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• Happy Never After   Chapter 20

  “Is he going to be okay?” she asked hours later as she stood beside Daniel who was still unconscious. Fabian stood beside her, staring down at him. “I hope not.”She gasped. “Stop saying that, Fabian. He has to be fine,” she whispered. &

• Happy Never After   Chapter 19

  She couldn’t get enough sleep that night. She had no idea where the magazine was and why Daniel must have taken it. “Why don’t we go back to the restaurant and eat breakfast there?” she had asked him the next morning.“No, honey. I don’t think we should go back there,” he said, shaving his beard.“But I t

• Happy Never After   Chapter 18

  Alicia walked closer. “I believe I have an appointment with you.”She had no idea why she felt uneasy and worse, jealous. Why would she be jealous? She had no business to be jealous.He cleared his throat. “Doctor Megan is in her office, she will attend to you.”“No,” she said sternly. “You didn’t ask for

• Happy Never After   Chapter 17

  “I’m so sorry, my husband had an accident some minutes ago and we are still at the hospital. What is your name please?” When she heard this, she said nothing, she just ended the call. What was that? How did that happen?Quickly, she made the tea and headed back to their room. He was out of the shower and was getting into his robe.

• Happy Never After   Chapter 16

  “Lucas Harrison,” she said the name again and quickly, picked up her phone as she wrote down the number below it. This was confusing, why would Daniel lie about this person?She flipped the pages of the magazine and saw more pictures of Daniel, Lucas and some other students holding hands and laughing, behind them, very faint was another picture of someone, whose face was painted again. There were about five pictures with painted faces but on every page, the name, Daniel Johnson was mentioned several times as the brightest student and who was given the scholarship to study further in Florida…

• Happy Never After   Chapter 15

  BACK TO THE PRESENTAlicia checked the time; it was an hour ago that her husband had left and he was yet to be back. She sighed, wondering whether to call him or not to. It was some minutes to 7 in the night. While she debated on calling her, she went through her phone and stopped when it got to Faith’s number. Her fingers hovered above the ‘send’ button as she deliberated on whether to click that or not…