myself to gaze into his eyes. “I need to start all over again Kel, please don‟t stop me… please” I pleaded. Of everyone in the world, I really wanted him to understand me.

“But… But…” he sighed and walked over to the window. I stood behind him, tense and confused. His muscles vibrated with tension. I just wanted him to hold me. To tell me that he understands me… to tell me… “I love you Amara”

I froze and swallowed as his words sank in, creating a terrible ache in my chest. Kelvin turned to face me. “I love you”

“Please… please don‟t do this…” I murmured.

He smiled painfully and pulled me into his arms. My heart raced as kelvin kissed my forehead lingeringly. I have never stood this close to him before and the effect was heady and scary. He 

lowered his head and kissed my eyes. “Kelvin” I gasped as my legs threatened to give way.

Before I could think of protesting, his mouth lowered and closed over mine. The kiss was so tender and gentle that I felt I would melt like butter on hot coal. My heart threatened to break 

through my chest as his mouth moved from gentle to insistent. I held onto his neck as we kissed and I was alarmed, just thinking of the effect of what was going on. I should have nothing to do with a man, so what was I doing kissing Kelvin and not wanting it to end? 

Everything in me was screaming at me, forcing me to pull away, but I could not muster the will to do so. I wanted Kelvin‟s kiss, I needed it. 

Kelvin stopped suddenly and gazed at me with blazing, unreadable eyes. I was pretty sure my face mirrored his. His breathing was just 

as labored as mine. “Go” he said suddenly. “Be happy” he said and swallowed, moving away from me. He raked his fingers through his hair and exhaled audibly.

I swallowed hard, dragging in much needed air. “Kelvin…” I called questioningly, not sure I even wanted to leave anymore.

“Please promise me you would be fine Ara” he asked breathlessly.

I nodded. “I would take care of myself Kelvin”

He nodded. “I would take you anywhere you want”

I shook my head. “I want to do this on my own Kelvin; you have done more than enough.” He nodded again, running his fingers through his hair again. “I would see you again, I promise. But I 

would have achieved my dreams by then, so you can be proud of what I have become”.

He smiled. “I would move heaven and hell to see you again honey”.

I nodded and quickly wiped the tears that slipped off my eyes. 

I bent to pick up my two bags. I walked to the door with my heart feeling heavier than the bags. I turned to see Kelvin standing where 

he was, with his hands buried deep in his trousers. “Goodbye Kelvin”

He nodded. “Take care of yourself”

I nodded and wiped at my tears again. “I will. Take care of yourself” I said. He nodded and I quickly opened the door, lifted my bags and walked out. Breaking through your walls of pain can be 

very difficult, but when you finally succeed, you emerge stronger and better. I go to make a better person of myself; to pursue my 

dreams and gain back everything life took away from me because of my mistakes. Falling down in life is expected but how you get back up is what matters. A mistake that does not kill you makes you wiser. 

I turned to look back at the house, knowing that Kelvin was there, probably looking at me through the window. I would achieve my goals this time; I would do it for the one person who loves me 

wholeheartedly – Kelvin.

T.b.c

Season 2

Previous Episode 

 

ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Last Episode

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi                                  

                         (FAREWELL)

Kelvin paused as he was about to open a door. I looked at him and he smiled down at me. He kissed my forehead and opened the door, and then I saw them. All of them! Everyone that helped in 

destroying my life! I stood still and turned my eyes to Kelvin. “I prevented them from seeing you throughout your stay here, honey, but I could not prevent this” he explained.

I sighed and faced them. I had no feelings left. I could not even feel anger, hatred or dismay; I just wanted this to be the last time I ever saw them or most of them at least.

“Amara… My baby… Amara… How are you…? I am 

sorry……” different things were thrown hurriedly by everyone; I did not even bother to know who was asking what. I just wanted to leave 

this place. But a few last words were in order.

“Please listen to me” I said, raising my voice. “I am fine. You all do not have to worry falsely about me. It is too late to worry about what I might be feeling.” I said with a vague amused look. “I am 

happy that I am seeing you all now, because I might not see you anymore, and I would be extremely happy if I never see most of you again.” Silence fell over everyone and I turned to Alex. 

I raised my amused brows at him. “So you can really be worried about me now Corper? It is funny right? Men do things to women that they would not want to happen to their own sisters. 

When you were mocking me and dishonoring me behind my back, you never knew you were doing those things against your own sister. 

Well, I am sure you would be a lesson to all men. Before you do things to women because you can, think of how you would feel if the same is done to your own sister.‟‟

I shook my head and turned to Mr. Sinja. The police officer who just happened to be my father. “Sir, I am sure you would forgive me if I can‟t call you dad now” I said and he nodded vigorously.

                  “Of course my dear…” he said.

“I was right in thinking that you had seen so many things in your life. I don‟t know half of your story and I am sorry if I would not have enough time to learn them. You look like a good man and I 

am pretty sure that you would have been a very good father if you had been given a chance.” I said.

I turned to the parents I have known all my life. “Papa, mama… I know that I have overemphasized my anger towards you and I am sorry. Even though I know that Papa never really loved me and accepted me, I still am eternally grateful to you. When I was rejected and tossed into the trash like a messed up diaper, you took me, welcomed me into your home and provided shelter for me. You 

took care of me for years and provided for me even though you had next to nothing. I would remain grateful to you for as long as I live, 

and you would never stop being my parents” I hugged my dad briefly and hugged my mum who held me tightly.

“I love you my baby… I love you so much… I am sorry.” she whispered in tears.

I saw the senator and turned to him. “Sir” I bowed my head in respect. “I instantly developed respect for you the minute I saw you. I have never seen a man as principled as you are. Even though I was not in a happy marriage, I saw you as the best father-in-law. You should hate me for what I stand for in your family but then; you are here, worried about me. I respect you sir. I really hope you find 

happiness because you deserve it more than anyone.”

I really wanted to leave but there was one person left. I turned to Mrs. Bello. I just could not smile at her. She stood shakily, looking at me. “I hated you the instant I saw you” I began without preamble. 

“You were a terrible mother-in-law but as a mother, you were worse. If there is one person I never want to set my eyes on, it is you”

“Pleeeaaaase… I am sorry…” she pleaded.

“You are not my mother; I can never accept you as my mother. 

You rejected me then, now, I am rejecting you… You hated me, now; I hate you beyond measure… You did not want me then, now I tell you, I do not and would not have any cause to need you in my life. 

You have caused so many people sadness” I shook my head. “You are not worthy to be called a mother. Please don‟t look for me. You 

won‟t find me” I said and turned to face kelvin, who was standing with Tina and Tola now. “I need to leave now”

Despite the protests of those in the room, I hastily walked out of the hospital with the only people who really mattered to me. Who says blood is thicker than water?

*******************

I stood with my luggage in the sitting room, waiting for Kelvin to enter. The door opened and he came inside. Immediately he saw me, his legs stopped moving and he stood still, looking at everything 

before him. “Where are you going to Ara?” he asked as his face grew pale.

