On a bright Saturday afternoon, Nathan had decided to work from home on his laptop, trying to get more rest from all the uncharted events that had taken place. "Some peace and quiet." Nathan sighed as he expressed. He and Doris had spent the whole morning together in their bedroom but she had to leave and help out her friend, Betty, prepare for a birthday surprise for one of her children and Doris decided to take Williams with her.With a giant cup of coffee and some delicious scones, Nathan felt as relaxed as a sloth. He sipped from his cup and a relaxed sigh escaped his mouth."Knock! knock! knock!" Ronnie Anne said as she knocked on his room door. Before he could answer, the door clicked open and she walked in with a tray of baked goodies and a plastered smile on her face. "Uh… come in?" The large smile on her face or the stack of baked items weren't the only thing that caught Nathan's attention, she had on a white bogus top with her underwear and that was it. Sure the top was lo
It was a quiet morning in the home of the Anakin's. Aside from the gibberish uttered by Williams as he played with his food, the only audible noise was the sound of their fork against their plates as they ate.Nathan was still feeling angry that his wife didn't take his words over Ronnie Anne's, Doris was still pondering on Nathan's story over Ronnie Anne and Ronnie Anne herself was still very furious but tried her best not to let it show.Doris and Nathan reached for the table salt at the same time but Nathan immediately pulled away the instant their hand made contact. "Did you need the salt?" She asked as she passed the salt to him."No nevermind." He shook his head negatively. "I'm done anyway." He picked up his plate and got on his feet, without hesitation, started towards the kitchen."We have to decorate the place before the guests arrive!" Doris said as she got up as well but remained in the same spot."I know, I just need some air… I'll only be five minutes.""But–" He picked
Amongst the busy crowd that passed by like a breeze, a particular face stood stagnant in its position and stared at them. With her head tilted to the side, Ronnie Anne stared at them with an untranslatable expression. Within the blink of an eye, she disappeared amidst the crowd."You think…. Come on!" Nathan pulled Camille by the wrist and began to dash down the road, pushing past the road occupants.As they arrived at his place, almost breathless, Nathan ran up the stairs to check on his wife and son.He pushed open the door to his matrimonial room and found Doris sat on the bed with an expression that portrayed worry.She raised her head to find Nathan at the doorstep, panting like he had just ran a marathon, "what's wrong?" She asked in shock. Before she could get on her feet, Nathan ran towards her then went on his knees right in front of her. "What happened Nathan!" She yelled out as fear and curiosity engulfed her.Without uttering any words, he pulled her to his chest and wrapp
The loud wailing of sirens filled the air as the town's police vehicles occupied the road, their lights flashing blue and red. A few officers stood by their car, a few by the entrance of the hospital building and a swarm of reporters with their cameras and microphones also waited outside the building, each from different companies and all of them wanted to be the first to report the sudden death of Mr Qasim Saheed, one of the most popular CEOs of Ettavile.Camille pushed through the crowd to get to the entrance of the hospital, she felt her heart beating loudly and fast as so many things went through her head as she almost suffocated amidst the crowd. The one thing that kept repeating in her head were the last words of the Doctor when he called, "your Father was murdered last night."The swarm of reporters all charge at her at the same time with their microphones towards her face, all yelling their questions at the same time."Miss Saheed! Is it true that your Father was murdered?" A
…the bombing at the south coast. And now, to report the tragic death of our well known Mr Qasim Saheed, the CEO and founder of the Saheed empire. I believe I am correct when I say we all have heard of the story of how he struggled and strived towards the wonderful empire which now has branches all over the world. At age twenty six, Mr Qasim had accomplished his goal of becoming a CEO but now his reign was cut short at just the age of fifty eight, as he was tragically murdered at the hospital where he was rumored to being treated after being poisoned at his youngest, Camille Saheed's welcome back party. Autopsy revealed he was stabbed continuously till his very last breath and…"Can you please shut it down!" Camille yelled out from the kitchen at her maid who was seriously into the news that the skinny blonde reporter had to cast."I'm so sorry ma'am." She instantly switched off the television and continued with her cleaning in the living room.It had been two weeks since the tragic de
"Nathan and I have to date each other."The air in the room suddenly became toxic and Doris began to cough plus, she was choking on her cola soda."Are you okay?" Nathan asked as he rushed to her.She inhaled sharply like she actually had been suffocated by Camille's words. "Yeah I'm good… what!" She yelled out."Shushhh!" Camille exclaimed with a finger on her lips. "We can't let your fake sister Ronnie Anne know that we are having a private important discussion here!" She whispered a little on the top of her voice."Why would we date? No, why should we date?" Nathan asked as he sat next to Doris."We need her to go after a girl she feels is a threat to her." Camille explained still in a whisper like tone. "And we all know that for some reason, maybe because she is your wife, Doris isn't a threat to her.""I know, stop saying it!" Doris exclaimed but in a soft hushed tone."But… that would make you bait." Nathan said immediately he added the maths."Yeah but—""--i'm not doing it." N
Up in Nathan's room, Camille sat on his bed with the recorder in her hand while Nathan relaxed on the wall of the room. "Do you think this will be good enough to convince Doris about her so-called best friend?" She asked as she slightly waved the recorder in the air."It should, and what about the cops?" He asked as he folded his arms across his chest."It is a lead but it won't be enough, she didn't admit to doing anything incriminating or even that she is your stalker, only that she loves you which the police won't see as a threat." She returned it back into her pocket."I see your point.""Nathan!" A voice yelled out from outside the room."That's not Doris." Nathan said."Come here!" Camille instructed and Nathan climbed the bed and sat beside her. She placed her leg on his lap and wrapped her hands around his neck. "What are you waiting for? Hold my waist!" She whispered authoritatively. Even though he felt uncomfortable with his best friend all over him, he gently placed his ha
"There's a lot of things you don't know about your father Camille." Camille's mother said to her in a cold tone, looking a bit sad and guilty.Camille had broken the promise she made to herself never to talk with the woman behind her misery, well most of it. She got dressed in a warm feathered jacket and blue jeans, a head warmer and a pair of snow boots even though it wasn't snowing yet, but it was very cold."Are you going to see your mother?" Nathan asked as he walked towards her with two cups of warm yet, smoking coffee. "Yeah." She smiled."For you." He handed her a cup."Thank you." She sipped from it and sighed as she felt the heat flow through her lungs."What changed your mind?""She wrote me a note." Nathan shot her with a 'really' look with an arched brow. She raised her cup to her mouth and took another sip from her coffee. "What? Why are you staring at me like that?""A note she wrote to you suddenly changed your mind? And tell me why did you read the note?""Ugh fine! Y