'Mom, please, talk to me," Danzel held her mother's bandaged hand and pleaded with her. Anastasia kept her face turned away from him.
He was currently in the hospital. Her mom attempted suicide and would have succeeded if not for one of the maids who caught her unconscious on her bathroom floor.
Danzel rubbed a hand down his face and exhaled a loud sigh.
"What were you trying to achieve by this? You could have died," he reprimanded her in a harsh tone. Anastasia had slit her wrist.
Silence prevailed in the room for a few moments as the woman acted as if she didn't hear him.
"My boy was afraid of height. On flights, he would cling onto me and wouldn't leave until the plane touched the ground....." tears streamed down her eyes as she reminisced about her dead son with a wistful smile. Danzel stroked her knuckle to soothe her while listening as she talked about Andrei.
".....What do I do with this life without him. I don't want to live anymore. I want my son, Danzel. Bring back your brother. Get him back to me," Anastasia broke down completely as she brought his hand to her face.
Danzel pressed his eyes tightly to get rid of the water that had invaded his eyes.
"You have to live, mom..for me..for dad," he leaned and wiped her tears.
"I want my son, Danzel. Bring him back," his mother held his collar and sobbed against his chest as she pleaded with him. He hugged his mom and stroked her back as she cried and cried in his embrace. His heart was crushing to see his mother like this.
"And if you can't bring him back then at least get him the justice he deserves," his mother looked up at him, a few minutes later. Her red-rimmed eyes screaming vengeance.
"Kill that bitch. She deserves death as painful as my boy. She deserves to burn in hell," her voice croaked as more tears washed down her eyes.
"Mom.."
"What is stopping you, Danzel? Why that murderer is still alive? She killed your brother. Your little brother, son, he always looked up to you for everything. You can't do this to him," the determination in her tone weakened to implore as she cupped his cheek and looked pleadingly in his eyes.
"Fransisco is the real culprit, mom. We need her to get him on his knees," he explained to her. It was the truth but not the real reason why he was keeping her alive.
"He will come to his knees on his own when you would kill her," Anastasia insisted.
"Mom..." Danzel turned his face away from her hand.
"I can't kill her," he clenched his jaw while staring hard at the marble floor.
His mother couldn't understand why was he so persistent in keeping her alive. Wasn't it is his rule to kill those who betrayed him? And that bitch had betrayed her whole family. She grabbed his chin and made him look at her.
"Why? Why do you want her alive?" his mom gritted out in annoyance. He didn't speak a word, just continued to stare into his mom's eyes. What could he have said that he fancy his brother's killer? That he wants to spend a lifetime with her? That he is crazy about the woman who had ruined his family?
She looked into her eyes and she caught on the reason his so was hiding from her. Her eyes turned wide friction as the realization hit her.
"You want her" she murmured in realization, retreating her hand. Danzel clenched his jaw and looked away. He was ashamed of feeling this way. He was ashamed of still wanting her even after what she had put his family through. He was ashamed of longing for his brother's murderer like a dying man longing for another breath. And he was ashamed of not regretting it a bit.
"She killed your brother," her mom spoke in disapproval.
"I know mom, I know," he grumbled in frustration as he bent his head and locked his hands behind his neck.
His mom leaned back and fixed her gaze on the wall in front of her. Disappointment and pain, were visible on her face as she stared ahead.
"You should go now," she said with a stoic face. A tear slid down her eyes. She already had lost her one son and now she was losing another.
"Mom," he glanced up at her but she refused to look at him. He stared at her for a few moments but eventually rose to his feet to leave when he realized she didn't want him there.
Leaning back on his car seat, he pulled a long drag of his cigarette while staring out at the hospital building. Everything was so complicated.
After taking the last drag, he tossed the cigarette butt out the window and started the engine.
"Why did she disappear?" he asked Jacques, his PI. His elbows were placed on the desk and his long fingers joined in a steeple. His stare was intimidating.
Jacques gulped in nervousness.
" Probably to escape Fransisco," he reasoned in a nervous tone.
"She should have run days ago then?" Danzel shook his head in denial, clearly not convinced.
Sylvia had disappeared in thin air. He found out about it yesterday by his PI, Jacques. He found her sudden disappearance strange. She had no reason to vanish.
"Maybe..maybe she is killed," Jacques assumed
Danzel thought over it.
Fransisco didn't know about her involvement. Even if he did, killing her now was just a waste. He knew Fransisco enough to know that he wouldn't do something like this.
"Doesn't make sense," he concluded.
It was also the very reason, he gave Inessa a day to prove her innocence.
"Why now?" he asked to himself. Her disappearance had filled him with doubts.
"When did you find out about her disappearance?" he asked Jacques.
"Tomorrow morning,"
"Her family?"
"Her family has also disappeared," Jacques revealed. Now that made him even more suspicious.
.............
Inessa was ecstatic that he gave her a chance to prove her innocence but was also anxious as to how she would do it in just a day. She had no idea where to begin, who to turn to. Everyone she knew had stabbed her in the back. There was only one person who always had her best interest in his heart. She decided to start the day by visiting him.
Danzel had allowed her to leave the mansion but only under the watch of the man he had appointed. She was also handed back all her old stuff.
Warm tears welled up in her eyes as she stood in front of his grave, her husband, her best friend. Regret struck her. Perhaps, he would have been alive if she had not forced him to come with her that day. She kneeled down and placed the flowers on his grave. She was guilty.
She didn't know what to do now. Who will support her?
As she had no human to seek help from, she decided to look through her phone and laptop to find any evidence of her innocence. Just anything that could prove she hadn't killed him. Going through the data, she realizes someone had tampered with her stuff. She would have been surprised if she didn't know about Sylvia's betrayal, considering she had access to all her gadgets. She had no doubt that she had tampered with the data to make it look like something was going on between Fransisco and her.
She couldn't understand what enmity did she have with her.
She was still raking her brain when her phone pinged.
Get ready by 7. Ee are going to an event today
Danzel
Her heart leaped when she read his name. The message caused a wave of anxiety to hit her.
What game was he playing at now?
What event? And why was he taking her to it? Can't he just leave her alone, she had just lost her best friend.
............
A sigh escaped Danzel's mouth as he leaned back in his chair. He was mentally exhausted. The fact that Sylvia had left so suddenly was messing with his head. Maybe there was more to what meets the eyes.
Was really there something between her and Fransisco? He decided to test it today.
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