Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 12


Evelyn looked at her state of undress and saw the end coming sooner than she had expected.

She looked back up at Kelvin but he looked just as lost and confused as she.

Clothes!” She whispered to him and Kelvin picked up her tone dress from the floor and threw it at her.

Evelyn gave him another piercing look, this time deeper, longer and fused with a puzzling expression that told him, what the hell?

She held up the dress to him where he had torn it and he finally understood her reaction.

“Shit!” he cussed, rushing to his closet to find something else for her to wear. He settled for a pair of shorts and black t-shirt.

Without hesitation, Evelyn grabbed the clothes from him and put them on.

“Take me to your dungeon,” she told him once she was done, remembering the place he had once locked her in.

All the while, Moola was still screaming and hammering at the door, yelling whatever expletives her brain could conjure up from the devil’s dictionary installed in her head.

“Hell no, I am not taking you back there again,” Kelvin said. “I promised that I wouldn’t take you back there and I am keeping that promise.”

Evelyn gave him another piercing and questioning look again. “Does this look like the time to play nice with me?”

“Just let her knock, she will get tired and leave eventually,” Kelvin said.

“She has been banging at that door for over fifteen minutes already and there’s nothing in that sound that hints at exhaustion or retirement. She is not going anywhere!”

Kelvin walked over to Evelyn, laid his hands on her shoulders and forced her to seat down on the bed.

“Relax,” he told her, getting down on his knees to level her. “The car I used today isn’t outside because I gave it to my mother and my phone is also off. She doesn’t know I am inside.”

Evelyn’s eyes instinctively went to her thighs where Kelvin’s hands where now resting, comfortably. She looked at his hands and then back to his face.

Kelvin looked down at his hands and smiled mischievously. “I think these shorts fit you better than they do on me.” He was slowly running his finger up and down the exposed part of her thigh.

“Kelvin?” She shot him another warning look.

Just then they heard a loud bang against the window. Moola had shifted her knocking camp.

“Kelvin, you better open up the door before I break all your windows!” Moola shouted. “I know that you are inside. Your lights are on!” And she banged some more.

Kelvin grabbed Evelyn from the bed and laid her down to the floor where he was, the bed hiding them from the window just in case Moola went ahead with her threats.

“Do you think she can break them?” Evelyn face was only a few inches away from Kelvin’s, his hand pressed onto her back as he lay on top of her.

“Oh yeah, she can…and she will.” He said.

“Then why are you smiling like a fool?” Evelyn asked. “All my life I have never been called a fiancé snatcher but here you are about to turn me into one and you are laughing?”

Kelvin pressed a finger over her lips to keep her from talking. “Sheeeee,” he said, looking down into her eyes before she turned her head to look away.

And then Evelyn felt something move against her and she threw Kelvin another look. “Are you kidding me?? Right now? Don’t you have any self-control?”

Kelvin smirked in response. “There’s a reason why they say men have two heads. That one down there does not do any thinking, this one does,” he pointed to his head. “The other one only responds to stimulus….” he was now looking at her chest. “And there’s plenty stimuli to motivate it right now.”

Evelyn made another face and wiggled against him to force him to move.

“I don’t think you are doing yourself any favours moving like that,” he said, unable to mask the wicked grin in his eyes.

“Moola!” Cassie came out of her friend’s vehicle and spotted Moola standing outside Kelvin’s bedroom window.

“Thank you for the ride guys,” Casse told the group in the car. “I will catch up with you later.” She closed the door and Mwansa drove off while the girls waved goodnight.

She tried to run towards her best friend but her six inch heels made it impossible for her to make any movements longer than baby steps.

She bent down, yanked the shoes from off her feet and ran after her belligerent friend.

“Why are you only coming now?” Moola screamed at her.

“I was very far sweetie. Did you want me to fly here?” Cassie retorted and earned herself a stern look look from her pal. “He isn’t answering?”

“Do you think I would be standing out here if he was answering?” Moola yelled.

“Calm down, don’t take it out on me. I’m not the one cheating on you.”

“Who said he’s cheating?” Moola snapped.

“Then what are we doing here this late at night standing by a guy’s window dressed like two characters from Pretty Little Liars?”

Moola resumed her banging on the window but Cassie reached over and grabbed her hand.

“You are going to hurt yourself,” she warned her friend. “How about we sit down for a bit and think before….”

