FlashbackIn a dimly lit room, Naomi with piercing eyes and a hardened expression, sat across with Kim Orme discussing. Kim had a way with words, a skill honed over years of manipulation and deceit. His voice was smooth, almost hypnotic, as he spoke to Naomi.“Your brother doesn’t love you,” Kim said, his voice low and persuasive. “He abandoned you years ago, left you to fend for yourself while he pursued his dreams of fame and fortune.”Naomi’s face twisted with a mix of pain and anger. “He…he left me?” she repeated, her voice trembling. “But why? Why would he do that?”Kim leaned in closer, his eyes locking onto hers. “Because he’s selfish, Naomi. He cares more about his career than his own family. But you don’t have to suffer alone anymore. You can take control, make him pay for what he’s done.”Naomi’s eyes narrowed, her anger solidifying into a burning desire for revenge. “I want him to suffer,” she said, her voice cold. “I want him to feel the pain he caused me.”Kim smiled.“Th
“Karen?” He was confused.“What are you doing here?” He asked, crawling to her.“Karen noo!!” He screamed aloud.Karen was on the ground, her face twisted in pain but her eyes full of determination. "Stay with me, Karen" Nicholas pleaded, his voice breaking. He applied pressure to the wound, with his hands.“I can't lose you, not after Sarah, I'm sorry for everything, Karen please” Nicholas wept.“Shit, that useless woman ruined my plan” Kim Orme said with anger.“No…Karen-” Naomi hissed, she made a joke of Nicholas.Camella felt uncomfortable with what was happening. Surely it was their plan all along but Karen being shot does not make sense to her. Their target was Nicholas, and spilling more blood.“My apologies for missing the other time, now let's start again” Kim Orme said and pointed the gun at him.“Freeze.” They heard a loud masculine voice. The police surrounded them, asking Kim Orme and his team to surrender.Naomi and the rest panicked.“How did they know this place!” Nao
“Wooh! What are you doing?” Kim Orme asked, as Naomi tried to push him. “Nothing” Naomi adjusted herself.“Is there any way here?” Kim Orme asked, checking to see if there was another way he could pass and not get caught by the police. Naomi's heart pounded in her chest, she can't die now, no she has to do something.Kim walked ahead, his silhouette a dark shadow against the night sky. He trusted her, believed in her loyalty, and that was his greatest mistake. Naomi's mind raced, replaying the countless lies she had spun to gain his trust, the dangerous dance she had performed to keep him from suspecting her true intentions. Tonight, it would all come to an end.“Are you okay?, even though I already know the answer, I'm sorry for what you passed through today” Kim Orme apologized, reaching for something in his pocket.Naomi forced a smile, masking the turmoil inside her. "I'm good," she said, stepping closer to him. ‘I need to do something, if he can kill Camella, his girlfriend wi
"Naomi, get out!" The master’s voice thundered through the hallway of the house, echoing off the marble floors and high ceilings. His face, with fury, loomed over her as he shoved her out the door. Naomi stumbled into the pouring rain, her thin dress instantly soaking through, clinging to her trembling frame. Raindrops mixed with the tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to stay on her feet. She could barely see through the downpour, but the sting of the master's cruel words was clear enough. He had always been harsh, but tonight was different. Tonight, he seemed possessed by an unrelenting rage.She didn't have time to collect herself before she felt the sharp crack of the cane against her back. She cried out in pain, the sound swallowed by the storm. Another strike, and another, each blow sending her sprawling until she could no longer stand. She lay on the cold, wet pavement, her body drenched with rain and sobs, her spirit nearly broken.The Master opened the door and
“I don't believe what you are saying, my brother loved me and would not abandon me” Naomi spoke, her eyes fixed on Kim Orme.“Do you know where your parents are?” Kim Orme asked.“No” Kim Orme dragged his seat closer to her, his expression was dead serious.“They are dead” he whispered to her ears.Naomi shifted back, “That's a lie!” She retorted.“My parents are alive, I just can't find them”“Naomi, I'm telling the truth, your parents are…” “No !” Naomi stood up angrily.Kim Orme stood also and hugged her tight.“I'm sorry for your loss, I know it's painful but you should face the truth, here, this is your brother” He showed her a picture from his phone, a picture of Nicholas being awarded best actor of the year.Naomi gasped in shock. She stepped back, shaken.“I need water, w-water” She fell on her knees, hitting her chest.Kim Orme rushed to the kitchen to get a cup of water, and offered it to her.“Take,” He gave her.“Easy, easy” he knelt beside her, patting her back.“That-
The sterile, white walls of the hospital seemed to close in on Nicholas as he processed the news. He had come here expecting to support Karen through her injury, but the revelation that she was pregnant hit him like a ton of bricks. His mind filled with emotions—shock, and guilt.He had been so blinded by his duty to his sister that he failed to see what was happening right in front of him. Karen had been there for him, and yet he had taken her for granted. Nicholas paced the small waiting room, He could hear the faint sounds of the hospital—monitors beeping, the murmur of doctors and nurses, the occasional cry of a newborn. When the doctor approached and explained Karen's condition to him. Nicholas felt a chill run down his spine. Karen's condition was dire; she was in critical need of a heart transplant. The pregnancy had complicated her health to the point where without a new heart, she wouldn't survive. Nicholas felt helpless—he had never been one to pray, but at that moment, h
The transplant was done, and Karen survived. However, the joy of her recovery was shadowed by the heartbreaking news—she had lost the baby. Nicholas, her husband, was torn between relief for her life and grief for their loss. A day later, Karen woke up from the surgery, Nicholas sat by her bedside, holding her hand tightly. The sterile smell of the hospital filled the room, mingling with the quiet hum of machines. He looked at her, his eyes filled with both sorrow and relief."Karen," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I'm so sorry... for everything."Karen, still feeling dizzy from the anesthesia, turned her head slowly to look at him. Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw the pain in his. "It's okay, Nicholas," she said weakly. "I'm just glad to be alive, to still be with you."Nicholas nodded, tears streaming down his face. "I love you so much. I promise, from now on, things will be different. I'll be here for you, always."Sophia stood by the doorway, watching the emotional exch
Karen lay in the sterile white hospital bed, her skin pale and fragile against the sheets. Every day, Sophia and Nicholas took turns at her side attending to her.They helped her eat, coaxing her to take in the nourishing soups and teas they brought, gently wiping her mouth when she grew too weak to manage on her own."You're doing great, Karen," Sophia would say, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement.Nicholas would adjust her pillows, hold her hand, and speak to her in smooth, soft tones. "We’re here for you, Karen. You’re not alone."“I'm sorry for your loss- Camella.” Karen spoke with her face full of remorse.“It's okay dear, you also, you lost your baby.” He kissed her.“Our baby.” Karen corrected and they both burst into laughter.One afternoon, the hospital room was filled with the low murmur of a news report. The television displays a newscaster."In a surprising turn of events, Kim Orme has been arrested," the news anchor reported, his voice steady and professional.