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πŸ’Ž Monique’s p.o.v πŸ’Ž

I gasped and broke the kiss.
I quickly got down from his body and ran out of the room shyly..
I heard him laughed as I made my way to my room.

I got to my room and closed the door.
I rested my back on the door and held my chest , I felt as if my heart was gonna explode.

My heart was beating very fast and I felt as if all the blood in my heart would pump out.

I stared at myself on mirror. My hair was disheveled while my face was flushed ; it was crimson red.

I blushed even to the root of my hair, my face was really hot.

I plomped on my bed and buried my face in my pillow.
I smiled as I remembered the kiss between I and Mason.

It was so nice and it was actually my first kiss too and I don’t regret it that I had it with Mason.

God! The kiss was really something else, it sparked a fire in me.

I admit that I really do like Mason, alot.

I got down from my bed and went to the bathroom. I can’t believe we both kissed when we haven’t even brushed our teeth yet. Not as if neither of us teeth is having a bad odour but I just find it a little bit awkward….

But still, he tasted nice.
He’s lips are so soft, that I could kiss them every now and then if I have the opportunity and courage to do so.

Right now, I’m even too shy to meet him.

After brushing my teeth, I took my bath too.
I put on a silk cardigan and a short then packed my hair in a ponytail.

I wore my flip flops and walked out of the room.

Mason wasn’t down yet and I was glad, I’m too shy to face him now.

After cleaning, moping and tidying up the house, I joined the maids in the kitchen to prepare breakfast…

We were done preparing breakfast and Mason hasn’t even come downstairs.

I breathe in and out nervously before climbing up heading to his room.

πŸŽ€ Mason’s p.o.v πŸŽ€

I smiled lightly as I touched my lips for the umpteenth time.

I’ve been dying to know how Monique’s lips would feel like on my lips when I kiss her.

Good God!
She tastes nice, just like strawberry.

I chuckled lightly as I remembered the way she had looked surprised and her face was bright red.

She had looked so shy and the way she had scurried out of the room made me laugh.

I guess I was her first kiss and I’m glad.

I heard a knock on the door and I knew she was the one.
I climbed my bed and laid down and used the big blanket to cover myself.

I laid down pretending to still be sick….
I want her to pamper me todayπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚…

I really loved the way she took good care of me yesternight.

“Come in.” I said weakly.
She opened the door and walked in.

She looks pretty in her outfit, just a silk cardigan and short but she looks cute on it.

“Hey.” She called worriedly as she climbed on to the bed and sat next to me.

“I’m still sick.” I muttered shakily as I stared innocently at her..

She scrutinized me with her eyes and then, she slapped my arm lightly and playfully.

I gasped as I stared at her.
Did she know that I’m lying?
That I’m not sick?
I thought as I let out a faux wince with a pout.

“What was that for?” I groaned.

“You aren’t feeling well and you had the gut to kiss me. You should think of how to get well quickly instead of thinking of kissing me.” She said with a shy smile.

Her face had turned bright red already, she’s blushing..

I couldn’t help but chuckle lightly..

This girl is so funny, I swear.

“I’m sorry. But your lips were tempting.” I pout and did cute puppy face which her smile.

She used the back of her hand to touch my forehead and stared at me.

“Your temperature is back to normal.” She said as she withrew her hand from my forehead.

“I know, but I’m still feeling sick.” I pout.

“Okay, go take a cool bath while I bring your breakfast and hot coffee for you.” She said.

As she made to get down from the bed, I held her hand and moved closer to her.

I tilted my head and kissed her lightly on the lips.
Her eyes were wide opened with surprised but she reciprocated.

I disengage from the kiss while she hurriedly got down from the bed and walked out of my room.

I smiled as I stared at the blank door.

I really do like her, alot.

Soon, she came in with a tray of toasted bread, scrambled eggs and hot steamy coffee.

She placed the tray on my bed stand side stool.
She climbed on to the bed and removed my blanket.

She got closer to me and pulled me up and then brought the stool closer.

