Twist Of Fate: Three Little Miracles

mark had already walked out on the door and shutting it loud behind him. few metres away from the building he wanted to just get some fresh air and think outside the box to calm himself down, then he was interrupted by a strident buzzing noise. his phone was ringing.

the phone stopped ringing, then started up again, loud and insistent. mark frowned- why is his mom disturbing him at this point in time he has lot of problem to solve? ever since she returned… she must really be freaking out, ‘may it not be she is calling as regards to her gesture that dad might still be alive’ mark thought. after all richarlison had unveiled the truth to him. mark then half-turned away from the officers right in front of him and began digging in his pocket for his earpiece, by the time he unearthed the the earphone, his phone was on its third set of rings. after placing his ear piece on his ear he answered the call. “mom?”

“oh, son. oh, thank god.” a sharp prickle of alarm ran up mark’s spine. his mother sounded panicked. “listen to me-”

“it’s all right, mom. i’m fine…”

“listen to me!” terror scraped flora’s voice raw. “don’t come looking for-” a noise in the background interrupted her: the sound of something falling, shattering, something heavy striking the floor-

“mom!” mark shouted into the phone. “mom, are you all right?”

a loud buzzing noise came from the phone. mark’s mother’s voice cut through the static: “just promise me you won’t let revenge overcome you – he’s found me-” her words were drowned out by a heavy crash like splintering wood.

“who’s found you? mom, did you call the police? did you-”

his frantic question was cut off by a noise mark would never forget-a harsh, slithering noise, followed by a thump. mark heard her mother draw in a sharp breath before speaking, her voice eerily calm: “i love you, mark.”

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“mom!” mark shrieked into the phone. “mom, are you there?” call ended, the screen said. but why would his mother have hung up like that?

“what was she trying to tell me? who has found her? what does she mean when she said i shouldn’t let revenge overcome me?” mark heard himself asking the questions in a confused state.

feverishly he hit the button that dialed her home number. there was no answer except a double-tone busy signal.

mark’s hands had begun to shake uncontrollably. when he tried to redial, the phone slipped out of his shaking grasp and hit the pavement hard. he dropped to his knees to retrieve it, but it was dead, a long crack visible across the front. “dammit!” almost in tears, he threw the phone down.

“i hope she is fine….”

rage flooded through mark, a hot tide through his veins. without even thinking about it, he stood up and started towards diana’s mansion, he needed someone to talk to as everything about him keeps going out of place. his step brother is back seeking for revenge. his wife is supposedly pregnant for him and he doesn’t even like her a bit and besides diana wouldn’t take it lightly. the triplets he thought were his are not even his. and now his mum seemed to be in a trouble? if richarlison were alright, he’d send him over immediately to check if his mum was alright but richarlison was not.

in a jiffy, he was before diana’s abode. the house was very quiet with few officers guarding it’s exit. as he got closer the officer saluted and let him in without much time to waste. but before that, he ordered one of the officers to go inform the national guards to go check up on the woman living in the address he gave them. no one knew the woman was his mother and he didn’t plan on letting anyone know.

once he was inside the house, he couldn’t find anybody. obviously the kids were already in their room sleeping. he then decided to go upstair and meet diana one on one, he needed someone to comfort him and right now only diana could.

he didn’t knock on the door before he let himself into diana’s bedroom only to find diana naked – applying cream on her thighs , she had obviously just got out from the bedroom! –

“oh shit!” diana immediately grabbed for the towel and covered herself, feeling completely embarrassed, she didn’t expect mark to show up extemporaneously, but there he was…. mark looked away without a shred of embarrassment.

“what are you doing here by this time? it’s late? and why didn’t you knock?” diana inquired, sounding much arrogant with an embarrassed smile. she was pissed the president general didn’t knock and had just seen her completely naked!

“sorry!” mark said apologetically as he fixed his gaze on her once again, she was looking seductive and beautiful. her chest half exposed with the towel wrapped around her covering her thighs halfway. mark seemed to searching for something he had seen earlier on her thighs, something like a mark of an overlapping circle but the towel now obstructed his view.

diana feeling angry as to the marks behavior and gaze said warmly, “turn back so i can get my clothes on!”

mark did as she said and turned to back her.

back at the president general abode, hannah was so happy!. she was the one who sent those bloody civilians and she framed diana for it. she changed diana’s first aid box and framed diana for almost getting the president general poisoned but she is however uncaught. richarlison didn’t tell mark this’ yet, but he had already discovered the truth.

diana wore her clothes with a troubling heart. why was the president general looking at her that way? was it not improper for a married man to come visiting a single lady – a single mother for that matter – in her bedroom? what would people call her? a husband snatcher? afterall his wife was pregnant for him already. the news is all over the place. diana was trying hard to suppress the relationship and attraction that subsist between her and mark.

“done!”, she said and then mark turned to face her. he was astonished as to how beautiful she looked in her sleeping gown. she still looked elegantly seductive enough to stir up a man’s desire. her nipples projected, her aesthetics; absolutely amazing.

“why are you here?” diana asked, breaking the deafening silence. mark obviously ogling over her body. her face flushed with an acute half- embarrassment, her cheeks burning.

for a moment he didn’t answer, and she twisted to look at him, pulling the bedclothes up around her. she felt herself flush, acutely conscious of the fact that she was wearing only pajama bottoms and a flimsy camisole-and then she saw his expression, and her embarrassment faded.

“what is it?”, she looked worried now.

mark was still absent minded. still wondering if his eyes were not merely not deceiving him. he had seen the mark of an overlapping circles with a cross between, exactly the same mark, hannah, his betrothed has. he appeared to be looking down at her. he was very pale, and his eyes looked haunted and nearly black with strain. “are you all right?”

“i don’t know,” he said in the dazed manner of someone just waking up from a dream or land of thoughts. “i wasn’t going to come here. i’ve been wandering around all night -i couldn’t sleep-and i found myself walking here. to you”.

she sat up straighter, letting the bedclothes fall down around her hips. “why can’t you sleep? did something happen?” she asked.

mark, however, barely seemed to hear the question. “i had to see you,” he said, mostly to himself. “i know i shouldn’t. but i had to.”

“well, sit down, then,” she said, pulling her legs back to make a space for him to sit at the edge of the bed. “because you’re freaking me out. are you sure nothing’s happened?”

“i am feeling so dispirited…” he sat down on the bed, facing her. he was close enough that she could have just leaned forward and kissed him-

her chest tightened. “is there bad news? is everything-is everyone-

“my mum seem to be in a trouble and my wife is pregnant but definitely not for me!.” his eyes searched her face, slowly, as if he meant to memorize it. “where is the real silver ring?,” he asked, and hesitated, ” i have realized something.”

“mark?,” she whispered suddenly, and for no reason she could identify, she was frightened of what he was about to say. “mark, you don’t have to- your mum is safe and i can’t comment on your marriage -( her wife framed me for over two crimes i didn’t commit now and she is up to no good i have got my eyes on her )- ” she said trying to comfort mark. “what is that you realized? and the ring? i think i know who might have taken it and cloned it and left the fake one”…

mark got alarmed, “who?”

“not sure….. but – don’t worry i’ll find it before noon tomorrow!” diana responded. was it really nurse felicity? the nurse who had helped her during her recuperation after her accident?

“oh alright… i’ll take your words, and also i couldn’t stop walking, couldn’t stop thinking. about the first time i ever saw you, and how after that i couldn’t forget you. i wanted to, but i couldn’t stop myself..”