By Jessy:

☆ Take note please >>> PATRICK WAS THE ONE WHO SAVED ME* ☆

Man, it’s not easy to write… 🤯🤯🤯

Tricia searched for answers, as she was determined to know who Patrick Nielsen was, and why her mother had grown so attached to him.

Patrick on the other hand was still yet to regain consciousness. His ribs were broken, and nothing other than a miracle would get him back on his feet!

Lucille on her part didn’t want to give up. She believed that everything would be alright, and her daughter would have her father back… this she had in mind.

“Hang in there, Patrick,” she spoke amidst tears—”Your daughter needs you. I need you! I know that I’ve wronged you all these years, but if you would just open your eyes, I promise to make everything go back to the way it was… to the way we were before. Remember the time you promised that you were never going to leave my side? Oh, I know you’ve forgotten, but I never for once did, Neil. Our love was the most magnificent thing that could conquer all odds, but I ended up ruining everything. I ruined it. You have no idea how I lived knowing the fact that I was the cause. I’m really sorry, my love. I’m so sorry—” she kept muttering, her head placed on the little space beside him.

She loved Patrick—she still yearned for him. But all those years she was with Raymond, she couldn’t bring herself to feel something for him. She couldn’t deny the fact that she needed him now, and was so eager to tell her daughter about her biological father, but was scared that it’d end up breaking their bond.

All this started with her, she told herself. She was the cause of everything—the one night in LA, which should have been a normal night for her, turned out the opposite.

She had met him again—her long time college sweetheart, who she never thought that she’d see, until then.

An all-too-familiar pain had tightened her throat the moment she saw him in the conference meeting that she had attended, making it exasperating for her. She wondered how this one guy she thought she had long forgotten could still quicken her pulses.

She had wanted to avoid him then, but her inner mind had already taken control. It really was him, she thought to herself, a fiery bolt so great taking control of her body with such force. The shock was electric and paralyzing… one she had never felt in years.

His name was Patrick Nielsen. “But you can call me Niel,” he had said once upon a memory.

She remembered those days they would walk in the moonlight. And how she’d call him all kinds of names—darling, love—all she could never forget.

It was her blinding love that made her commit the greatest sin of all. And now, the consequences were all hers to bear…

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A student of the popular Nnamdi Azikiwe university. A Human Anatomy stud—and a passionate writer, with the hope of one day making the world a better place.
~Authoress Ciara

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