All Chapters of The False Facade: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

From the rare view... The hot Australian sun was at its peak, casting splashes of white against the blue canvas of the sky. From the mouth of penthouse to the distant stationing of the horizon, buildings in varying sizes and heights, filled the space. Across the streets, pedestrians and motorists appeared to be in a tussle with road use. And everywhere was a crisscross of activities.That was the view of Duncan Eaton from his penthouse window. As a groom-to-be, he ought to be anything but relaxed- at least, that was the case with most bridegrooms. However, dear young Duncan was an exception to the 'rule'. If anything, he was balanced on his swivel chair, taking in the beauty that surrounded the city.Diane had succeeded in pulling his heartstrings, the same way he was intermittently tugging at a yoyo. There was no denying the fact that he loved her. And by all accounts, she felt the same way for him.

Laura2:30PM was all I could think of throughout the day and as soon as it came through, I made to retire. The hell load of work plus my frantic effort to get ready for the Bronx trip was a pure definition stress. So, my desire to get home was justified.I dropped by at a pet store to get hold of some catnip but one a second thought, decided against it. Sahara, my cat, had been giving me concern, and this morning was a drastic addition to my worry. He had retched his gut out; I needed not to be told to have him checked immediately. Since I wasn't sure of the problem with him, I ditched the thought of getting a catnip. That might worsen the situation.Being friends with a vet doctor had many pros, one of them being that I got to be properly attended to even with cheap rates. Mike's clinic had become Sahara's second home as I always dropped him there before getting to work. Hopefull

 Laura. I had just finished coating the last cake, thanking my stars I was through for the day. Even though it was showering outside, the kitchen was blazing hot.Phew! Enough for the day. I wiped my face clean, picked up my bag and headed for the bathroom. I turned the door knob and..."Tarrrrraaaaah!"The shrill that escaped my mouth was unrecognisable to me."Oh shit!" I clutched my chest. "What in the weirdest world are you doing here?""To see you since you wouldn't visit.""And you could only do that by scaring the life outta me?" I said, stepping into the bathroom.Faith was the last person I expected to see. She'd been away for a month and I wasn't expecting her to be back any time soon. As a well-sort-after freelance writer, she wa

 Laura We were set to leave on a Saturday. Faith had been busy coursing through the entire supermarkets around, packing and re-packing her stuff, paying for our tickets and rescheduling her appointments. I, on my part, had been racking my brain, trying to come up with the perfect lie for Benny. I finally decided to call in sick. That was the most plausible excuse I could give. My permission was granted, but not without a litany of conditions, warnings and even threatenings.The days went by quickly and, rolled into Saturday. I'd gone over to Faith's place the night before, alongside Sahara. It was at that point I realised how lonely I'd been: we had spent the night chit-chatting.We booked a morning ticket for us to arrive early enough to check some pla

  LauraIt was a long boring week for me. A storm after the shine. I'd been in Neverland, the previous week, frolicking around the streets of Atlantic city with Faith; not prepared for the fun-lacking life that awaited me in New York.At first, I swore never to step my feet at the bakery. Not after the spoiler Benny threw. However, the ever present bills and other responsibilities, swept the little pride I had, away. I found my way back to the misery of a job.I couldn't forget the carefree demeanour Benny had, when I met her at the store. For Heaven's sake she'd given me financial grief and she still had the grits to act normal. As though nothing had happened. I thought of giving her the silent treatment but scoffed at the idea.Giving Benny the silent treatment. Who was I kidding?I, however, decided to call it quits to