I sighed, wondering how I was going to handle this. “I am leaving Kel, I am going away.”

He marched towards me in an instant. “What are you talking about? Where are you going?”

“Anywhere. I am going anywhere, I want to rebuild my life, on my own, putting all my garbage behind me” I was now legally divorced from Alex. All I needed was a totally new environment to 

begin my life from the scratch.

“B… But… but you can‟t go” he lamented as his arms fisted beside him. “I won‟t let you” he said on raised voice. He looked as if his life had just snapped.

This was becoming harder. I could not quite look into his eyes. 

It was hard to see him struggling for composure. “I have to do this Kelvin” I said as my eyes watered. “Staying here would make me fade out Kel. I have nothing but bad memories now and no matter 

how much I try, you have also been linked with those memories. I want to go far away, to a place where I can build new memories and forget all that has happened. You understand me Kelvin, I know you do” I held his face, forcing myself to gaze into his eyes. “I need to start all over again Kel, please don‟t stop me… please” I pleaded. Of everyone in the world, I really wanted him to understand me.

“But… But…” he sighed and walked over to the window. I stood behind him, tense and confused. His muscles vibrated with tension. I just wanted him to hold me. To tell me that he understands me… to tell me… “I love you Amara”

I froze and swallowed as his words sank in, creating a terrible ache in my chest. Kelvin turned to face me. “I love you”

“Please… please don‟t do this…” I murmured.

He smiled painfully and pulled me into his arms. My heart raced as kelvin kissed my forehead lingeringly. I have never stood this close to him before and the effect was heady and scary. He 

lowered his head and kissed my eyes. “Kelvin” I gasped as my legs threatened to give way.

Before I could think of protesting, his mouth lowered and closed over mine. The kiss was so tender and gentle that I felt I would melt like butter on hot coal. My heart threatened to break 

through my chest as his mouth moved from gentle to insistent. I held onto his neck as we kissed and I was alarmed, just thinking of the effect of what was going on. I should have nothing to do with a man, so what was I doing kissing Kelvin and not wanting it to end? 

Everything in me was screaming at me, forcing me to pull away, but I could not muster the will to do so. I wanted Kelvin‟s kiss, I needed it. 

Kelvin stopped suddenly and gazed at me with blazing, unreadable eyes. I was pretty sure my face mirrored his. His breathing was just 

as labored as mine. “Go” he said suddenly. “Be happy” he said and swallowed, moving away from me. He raked his fingers through his hair and exhaled audibly.

I swallowed hard, dragging in much needed air. “Kelvin…” I called questioningly, not sure I even wanted to leave anymore.

“Please promise me you would be fine Ara” he asked breathlessly.

I nodded. “I would take care of myself Kelvin”

He nodded. “I would take you anywhere you want”

I shook my head. “I want to do this on my own Kelvin; you have done more than enough.” He nodded again, running his fingers through his hair again. “I would see you again, I promise. But I 

would have achieved my dreams by then, so you can be proud of what I have become”.

He smiled. “I would move heaven and hell to see you again honey”.

I nodded and quickly wiped the tears that slipped off my eyes. 

I bent to pick up my two bags. I walked to the door with my heart feeling heavier than the bags. I turned to see Kelvin standing where 

he was, with his hands buried deep in his trousers. “Goodbye Kelvin”

He nodded. “Take care of yourself”

I nodded and wiped at my tears again. “I will. Take care of yourself” I said. He nodded and I quickly opened the door, lifted my bags and walked out. Breaking through your walls of pain can be 

very difficult, but when you finally succeed, you emerge stronger and better. I go to make a better person of myself; to pursue my 

dreams and gain back everything life took away from me because of my mistakes. Falling down in life is expected but how you get back up is what matters. A mistake that does not kill you makes you wiser. 

I turned to look back at the house, knowing that Kelvin was there, probably looking at me through the window. I would achieve my goals this time; I would do it for the one person who loves me 

wholeheartedly – Kelvin.

T.b.c

Season 2

Previous Episode 

 

ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Episode 33

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi                                                                                    

    

                         (A NEW ENVIRONMENT)

.

I strolled on the street of my new residential environment, feeling exhaustion. Kelvin brought me to this apartment about a month ago just as he promised and I have been here ever since. The 

house was of moderate size and there was a woman who was in charge of maintaining the house. Apparently, Kelvin inherited the 

building from his grandfather but he hadn‟t lived there. He had instead hired Mrs. Kalu – a widowed caretaker – to keep the building in shape. The building was very fashionable but with an ancient look to it, showing that it had been built a long time ago; although, one could easily see the exquisite taste of the builder in the structure and design of the building.

But after spending a month there, I was bored half to death. I was about eight months gone and my tummy protruded like a car‟s bonnet but I feared the silence of the building was making me feel as ancient as the building itself. Mrs. Kalu was as mute as a fish, going about the house soundlessly like a ghost. Although I wished she would talk more so I don‟t feel so bored, my efforts were useless. She is the perfect definition of an Introvert with a capital ‘I’. Trying to get her to talk even worsened my state of boredom until I gave up hope. I always looked forward to Kelvin‟s visits which were not so often. I always found myself missing him immediately he stood up to leave. I never mentioned my boredom to him because I would not want him to think I am not grateful for his help. Quite the opposite, if not for Kelvin, I have no idea where I would be now. Probably dumped in one of the worst graves in town, I presume. Kelvin is a funny and interesting company and I found myself drawing closer to him with each passing day. He visits once or twice a week, depending on his work schedule.

I sighted a church as I strolled – the only church on the street –and for the first time, I stopped. I always passed by the church without a glance but now, I stopped to gaze at the building. I raised 

my eyes to the signboard and read. „God‟s Love‟. I shook my head again. The name of the church seemed unusual. I had always heard of God‟s immense love for humanity which made him sacrifice his only child; but thinking about it, I don‟t think I deserve that love. I have made mistakes; the worst kind of mistakes. I don‟t think God can love the likes of me. I blinked and turned away from the church.

I walked back to the house and sat in the sitting room. I seemed to have a fixed routine: eat, watch TV, stroll, watch TV, eat, watch TV, sleep. The number of times I watched TV was staggering and 

tiring. I really wished I had books to read but there was none and I definitely could not imagine myself asking Kelvin for it; he has done more than enough. Although, I tried to while away time by cooking 

and doing the laundry, Mrs. Kalu would have none of it, stating that she had been given express orders to make sure I did nothing stressful. It was irritating because the woman, though mute, was firm and unshakeable; even Kelvin would not listen to reason. Little did they know that my idle state was posing more stress than any physical activity could. Reluctantly, I accepted my state of 

joblessness, hoping that I don‟t die of boredom.

I sensed a movement close to me and raised my eyes to see Mrs. Kalu approaching me with her face as straight as an arrow. “Lunch is served” she stated.

I don‟t think I have ever heard the woman utter a statement above ten words; it was like she was economizing her words. “Thank you ma” I said, smiling gratefully. It was such a burden to have this elderly woman attending to my needs. I missed my mother – or fake mother, as the case might be. 

