The Wrong Bride!
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Elle didn't think she wanted to do her worst like she had told Francis. She didn't think she wanted to hurt anybody either, and definitely not her sister, but all she desired was to fill the void in her heart.
There was a huge hole in her chest, that made her feel empty and alone no matter how much she tried to fill it. She didn't know why, but it overwhelmed her daily. It clouded her mind and soul, so much she feels drained by it. She could feel it stir up a darkness inside of her with each passing day – a darkness, she couldn't describe, but she desperately wanted to get rid of it. She wanted to fill the blankness and feel whole. Feel complete like every other person out there.
She didn't know exactly how to go about it, but she knew she needed to do something, before she lost herself to whatever threatened her sanity. She desired something real and warm to cover the cold and empty spot in her soul. To lighten up her bleak life. But whatever it was that she needed, it was vague and she couldn't get a clear picture of it. She didn't even know why she felt so in the first place. It was overwhelming.
It was as if she was born to feel this way. Even as a child she has always felt like this, felt she needed something, like she wanted to do something more than what was expected of her, but what? She still didn't know. She didn't even know what was expected of her.
She had felt better when Francis came into her life. Though she has been bothered by his feelings and clinginess, but she had shared a few real smiles and laughter with him, ones she'd do anything to get back.
Francis must be the key to unlocking her soul and setting her free from whatever bleakness that hovered around her.
When he had left her, she had felt even more lost than she had ever felt in her entire life. She had loved his chase, but it wasn't her fault she couldn't open up herself to him, to accept him no matter how much she tried. Maybe she didn't try enough then, but now, she wanted to. She wanted to give her best, to feel those tiny snippets of warmth she had once felt with him.
Maybe she was manipulative and evil as they've all called her, but she didn't care. She just wanted to feel normal, and Francis would make her feel that way. He had genuinely loved her, and she was certain he could do it again. He would love her again and she'd relive those good times she longed for.
A wry sigh escaped her lip as she watched him leave. She could only think of one place he'd like to go now since he was back, and that was to Nevaeh. She needn't worry about that, because if her prediction was right he'd not be able to show his face to her. She was certain of it.
Because right now, it was no longer about him and his feelings, but more about her sister who he now claimed to be in love with, for now. Would he be able to hurt her by telling her the truth? She didn't think so.
....
Francis stood in front of the pristine mansion with black huge gates where he believed Nevaeh was currently trapped. He could see the huge doors that served as her prison doors, from where he stood. He could imagine the sadness in her eyes as she lived behind this prison wall, hoping and praying someone would come and rescue her.
Fear and loneliness must have become her new companion, he thought. His heart ached at the thought of her feeling sad and alone in a place where she knew no one and her life was currently endangered.
He wondered if she had ever felt at peace since the day she stepped into this place. Nevaeh was a sweet girl with a magical smile that could paint the world colorful. The snorting sound she made when she laughs or giggles were just as amazing as her soul. She was one to make people happy with her cooking and love filled heart, and he wondered if she had been able to do any of that, since she moved here. The smile on her face when she sees a well cooked meal and a beautiful piece of art, was something that could shame the sun. And he doubted she had been able to that too. He chuckled at that thought. Maybe nothing else would entice her, but definitely not food. That girl would never keep a frown in the sight of good food.
He took a step towards the gate but he suddenly halted when a few questions came blaring through his mind. His feet suddenly felt heavy and unmoving. He couldn't go in there. What would he say? That he was there to get his woman back? That would only expose Nevaeh and he'd put her in grave danger. The man she lives with was no ordinary man, so he had heard, and he couldn't take any chances with her.
And what would he say when she asks him where he has been? Why he had left her alone and hasn't come for her after so many days? What was he to say to her then? That he had been engaged in an unfortunate event with her sister? That Elle, her sister, the very one she was impersonating was now pregnant for him in the most unconventional way? No, He couldn't do that.
He had been confident Elle's child wasn't his, hence why he had agreed to stay till the test was done, that way he'd boldly return for her with no entanglement whatsoever with Elle, and he'd confidently claim his woman back. But now, he didn't feel that way. He wasn't confident not in the least, because the baby was truly his. His fault or not, he felt ashamed, broken and disappointed with himself, and she'd probably feel the same when she hears of this betrayal. Whatever thread of hope she must have being clinging on to would be completely destroyed. And he didn't want that.
He limply stood before the gate as his eyes looked over the building. She could be anywhere right now, he thought.
