•••• Jordan's POV ¶¶••••
I never left town. I couldn't leave without Grace by my side.
After Gloria's death, the only lady who could and who can console me is Grace. She is all I need. She has all it takes.
I have been watching her for this past month.
I have been planning my return.
Waiting for the best moment to make my appearance back into her life.
Then all of a sudden this guy, Andrew, comes and spoils all my plans. He corrupts her mind with money and fame.
It's disheartening!.
I know she still loves me. Even if she doesn't, I know she must have missed me as I do.
"I hate that bastard, he has impregnated Grace, my Grace."
I cry.
That child is supposed to be mine not his.
He is going to pay me for taking my girl!.
But, All I want for now is Grace. I need to have Grace. I cry!.
"But she is pregnant for another man!."
A voice in me hits me.a
"It doesn't matter!. I will take care of the baby as if it's mine."
I tell myself.
"Hahaha!."
And I Maliciously laugh...
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•••• Grace POV ¶¶ •••••
"It's best, Grace remains here at home with her mum and the guards!. Then we, the policemen, and you guys, we will go to the meeting site. Yet we need someone to disguise as Grace!."
The policeman explains
"I can do it!."
Izzy offers her help.
She breathes faster, as her heart rate increases.
Without wasting any time, my mum nods at her in dismay.
"No, it's too risky!. And your mother will kill me if she founds out about this!. Sorry, but for you, it's NO!."
My mum exclaims
"Mum, I insist!."
Izzy pleads
"Are you sure you wanna do this?."
I hold her hands tight, my whole body is in discomfort.
"Yes!."
She nods at me
Aren't still convinced yet. And mum is in totally against.
"Good!. Then our plan is okay, we just need to fake her pregnancy and that will be all. For the moment!."
The policeman says
"Great!."
My dad exclaims.
"Let's be quick then!. We have to be there an hour before time, so as to get ready!. Let's go!."
The policeman declares and he starts making phone calls, ordering for equipment.
A a few minutes later,
Small police bus stations in front of my house, with some men inside, the step-down with all the required equipment.
A fake silicon stomach is been placed in Izzy's stomach, it's like she is pregnant with covering dresses. She is given some earpiece.
"Good luck!."
I whispered to her
She just nods at me with her quivering body.
Everyone is scared and worried.
"Take care of yourself!."
Andrew kiss my forehead.
"And you watch over, her!."
Andrew others the three guards and the cook.
They all nod at him.
With that, they all enter the vehicle and the takeoff to the site
While.
I move back into my room.
"Do you need something madam?."
the maid asks
She just wants to help.
"No, thank you!."
And I keep moving, till I reach my room and I fall into the bed very worried.
"I pray nothing happens to Izzy and Frank!."
I pray to myself
I can't keep calm. I don't know what Jordan is up to this time.
I just pray they catch him this time. I'm sick and tired of all this. It needs to stop definitely.
I curse myself for ever letting Jordan into my life.
Two guards are standing out and one is in front of my bedroom door.
I'm well secured!. Nothing can happen to me. These men look tough. I don't think Jordan can stand them.
I didn't have the time to eat the delicious soup Izzy made for me with all her love and care.
I wish all this was just a dream. I terrible nightmare.
Unfortunately for me, it is real, my love ones are in danger because of me.
"Because of 'Me'!."
This statement keeps bouncing in my head like a big tenor.
And it's getting me crazy, sick, and tired. I just want to kill myself and leave all this bad luck behind me.
I roll-on my body in bed, sleepless. But how will I sleep?.
Why will I even think of sleeping?!. After provoking all this havoc.
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¶¶At the meeting point¶¶
The police park the car far away from the building Jordan had indicated in the text message.
Some police officials move down the car, strolling further. Slightly closer to the building and hid around. While my family stays far away in the car.
The time comes and Izzy is asked to move further. But the build is big how will she recognize or identify the place in.
She has my phone, she texts Jordan, who text her back the direction that she has to follow.
She moves, throw the corridor with her heart inside her stomach.
She enters the abandoned building as indicated. The big room is dusky her vision isn't clear. She notices lots of carton boxes and big contains. She moves until she reaches the middle of the room.
"Grace!."
Jordan calls.
She Immediately turns in search of the yelling voice. She sees Frank seating at one angle of the room, with his hands tied and mouth wrapped and no one else.
She covers her mouth with her hands in frustration and pains.
She can't scream afraid Jordan recognized her voice. She can't speak this tortures her the more.
No one is talking again. The the building is quite.
Izzy is not detecting any sign of Jordan.
"Hmmm, mmm!. no, hmmm!."
Frank shakes on his seat, trying to say something.
But Izzy is unable to figure it out. She is afraid to move to him in fear that Jordan might be monitoring her.
It's getting so embarrassing for her.
She remains dumbfounded in the middle of the room.
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In my room,
I'm seated and I'm standing and strolling around my room.
I seat. Now, I'm seated on the floor.
"I wish I had an idea of what is happening the right now!."
I tell myself
I step out of my room to the kitchen.
I see the maid, comfortably seated in the kitchen.
I envy her comfort!.
She immediately gets up as she sees me.
"Can I help you madam?."
She asks
"No!."
I lean on the shell supporting my head on my hand, heavy and tired.
She moves closer to me.
"You need to relax!."
She advises me.
"Thank you!."
I take a step back, away from her, and her pity.
I don't need to be weaker than I am already. With this irritating stomach.
"I need some milk and cookies!."
I order with that, I move back to my room.
While she tries to get me what I inquired.
I get into my room, I seat on the bed and on the TV.
"I can't even eat, why did I other for it!.wd
I tell myself, feeling nauseous.
Anyway, I must not eat it now. I wait for her!. The noise from the TV irritates me, I off it.
I lay on the bed with my big belly facing the ceiling.
Lost in my thoughts and sleep tries to snatch me away.
{Short scream and sound of a glass breaking!.}
I shudder out of my light napa.
"It's from the kitchen!. I hope nothing has happened to her!."
Trembling, I tell myself.
I don't actually know her name.
I'm standing in my room worried. Strolling around my bed and biting my fingers.
Then I recall that there is a guard standing at my doorstep. This relieves me.
I close all my windows and I step out.