“You are welcome” she said and turned back, retreating to her room, where she almost always stayed.

I went to the dinning and started eating. The good side of her is that her meals are always perfect. I never could refuse any of her meals. As I started eating, I heard the familiar sound of Kelvin‟s car 

and frowned. Kelvin had never visited on a Thursday and having him around now was as relieving as it was worrisome.

I left my half-finished food and walked hastily to the door. As much as I was happy that I would have a great company to drive away the boredom I was feeling, I was slightly worried, just thinking 

of why he was coming on a Thursday when he clearly stated once that Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays were his busiest days. Was he coming to tell me that he no longer wanted to help me or what? I would not be surprised. I am too much baggage to take on.

I opened the door and truly, Kelvin was walking towards the entrance, looking more handsome than before. It was like he grew more handsome with each passing day. He was carrying a bag and I 

wanted to collect it from him but I could not do anything but stare at him.

“Hey beautiful” he called. “You still find me handsome?” he asked with a grin.

I shook my head. “You are still too full of yourself?” I returned with a smile. “Can I help you?” I asked referring to the bag he was carrying. 

His smile widened. “If only I can help you with the one you are carrying” he said.

I shook my head and hid a smile, giving him a straight look that did not last long. He was always teasing me about my pregnancy, never for once mentioning the paternity of the child and I was grateful for that. I only wish it could be easily forgotten, because for as long as I live and see the child, I would always remember what he stands for. “Well, you arrive just in time to join me for lunch. Eating alone can be so tedious” I said as we entered.

I heard him make a sound and I knew he was at it again. “Is it eating with company that you really enjoy or eating with ‘my’ company?” 

I shook my head, grateful that he was behind me; he would not be able to see my ridiculous grin. “You are impossible.”

He laughed heartily. “You look spectacular when you grin”I totally ignored him and my face which flamed at his compliment and sat down at the dinning with Kelvin pulling out the chair like a real gentleman instead of the ladies‟ man that he was. I 

stopped him from serving himself and insisted on serving him. “If having a wife feels like this, I might as well get married as soon as possible” he said and I laughed, placing the food before him.

“It is a wonder you are still single, getting ladies should be as easy as the road to hell” I said.

Kelvin laughed. “Oh, I see. My charm is working on you now, isn’t‟t it?” he raised a brow.

“You wish” I returned. He shook his head with a knowing smile on his face and I wanted to slap that smug look out of his face. 

Oh men! Too full of themselves! We ate in companionable silence but I noticed the seemingly innocent glances he shot my way; probably 

because I was glancing at him also. I noticed a little tension in him. 

Despite his carefree flirtatious attitude, I still sensed a little tension in him; especially when we ate in silence.

Mrs. Kalu miraculously surfaced as we finished our meal and her surprise was evident when she saw Kelvin but it only lasted a few seconds after which her face rearranged into its usual straight 

form. “Never knew you were here sir” she said with a faded smile on her face. “You are welcome” she said as she cleared the table.

“Thank you Mrs. K” Kelvin said.

“Thank you ma, the meal was delicious as always” I said and 

she smiled. I have noticed that the only time she really smiled was when someone praised her cooking skills.

“I almost bit my tongue” Kelvin emphasized with a boyish smile.

    

“Thanks” she said smiling and quickly retreated to the kitchen

Kelvin and I sat on the couch in the sitting room, staring at the television without actually seeing it. I had the vague impression that he was hiding something from me and my instincts always prove 

right; when I follow it, that is. “Spit it out Kel, what are you hiding?”

He smiled. “I love it when you call me that”I frowned. “I am not smiling now Kelvin, what do you want to tell me? I know there is something” I demanded.

He sighed. “Ok. Someone came to see me in my office some days back” he began and his face took on a serious look, shedding the playboy look he always had on.

“And?” I asked nervously.

“He is a police officer – Detective Sinja. Following what you told me, I guess that is the man who secured Lisa‟s arrest” he said. 

“Well, he came asking to see you. I wondered how he discovered that I had any dealings with you but he is a police officer and they have their means of getting information.”

I breathed. “What does he want?” I asked nervously. The last thing I wanted was to face anyone from my past. Kelvin had convinced me to forget about all that happened and try to build new memories, seeing ghosts from the past might be a good step in the wrong direction.

“He wants to meet you” he said with a concerned look. “He said you both have unfinished business. I guess he is referring to Lisa‟s case” he said.

I nodded. “I have not visited the station once ever since she was arrested” I said.

“What are we going to do?” he asked. 

I looked at him. He always used that word – „we‟. He always saw my problems as his own responsibility too and I wondered how I could ever repay him for willingly caring, I will go with him and be done with it. I am withdrawing my charges against Lisa. 

If she had gone through with her plan, as evil as it was, I would have been saved from a great level of pain” I said, internally apologizing to my child.

“Are you sure honey? You shouldn‟t go through any form of stress in your condition”

I smiled. “I am not made of glass Kel, I am sure”

T.b.c

Next Episode

Previous Episode 

 

ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Episode 31

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi                                                                                    

    

              

                         (JOURNEY)

Alex entered his father‟s house and slammed the door behind him in anger, shaking the house. His mother who was busy pacing 

the length of the sitting room froze in her strides as her son stormed into the sitting room. 

“Alex” she called nervously.

“No” he barked. “Don‟t ever call my name. You have destroyed 

my life. What sort of a mother are you?”

“I am sorry my son; I am so sorry” she cried.

“My son? Don‟t ever call me that! I would be extremely glad to hear that you are not my mother. You are not worthy to be called a 

mother” he roared. “I always boasted of you but now, I am forced to 

realize that you are just a filthy harlot. My sister! I married my sister” 

he exclaimed in complete bewilderment. “She is carrying my child” 

he yelled again. “Oh God!!! A product of incest”

Mrs. Bello did not even bother to hinder her flowing tears. “I 

am sorry” she cried.

“Sorry?” he returned. “Is that all you can say? Would that 

change anything? You destroyed the lives of your children. You 

threw a child away! A human being! And now, I am expecting a child 

from my sister. I have always wanted a sibling or a sister but now, I 

am married to her. Imagine, I unknowingly placed a bet on my 

sister‟s pride and innocence. What goes around comes around right? 

I have unknowingly stabbed myself in the back. I am as guilty as you 

are” he declared in anger.

“She is your half-sister” she said.

“Half?” he roared in laughter. “The word „sister‟ is still there. 

How can you still speak? I hate you just as much as I hate myself. 

You are the worst thing that ever happened to me”

______________

I opened my eyes and everything my eyes saw was white. Yes! 

I have heard of heaven and this was no doubt heaven. I have never 

seen any place as white and an unfamiliar cool breeze blew me, 

making me feel good. But there is a problem. Why does it feel like I 

have been breaking firewood for a very long time? I wondered 

vaguely. My open eyes opened wider and for the first time, I noticed 

a fan above my head. This couldn‟t be heaven! I shouldn‟t feel so 

weak in heaven; neither should I see a ceiling fan, I thought vaguely.

