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“What did the test results say?” the older lady in the room asked, impatient. She had been pacing around for over ten minutes. “It's…it's…negative.” “What?!” Fury etched all over her expression when she landed a slap on the younger lady's face. “It's been four years and two months and you still keep saying the same thing.” “Let it be, mum” the guy in a navy blue shirt said as he walked over to console his mother who had rage in her eyes. “Lucas, you married a log of wood. She's simply a plank!” she said as she sat down on her royal stool. Her son now turned to the younger lady who stood there with trembling hands. “Go to your room”, he said, waving her off with his hand. She ran out of the living room and the minute she got to the bedroom, she dropped on her knees and sobbed bitterly. This was the seventh pregnancy test she had taken since the year began and on all seven occasions, she received a slap or two upon announcing the negative results. Even worse, she would be so

Nina happened to be a rising model from Vancouver.She was elegant with impeccable taste and lots of brands desired to work with her. Perhaps, she was going to be the face of Miller Holdings.But Daisy was slightly wrong. “Meet Nina, mum.” They exchanged an air kiss. “And who's she?” Nina asked, pointing to Daisy. “She's…uhm…my wife”, Lucas struggled to say. “Oh”, Nina smiled, scanning Daisy from head to toe.“I've heard a lot about you.” “Me too. I've seen you on many billboards”, Daisy beamed from ear to ear. “You're really pretty.” “Thanks”, Nina said, feeling flattered. “You can go upstairs”, Lucas said to Daisy after noticing she was gawking. He personally served his guest a drink which was rare. There were giggles and the conversation spun for a while. It wasn't until quite some time had passed that Daisy noticed her phone was not in her bedroom.‘I must have dropped it in the conservatory’, she said to herself and quickly went there. But it wasn't there…‘Maybe it

“How's she doing, doctor?” the man in the tailored black suit asked. The top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, with his sleeves rolled up once, exposing a silver watch with a cracked surface.“Physically, she is fine. No fractures so that's a good sign. But, she seems to be in shock and she has some marks on her body.” “Shock?” “Yes. You never really told me if she's your family.” “I told you, it's complicated.” “I'd like to speak with her family.”“I don't have access to her family at the moment. You can speak to me.” “Alright. The thing is, she is physically fine but mentally absent. We can't tell what exactly the cause is so we'd need to speak to her family.” “But if that won't be possible”, he continued, “then we'd have to file a police report.” “That won't be necessary. I'll take care of her until I get in touch with her family.” “Alright, Mr. Elbane.”“Can I at least see her?” “Yes you can. I can't tell if she's awake now. But don't say anything to trigger h