He pulled out his phone which had been returned to him, from his pocket. He looked at her picture displaying on his phone, and he missed her more. He just wanted to hear her voice. He couldn't control himself as he searched for her number. He was about dialling her number when his phone rang.
His heart skipped when he saw who was calling. It was Nevaeh. Did she see him? Did she know he was there? He raised his gaze to the building in front of him, his eyes darting around before glancing back at his phone.
His heart thumped nervously as the phone rang. He subconsciously held his breath as his hand hovered over the phone and he answered it. He felt his heart freeze when her voice wafted through the phone.
"Fran...cis?" He could hear the surprise in her voce which still sounded small and pleasant as usual. He could sleep in peace at just the sound of it.
"Francis," She called again, and his heart quickened its pace again. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say. No word could come through from his head. His heart hammered heavily behind his chest as he listened to her voice.
"Are you there?" her voice small voice asked, and with each word she spoke. "Francis if you're there, please say something." She pleaded.
A few moments of silence elasped without him saying a word.
"I...I'm sorry." He heard her say. Sorry? What was she sorry for? For replacing her sister without telling him? How would she feel when she knows her sister had played and used her. She had nothing to be sorry for. It wasn't her fault and he couldn't blame her for anything.
As a matter of fact, he should be the one apologizing to her. He wanted to say all these to her but nothing could come out of his mouth.
"Francis, are you still there? If you're say please something." She pleaded once again. But what should he, or what could he say? He couldn't think of anything at all.
"I..I'm sorry too, Love." He mumbled out. He heard ruffling movement and he could guess she was sitting up.
"It really is you." The smile that sounded through her voice was hard to miss.
"Yes, it's me."
"Oh my God." She gasped but he could hear her voice tremble. "Where have you been? What happened to your phone? I was scared, Francis. You really scared me."
Of course he knew she must have been scared and worried. "I'm sorry." He lowered his head and apologized. "I miss you, Vaeh. I really do. I don't know what's going to happen here on out, but I'm already lost."
"Francis-"
"Alot is going on out here, and I don't know if I'd survive it without you." Tears rolled out his eyes, and he could tell she was crying too.
"Are you crying?" Her broken voice came asking, and he could only shake his head as he wiped his face.
"I can't promise you anything for now, but please wait for me, Vaeh. I'll try to fix this. I'll get you back at whatever cost." He promised, even if he was certain he had no idea how to go about it.. But he wanted to try, atleast for her.
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Chapter 56: A Void
Elle didn't think she wanted to do her worst like she had told Francis. She didn't think she wanted to hurt anybody either, and definitely not her sister, but all she desired was to fill the void in her heart.
There was a huge hole in her chest, that made her feel empty and alone no matter how much she tried to fill it. She didn't know why, but it overwhelmed her daily. It clouded her mind and soul, so much she feels drained by it. She could feel it stir up a darkness inside of her with each passing day – a darkness, she couldn't describe, but she desperately wanted to get rid of it. She wanted to fill the blankness and feel whole. Feel complete like every other person out there.
She didn't know exactly how to go about it, but she knew she needed to do something, before she lost herself to whatever threatened her sanity. She desired something real and warm to cover the cold and empty spot in her soul. To lighten up her bleak life. But whatever it was that she needed, it was vague and she couldn't get a clear picture of it. She didn't even know why she felt so in the first place. It was overwhelming.
It was as if she was born to feel this way. Even as a child she has always felt like this, felt she needed something, like she wanted to do something more than what was expected of her, but what? She still didn't know. She didn't even know what was expected of her.
She had felt better when Francis came into her life. Though she has been bothered by his feelings and clinginess, but she had shared a few real smiles and laughter with him, ones she'd do anything to get back.
Francis must be the key to unlocking her soul and setting her free from whatever bleakness that hovered around her.
When he had left her, she had felt even more lost than she had ever felt in her entire life. She had loved his chase, but it wasn't her fault she couldn't open up herself to him, to accept him no matter how much she tried. Maybe she didn't try enough then, but now, she wanted to. She wanted to give her best, to feel those tiny snippets of warmth she had once felt with him.
Maybe she was manipulative and evil as they've all called her, but she didn't care. She just wanted to feel normal, and Francis would make her feel that way. He had genuinely loved her, and she was certain he could do it again. He would love her again and she'd relive those good times she longed for.
A wry sigh escaped her lip as she watched him leave. She could only think of one place he'd like to go now since he was back, and that was to Nevaeh. She needn't worry about that, because if her prediction was right he'd not be able to show his face to her. She was certain of it.
