My Dear Deadly Husband

Chapter 14

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I would like to take a moment and shed light to the #blacklivesmatter movement that is occurring around the world. My heart goes out to George Floyd and his family. My heart goes out to the black lives who were lost but were never heard of. My heart goes out to the black lives currently experiencing this world of racial discrimination, black oppression and racial profiling.

You didn't deserve to experience it then, you don't deserve to experience it  now and you won't deserve to experience it in the future. I stand with you and I support you, now and until you get the justice you deserve.

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"Hello?" she whispered into the phone. 

"Hi, who is speaking?" the voice answered back.

"It's Roseline Lewis," she replied.

"Roseline Lewis," he exclaimed, "Sinclair's forced bride."

"That's right," she replied distastefully.

"I was waiting for your call," he said. "I was starting to think you would never contact me."

"Sorry, I've been trying to find a day where he would leave me alone in the condo. Turns out he's been keeping a close eye on me since we met. He's only been able to trust me to be here by myself for today since it's been a couple of weeks."

"He didn't like us meeting?" he mused. 
"He really didn't," she muttered. 

"He didn't do anything bad to you, did he?" he asked concerned. 

"No, no. I'm fine," she assured. 

"Good, then let's get right to it. Firstly, let's get you out of there. Nothing worse than being stuck with someone who has basically kidnapped you," he mumbled. 

"You mean leave?" she uttered surprised. 

"Unless you want to stay."

"No!" she suddenly shouted. "I've had enough being here."

Rose waited for a few seconds before she heard him talking once more. 

"Then, let me come pick you up in about half an hour. Could you get ready by then?"

Rose bit her lip and furrowed her eyebrows. 

"Of course."

Rose quickly ended the call, not before sending Ryan the address, and ran towards her room where she took out a duffle bag stashed deep into the closet. 

She grabbed the nearest clothes she could find and opened drawers to retrieve anything she may have needed.

Of course, she was reluctant by his sudden proposal to pick her up; she hardly knew the guy. But she would rather leave now than any minute later. 

No sooner than later, she heard the doorbell ring throughout the halls of the home. 

Whipping her heads towards the door, she quickly walked up to the front door and looked through the peephole to see Ryan standing outside. 

She smiled and opened it to see him look at her relieved. 

"Thank you for coming," she said grateful.

He smiled at her, "No worries. Now let's get you out of here. We can sort out all the formalities once he's out of the way."

She quickly nodded and headed back inside to get her bags and timidly followed Ryan down the corridors of the condo and down the building where his Jeep was parked at the front.