“What is there to think about?” Moola quizzed her friend. “Kelvin loves me. There is no way he would cheat on me unless some hussy seduced him. I knew that that girl was up to no good. She is seducing my man just so she can get back at my mother for turning her away when she visited us.”

Cassie scoffed. “Do you even hear yourself? My ears are itching from hearing you talk like that.” She made a show of scratching her ears.

“You are making excuses for Kelvin.” Cassie was saying. “He is the one who is engaged so he should be the one to avoid temptation if it comes his way but that’s not what it looked like when I saw them.”

“What do you mean that’s not how it looked like?” Moola asked.

“It looked to me like he was the one interested in the girl and not the other way round. He was dragging her to the car while she protested.”

“There could be another explanation for that,” Moola defended her man’s honour.

“Then what are we doing here Moola? I was really trying to have a good time after a rough month of exams.” Cassie whined.

“I know that Kelvin would never cheat on me, I just know.” Moola insisted, turning her back to rest against the bedroom wall.

“You are right,” Cassie came to stand next to her. “There should be a reasonable explanation for why he grabbed that girl from her place at that hour. Maybe something happened with his uncle’s case and she had lied to him about it…who knows? They could be anywhere right now as we speak. Don’t you have a key to his place?”

“He changed locks recently and I forgot to get the new key.” Moola answered.

“Why don’t you call his uncle to try and find out…maybe he might know something.” Cassie suggested.

Inside the bedroom, Evelyn and Kelvin shared knowing looks upon hearing the girl’s conversation.

Kelvin quickly removed himself from her and took out his phone from his pocket. He quietly tip-toed into his closet and closed the door behind him.

“Uncle, sorry for calling you this late,” Evelyn heard him whisper from the closet.

“You are going to receive a call from either Moola or my mother and when you do please tell them that you called me at around 20 today to talk to me about a complication that has risen from your case and I told you that I would take care of it as soon as possible…no, uncle…don’t laugh…I am serious…. Yes…no…it’s not anything like that uncle. I am not like you. I have to go now. I will explain everything to you later. Bye. Good night.”

And then he appeared from the closet and came to seat down next to Evelyn.

“Liar,” Evelyn remarked.

“Have they gone?” Kelvin asked.

“I am not sure but it has gone quite. Shouldn’t you call her now?”

“That would only seem even more suspicious. She might know that I overheard her conversation. Love might be too blinding for her but she is quite intelligent when she needs to be. Besides, I have already switched off my phone.”

“Why did you tell your uncle that your mother might call?”

“Because Moola doesn’t have my uncle’s number so naturally, she’s going to call my mother to ask and my mother will have two options; to give her the number or to call my uncle herself.

“Knowing my mother, she is not going to give her my uncle’s number because she doesn’t want the Mwangala’s to have access to him. That means that she is going to call him herself just so she can have her own peace of mind.”

“I can hear a car…do you hear that?” Evelyn asked.

“I do,” Kelvin answered, getting up and walking to the window o check. He cracked the curtain just a bit. “They’re gone,” he informed Evelyn. “Cassie is driving and Moola is on the phone, obviously talking to my mother. Pheeeeeeew.” He dropped the curtain and went to sit on the bed.

Evelyn got up from the floor and joined him on the bed. “I hope you’ve learnt your lesson now. That girl loves and trusts you, blindly so if I might add but that’s not the point here. There will never be a You and Me in this lifetime and the sooner you get that off your mind the better for all of us.”

“I am not giving up on you Eva,” Kelvin said matter-of-factly. “I know it’s hard for you to believe me right now but I will prove it to you. I will do whatever I can to convince my mother to wind up this revenge thing as soon as possible and we can be together once everything is taken care of.”

“Kelvin,” Evelyn turned to face him. “I know you are a good guy and all but,”

“But you don’t have feelings for me that’s what you are going to say isn’t it?” He finished her statement.

“I am sorry,” she said. “I can’t express just how grateful I am to you for not revealing my identity to your mother but I don’t think I can be in that kind of relationship with you.”

“Is it because of him?” Kelvin asked. “That guy you were with at the hotel…are you in-love with him?” He was glaring at her.


“Just answer my question Eva. Are you in-love with him?”

“I don’t know…honestly, I don’t know Kelvin. I only met Lebo today and I haven’t had time to think about what might happen between us. However, I will tell you this…I think I like him.”

Kelvin was the true embodiment of a disappointed soul.