A rumbling sound came from my side and for the first time, I 

tried turning my head to see the cause of the noise but the pain I 

received from my neck almost made me pass out. What is wrong? 

Everything seemed blank. A face appeared before me and I had to 

focus on the face. The guy before me was exceedingly handsome and 

I remembered vaguely that only two men have seemed that way to 

me. Kelvin? What on earth am I doing with him? A deep frown 

crossed my face, matching his equally worried and slightly frowning 

face, and my brain started racing.

“Easy now” Kelvin whispered in his baritone voice. “I am glad you are finally awake” a soft smile touched his face and he seemed to 

relax a bit. He brushed what I assumed to be a strand of my hair out 

of my face and my frown deepened as the situation became 

confusing.

I opened my mouth to talk and my mouth felt so heavy

“You don‟t have to talk honey” Kelvin said hastily

Honey? I wondered in alarm. Despite my distress and sore 

throat, I forced my mouth open. “Where am I?” I whispered in pain.

He gave me a weak smile. “In a hospital. You have been here for more than a day now. You need your rest. Let me get the doctor”

He scrambled out of the room and all I could do was stare blankly after him. My brain ran wild with thoughts, trying to come 

up with a suitable explanation. What on earth am I doing in a hospital? I wondered. And of all the people in the world, why should  

Kelvin be here with me? I raised my hand weakly and rubbed it 

against my throbbing neck and all of a sudden, it all came flooding 

my senses. I almost jumped out of the bed but all I succeeded in 

doing was jerking into a sitting position. My eyes became dizzy and I 

swayed even in my sitting position. The door jerked open and Kelvin 

walked in with a doctor. He hastened to my side. “You should be 

lying down” he scolded and gently pushed me to a lying position 

before the doctor got to my side.

The doctor loomed over me and smiled. “How are you feeling 

miss?” he asked.

“Angry” I replied in anger. “What am I still doing on earth? 

Who is the unfortunate person who saved my equally unfortunate 

self from dying?” I spat out despite the difficulty I encountered from 

talking. 

Kelvin looked at me. He did not look hurt, instead he looked 

very worried. “If you put it that way, I guess I am the fortunate 

person because it would be highly unfortunate if I allowed such a 

spectacular person slip from the face of the earth”

“Well, that is so unfortunate” I returned. “You should have

minded your own business, because if you have, I would be spared 

the trauma of staying alive.” As my own words sank in, I began to 

see the truth in those words. But they would not understand, would 

they? They would not know that suicide is a great option for me, 

would they? They would not know that there were times when death 

is the best option.

I fully looked at Kelvin for the first time, and apart from 

noticing his handsome features, I noticed that his hair was slightly 

longer than most men‟s, just long enough to envelope my fingers, I 

thought strangely. A faint smile crossed his face. “I am glad you are 

checking me out because if you see something you like, you might 

consider living” 

                     That statement effectively drove my thoughts away from my 

failed suicide. I raised my brow. “Even if I was checking you out, 

what makes you think I like what I see uhn? I don‟t see anything I 

feel I should like” I returned cheekily.

Instead of frowning, he actually grinned. “Oh, I am sure you 

like what you see”

I resisted shaking my head, knowing it would hurt like hell. 

“You are just too full of yourself if you think so”

“No, sweetheart. The way your fingers twitched when you 

looked at my hair was a telltale sign that you liked what you saw a lot” he said grinning.

I froze slightly and quickly gave him a blank look. “You are just imagining things”

He smiled. “A really good imagination that must be.”

I sighed and shifted my eyes to the doctor who seemed to have 

also been infected with the „grinning‟ disease. I sighed again. “I have 

seen grinning faces enough to last me a lifetime. It is just ironic that I find nothing substantial enough to grin about” I said in annoyance

“Watching you are a good cause to grin” Kelvin said before the 

doctor had his mouth open.

“Absolutely” I exclaimed. “My life is such a terrible heap of 

mess, if I were not the mess, I am sure I would also be laughing. I 

don‟t blame you guys for doing that”

The smile on their faces wiped out. “You know that is not what 

I mean” he said seriously.

“Well, it is a delight to see that you are not whining about pain 

and distress like every other woman in your situation would, and 

that is why we are smiling. You are interesting to watch, you are 

almost making me forget my professional etiquettes” the doctor said.

I winced. “You cannot imagine just how interesting I am; my 

life could make a fantastic movie. In fact, I won‟t be surprised if a 

movie is in the making just because of me” I said as my predicament

loomed over me. The smiles on their faces were non-existent again. I 

looked at Kelvin. “Don‟t expect me to thank you for preventing my 

death because you did not do me a favour, you just succeeded giving 

me another chance at pain and tears. Don‟t worry, I am already used 

to tears.”

Silence reigned until the doctor cleared his throat and went 

about his duty, fussing over me like I was puppy in distress. “You are 

responding well. You should be out of here in another twenty four 

hours. This should at least calm Kelvin down; he has been glued to 

you like a second skin”

Although this was no good news to me, I had to blame myself 

for the haughty way I have been behaving. No matter what my 

problem might be, these people were at least showing some kindness 

and I ought to show some gratitude.

“I know what you are thinking” Kelvin said suddenly. “You 

promised not to thank me and I am holding you to your word. I hate 

being appreciated, it makes me feel ancient. Now, stop thinking too 

much”

I blushed slightly, wondering why I always felt on guard and 

spontaneous with this guy. He always gets me on my toes, ranting 

like an idiot and saying some things that I don‟t really mean. “You 

don‟t have to stay here” I said quietly. “Please go, I would be fine.

He smiled. “I won‟t give you a chance to repeat what you did. I 

am going to make sure that you and your child are protected. Once 

you get out of here, you are coming with me.” I opened my mouth. 

“No arguments” he said, silencing me, not with his words but with 

his look. “If you can‟t take care of yourself, I would gladly do that for you. I won‟t watch the flower wither before my very eyes” he said quietly, reminding me of the last time I saw him. I swallowed 

painfully and sighed.

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     “Bello” Mrs. Bello called softly as she approached her husband 

in fear. They have not shared a word since the whole confession took 

place. Mr. Bello did not move a muscle as he read the newspaper. He 

opened a page and did not even seem to notice the presence of his 

wife.

“Please talk to me Bello. When would we talk about this? I am 

sorry” she said in tears.

He remained quiet and she shifted nervously. “Would you ever forgive me?‟‟

He raised his eyes to her and finally opened her mouth and talked. “We are strangers and we would continue to live that way until I am able to get a divorce” Mrs. Bello gasped in shock. “Just tell 

me something” he continued. “Who did you cheat on me with?” he asked. “Who is Amara‟s father? Or are they many?” he asked with a sneer.

She swallowed and took a step back.

“It is Habeeb”

He frowned deeply. “Which Habeeb?”

“Habeeb Sinja; my former driver” she declared.

.

