Chapter 5

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Alaya's pov

I returned from my dad's house after listening to his bullshit.

How can he do that to me?

How canhe snatch my only happiness from me? Hazel is my world , my life , and my mom's dream .

I have worked my ass off day and night from the age of 19 after my mother's death.

Accomplishing her dream was my only agenda of life after her death.

And I achieved success as well , my designs were world wide famous .
I also won various awards for my designs.

I was always appreciated by people everywhere I went .

Apart from some exceptions who are jealous of my success.

Is my father blind ? Can't he see my success and hard work towards my company.

How can he give remaining shares to her wife?

I know she is going to sell my shares at a higher price than their actual value to some other company.

Her life only revolves around money ,
she is someone who cannot be satisfied with what she has and only craves for more .

She married my father for his money only "certified gold digger" and I'm not all guilty of saying these words.

Now she is after my happiness and her sole purpose is to destroy me and my family's happiness.

I reached home thinking how
I could save my company from her evil plans .I entered inside, Throwing my shoes somewhere in the corner.

Taking a deep breath I took the bottle from the refrigerator and gulped the cold water in one go to relax my racing mind .

My mind and heart are both filled with sadness and rage.

I want to scream and cry my heart out and let sleep consume me so that I can escape this harsh reality.

I entered the bathroom taking my nightwear .As the shower turned on cold water started running on my skin I couldn't control and tears started rolling from my eyes.

I miss my mom, I miss her warmth,
I miss her touch , I want to sleep holding her tight so that these demons can't hurt me .

Why my why ! Why did you leave me alone to fight with this cruel world?

I can't mom ,I can't fight, I am too tired of fighting everyday battles alone.

I am not your strong daughter.

I need you please come back and hold me, please I beg you .......

I don't know how long I was inside the bathroom crying. Crying in the bathroom is the best way to let out your inner feelings you can't share with anyone.I was too exhausted.

I straight went to bed and covered myself with a duvet and let sleep consumed me.

Next morning :

My deep slumber broke from the sunlight coming through the window and falling on my face.
I whined, feeling my head aching.
I guess last night crying too much caused headache.

I sat up yawning and took my phone sleepily from the nightstand. With my sleepy eyes and aching head I saw some chaos going on in our girls group chat.

(5 messages from : OG MOMMIES 💋󰙖)

Nysha : Bitches I got four tickets for the concert in Dubai.
GOOD MORNING MOMMIES.

Kavya : OMG OMG OMG FR DUBAI CONCERT OMGGGGG????

Preesha : Kavya what did you eat in the morning? So much energy for early morning.Why are you screaming in the morning?

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