“Feed me.” I said with a pout as I stared at her flushed cheeks.

She’s a blush queen…..

She didn’t say anything but took a slice of bread and scrambled eggs and fed me with it.

“Hmm, yummy.” I moaned softly while she glared at me.

I’m really enjoying her soft hands and caring eyes on me.

🌷 Kerryn’s p.o.v 🌷

I got back from the grocery store and I was surprised to see dad’s car in the garage.

I wasn’t expecting him to be home ; I was thinking he was gonna spend a lot of time in his business trip.

I entered into the house and I heard angry talks from upstairs.

I tip toed and walked towards to dad’s room.
I placed my ear on the door and eavesdropped on them.

That’s one of my bad character I hate ; eavesdropping on people’s conversations.

“How dare you? How dare you will your big and important companies to only Monique?

So, if I hadn’t gone through your brief case I wouldn’t have known.

What about Kerryn? Isn’t she your daughter? How dare you!” I heard mom’s voice which came out angrily.

Her words were a little bit clear now.

I gasped and covered my mouth in disbelief.

Why would dad do such a thing?
Ohhhh! This was what mom was talking about, about dad willing everything to Monique.

This was what she has been afraid of.

“Why are you being so unreasonable?! I willed my estates and other of my properties to Kerryn too!” Dad yelled.

Dad did try, I’m really grateful.

At least he gave me some properties even if I’m not of age and it’s not time to claim the properties yet.

“I don’t care!! Kerryn is supposed to have equal shares with Monique because they are your children.

You can’t give one more and the other less!” Mom snapped angrily..

And the next thing that followed was the sound of shredding papers.

Guess mom tore a paper.

And then, I heard a loud and deafening slap and I knew it came from dad to mom because of the way it sounded.

“How dare you Cassandra!!! How dare you! You had guts to shred the will that I spent months writing!” Dad yelled angrily and I let out a light gasp but covered my mouth with my palm from making me exclaim loud.

I just wanna know where this conversation is heading to.

“You’re only been bias and partial and it isn’t right.
You’re supposed to show equal love to them.” Mom said.

“Ha!” Dad laughed hysterically.

“Really? Look who is talking about being partial. Talking about equal love.

Where was your sense of judgement when you were busy maltreating Monique?
Why didn’t you think about equal love when you were showing love to Kerryn and neglecting Monique.

I thought they were both supposed to be your children?
But you treated them differently, you treated Monique unfairly..

Or you think I wouldn’t find out about the despicable things you did to her huh?” Dad yelled.

“See, I can explain.” Mom’s voice came out calm.

“I don’t know what your damn problem is Cass! Why are you being so unreasonable, selfish and inconsiderate?

Even if Kerryn isn’t my biological child I treated her well like my own daughter.

I treated her as if she were my own.

I know I’m not always around but I made sure my money was always around.

All the schools she has been attending are expensive and prestigious school’s and I’ve been footing the bills without complaining…

I’ve been giving her everything, treating her like a queen that even without me she wouldn’t have thought of being living in such luxury.

She even as her own car!
I’ve been taken good care of Kerryn ever since she was six!

What the hell do you want me to do?!” Dad yelled.

This time around, his words got me.

Dad isn’t my biological father?

I listened again and my heart almost shattered into pieces.

“And so?! You were supposed to care for Kerryn because that was the promise you made before you got married to me.

You promised to take good care of Kerryn, to give her a life of luxury, you made that promised.

So why are you complaining?!

Do you think I would have married you if you weren’t rich?
I married you so that Kerryn would live a comfortable life.” Mom yelled.

I slumped on the floor and wept.

So after all, he isn’t my dad.
He isn’t my biological father.

“You promised me to also take care good of Monique. You promised to take good care of Monique, to show her love.

To show her the love of a mother but you didn’t!!

You were cruel to my daughter even after I fulfilled my own promise.

You treated my own daughter like trash and made your daughter live like a queen…..

Kerryn lived a good life while my own daughter lived liked a maid.