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ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Episode 29

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi                                                                                    

    

                     (IT WILL NEVER HAPPENED AGAIN)

Now, Mrs. Bello could fully agree that nothing is hidden under 

the sun. You might hide it for a while but a secret would always 

bounce to the surface sooner or later. She had thought that that 

mistake with Habeeb was gone and gone forever and that her secret 

had been successfully buried, but now, she had to face the glaring reality of the situation at hand. Her mistake of years back was back, 

and not only was it back to taunt her, but it was ready to destroy everything and everyone in its path. The woman had given the baby girl a permanent black (+) mark at the back of her left ear. She had told her that it might be very helpful in future and that it was always important to have a mark on the child with which the child can be 

identified, in case her path crossed with her child in future. She had prayed it never happened then but now, it was obvious that her prayer has gone unanswered. If Amara was truly that unwanted 

child of hers, then…

 “Oh No!” she said with a sickly pale face. “My son cannot be married to my daughter” she whispered in fright. She shook her head. “No! It is a coincidence” she tried to reassure herself. “Amara 

can NEVER be my child. My Daughter cannot be married to my son. 

It has to be a coincidence”

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I sat at the edge of the bed and put my head in my hands. Try as I may, I could not forget the scenario of the past hour. What could have been Mrs. Bello‟s problem? I knew my mother-in-law was so 

harsh and wicked but she had seemed almost insane. She had been totally different from the composed woman I knew her to be and she 

had looked completely shaken and scared. 

And she had noticed my birthmark! It was totally confusing. 

She not only noticed the birthmark, it seemed to be the main reason why she was agitated and scared. Thinking about the drama again, 

my brain was in overdrive. It almost looked as if Mrs. Bello recognized my birthmark! I frowned and shook my head as I stood up to wash my face in the bathroom, hoping that it would at least 

clear my mumbled thoughts. It didn‟t though.

I had only been able to see the mark with the aid of a mirror and the feel of my fingers. Why did it seem as though my mother-in-law knew the mark? And why had my mother seemed uncomfortable by it? She had remained uncomfortable even after 

Mrs. Bello‟s departure, until she finally left with my dad. The whole drama was beginning to confuse me and I hoped something would distract me from my thoughts before I run mad from thinking too 

much.

I heard a knock and heaved a sigh of relief, ordering the person to come in without even noticing the difference in the knocking 

pattern. The door opened and I was so surprised to see Alex. It was so surprising that I found myself gaping idiotically. 

“Sorry to disturb you Amara” he said, gaining my attention.

I blinked several times to gather my scattered wits. “What do you want with me Alex” I was impressed that my voice was very firm.

He stood straight, confident as ever, but he looked a bit uneasy. 

“I… I have not wished you happy birthday, and I wanted to do so before you went to bed” he said.

I stared in surprise. I have had too many surprises in one day. 

First, he said I was pretty, now, he is wishing me happy birthday. 

“Why do you want to do that?” I asked.

He shrugged, “I just wanted to” he responded.

I did not know what it was, but somehow, he looked different. 

For a second, I could almost glimpse the man I had fallen in love with in the village. Did he think that he could win me over by being sweet? I almost laughed. The easily deceived Amara was already 

gone, replaced by a cautious one. “Why? You want to acquire my sympathy? Since Lisa is not home, you are looking for a woman to share your bed right?” I laughed. He looked a bit hurt but I really 

wanted to slap his face for his audacity. “I am not a fool Alex, I have a brain, and neither am I an object of sexual sport. If you are looking 

for someone to roll with in your bed, go outside and get one, I am not available for such rubbish. Now, can you leave my room?” I boomed 

in a perfectly pitched voice, with my feet tapping the floor in anger.

For some seconds, he stood there, frozen. He looked at me and I stared back boldly until he finally turned, opened the door and left. I breathed deeply and sank onto the bed.

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The senator stared at his wife, who sat opposite him in the dinning, trying hard to eat her food. He saw the shake in her hands and watched her trembling lips as the half-filled forks went in 

periodically. It was already hours since they arrived home, yet, they   have not exchanged a single word. He smiled to himself and 

pretended to concentrate on his food, making noticeable noise with his cutleries. 

“I am sure you have come up with a perfect explanation for your actions earlier” he said, seeming unconcerned. “Tell me Kate, 

what lie would you tell me?”

He heard the fork drop from his wife‟s fingers and refused to raise his eyes from his plate. “What… what do you mean?” 

He raised his eyes slowly. “You know what I mean Katherine. 

What was the meaning of your display earlier? I sense there is something you are hiding from me” he said bluntly.

She fixed a brave look on her face and faced him. “Without listening to me, you assumed I was planning to tell you that? Are you calling me a liar? Why would I need to lie to you?” she looked hurt.

The senator decided to go subtle. “I am sorry then. Can you now explain the drama?”

“Yes!” she declared. “I told you, didn‟t i? I told you it was a bad idea to allow that girl marry Alex. Did you see that mark behind her ear? It is a diabolic sign; only incarnates have that mark behind the 

ear.” She said.

The senator looked at his wife in complete surprise. “Kate! 

Since when did you start believing in all these trash? You said you do not believe in witches or stuffs like that, and now, you know the marks?”

“I don‟t forget things, a friend told me that mermaid queens exist in the normal world and they destroy the lives of people they are associated with. She told me of the mark. Just imagine, since she came into the family, Alex has turned into something else. She destroyed the relationship between Lisa and Alex, now; she is making you turn against him. Now you have suspended him from  your own company. Isn‟t that enough proof? You need to drive her out of our lives. She is evil” she declared.

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Today, the Senator slept in his room without his wife. They had had a heated argument over a totally bizarre issue. Nothing his wife 

could say could convince him that Amara was a „mami-water‟ or whatever it was that his wife was insisting she actually is. Nothing 

she did could also make him agree with the fact that their son needed to divorce her. Maybe the reason why he could not make himself 

believe anything she said was because he knew her too well. She gets shaky and tense when she is hiding something really important, and 

would always hide secrets under believable shades of lies. It was disheartening that he never could trust his own wife to be completely 

honest with him. A lot of times, he wondered why he married her, and now was one of those times. Katherine was keeping something 

from him, and if all her fretting was any indication, this was not something small. What he did not know was what Amara had to do 

with this. What was it about Amara that unsettled Katherine so much? He had never seen his wife this distressed before; she was 

almost like a moth skipping through fire. No doubt, Mr. Bello surmised, that birthmark was the key to this. That plus mark definitely had a history if his wife had looked ghostly immediately 

she saw it. The ridiculous explanation of Amara being with an evil spirit was senseless to him. He needed to find out what this was all 

about.

Finally decided, he picked up his phone and dialed the number of a secret private investigator. He waited patiently until the investigator picked up. Without waiting for pleasantries, he went 

straight to the point. “Luke, see me in my office tomorrow. I need you to do something for me”

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“What the hell is the matter with you?” Toba asked in anger. 

“Are you really sure there is nothing going on between you and your village bet? You seem to have changed”. 

