Glamour's POV
I had dried my eyes and got up from the floor of the kitchen, I went back to the sitting room and sat on the sofas awaiting the return of the soon-to-be-dead husband.
I continued to mull over my perfect plan. the more I think about it, the more it seems to be not so perfect.
I had intended to agree to sleep in the same bed with him, and then kill him in the middle of the night.
But what if I fail, my head offers then I'd be dead and my family and friends would also be dead.
The lives of my family and friends are worth more than any freedom I could ever ask for, and that's why I decided to wait until my plan becomes flawless, before I execute it.
I would just have to wait patiently until we are back in California to make a plan that I'm sure would not involve failure.
At least I know he's not trying to kill me so I might be able to survive a few weeks of agony, just until we get back.
I was still thinking of possible ways to save myself and my family from this hell hole.
*maybe I should check the contract I had signed for any loopholes* I thought, but then I don't have it and I don't think He brought it with him.
Even though I thought of ways to get out of this, I couldn't help but wonder how they had changed who I was getting married to, on the same day I was getting married.
That could also be a loophole I think because for the whole of those two weeks I was made to believe that I was getting married to Little man, but then everything changed right when I walked to the altar...
Was this their plan all along or did they only make the change on that same day, the day of the wedding? I asked myself, but I don't have any answers to my questions.
My life still feels like a nightmare. it's like I'm stuck in a lucid dream, where I could only watch my life unfold. I have no control whatsoever over it.
I could blame everything on Maya but that would not solve the problem. I could also choose to feel sorry for my life and not try to move on, letting these devils win for ruining my life, or I could just brush things up and move on with my life as if nothing happened, after making sure they pay dearly. or I could just try to make things go back to the way they once were...
But those were more easily said than done. I don't know if I could ever move on, or if I could ever make things go back to the way they once were.
I don't even know where I stand with my dad after getting married to someone he was totally against. And I don't even wanna think of Hamdi, because I know he's not going to react amicably to these crazy turns of events in my life.
Hamdi is that one brother every Human could ever wish for. He's the overly protective brother that one might ping as annoying but to me, he's the kind of brother who makes all the assholes stay away.
I knew he'd kill Dharl himself if he finds out the truth about my wedding, but I would not want him to get blood in his hands, no matter what the reasons may be.
And at that instant, I felt I wanted to talk to my brother. I don't wanna tell him what's going on, I just wanna hear his voice. That frog voice that he feels makes girls drawl all over him, I miss the fact that I'd tease him about it and we'd end up teasing each other for a long while...
But right now, I don't know if I could still have that normal life anymore, I don't know how he'd be able to take this whole thing in if he finds out. But I just hoped that he wouldn't stay mad at me for a long time for something that I had no choice about, but he might not know that.
I was sitting there on the sofa, hugging my knees to my chest, and feeling dejected about my life and the turns out of events in the short span of two weeks, when the door opened and Mr. Husband came in holding something in his hands.
I looked away just as soon as our eyes met, not wanting to hold his gaze for longer than 2 seconds.
I felt him still staring at me probably about to say something but then he approached me before saying "here", and stretched his hands that's holding something.
I looked at his hand, and to my surprise, he was holding a mobile phone, and I wanted to squeal with joy at that, but I held it back in, I didn't even make a move to collect it. I only looked up at him with a raised questioning eyebrow as if to say why are you giving me that.
" I noticed you didn't take your phone with you, and I don't want your mom to think something bad happened to you, " he informed after seeing that I didn't make a move to collect it from his hands.
I reluctantly reached out and grabbed it while hiding my excitement. I didn't bother to say thank you and he didn't wait for that either because he went back upstairs after I collected it.
I wanted to ask him how he knew I didn't have my phone with me but I didn't I was too excited to call mom that I had ignored that little question.
I checked the phone and it seemed he just got it from a store, it was a Samsung I didn't bother to check the model, I was more worried if it had been registered to make calls or not.
When I switched it on, I was about to set the location to see what time it is actually, but it was already set and it read 5 pm on the surface...
"Shit" I mumbled and then tried to think how far ahead would California be from here, or how far behind but I didn't know the exact time difference. I quickly googled it and found that it was only 3 pm over there.
I then quickly typed in mom's number and dialed it I didn't know if she was going to pick because she hardly picks up calls from strange numbers. But surprisingly, she picked up after the first few rings.
"Hello," she said frantically, and when I said hello she sighed heavily into the phone.
"Glamour? is that you?"
"yes, mom " I answered back at the bridge of tears, now that I could hear her voice I just couldn't help the overwhelming feeling in my heart.
"I was so worried baby, what did you do to your phone why couldn't I reach you?"
" I didn't take my phone with me"
"oh, but you could have used that of Darhl to call earlier, why did you have to wait now before calling," mom challenged, believing that I was calling her from his phone.
I didn't tell her I couldn't, even if I had wanted to, I didn't want her to think something's wrong. I only told her it wasn't his phone, he just got me a new one, and that I had only woken up from sleep as we had a long flight.
"Where are you guys?"
"We're at the Bahamas," I announced.
"Oh, really, did Darhl know you wanted to go there for summer?" mom asked excitedly and I snorted inwardly as if he'd care to know. but I didn't tell mom that though I only told her I didn't but maybe he found that out from Maya.
We talked for a while, mom even asked if Mr husband was close but I told her he was taking his bath as I didn't wanna say he's upstairs and I'm sitting alone in the parlor. we said our goodbyes and ended the call.
I then dialed Maya's phone, but she didn't answer.
I became bored and lonely, and I just couldn't help but wish we could just go back to Cali and I could resume going back to school, at least the contract didn't say I couldn't well hopefully.
I was getting too bored of sitting on that sofa and scheming through my phone endlessly with nothing to do, I then remembered the beach outside and I got up, and got, and got one of my flowery medium length dress from my bag and put it on, but I didn't have any shoes to fit my dress I had decided to just go out barefooted, but just before I could open the door to go outside to the beach, Mr. Husband came strolling down the stairs at that exact moment, and asked where I was going.
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