Twist Of Fate: Three Little Miracles

Now, The Three Little Rugrats were of to school. They wanted to skip school and take care of their mother who is wounded but they reluctantly followed their mum’s instruction.

Diana was left under the supervision of a colleague of her -An Army Medical -. As she was injured, she can’t just be left at home alone.

Diana lied on her bed, then her phone chirped like a little birds voice. Her messages notification sound was set that way. She picked up her phone which was by her bedside and checked for the message. It was from her banking system. It read ‘Happy Birthday!’ along were wishes….

“Oh!!! It’s my birthday…. I bet my kids doesn’t even know” She muttered. Even herself had forgotten that today was her birthday.

Last night, after she was hit by a log of plank, the first contact came as a whisper inside her head, delicate as the brush of a falling leaf.

Aliko Diana!

The first voice was joined by others. Who are you?

I’m Diana. My mother is Jocelyn Aliko. My father is Aliko himself. I was married to someone, who cheated on me and I divorced him. Then I had an accident – something now was missing –

Her mind seemed to snap in on itself, like a rubber band, and she reeled soundlessly into a whirlwind of images cast against the insides of her closed eyelids.

At the second contact of the plank a sudden pain lanced through her right arm and she fell to the ground. With consciousness drifting away from her after the attacker left, started towards the training field and then someone, Mark came to her and to her senses “saved her”.

She shrieked as some images fell away during a memory Resurgence and she spun upward, breaking the surface of consciousness like a diver breaking up through a wave. There was something cold pressed against her cheek. She pried her eyes open and saw silver stars. She blinked twice before she realized that she lying on a bed, in a spare bedroom in the president generals mansion, with the president general sitting beside her. They kissed and it was disrupted by the ex-communicando when he barged in.

‘ woah, Happy 29th birthday to me! Last night, was a memorable night and a bit of my memories coming back insouciants and excites me’ Diana said and exhaled. :The attack directly on her head has in a way helped her in recollecting a bit of her memory. At least now, she remembers her parents and knows she was married but however got divorced due to he cheated on her; that she already knew.

Why couldn’t I just have remembered him? My ex husband! Is it Jake Bernard really?

The army medical by this time, Diana reeled on the memory comeback she had last night, had gone out to get some stuff, she said Diana needed.

It was then Mark opened Diana’s bedroom door, the scent hit her, soft as the padded blow of a cat’s paw: the rich nice fragrance of him, the stronger, soapy scent of nicely packed flowers, even with some she didn’t recognize. She had just stood up and sat on her bed.

“Wow.” She turned slowly, taking it in. “It’s so beautiful” her gaze was fixated on the flower on Marks hand. It’s nicely packed and very beautiful.

“Happy Birthday!!!!! Aliko Diana” he said.

She was oddly touched. “Thank you.” a thought oscillated through her mind ‘How did he know today is my birthday?

The president general has full access to all informations about the military officers in and out of the Sterling City military base…. As far as you’re a military officer, he just had to demand for your information, in file or in any electronic means.

Thus, lately he had went through Aliko’s Diana information….

Before Mark could take a step forward, his phone rang, when the voice at the other end of the phone spoke, the smile on his face got replaced with an angry look, he dropped the flowers he was holding on the bed and darted out of the room immediately. Fear had crept into him. The flowers however was a gift he got personally to surprise Diana with, but now a call has spoilt that remarkable moment.

When he got back to the president general ward, he saw some army medical administering his grandpa, Kelly Owens some intravenous drips. He had fainted earlier, and that was the reason a call was placed over to Mark.

Two thoughts ran through his mind.

“Get hold of the ring–”

“Marry his betrothed–‘

Even the thoughts of he is Diana’s Triplets father flashed in but it was merely faint and least considered, but that would mean his grandpa has grandchildren even though not from the lady he betrothed to Mark.

Kelly Owens was in fact, not an actual grandfather of Mark. He was the father of the mother that abducted him. Ordinarily and naturally, Mark regarded him as his grand dad. Which meant that Jake Bernard was Kelly Owen’s actual grandson. Owens knew this, although the thought of Jake burnt him, he had no option but to forget and heal. “Jake deserved his punishment for what he did! He raped and killed an innocent maid!” That was the idea, all the evidence pointed to that accusation, making it a fact. However it’s what that is behind the eyes that count, thus Jake was seeking revenge.

The only person who knew what had actually happened was the person who framed him and of course Mark, who didn’t testify because he was threatened.

What troubled Owens was that Jake ought to have been released from the high max security prison he was sent. But until now, he hasn’t been released. Little did he know that the Benjamin Bernard he knew was now the popular Jake Bernard who is already on a secret mission to make the Bernard family pay!

The only way Madk would be sure his grandpa died happily was if he made all of his wishes come through.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

He ran off to his grandpa lying on the couch with an army medical checking his vitals.

“Are you okay? I got scared I was going to lose you!” Mark said as he leaned forward.

He was utterly scared that he probably would lose his grandfather, anytime soon… Just few months away, he’d be dead according to the doctor and he needs to accelerate his plan and make his grandfather happy before he kicks the bucket.