“Of course there is nothing going on, besides, even if I want it to, Amara would not accept anything with me on a platter of gold” Alex retorted feeling anger creep into him as he remembered the way 

his own wife chased him out of her room like a piece of trash.

“Why do I have a feeling that you already want it?” Toba bellowed.

Alex fixed Toba an angry questioning look. “And why does it seem to bother you so much?” he asked.

Toba glowered at him. “Why should it not bother me? You come running to me for help, yet I give you advices and you don‟t follow them. Don‟t come bothering me if you would always do what 

you want to do”

Alex‟ eyes narrowed. “You asked me to beat her up, see where that led me?” he returned in anger.

“The only thing I see here is that you have become a chicken just because of that thing you keep in your house. She is keeping you on your toes like a puppet. When did you become so soft?” Toba 

bellowed, looking at Alex as if he could not quite believe he was the one.

“Say that one more time and I would show you how unsoft I am with my fist” he said with clenched fists. He looked just as dangerous as Toba knew he was, or used to be before Amara surfaced.

“Oh, you can display your fists here but when you see Amara, you turn to jelly” he spat out.

“I am warning you Toba”

Toba saw the telltale flash in Alex‟s eyes and knew he had to tread softly if he would be leaving the bar without a swollen eye. He sighed. “Alex. All I am saying is that this girl is too small to keep you  locked firmly in her small palm, how old is she? She just clocked twenty!” she exclaimed like he could not quite believe it. “You are a 

whooping five years older, yet she seems to be the boss in that little house of yours, where is your edge? Why can‟t you put her in her 

place?”

Alex grimaced. “I let her have her way. I have really destroyed her life”

Toba‟s frown deepened. “And now you are regretting your actions!” he exclaimed in bewilderment. “Are you sure something is 

not wrong with you? What has that girl done to you?”

Alex stared long at Toba. His coming to meet his friend was not helping matters at all. After listening to his friend rant and rave like a 

frozen dock, he was certain that he would not be able to help him in 

any way; not like he had been of any help ever since. To be sincere, 

Alex did not know the type of help he sought. His head had been in 

the clouds lately and he was beginning to wonder at what he actually 

needed. “I think I need to go home now” he said, paid the bill and stood up. Toba shook his head and trailed after him.

“You are being pathetic Alex. What do you plan on doing about Lisa uhn? You did not get her out of jail until her poor parents were able to pull the required strings to get her out on bail. When she 

surfaces, you would be in for it; remember, Amara is not the only one carrying your child in her womb” he said with piercing clarity.

Alex swallowed as he marched to his car. “You don‟t have to remind me that I have two babies on the way; if I don‟t remember, who will?”

“I think the only child you remember is that of the little whore in your house. How sure are you that the child is even yours?”

Alex stopped suddenly and fixed Toba with a firm glare. “As much as I am not overjoyed at the prospect of having a baby at this early stage of my life, I know the child is mine. The reason is simple I was the one who made her a woman, and there was no other  person, I assure you. She has never lied to me, despite all I have done; I am the only lying party here, that much cannot be denied” he said and entered his car without waiting for another annoying comment from his friend.

As Alex drove home, his anger grew until it became gravely unbearable. He almost started soliloquizing in anger as he drove 

home. What angered him most was that Toba had been right. He had changed! Even the blind would see it vividly. He could not tell what 

triggered it. He was beginning to blame himself for what he did to Amara; and why? He could not even tell. Maybe because Amara had 

picked up her pieces so bravely, doing the damnest to put the past behind her. Or maybe it was because she had become so bold that she 

now had the effrontery to stand up to him; even Lisa could not that effectively as Amara did; it was as annoying as it was amusing. It 

was probably her growing beauty that was getting to his head, he mused. With each passing day, she grew in beauty and it was not half as annoying as it was fascinating. It was even more surprising 

that she was that way with the bulging pregnancy.

Alex rubbed his palm over his face and stroked his thumb against his day‟s growth of beards, in frustration. He did not understand what was going on. There was this strange feeling he had 

towards Amara that could not be named. He felt a strange connection between them. It was not a feeling he identified with. He had loved 

before, yes, but he was did not think this growing feeling was love. 

On the contrary, he would have known instantly if it was love; or

wouldn‟t he? Lisa did not hold his heart, there was just this strong sexual attraction between them that Alex could not do away with. He 

had loved a woman only once in his life and got burnt from it. But now, what was this that he was developing for Amara? He groaned 

in frustration. He hated something he could not name or identify 

more than anything. He sighed and drove into the compound………..

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I adjusted my silk night robe about my body as I walked the stairs to grab a cup of water. I was finding it difficult to sleep. It 

was one of those nights when my memories would come floating back through my mind emotions all worked up. Many times, I thought I had gotten past the hurt and anger and bitterness, 

that I have them successfully locked away never to resurface; but more often than not, they always came back to haunt me, especially 

when I find myself alone in my massive bedroom.

As I walked fully into the sitting room, I found Alex sitting at the mini bar in the sitting room, drinking. His head turned and his 

eyes bore into me as I stood transfixed, staring back at him. 

“Are you willing to join the party?” he slurred. “It seems you also could not find sleep”

I noticed the drunken state he was in by the way his voice dragged. I shook my head slightly. “It startles me that everything I knew about you was wrong” I said in amused anger. “So you are also 

a drunkard”

His posture still seemed composed even though he was obviously drunk. Only his voice could make someone realize it. “I am not drunk madam, only tipsy” he said and raised a half-filled cup. 

“You should join me”

I eyed him. “You are pathetic, you know? You need help” I said as I made my way to the dispenser.

He smiled. “Yeah! I need help to get to my bedroom safely. My legs feel shaky”

I hissed. “You can sleep on the bar, even sleep on your feet; it is none of my concern” I drank my water and replaced the cup. Out of 

the corner of my eyes, I saw Alex rise to his feet. He seemed stable enough until he took a step and swayed. My first instinct was to 

hurriedly grab him but I caught myself in time. „I don‟t care‟ I told  myself again. I don‟t care if he falls and breaks his pretty nose; it 

won‟t mean a thing to me!

He closed his eyes tight for some seconds and later opened them. He seemed to be trying to keep his gaze straight. He took four 

unstable steps again and nearly fell over; before I knew it, I was at his side. Realizing it, I became so angry; more at myself that him. I should happily watch him fall without helping him. I should even 

walk over his fallen body; so why am I here, worried that he might hurt himself by falling over? I sighed slightly and grabbed his hand 

roughly. I but it around my neck roughly, supporting him with my shoulder. “I guess it would not hurt to prevent you from breaking 

your neck” I said as I dragged him up the stairs in anger.

He smiled annoyingly. “I guess you still care about my neck” he drawled.

I felt the great urge to topple him down the stairs. “It would be better if you keep your mouth shut if not, I would gladly watch your head roll down the stairs.

He continued smiling but kept quiet. I had a cause to enter his 

room for the second time since I entered the house and it brought 

back the remembrance of the terrible day Alex told me I was nothing 

more than a bet. My teeth bit into my lips as I shook away the 

overwhelming emotions and anger that took over me. I practically tumbled Alex onto the bed and straightened.

