Twisted Fate

Ella left the restaurant with a heavy heart and weak knees. She can’t go home. Her home can only be called a home when her mother was there.

What it is, is a mere building without her mother. She doesn’t want to return to the hospital.

It breaks her heart to see her mother in such a delicate state and not able to do anything to help her.

She doesn’t want her mother to die. She’s the only family she’s got. No father, no siblings. Only her mother.

If anything happens to her mother, the loneliness would drive her crazy. She started sobbing.

She got into a taxi and told the driver to drive her anywhere until she told him to stop.

Surprised, the taxi man looked at her from the rear view mirror. She was sobbing. Her complexion had gone red and she sniffled.

“Ma’am, you need to tell me exactly where you are going to?” He asked, turning on the car ignition.

This lady appeared to be heavy-hearted. She probably must have had a heartbreak. She looked really unhappy.

“Drive me to the nearest chapel” Ella quickly decided. If she can’t go home, and she doesn’t want to visit her mother in the hospital, that is the only place she can be.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The taxi man nodded and went in the direction to the nearest chapel. He was whistling along as he drove Ella to her destination.

Ella’s mind was blank.

She couldn’t think of a possible solution to her present predicament. What will she do now?

If they had a property or an asset, she would have used it as a collateral to obtain a loan. But they have nothing to their names besides the clothes they put on.

If she decided to pick all her dresses and go to sell them in a fairly used store where such clothes and shoes are bought, she still wouldn’t be able to pay for the injections alone.

Many of her clothes were old and cheap. She cannot afford expensive clothes. No one will be interested in buying cheap old clothes.

One thing she’s certain about is that whatever happens, she would never let herself be lain by Bill!

The taxi man stopped by the gate of the city Cathedral. By this time, it was really getting dark.

It’s about 6:55pm. She got out of the cab and paid the taxi man his money.

Ella walked through the large iron gate into the cathedral. The city Cathedral is the largest in New York City.

She started through the pews. She got to a point and paused. She looked towards her right and a stream of tears ran down her cheeks uncontrollably.

That pew was where she normally sat, together with her parents. She would always sit in the middle while her both parents would be by her side.

She would be dressed like a fair princess. Her father would hold her hand delicately as if she was going to get stolen away from him.

Her mother was then healthy and happy. She was a beauty to behold. Such a beautiful gorgeous woman was what has been reduced to a dying woman, lying on that hospital bed.

As that thought flashed through Ella’s mind, she sobbed more. Her nose was sore. The more she tried to control her tears, the harder she found it.

No shoulder to lean on, no one to say it’s okay. It’s just her and her alone.

The Auditorium was quiet.

The lights were on and everywhere was brightened. Though no one was there, Ella felt that sense of being surrounded by love.

She knelt before the altar and looked up at the large portrait of Jesus. She wants to put her heart out.

Her emotions, her pains, her fears and the disappointment she just felt. They were just too heavy for her little heart to bear them, her heart was already too heavy.

She needed someone to bear her burdens, to help her out. At this crossroads, she needed help to scale through:

As Ella was in the chapel, Alex and Festus met to talk about something really important.

“… that’s all I want. I just have two more days. Just 48hours to fulfil my grandfather’s will…” Alex explained.

Festus sighed. Alex and himself had been friends from their college days. But when it comes to women and sex, he doesn’t trust him, he cannot vouch for him.

“I don’t want you to hurt her. She’s just recovering from a heartbreak. Don’t let her have this feeling that men are assholes..” Festus requested.

If it weren’t for the urgency of it, and the fact that Alex is his best friend, he wouldn’t have agreed for him to ask her out.

“I promise. If she keeps her boundaries and Knows her limits, I won’t hurt her in any way.

The conditions will be explained to her. I don’t want her for anything, just to have a contract marriage with her. She will be my wife in name alone” Alex explained.

He poured himself wine and gulped it down. Festus took his glass of wine, and sipped from it.

“How’s Jane?” Alex asked. Jane is Festus’ fiancee. She wasn’t based in New York. She visits him often but hopefully, she would be moving over to join Festus in New York.

“She’s fine. She might be around for your contract Marriage” Festus chimed.

“Oh really?” Alex smiled. She loved it the way Festus said it, contract marriage.

The real marriage is not yet. After one year, it will end and he will be a bachelor again.

The two men soon part ways. Alex Foster had told Festus the health condition of Ella’s mother.

He would be responsible for her surgery and well-being, ensuring she gets back on her feet again.

Secondly, he would ensure she returned back to the university to complete her university program.

All he needed from her was to take up the title of Mrs Foster for a year, live in his Mansion and appear on special occasions where he needed to be with her.

Besides, he promised to keep paying her the same salary she was supposed to keep earning in the Foster cooperation.

It appeared saucy and he knew Alex was going to do exactly that. But the only place he might be sceptical is the part that insisted that he wouldn’t have any physical relationship with her.

With Lisa Anderson by his side, coupled with his numerous girlfriends, he should be able to keep to that if his words as well.

In the cathedral, Ella clasp her hands and closed her eyes, still kneeling down:

Please Lord, save my mother. I don’t know how you are going to do it, I don’t really care how, but keep her safe and alive.

My father Analdo Smith has gone away for years now with his pregnant mistress. He left my mom and I empty when he left.

If anything happens to my mother, I will be without a family. No one to share my pains, no one to wake up and see with a good morning smile.

I don’t have a boyfriend either. He said I was jinxed and left him. Today, he said he never loved me. I don’t think I love him anymore…”

Ella paused and sobbed again. Her world was collapsing and she was watching it collapse without being able to do anything about it.

She took a tissue out of her purse and cleaned her tears. Her nose was sore and she wiped it clean as well.

I’ve always believed in you that you exist. You need to prove it to me that you are up there, watching my mom and I.

Save my mother dear Lord. Don’t let her die. Please dear Lord, help me and don’t let me become an orphan…”

After she finished praying, she laid on one of the empty pews and slept off.