Chapter six
6
Sylvia's Pov
I had never had the intention of maltreating my niece. I was just driven by pain and sorrow. It just happened that since we were children, my parents would always talk about my little brother and all his success and would always compare him with me. It made me furious all the time. Just because he was brilliant and talented, they would take their time, treat him as if he were a prince and ignore me all the time. It made me angry at him all the time.
He would act as if he didn't know anything and would always be sweet and innocent. It triggered the sh*t and hell out of me. I had hated him for God knows how long. I was older than him, though, but my parents made me feel as if I were the little one. I wasted money on unnecessary things they would always say."Can't you just be like your little brother, Sylvia?" It's not like I ever cared, but sometimes I would; after reflecting on what I did, my inner thoughts would say, "This is who you are; it never was. And my spending of money was like drinking water. That day was the last straw to break the camel's back. I spent a very huge amount of money that week. They blamed me for their bankruptcy. And I yelled at my parents and It made them more angrier.
But after a while, the company became very stable, and that motherfucker had been joining quizzes. Which helped my parents in gaining lots and lots of money. After a month I heard he ran out of the house. Got missing for about two days. I didn't care at all; all I felt was happiness. I felt so happy, but later, I had this bad feeling that something was gonna happen to him.
So I joined the search team in looking for him then after some days we found him. Unknowingly he had booked a flight and was in the other state in a hotel. He suddenly hugged me and told me he was sorry and all, and that he wanted me to come back home. And he didn't like being the favourite one any more and just missed me like crazily missed me. After some months we became real buddies. We usually hung out after I was back from college, and sometimes he visited me in college and sometimes at my house. Our parents then realised their mistake and apologised to us. We forgave them eventually as we could never get angry at our parents for too long. After a few years, I married, and he also married a few years later. I gave birth to twins and named them Valentine and Valeria they were the best things that had ever happened to me. For all I care, I decided to spoil them rotten. I didn't care about what others said. They were my babies, mine alone.
Some years later, my husband got really sick; after four years, it gradually became very serious. He had gotten to the end stage of his kidney cancer. Maraian was just little then. My brother had a cute little baby; she was very beautiful if I should admit, more beautiful than my little Valeria. My brother, "Jonathan" 's wife was a surgeon so she decided to operate on my husband. I had doubts, big, big doubts about her, but I didn't want there to be a quarrel between my brother and me because of his wife. And at that time she was the only available doctor specialised in that field.
After a few hours, I received news that my husband had died. The other doctors. He had already told us that there was a high percentage of losing his life, but we decided to go for it, to risk it. It was too late my dear husband was gone forever!! I blamed her for everything I knew I shouldn't have blamed her but when I heard the news of his demise, it chattered my whole world down that instance. I haven't been in touch with God since that incident. After some years my brother and his wife were involved in a car. Accident and died on the spot. I didn't feel bad, sad, or happy; I just couldn't explain how I felt about it. What kept running through my mind was like "Yeah that bitch really deserved it"
The whole situation was messed up. I then took in my niece and sent her to her house. I wanted to give her a cool rich lifestyle. But then, when I look at my husband's picture. I felt like killing her but I went against it. I started to take care of all the properties my brother had. I wasn't a poor woman; I was rich like my brother, but he was a bit richer than me. I handled the company well and all but as for torturing her, I did that all the time. After the rape incident, she came back home. I always knew there was something fishy about that guy Mark, but I didn't investigate him, and I just felt it was a waste of time.
Maraian's Pov
When the water poured on me, I reached out to pull my cousin's hair who was far from me. We both got separated and called to the principal's office. It turned out that my mom's colleague was the principal of the school she excused Valeria. We talked for quite some time and she mentioned she had a son, and I had met him before…Then said she gave her baby to my parents some months after their death. Then I realised something gosh what had my aunt done to me!!
Author's note
Guys, I hope you like this novel kindly comment, like, and vote for me if you like this novel thanks, my lovely readers