You know what? I’m so much done with you.” Dad yelled and tears streamed down my face.

“Look, I’m sorry okay? Besides she caused the accident and made me to be confined to a wheelchair.” Mom replied nonchalantly…

Dad didn’t even say anything.
I hurriedly stood up when I heard footsteps.

I entered into my room and plomped myself on the bed wetting my pillow with my tears.

I wailed loudly when I remembered that day, when I was six years old. The day my life turned around for good.


“Kerryn baby, we would be moving out today.” Mom said with a smile as she bent to my height.

“Really mom? Why?” I asked curiously.

“You see baby, your dad just got back from his trip and he would be taking us to our new home to live together.” Mom said with a smile…

My face lit up with happiness as I stared at mom.

“Really mom? I’m so happy.
I’m gonna see and live with my dad from now on. Yay!” I said happily.

“But baby, your daddy has a daughter and she would be living with us too.” Mom said.

“Okay mom. I’m happy, at least I get to have a sister to play with.” I said with a smile while mom nodded her head.

I and mom later moved out and we got to a mansion, a very big and huge mansion.

I was introduced to my dad and sister who was a little bigger than me and they were happy to have me and mom.

But I was glad to see and live with my dad and that was what matters a lot to me.


I wept more as I thought of the past.

There was a day I found out that Monique was a year older than me and I confronted my mom.

I had asked her why and how Monique is older than me but mom told me or rather lied to me that dad had cheated on her when they were dating.

She said Monique was from the woman he cheated on her with and I believed her.

I was barely thirteen years old then.

Now, I know that mom had been lying to me ever since.

No wonder mom had been so bent on getting rid of Monique so that I would get to inherit all of dad’s properties..

It was also because so that she would become rich even after dad dies.

Why would mom lie about Monique dad being my father?
I know for the fact that, when I was a kid, I used to ask Mom about my dad because I grew up with knowing only my mom, but she would tell me he travelled and would be back soon.

And when she saw the opportunity, she used it and lied to me.

I heard the door closed and the sound of car driving out.
Guess dad has gone out.

Him not being my dad is the most shocked news of my life, news that I can’t come to believe.

That the man I’ve been calling dad happens to be my non biological father.

I wiped my tears and rinsed my face in the sink.
After I was done, I walked out of my room.

Mom has explanations to do.

I got inside the room and saw her in deep thought.

“Mom?! I called.
She tilted her head and looked at me.

“Is it true?” I asked.
“True that what?” She asked with a raised eye brow.

“That dad isn’t my biological father? That he’s only Monique’s father.” I said and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Mom gasped surprisingly as she stared at me probably at loss of words.

“How….. Did you know?” She stuttered frighteningly.

“I overheard your heated arguments with dad. I overheard your conversations.” I said nonchalantly.

Her face was scrunched up with shock and in disbelief.

“Why…?” Her voice trailed off as she stared at me.

“Answer the fucking damn question. Is he my dad or not?!” I yelled angrily as I stared vacuosly at her.

“It’s true. He isn’t your biological father. ” She said guiltily.

“What the hell mom? Why? Why the hell did you lie to me?

For ten years, ten good years mom, I lived with the truth that he was my dad, my own father.” I cried out as I sat on the floor dejectedly.

“Look Kerryn I can explain.” She said sadly.

“Go on, explain every damn thing to me!” I snapped and wiped my tears.

“Your dad died a month after you were born.
I didn’t want to let you know that your father was dead till you were of age.

But luckily, my boss which happened to be Monique’s dad approached me.

I was his secretary and I’ve always loved him but he was married.

Then, he lost his wife. Six months later, he asked if I could take care of his seven years old daughter and I said yes.

At that time, he knew I had a six year old daughter.
He believed that since I had a daughter, I would be able to take good care of his daughter.

He had told me needed a woman who would take care good care of his kid especially when he’s not around and I agreed.

But I made him promise me that, he would take good care of you and treat you like his own daughter and he promised.

But he also made me promise that I would take good care of Monique and I gave him my words.

