FATED CHASE

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could be better, I decided to give my husband a special treat. It was his birthday, I org

after our wedding ceremony. However, I want to re

back?" Debby asked, makin

gesturing for her to sit b

said, without wasting much t

The beauty of the surpri

etimes, I felt she was disrespecting him but then, he accepted his wrong. I guess it was out of the love

row, she pointed at the wall clock. "Could it be something is wrong? If he retu

s. I don't want her to call him. The shock and joy on his face when he sees the cakes, wines, and different

busy with work even when you both should be making babies. You both have been

ll she said was valid, she was in her late twenties, a

hear the sound of his car..." I paused and looked at

me worthy to celebrate his birthday with? At this point, I recalled his last birthday, he returned from work very early but

a bright smile, I couldn't explain why I felt so elated. Maybe bec

" Debby uttered as she s

t for the sake of my unborn child. As I entered the sitting room, I gazed at Caleb's picture which was framed

nd and business partner. He shou

" I greete

y I arrived late.

my confusion. I gestured for him

ments. On the invitation card you sent to m

ble to complete my statemen

mself and pretending not to hea

val." I said trying to hide my pain with a fake smile. "You

ur husband left his office around 5:00 PM, making it known that he

Where could

e, I have

ink before he arrives." I suggested, bu

lowed after me. I

d Caleb had been friends from childhood so

ilas said happily as he to

ght smile. "However, your friend is not yet back h

explanation from him when he re

" Debby said

so flashed through my mind. I recall how Caleb got me gifts and spent time with me and I returned the gesture. Throughout my college days, he was jealous whenever I received gifts from other mal

ll not returned home. All I spent to make his

e," Silas said with a low to

of how embarrassed I felt. In respons

aken. How could the man I love? The man I exchanged marital vows

o treat me with such disrespect. I placed my head on the table, a

disrupted my moment of peace. I

glances as though she was asking if I spent the night in the di

ention. After minutes of patting my face and wondering who cam