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Chapter 2

At the prison entrance stood a young man, his hands buried in the pocket of his blue khakis, a wooden box –containing some clothes and a few toiletries– shoved in his armpit. He was eagerly waiting for someone.

It’s been five years since Zane went to prison. He has really miss home and his beloved girlfriend. Living in the prison every day was like a hell for him.

He is a care free man and had always wanted to spread his wings wide. His life has been wasted for five good years. Anyway he doesn’t regret it. He did it for his love one and he will do it again if the same thing happens.

Its almost an hour since he stood at the entrance of the prison. He looked at his watch impatiently. “ I told Vivian I will be released today, why is she not here? Well let me wait for while maybe she has forgotten or maybe I should call her, he said these words to comfort himself and dialed Vivian’s line.

The phone rang but no one picked it. He called for the second and third and eventually stopped calling. "So strange what happening.” He stood there with a perplexed look.

As he was about to call again, he saw a car drove to him. "Finally she is coming. He run to the car and said with joy, I knew you wouldn’t fail me."

"Welcome Zane, we have all miss you,” Reagan giggled and hugged him.

“I miss you all too. Life here wasn't easy. This isn’t a place for people to be here.” Yes he wish he will never come here again. There is no freedom here. He looked at himself and seize his friend up. His friend looks more mature, strong and handsome. Looking at himself, he looks thinner and doesn’t look healthy. Well that’s how it should be, he barely eat two time a day. Thank God he is out now. He has gain his freedom and he can eat as much as he want.

“Where is Vivian, she was supposed to be here. I told her I will be getting out today. I have been standing here for almost an hour and I have also been calling her but she is not picking.”

When Zane mentioned the name Vivian, Reagan kept quiet and didn’t know how to tell him. How is he going to tell him, the woman that he loves dearly is getting married to a different man. And the sacrifice that he made had become waste.

“Emmm Vivian …, she…. can we get home first, I will tell you everything.” He hanged his head low and stammered in a soft tone.

Zane sensed something wasn’t right , “what is it that you can’t tell me here? Has something happened to Vivian?" He asked in a panic voice.

“No, nothing has happened to her, it’s just that….,” he stammered.

“Its just that what? Can you tell me what’s going on and stop stammering like a thief? What is wrong with Vivian, please tell me.” He held his arm and shook them. He loves the girl Soo much, he wouldn’t be able to sit still if something was to happen to her.

“Why do you think of that ingrate? That woman and her family are all ungrateful. Is she worth your care? She is getting married to your enemy. The man whom you fought him because of her, she is getting married to him. Forget her Zane, and start a new life,” Reagan roared.

“What … what… what did you say, you said Vivian is getting married and to who?, he was beyond the word shocked. He stumbled and shook his head, “ no she wouldn’t do that. Vivian can never be heartless. She loves me, yes I know she loves me, just tell me you were joking. He nodded his head continuously and shook his friend. He was hoping his friend would say he was just joking but he didn’t and nodded his head in affirmative.

“I’m sorry, please be strong.

Zane was lost in his tone, “when is she getting married? “

She is getting married today. I believe by now the wedding has already started. Are you planning to stopped the wedding? You Just came out of prison, do you want to go in again?The man she is getting married to is very powerful, you wouldn’t be able to stop them.

“Oww!! wow after all I did for her, this is how she repaid me? He became really furious and brushed his hands through his hair.

He had a bright future when he completed college. He was among the best student. He attended the same college with Vivian. Vivian personality attracted him to her. She was brave and confident but she wasn’t rich. They became friends and later developed feelings towards each other. They started dating at level hundred and were still dating after they graduated.

After they graduated, Zane started his own company and because he was a business genius, his company developed rapidly. He became very rich and successful with two years. Things were going on well for him.

……

Charles was a rich man who bullied the weak. He fell in love with Vivian when they were still in college. He tried his best to win her heart but to no avail. He didn’t give up and continued chasing her even after they graduated. His feeling were getting stronger each and every day.

Vivian's family were average family. Their business wasn’t big so Vivian had to search for job to support her family.

She took her resume to Charles company. When he saw her resume, he didn’t even looked through and told her, he would have to sleep with her before he would employed her. Vivian got really angry and declined the offer. She came home and told Zane what has happened. Zane became furious and stomped out of the house with anger.

He went to Charles company and beat him mercilessly. He beat him to the extent that Charles became unconscious. He was arrested after the incident and was sentence to five years imprisonment.

“When did they start dating?” he couldn’t help but asked.

They started dating when you were arrested. They announced their relationship the very day you were sentenced . And the worst part is they have changed the name of your company to theirs. The company is now called VICHARLES company.

“What? The company that I work very hard for?”

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