My Knight: Dakota's Second Chance

CHAPTER 25

FORTUNATE

I didn’t drink last night at Dakota’s stepdaughter’s party. I just didn’t feel like it. My soul was down and I could hardly stomach anything but I pretended to be fine. Only this time I didn’t have my every shield to protect me, alcohol and tipsiness.

I drag myself out of the bed and go brush my teeth before heading to the kitchen. I grab bottled water from the fridge and then go throw myself into the couch, tuning into the Morning News. I am weird, I know, but I am a news’ person. I raise the volume a bit just to see what’s happening this morning. A reporter appears reporting about some fire that occurred in a house of some influential man. The house looks familiar, too familiar.

“I am Nozithiya Mbomvu, reporting live at the home of the late Mr. Qhayiya Kheyizana. Mr. Kheyizana was a famous businessman who owned a couple of properties and a media publishing house. He is also the son of Mr. Bayeza Kheyizana who is a Police Captain in Port Alfred and Mrs. Hlalumi Kheyizana who is a Judge at the Magistrate Court in Port Alfred. It has been said that Mr. Kheyizana was attacked in his home last night and he was burnt alive. This was a direct and personal attack. It has not been confirmed if his daughter was inside the house but numerous unidentified bodies were found at the kitchen in Mr. Kheyizana’s house. That is all for now. Please tune in on the next hour for more updates. I am Nozithiya Mbomvu, reporting live.”

I freeze and my mouth goes dry. I feel myself sweating everywhere in my body. I am shivering. I am unsure if I am still dead or alive. I feel my breath being cut off and I can’t breathe. I am trying so hard to find a breathing pattern but I am failing. I hear nothing but the sound of burning flames and how she may have possibly screamed on her last moments. My daughter. My only daughter. She is presumably dead and it’s all because of one man who has managed to screw me over from time to time. I hear every sound I can think of, ringing in my head. I can’t breathe. Help me breathe. I am sinking into a dark hole. I don’t know if I will be able to get out without anyone pulling me out. Somebody pull me out. Please.

-Ding Dong-

The bell works like magic. Like it was the only sound I was waiting for in order to snap out of whatever trance I was in. switching off the TV, I drag my feet to the door and open the door with the little strength I have left. There is no one there. I am in the delusional stage, this early? I look down and I nearly jump back when my eyes land on my daughter in her car seat sleeping peacefully. My heart beat fasts out of my chest. What is happening? What the hell is happening? I look around and on my right I spot 3 pink big suitcases and boxes. Is this some kind of a joke? My baby makes a small sound and then she opens her eyes. She smiles when she sees me.

“Mommy.”

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DAKOTA

She smiles at me before going to sit on her husband's lap. He adorably wraps his arms around her waist and brings her even more closer than she is. She perks his lips and turns her attention to me. This kind of old love is goals.

“Don't worry about it. These two don't care about PDA. I have been subjected to this from when I was only a day old. Even porn. I once saw them shagging in the bathroom and I was 15 months then.” Ndabe states and his mother rolls his eyes while his father cracks up.