“I am truly sorry Kelvin….” Evelyn said upon seeing the sunken expression on his face.

“So, his name’s Lebo?” Kelvin said with a distant look in his eyes. “Did you guys kiss?”


“Just tell me,” he said between clenched teeth. “Don’t lie to me.”

“Yes,” Evelyn revealed.

Kelvin jolted from the bed like he had just been hit by lightening and stormed out of the bedroom into the living room.

Evelyn remained motionless on the bed, wondering how in hell things had gotten so complicated.

A few minutes later, she found Kelvin stretched out on the couch watching soccer but his mind appeared to be somewhere else instead.

“Am I free to leave tonight?” Evelyn asked from behind him.

Kelvin neither responded nor moved to look at her.

“Kelvin?” she called out to him.

When he still didn’t move, Evelyn walked over to the door and tried to open it but it was still locked.

“It’s locked,” she said, turning to look at him.

Kelvin finally looked up at her, tears welled up in his eyes. He got up, removed a set of keys from his back pocket and inserted one into the door.

Before opening, he turned to Evelyn and slowly moved her to stand against the wall next to the door.

“Don’t you see me?” He asked, his eyes red from all the unshed tears.

“Kelvin please….” Evelyn tried to look away. There was something about his brown eyes that made looking at him harder on her soul…worse when he looked like he was on the verge of crying.

The monster in him had disappeared.

He was just a man…a troubled man with feelings.

“Don’t look away from me Eva,” he pleaded. Again his face was only inches away from hers and his hands were pressed against the wall on both sides of her waist.

Kelvin deliberately moved his head closer so that his nose was now touching her nose and his lips were almost brushing hers.

Evelyn’s heart started racing and with his body pressed against her, Kelvin could hear her heart pound hard and fast against him.

He smiled, like he had just discovered gold in the place he had least expected to find it. “Your heart beats for me Eva,” he remarked.

Evelyn tried to silently calm her heart down. “I am just scared of what you might do…its fear, not anything else you might be imagining.” She tried to move away from him but Kelvin pressed his body further into her and this time he let his lips touch hers.

“Are you scared of what I am thinking of doing to you or are you afraid that you might actually like me?” He asked.

“You promised that you wouldn’t force me to do anything,” Evelyn’s voice was quivering, much to Kelvin’s delectation.

“I am not forcing you to do anything.”

She could feel his hot breath against her and she wanted nothing but to stop her heart from racing.

And then a familiar sensation coursed through her body and she tensed up immediately, desperately negotiating with her brain to keep her body from feeling anything.

Kelvin was still teasing her lips, slowly brushing his against hers and lingering there for some seconds, then withdrawing again and repeating his torture all over again.

“I need to go,” Evelyn’s words came out as a whisper, not what she had clearly intended.

“I am not stopping you,” Kelvin said, his voice hot and horse. He removed his hands from the wall to allow her to move but instead, Evelyn’s movements stopped when her gaze fell upon his teasing eyes.

That one look in her eye was everything Kelvin needed to move in.

Immediately throwing caution to the wind, Evelyn stood on her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his head in from the back and kissed him back with unfiltered hunger.

Kelvin grabbed her by the waist and lifted her from off her feet and pressed her back against the wall.

Evelyn wrapped her legs around him and went at his shirt, furiously working his buttons.

Taking the lead from her, Kelvin carried her to the couch where he had been lying and laid her down, took her out of his t-shirt, unfastened her bra and before they knew it, they were both laying naked on the couch.

Having carelessly ventured into an unfamiliar territory, with only her emotions guiding her and Kelvin’s experienced tongue and hands persuading her, tears streamed down Evelyn’s face as she battled to contain her raging emotions.

And when Kelvin went down on her, his cold tongue awakening feelings in her she never imagined capable of having, Evelyn tensed up and froze as a gush of something warm she could not define convulsed her body into near collapse.

“Stop,” she heard her own shaky voice say to him.

Kelvin stopped and raised his head to look up at her. “Are you sure you want me to stop?” He asked, licking his lips to drive his point home.

Evelyn pressed her hands against the sofa and pulled herself away from him.

“I can’t do this Kelvin,” she announced.

“You can’t or won’t Eva?” He had moved and was now leaning over her. “You want me just as much as I want you.”

“I don’t know if it’s your body I want or if it’s you.” She argued. “All this is new to me Kelvin. I am curious yes…and I want to explore everything else I am craving right now but I don’t want it to be like this…at least now with you.”