Alex looked sleepily at me. “It feels so good to have your arms around me again” he said with half open eyes.

I stiffened and almost slapped him at that. Controlling myself with great difficulty, I turned to leave. “Savor it while you can cause it would never happen again, you can count on it”. I exited the room and slammed the door shut……….

T.b.c

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ENDLESS TEARS

Endless Tears – Episode 16 & 17

Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again

Genres: Billionaire, Deceit

Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage

Written by Adeola Nissi       

                  

                 (THE PLAN)

The slight noise I heard coming from the sitting room the next 

day was enough to rouse my attention and lift my eyes from the book 

I was occupying myself with. I had been advised by the hospital 

nurses to get the book titled „Every Woman‟ and Tina had helped me 

purchase it from a nearby bookshop. The book proved to possess a 

lot of stunning information; however, as I read it to divert my 

depressing thoughts, the continuous noise from the sitting room was 

proving a strong distraction. I placed the book on my bed, opened 

face down, in order to know where I stopped. I opened the door to 

my bedroom and walked curiously down the stairs. Alex‟s voice 

became clear to me even before I got to the stairs, and then I heard 

her voice.

“Oh no” I whispered. “Do I have to deal with this witch 

again?” I asked, like answers would come from the walls. I got to the 

stairs and what I saw below was enough to make me take the stairs 

two at a time, without minding my condition. There were boxes 

sprawled everywhere almost enough to fill the massive sitting room. 

I watched absently as Alex monitored the movements of the traveling 

boxes, looking overwhelmingly tired. The driver was also there, with 

Tina and Tola, carrying out the orders of Alex and Lisa. Despite the 

exhausted expressions of everyone there, Lisa, on the other hand, 

looked like a magazine model in her trouser gown. I did not have the 

time to even envy her beauty as I landed on solid ground and 

confronted the rather confusing scene.

“What is going on here?” I interrupted their subtle 

conversation.

Lisa smiled at me. “What does it look like?” she asked with a 

satisfied superior look on her face.

  I cast a glance around. “It certainly looks like someone is about 

to open a box selling business. What I don‟t know is if this house 

would be the shop” I said smugly.

“Well, I don‟t blame your slow brain. You never did go beyond 

secondary school after all. Oh wait! You did not even finish 

secondary school” she laughed heartily and I felt my anger rise. I so 

wanted to grab her weave-on and tear it off her scalp. I forcefully 

looked beyond her at Alex who was also looking at me.

“She is moving in Amara” he mouthed.

“Excuse me?”

Lisa grinned as she stared at my pale face. “You heard him, or 

do you have ear defects also? I am moving in. Just as you can‟t afford 

to have your bastard child in your parent‟s house, or hut, as the case 

may be, I have no intention of delivering my precious little angel…” 

she rubbed her flat tummy. “… Outside the father‟s house” she 

smiled at Alex. “Our wedding arrangements are ongoing and I 

believe we would be married soon” she declared.

The very ground rocked under my feet as I stared unseeing at 

the pair in front of me. I went rock still and Lisa, after waiting 

fruitlessly for a response, turned to Alex. “I think we should take 

these bags upstairs now.”

“You are out of your mind if you think you would be living 

here” I countered. “Are you crazy?” I roared. “No, correction. Are 

you both crazy? You seem to think I am a fool, right?”

Alex looked angry but Lisa was quick to talk. “No. I don‟t think 

you are a fool, I know you are. You think I won‟t live here?” she 

laughed. “Watch me” she mouthed. I swallowed and blinked back 

angry tears. It is times like this that I wish I wasn‟t so emotional. Why 

on earth should I cry at this junction? Anger at myself and the 

delectable two in front of me almost ran me mad. Lisa pecked Alex 

on the cheeks and played with top button of his shirt, tracing his 

chest in the process. “Am I going to be staying in your room with you?” she asked with a coy smile and my ears suddenly started 

working perfectly.

Alex went still for a nanosecond, and then shook his head. 

“These bags, coupled with my own clothes would make the room 

clumsy. You can choose any room you want” he said. She looked 

disappointed for some seconds, then she seemed to brighten up like a 

fresh idea had popped into her head.

“Any room?” she asked again and he nodded.

I swallowed. He had said the same thing to me. What the hell 

was going on here? I had stated once that he was probably a baby-

making factory; I couldn‟t have been more accurate. I wondered how 

many women would pour into the house, claiming that Alex was 

breeding a new life in their womb. Tears of hurt burned in my eyes as 

Lisa ran upstairs like an excited puppy. “I am going to choose the 

best room, the best” she squealed as she went.

I faced Alex who did not even spare me a glance. He dismissed 

me like I was not even relevant and my anger bubbled. “Are you not 

going to offer an explanation for what is going on here Alex?” I 

bellowed as confused angry tears rolled down my cold cheeks.

He looked bored when he turned to face me. “What else is there 

to explain again?” he sighed out. “Listen Amara, I am really 

exhausted. There should be nothing to worry about. This house is so 

big; a thousand people would live here conveniently. Luckily for you, 

you are used to staying in your room, so I guess it would be very 

easy to ignore her presence in the house.”

My eyes widened. “Are you being seriously vain or what? How 

dare you disrespect me in such manner? No matter the circumstances 

of our marriage, the fact remains that we are married and I would not 

have you drag me in the mud by flaunting another woman before 

me. I won‟t allow it” I yelled on top of my lungs. God! Where is 

death when I really need it? 

“Oh woman, would you stop yelling? You don‟t have the right 

to allow or disallow anything in my house. I fail to see what your 

problem is. I thought this issue was over and done with.” He glared 

at me and opened his mouth to speak and suddenly realized that we 

had an audience. He turned to glare at Tina, Tola and the driver, 

Raman. He ordered them to start packing the luggage upstairs into 

any room that Lisa picked, then he turned back to me. He reduced his 

voice until it was a whisper. “We have an agreement Amara. If I 

remember correctly, we both have the liberty to do whatsoever we so 

wished. This is my house and I have the right to bring in whoever I 

deem fit. Lisa has as much rights as you have in this house, if not 

more, because she is obviously more sophisticated than you are and I 

don‟t need signed documents where she is concerned. Stop making 

this hard on yourself, just accept things the way they are because if 

you push me, I would make rash decisions, and trust me, no amount 

of threat by my father would stop me from kicking you out, together 

with that thing you are carrying” he glared at me, and all I could do 

was look at him. He was practically grinding my heart until it was as 

smooth as paste. My heart ached painfully as I reeled from the impact 

of his words.

“Baby” Lisa‟s voice called from the top of the stairs and Alex 

raised his eyes to her.

“Have you found the room that suits you Lisa?” Alex asked.

“I have” she said, with a smug mischievous smile on her face. 

“But I fear it is being occupied” she said.

“What do you mean?” Alex asked, not quite following what was being said.