Because right now, it was no longer about him and his feelings, but more about her sister who he now claimed to be in love with, for now. Would he be able to hurt her by telling her the truth? She didn't think so.
....
Francis stood in front of the pristine mansion with black huge gates where he believed Nevaeh was currently trapped. He could see the huge doors that served as her prison doors, from where he stood. He could imagine the sadness in her eyes as she lived behind this prison wall, hoping and praying someone would come and rescue her.
Fear and loneliness must have become her new companion, he thought. His heart ached at the thought of her feeling sad and alone in a place where she knew no one and her life was currently endangered.
He wondered if she had ever felt at peace since the day she stepped into this place. Nevaeh was a sweet girl with a magical smile that could paint the world colorful. The snorting sound she made when she laughs or giggles were just as amazing as her soul. She was one to make people happy with her cooking and love filled heart, and he wondered if she had been able to do any of that, since she moved here. The smile on her face when she sees a well cooked meal and a beautiful piece of art, was something that could shame the sun. And he doubted she had been able to that too. He chuckled at that thought. Maybe nothing else would entice her, but definitely not food. That girl would never keep a frown in the sight of good food.
He took a step towards the gate but he suddenly halted when a few questions came blaring through his mind. His feet suddenly felt heavy and unmoving. He couldn't go in there. What would he say? That he was there to get his woman back? That would only expose Nevaeh and he'd put her in grave danger. The man she lives with was no ordinary man, so he had heard, and he couldn't take any chances with her.
And what would he say when she asks him where he has been? Why he had left her alone and hasn't come for her after so many days? What was he to say to her then? That he had been engaged in an unfortunate event with her sister? That Elle, her sister, the very one she was impersonating was now pregnant for him in the most unconventional way? No, He couldn't do that.
He had been confident Elle's child wasn't his, hence why he had agreed to stay till the test was done, that way he'd boldly return for her with no entanglement whatsoever with Elle, and he'd confidently claim his woman back. But now, he didn't feel that way. He wasn't confident not in the least, because the baby was truly his. His fault or not, he felt ashamed, broken and disappointed with himself, and she'd probably feel the same when she hears of this betrayal. Whatever thread of hope she must have being clinging on to would be completely destroyed. And he didn't want that.
He limply stood before the gate as his eyes looked over the building. She could be anywhere right now, he thought.
He pulled out his phone which had been returned to him, from his pocket. He looked at her picture displaying on his phone, and he missed her more. He just wanted to hear her voice. He couldn't control himself as he searched for her number. He was about dialling her number when his phone rang.
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His heart thumped nervously as the phone rang. He subconsciously held his breath as his hand hovered over the phone and he answered it. He felt his heart freeze when her voice wafted through the phone.
"Fran...cis?" He could hear the surprise in her voce which still sounded small and pleasant as usual. He could sleep in peace at just the sound of it.
"Francis," She called again, and his heart quickened its pace again. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say. No word could come through from his head. His heart hammered heavily behind his chest as he listened to her voice.
"Are you there?" her voice small voice asked, and with each word she spoke. "Francis if you're there, please say something." She pleaded.
A few moments of silence elasped without him saying a word.
"I...I'm sorry." He heard her say. Sorry? What was she sorry for? For replacing her sister without telling him? How would she feel when she knows her sister had played and used her. She had nothing to be sorry for. It wasn't her fault and he couldn't blame her for anything.
As a matter of fact, he should be the one apologizing to her. He wanted to say all these to her but nothing could come out of his mouth.
"Francis, are you still there? If you're say please something." She pleaded once again. But what should he, or what could he say? He couldn't think of anything at all.
"I..I'm sorry too, Love." He mumbled out. He heard ruffling movement and he could guess she was sitting up.
"It really is you." The smile that sounded through her voice was hard to miss.
"Yes, it's me."
"Oh my God." She gasped but he could hear her voice tremble. "Where have you been? What happened to your phone? I was scared, Francis. You really scared me."
Of course he knew she must have been scared and worried. "I'm sorry." He lowered his head and apologized. "I miss you, Vaeh. I really do. I don't know what's going to happen here on out, but I'm already lost."
"Francis-"
"Alot is going on out here, and I don't know if I'd survive it without you." Tears rolled out his eyes, and he could tell she was crying too.
"Are you crying?" Her broken voice came asking, and he could only shake his head as he wiped his face.
"I can't promise you anything for now, but please wait for me, Vaeh. I'll try to fix this. I'll get you back at whatever cost." He promised, even if he was certain he had no idea how to go about it.. But he wanted to try, atleast for her.
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