And then, we did a quiet court wedding because we weren’t in love but I was in love with him.

Then, I lied to you about your father being back from his trip.

Then, I stopped working for me so as to take care of you and Monique.

I’m so sorry Kerryn, sorry that I lied to you.
That you got to find out this way.” Mom begged with tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Did you ever have it in mind that you were going to tell me the truth someday?” I asked, still crying.

She nodded her head negatively and sniffed.

“No.” She confirmed.

I stood up angrily and paced around the room angrily.

“You’re so selfish mom. You even made me treat Monique with hatred.
She was so kind. She didn’t even slap it on my face that her dad wasn’t my dad even though she knew.

She’s been a good person.” I cried out feeling so pained.

“Kerryn, I’m sorry.” She cried.

“The hell mom! You’re a bad person and a liar. Serves you right that you’re on a wheelchair.

Karma is such a bitch!
You’re even a burden to me, a pain in the neck.

A bad mother to me. Your condition serves you right.

I hate you mom, I hate you so much.
You don’t deserve to be called my mother.” I yelled angrily and stomped out of the room crying.

I entered into my room and flunged my self on bed and wept.

πŸ’– Cassandra’s p.o.v πŸ’–

It hurts to see my daughter look at with so much hatred and disgust.

She doesn’t know I did what I did for her own good and future.

I managed to wheel myself to the desk and took a pen and paper.

This life isn’t worth living.
My husband hates me and my daughter too.

She called me a burden.
What’s life without being able to walk and do things?

I’m tired of this life already.
This life has no meaning again.

“Dear Kerryn, I’m sorry for lying to you and teaching you bad morales. I just want you to know that I did it for your own good and out of greed.

Help me tell Monique that I’m sorry.
I was only carried away by jealousy.

It’s sad that I’m just getting to realize my mistakes.
It’s too late to cry when the head is being cut off.

I’m just realizing my mistakes late.
I’m really sorry Monique and I hope you forgive me.

Kerryn be a good girl and continue to love your dad.

I’ve been too carried away by selfishness that I didn’t see the result coming.

I hope you all live happily without me.
I love you very much Kerryn, don’t ever forget that.” I wrote with tears filled eyes and dropped the pen.

I opened my drawer and took out one of my medicines.

It’s a depressant called opioid.
The doctor had given to me after Kerryn reported that I’m always been depression about my condition.

I took many and swallowed it down using a cup of water.
The doctor had once told me that overdose of opioids kills.

And that’s it, I took overdose.

🌷 Kerryn’s p.o.v 🌷
I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and bulgy eyes.

After brushing my teeth and taking my bath, I walked out of my room.

I microwaved the food in the fridge and dished out mom’s own.

I entered into her room and saw her sprawled on the floor with her medicine scattered on the floor.

Her eyes were opened in an awkward way and she wasn’t moving.
I dropped the food and walked closer to her.

Why is she on the floor in the first place?
I tried raising her up but she was so stiff.

“Mom?” I called and shook her vigorously.
She didn’t bulge or even blink.

I became alarmed as I saw that her chest wasn’t moving up and down.

I placed my ear on her chest and immediately, I let out a loud yell.

Mom was cold and wasn’t breathing.
It then dawned on me that she was dead.

I saw a paper as I read the content in it, I wept the more.

“I’m so sorry mom, I’m sorry.” I cried out as I shook her vigorously.

After crying till no tears were left and till my head ached, I closed her eyes and walked out of the room.
It hurts..
I don’t have a mother anymore.
I’m more or less like an orphan now.


I placed a flower on mom’s coffin as she was laid to rest.

Mom has been buried and everyone of us were hurt.
We were all putting on black and we had solemn faces.
It was just I, Monique, dad, Mason and a few others I don’t know.

As I stood up and was about walking away, my vision became blurry and my head was hurting.

Before I could process what was going on, everywhere started to spin.

I held my head and let out a loud wail before finally slumping on the ground and going unconscious……

To be continued..

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