“Baby, Tola was kind enough to tell me that the room is being occupied by that thing beside you. That is the only room that catches my fancy. It is ironic that the dirty village girl has eyes for good 

things” she said. 

“You won‟t dare” I challenged.

Alex must have noticed the strain because he said, “Really dear? But that room is small, not as big as the remaining rooms. 

Besides, you always told me that you liked the room beside mine.”

She frowned and quickly smiled. “Yeah baby, but you have to admit that when I said that, I was not thinking of living here. Now 

that I am made to choose, only two rooms appeal to me; that room and your room. So Alex, it is either I have that room, or I stay with 

you” she stated firmly.

I watched stupefied as Alex turned to me with an apologetic 

look. He opened his mouth but I was quick to silence him. “Don‟t 

you dare say what I think you are about to say. Don‟t you dare?”

“I am sorry” he began but his phone interrupted. He picked 

instantly. My brain was racing from the multiple things happening 

all at once. What the hell was going on? I felt like I had been going 

round in circles for God knows how long. The effect of it made me 

dizzy. Am I the only one the devil has his eyes on?

Alex seemed to have ended his call and he glanced at Lisa, not 

even looking at me. “I have to get back to the office” he said. “Get 

settled and feel at home, sweetheart” he said with a smile. One that 

resembled the ones he used to capture my heart back in the village. 

Lisa walked down the steps, hugged him tight and gave him a loud 

exaggerated kiss. I felt like squeezing the life out of her. 

“Be careful baby, don‟t get yourself worked up” she tugged on 

his collars playfully. “And the room?” she asked, knowing that either 

option would affect me negatively, although I told myself that I did 

not give a damn if she stayed with Alex. 

Alex nodded impatiently. “Ask the maids to move her things 

into another room, you can have her room”

“What?” I yelled.

“Look at it objectively, Amara, you would have a bigger room. 

What is so special about that room, by the way?” he asked, turning to 

leave. 

I dragged him back. “I don‟t need a bigger room, Alex. How 

dare you ask me to leave my room because of her?” I yelled.

He turned with alarming anger. “If you are not ok with it, you 

can as well go to hell” he roared and stormed out of the house before 

I could blink.

Lisa grinned satisfactorily at me. “Now, that is what I call 

payback. Revenge is best served cold. You had your time to display 

stupidity when I first saw you and now, it is my time to turn the 

tables. Alex would always do what I want him to do. Get used to it” 

She grinned and walked up the stairs and I saw Tina looking white-

faced and shocked. Tola looked…like she was trying hard not to grin. 

I did not even try to blink; I let the tears flow unhindered. 

   “Let go of my cloth, you this prostitute” I pitched and snatched 

my cloth from her hand. 

She faced me furiously and laughed slightly. “I think „Slut‟ should be your middle name, you this dirty village girl. Why 

couldn‟t you have found someone else to impregnate you, you had 

the nerve to choose my Alex. My own Alex! I would show you pepper in this house” she yelled, shaking her body vigorously like 

someone in battle. She faced the maids. “Pack her things” she ordered.

I blocked the doorway. If someone would remove my things 

from this room, they would have to first remove me from the 

entrance. I watched Tola grab my sack of clothes, as that was 

virtually the only the thing in that room that was mine. Tina looked 

as though she were about to cry. “Drop my bag this minute, Tola” I 

said menacingly.

Lisa grabbed the bag that contained nothing of substance to 

make it heavy and held it up like it was a contaminable disease. “Do

you call this a bag?” she laughed heartily. “Oh dear, this thing is not 

dignified enough to sit in my trashcan” she said, looking irritated.

“Would you shut up” I yelled and before I could even notice 

my movement, my hand rose and connected firmly with her cheeks, 

sending her reeling. She fought for balance and red marks showed on 

her pale white face. She stood, eyes blazing with fury and retaliated 

soundly. The echo of the slap vibrated through me as I staggered. I 

heard Tina gasp as she made to stable me before I hit the wall. I had 

some seconds to catch my breath, but those seconds were all Lisa 

needed to have my clothes out of the room.

“Please don‟t do this” Tina whispered. “You have to take it easy, do it for your baby”

I shrugged her off. I was in no mood to „take it easy‟. All I wanted to do was scream my lungs out until I was completely exhausted……..

    I paced the cold floors of my new room in total frustration and 

anger. Lisa and I had yelled at each other, countless number of times 

and I found that my throat was a bit sore. The serene and quiet house 

had suddenly turned to a battle field as Lisa and I exchanged heated 

words. The house seemed to be boiling in tension and I could not 

even sit at one spot for five minutes without standing up to pace. 

Both Tina and Tola were on their toes, carrying out the orders of Lisa. 

The house seemed to be on fire. I couldn‟t just calm down. 

I did not know when Alex came in because of the strategic 

position of my new irritating room but immediately I heard his voice 

some distance from my room, I became alert. He was obviously 

talking to Lisa.

“Oh, my poor baby, you look so tired” she said. “You sure need 

to let off steam” I heard her say again.

“Any suggestions?” there seemed to be a smile in Alex‟s voice.

  There was silence and I told myself that I did not want to know 

what the silence meant.

“Why don‟t you eat first?” she said again after the long silence.

“I know what I would rather eat but I am actually really 

hungry” I heard him say. “Let me take a shower and meet you at the 

dinning” he said and she murmured something I could not catch. I 

heard footsteps and knew Alex was going into his room. I swallowed 

and opened my door. I told myself that Alex would have to offer me 

some good explanations for the way he had been treating me. I 

walked to his bedroom and paused outside his room, wandering if I 

should knock or just go in. deciding that there was no need for me to 

show him any respect when he obviously could not do that for me, I 

pushed against the handle and entered. He was standing with his 

back to me.

“Did you have a change of heart Lisa?” he asked, obviously smiling.

“I wish you did” he turned around at that. I had to forcefully ignore his wide opened chest and the shirt that hung openly.

His eyes showed his irritation. “What the hell are you doing in here?” he growled.

“Why? Why Alex? Why did you choose to put me through this? 

I never asked for this” I gasped out.

“I am not in the mood for this-” 

I cut in. “You approached me in the village, making me feel like the most outstanding woman on earth. You told me you loved me 

and that no other woman could take my place in your heart. What changed? What-”

“It was all a plan” he cut in.

I started. “What does that mean?”

“I never meant all those nonsense I said to you. How could I?” 

he asked bewildered, like I was a complete fool for even believing it. 

“It was all part of the plan to get you into my bed.” 

“What are you talking about Corper?” I asked with a sickly pale face.

He exhaled. “All the guys and Corps in the village could not 

get you into their bed, you know. They were so sure that you were 

untouchable and they wanted to see who had the capacity to deflower the „almighty Amara‟. They placed a bet, and I, took the 

challenge. You were a sweet challenge and I wanted my Service days 

to be lively. I used those romantic words as bait and when you finally 

fell into my bed, I showed the guys the blood-stained sheet as the 

evidence of my victory. So, you see? Stop wondering what changed my feelings because there was never any feeling. I was all a bet”

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