Divorced my ex, married his friend

As the flight took off, my emotions became numb. Richardson sent multiple texts and calls, I ignored. Tears slid my face, as I wiped it off, overwhelmed with thoughts and mental rehearsals of how to present the situation to my parents.

Anticipation surged through me, my limbs became shaky. Fear pumped in my vessels. “What has Richard told my parents? Imagining how my brother's face will look like.”

None matters, I am just disturbing the peace of my mind. I can't wait to become the new heiress of my family.

The plane landed, my heart beat raced like wild fire. Hearing the lub-dub sound in my ears.

Passengers rushed out of the plane, i stand still like an hopeless orphan in search of lost parents.

Memories flashed back, the spot Richard proposed to me Right before my family and in public at the airport.

His favourite scent wafted, causing pains, it felt like thorns in my skin piercing my soul. My mind drifted to my parents, I told them I am coming home with my child.

I traced the crowd with my eyes, I could not find any of the passengers that just got off the plane. I have missed them so quickly.

So deep in thoughts.

I was about calling dad, the phone rang. My eyes drifted to him, the reassuring smile in his face.

He glanced at my mom, they admired me afar. I rolled Harley's wheels in the floor, my brother— Raymond ran towards me in excitement, he rolled my box.

My mom smiled at me, she grabbed my cheeks. “My damsel, quite an age.”

My brother has changed so far, he's now the heir he's supposed to be. It's been eight years now, my mom still looks younger.

“You are still the baby I used to pamper. When you're forty I will always see you as the same baby you were in my hands.” Dad was emotional. “A moment?”

“Theresa, your husband?” My mom— Ama asked. Raymond patted Harley.

“You mean Richard?” I smiled trying to hold my tears from falling, so not to look like a child tantrum. “I am sorry to say. We are divorced.”

“What do you mean by divorce?” Ama sounded harsh. “What explanation are we going to tell.” She glared at me in disappointment.

“It's okay mom. We will discuss at home.” Raymond sounded like he already heard form Jayden.

Dad nodded his head.

Different cars took off, Harley gazed at me. Her facial expressions asked questions her mouth couldn't, her silence says a lot.

“Forget about everything my child, you are starting afresh.” I smoothed her hair.

Peacefully and stress Free, we arrived home. The surroundings looked different, it feels like I am in paradise. How I wish I can ease my emotions. Emotions deepened, causing tears, I held back.

Home felt like paradise, the looming flowers and sentinels whispering something only a psychologist can understand.

Raymond rolled Harley's chair, the scent of my favourite meal dazzling in the air. At the door step, I tried forgetting all that's bothering me, assuming I am in paradise.

My parents house are no longer how it used to be anymore, the centre table changed to a shivering golden metal art work.

The flower vase were replaced with ornaments and shrubs. Our chef has been replaced with new ones.

Hesitates to ask anything.

Almost nine years since I left home, only calls and texts. Richard never allowed me to visit home. Raymond also believed I was doing fine.

During our meal, my dad fixed his gaze at me. I lowered my eyeballs, softly taking each bite and swallowing.

“Can you tell us how the story went?” he cleared his throat.

Raymond felt disgusted, Harley sighed ticking her plate with her fork

“The test claimed she's not Richard's.” Ama gwaped. My dad looked at Harley in disappointment.

Raymond showed no emotion since he already knows everything.

“After we returned from the hospital, his attitude towards me changed. He accused me of infidelity.” I exhaled deeply. He replaced me with his ex-Delilah. She mocked me. Richardson fed me divorced papers, he disowned Harley. I also conducted another test, it says Harley is not Richard's.”

“Is that an excuse for this mess?” Dad adjusted his glasses looking at me in disappointment.

“Dad please stop it! Let's have our meal in peace.” Raymond frowned. “We have business proposals to discuss about. Richard isn't worth it.”

“Our business partner is planning on meeting you.” Ama said.

“If you are interested.” My dad fixed his gaze.

I paused for a second, “why won't I ? I am solely interested in this business.”

“He insists on meeting our heiress. Which means you will have to see him early tomorrow.” Raymond insisted.

“Of all persons, why would he insist on meeting me.”

“She will, all she needs now is rest.” Ama winked at Raymond.

Within a second i watched the sky swallow the sun, releasing sunset view at dusk.The reflection casted a golden hue on my daughter, she appears before me looking like an angel. I watched Harley finish her pastry, the Golden hue highlighted her Beauty and facial features— luxury gold hair, blue eyes and pink lips.

The view of the garden sank me into melancholy and nostalgia. Soon, supper was over.

I was wandering around the garden, picking flowers. The hibiscus smelt like tomorrow or a new scent I couldn't describe.

The shaped shrubs sank my heart in a pool of optimism. Sooner, it got darker, with the full moon in the sky.

I felt a stranged sensation.

“Are you calm now?” Raymond placed his hands on my shoulders. “Surprised? I heard everything about your ex.”

“Who told you everything?”

“It's not time to know. Rest your soul. With time you will know what you missed from home..”

“I am eager to know.”

“Relax my dear. The CEO’s identity will leave you in doubt..”

He turned his back and left, my thoughts drifted to no one. Hours will complete the day and the sun will rise. I will be at my best tomorrow to represent my family has the heiress.

The breeze in the garden refreshed memories and brought Cool ideas. I returned to my room, childhood pictures, symbols and objects that made me feel like I am still in my childhood or prime.

I held my childhood photo in my hands, how I looked like eleven years ago. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I resemble another Theresa. I am not like I used to be before.

I layed on my bed, day dreaming and rehearsing in my head, how best I will present myself tomorrow.