STILL A TOY.Camila could not concentrate in the lecture hall. Her mind kept on returning to Elvis, and she kept trying to guess what Sammy might be discussing with him.'Can he be heartless enough to tell Elvis about everything that happened before? Will Elvis believe him? What should I do?' Her thoughts kept knocking on the door of her mind.No matter how hard she tried to open that door to clear her mind, the door wouldn't budge.That was what the wise man meant when he said that there was no peace for the wicked.Camila couldn't sit down in class to do anything. She stood up from her seat and walked out of the hall with her bag.Camila took out her phone from her bag and called her father, "What is happening, Sweetheart? I am in a meeting.""Dad, it's about Elvis.""Hold on."Camila could hear some undistinguished sounds in the background of the call, followed by some footsteps and then the close of the door."Tell me." Jordan got back on the call. He had just taken an excuse from

EVERYONE IS A FOOL.They all turned to the side where the voice came from and were met by two men in all-black clothes. The men were in black suits with black inner shirts.The shoes on their legs were shining so much that the glitter could blind anyone who stared so much.They had sunshades firmly tugging on their faces, and one of their hands was tugged inside the trousers pocket each.Camila took angry steps closer to them. "Who are you?"One of the men shrugged, "Does it matter?""It does. How can you buy the dress I wanted to buy? Can't you see that I had my eyes on the dress?""We couldn't see that. We are not future tellers. How then would we know that you had your eyes on the dress?" One of them asked Camila."If you ask me, I will say that I don't think you could afford the dress to begin with," the other man added."Why can't I? One hundred million is nothing to my father," she bragged."My bad, I thought you were from the slum. You look like a slug." One of the men said to

SISTER-IN-LAW WANTS ME.Elvis took a step away from Mia, causing her hand to slip away from his body. He gazed at her from head to toe and shook his head, then took lazy steps towards his wardrobe and began to search through it, pretending not to pay any attention to her.Whereas, every of his attention was on her. He seemed to notice every little movement she made, and even the slow eaves of her chest and fall every time she breathed.He noticed even her unspoken words without staring at her.Mia went to where Elvis vacated, in front of his wardrobe, where he was searching for what to wear. She wrapped her hands around his waist and pressed a kiss on his back."Don't you feel what I'm feeling, Sweetheart?" She asked him."Are you not scared that I will snitch on you to my wife and my father-in-law?"Mia shrugged, "Not like you will remember everything after the deal is done. The doctor said you cannot remember things for a long time."Elvis's veins snapped at that.He turned to Mia a

COUSIN IS COLD.It was the Saturday, the day Elvis anticipated so must that for the past few days, he had been making and changing drafts of his plans.The one which took so much of his time, sweat and energy was the question, 'Who should be my prey? Who could make the perfect prey?' And so far so good, he had concluded.Camila.The baby to the family. Loved by her parents and brothers. Hated by her sisters-in-law. With her husband pretending to be a puppet that could be tossed to and fro.'If I can break her to zero, I can break the family then.' Elvis had planned.This day, Elvis was in the bed in the morning, he was not sleeping, but he had his lashes firmly left tired together.His breathing was steady, and one could easily mistake him to be asleep.The door of his room opened, and Ophar Moore led two people, a guy and a lady, into the room.Elvis kept his pretence."Let him sleep for a while, he seems to sleep late due to the excitement of the party. When he wakes up, dress him u

NO FIGHTING TODAY.Bernard stood to his feet when he saw that the discussion between Carl and Sammy was getting too intense, though he didn't understand what was going on. He got between them and held Sammy's arm."Hey, calm down. Today should be a happy day, you can fight tomorrow, but smile with each other today." He persuaded Sammy. Bernard didn't understand what was going on between Carl and Sammy to warrant Sammy breaking down that much.Sammy did not let go. He held on still like his life depended on his grip.Bernard grabbed his hand, the one holding Carl. "Come on, let go." He forcefully took Sammy's hand away and Carl kept smiling.Carl adjusted his suit and faced Sammy again, "If you want to talk so bad, why don't you call me out? Why do it in front of my Uncle, and my poor cousin, who has no memory? You are being a villain, you know. You're trying to paint me black."Sammy said nothing, just his body shaking like a leaf on the billowing sea. He dropped his hand, which was h