114. There was a certain social media account of a certain celebrity who had fallen from grace and had millions of followers all over the US of A and the world at large and disappointed fans and the general public who knew her or who had been waiting for any news about her had been waiting like hawks watching chicks ready to pounce.For almost a month, this account had been dormant with no activity so far and my fans had unfollowed and others had unsubscribed just because they hated her.But among those who remained, there were still hardcore fans who still believed that their angel had been framed and that the truth would come out one day. Yeah, they were waiting for the innocence of their angel to be proven.Others didn't even care who they followed and they were still following the account because they were too lazy to click buttons to unsubscribe and others were just there.Ask them why they subscribed and they will say, “the suggestion just appeared on my feed and I just followed
“Why do you ask? I thought we are here to talk about that particular case and nothing else," Dr Maxwell asked and then his face showed fear but those watching didn't know what she saw.There was silence for a while and then he sighed.“There is no going back after this, is there?" He asked as if resigned to his fate."Depends on you. If you go out there after this, Angela will surely kill you before she is found by the police.You of all people should know that she isn't forgiving,” the man said and Maxwell nodded."She's the most ruthless and she is the worst out there.That's where I learnt that the innocent ones are usually the worst," he said and sighed.“Okay. What do I get if I tell you the truth?" Maxwell asked and there was another moment of like ten seconds of silence.“Giving you over to the police in one piece of course.And… and if you cooperate, we can get you immunity and your sentence will be reduced.Also, we will make sure that you are safe in the prison and Angela c
. “Hello Jared?" Richard greeted and the boy looked at him as if she had seen him somewhere but didn't remember where.“Who are you and why do you look so familiar?" The boy asked with a raised eyebrow and Richard smiled at that.It was similar to what he saw in the mirror whenever he looked at it.“We have never met but I want to introduce myself and there is also another person who wants to meet you," he said and the little boy stood up from where he was seated.“Why do I feel like I know you? Are you sure that we have never met?" He asked, seeming deep in thought as if he was trying to reach for something in his brain but couldn't with his hands in the pockets of his shorts and guess who else had his hands in his pockets in a similar manner?Richard, Macy and Mel had come to meet Jared for the first time.Macy had been a train wreck and that was why she brought Mel because Richard realised that only Mel had the ability to make her mother calm down.“Mama, is this surprise mine or y
“You are my mother, aren't you?" He asked Macy when she walked out of the room where she and Mel were.“How do you know?" Macy asked.“Because my DNA told me so. It said that I am 45 percent white and quarter Asian and quarter African and the other five percent was Caribbean.There was no way that could have been Maxwell and his wife because they were as Caucasian as it gets,” the boy said and Macy looked at Richard who shrugged his shoulders and smiled.She sighed as she wondered if she was the only ‘normal’ one in her family.Mel was a genius and so was her brother.“Yes, I am your mother," Macy said as she walked towards the boy.“Can I hug you?" She asked when she stood before the boy and the boy nodded and Macy squatted and held him and Jared willingly walked into her embrace.Macy hugged him and all the emotions she had kept hidden in her came puting out.She couldn't believe that she could finally hug her baby and so, she cried.The more she cried and shook and apologised to th
Richard and Jared were wearing matching suits. They looked like they abd been carved from the same log because that was how they looked: cold and indifferent.“Daddy, brother, you have to smile a little. You will scare everyone like that," Mel offered as her mama helped tie the loose sashes that were at the back of her long flowing princess-like turquoise dress. It had pearls on the bodice and they ran through the lower puffy skirt and they twinkled when she walked.“You do look like a real Princess," Jared said and Mel rewarded him with her most brilliant smile.“Mom, you look beautiful," Jared also said as he smiled at Macy and she melted.She, like Mel, was also wearing a turquoise dress that had a skirt that went up to slightly above the knee and then a lacy material that had light and dark flower patterns that ran in a flowing manner to the floor and showed her long beautiful legs.She was wearing matching glass slippers that had a shirt heel.The dress had the same material that
We went to the dining room and this room was an old victorian era style.There was a huge wooden chandelier hanging from the high ceiling and it looked like it had been carved from marble by the way the brown hue was shining.From it hang millions and millions of brightly lit small bulbs that mimicked fireflies.The huge rectangular table looked as if it could seat more than fifty people and I wondered if we would sit the way it was done traditionally: you know, with the two heads of the family at the far ends and then the rest of us a mile from each other but that's not how the plates and cutlery had venw arranged.Seemed like we would be sitting around one end of the big mahogany table.The Armstrong head, Richard's dad, sat at the end and on his right sat his wife.On his left sat my grandmother and then after that it was Richard and I next to my grandmother and the two children were sat next to their grandmother, Richard's mom, after Mel it was my mom and then dad and Ash sat next
"A wedding?" Ash asked, low-set ginger brows furrowing even deeper."Why so fast?" He shouted this time."A wedding," Richard said with a slow grin,and a collective set of gasps filled theair. "I'm gonna marry her on the thirtyfirst this month. I want to belong to her, legally. I want to say those vows you see in movies, to give her not just my mind and body and heart, but the very essence of my soul. I want to give it all since I'm in this relationship for the forever haul.""Er, a-a-actually, uh," Kyle stammered, looking flustered, "well, um... y-yeah,we could do that. But don't you think that we could give my sister some time to prepare? She is a girl and they tend to want everything to be meticulous," he said and they all looked at him.Dinner had been eaten and now, then men were in the pool room playing pool whole the women were somewhete catching up.Richard had just dropped the bomb that he wanted to marry Macy by the end of the month which was like a week and a few day
121. Did you guys hear? The dark angel was finally picked up by the police.For real? Where? I wish I was there and I would have thrown the first stone.Bitch doesn't deserve jail. She deserves hell.I pity the women she will share a cell with. She might off them.Some people like her deserve Azkaban.Oh, only if Harry Potter wasn't fictional.This one doesn't deserve death. Let her suffer in jail for years and years.Lawwd! Why am I not the judge.Guys, y'all here talking about the dark angel and none of you pities the girl whose life she destroyed.Upstairs. You forgot her husband. Poor fella.If he needs a wife, yours truly is here.Upstairs… *laugh emoji* keep dreaming. If I were him, I would be running at the sight of women. Baaaad news! Upstairs: *gun emoji* *grenade emoji*Those and more were the snippets of conversation going on in the new account someone opened on Facebook dedicated solely to bashing Angela.She had been picked by the police the day after Doctor Maxwell con