She managed to pull away from him again and got up from the couch. She picked up the clothes she had been wearing from the floor and ran to the bathroom.

* * *

Early the next Sunday morning, Kelvin took a cab to his mother’s place to pick up his vehicle and lay out the foundation for something he had determined himself to achieve as he lay awake on his bed in the night.

“What happened to you last night?” Mervis did not waste time with pleasantries when her son opened the door and following her into the kitchen where she was preparing breakfast.

“I just had a few things to take care of, nothing to worry about.” Kelvin feigned nonchalance.

“I thought I asked you to stay away from you uncle Vinny. He is the only lose end we have and the further away from him we keep, the safer we will be.”

“His is your brother mum, and despite all these things we are doing, he is the only family we have. I can’t just seat back and let him suffer. There is more to life than just revenge mother.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Mervis removed the omelette from the stove and set it aside so she could fully turn to examine her son. “What’s going on with you lately?”

Kelvin sat down by the kitchen table and smiled at his mother. “What do you mean what’s going on?” he chuckled nervously. “I am just trying to tell you to not forget to live while you are exerting your revenge.

“You’ve allowed those people to control your life…our lives ever since Nora and Pa died. When was the last time you did something just for yourself…something that made you happy and did not have anything whatsoever to do with Beatrice?”

“Where is all this talk coming from?” Mervis quizzed him.

“I have always wondered about these things mum,” he answered. “I keep wondering when all this will end and when we can finally start to live our lives like normal people.”

“There is nothing normal about this family Kelvin,” Mervis said. “We are an extraordinary family now. When your father and sister where alive, we used to be normal. But after their death and I took our inheritance and turned it a fortune, we became extraordinary.”

“What’s the use of all that money when we can’t be happy?” Kelvin asked.

“Who said we are not happy?” His mother asked. “I am so happy I could pee on myself just thinking about what I have in store for those people that tore our family apart. I thought we were in this together son.”

“We are, mother.” Kelvin said. “But….”

“No buts,” she turned back to her cooking. She picked a tomato from the bowl of vegetables and started cutting it on the chopping board. “The best kind of revenge is the one served course by course. You can’t just dish out everything at a goal. Grab some plates from there and set the table for us.”

With the weight of the world on his shoulders, Kelvin reluctantly got up from the chair and went to open the cupboard doors while his mother hummed to an old favourite tune as she cut her vegetables.

Evelyn could not get over her guilt over what had happened between her and Kelvin the previous night. Thus, when Lebo called her in the morning, she ignored his calls.

Sensing that she might be avoiding his calls deliberately, Lebogang sent Evelyn a text message instead that simply said; good morning. I hope you had a good night sleep.

But it too went ignored.

During the time that Evelyn was in church for Sunday worship, Lebogang took a drive to Sibusiswe and Ted’s house.

“She won’t pick up my calls,” Lebo complained to Sibu who was laying on the couch watching tv while her husband prepared lunch in the kitchen.

“She should be at church this time Lebo, don’t think too much.” Sibu tried to reassure him.

“But I texted her very early in the morning…unless you guys here go to church at 6 in the morning….”

Sibu laughed. “Maybe she was still sleeping and when she woke up she went straight to bath and had no time for her phone. She is one of those girls thats serious about church you know.”

“That’s the problem right there,” Lebo nagged.

“That she’s serious about church?” Sibu asked.

“No, that she didn’t bother to check her phone in the first place. Most girls I know check their phones first thing in the morning before they do anything else.”

“But Evelyn is not most girls Lebo.” Sibu said.

“Sibu is right Lebo!” Ted shouted from the kitchen. “That girl is special…reminds me a lot about someone I used to know.” He laughed.

Sibu laughed. “I think that my husband has a little crush on my secretary,” she whispered to Lebo.

“I heard you Sibu!” Ted shouted and they all busted out laughing.

“So do you think she will give me a chance?” Lebo later asked Sibu and her husband.

“It depends,” Sibu said. “How did your date go?”

“I think ti went great,” he answered. “There were a few hiccups here and there due to some people we met whom we weren’t supposed to meet but I think it was a very memorable date.”

“What people?” Ted asked. “Did something happen?”

Evelyn’s words to keep her family affairs a secret echoed through Lebo’s head and so he replied, “nothing serious, just some girl that had issues with Eva in the past. You know how women get sometimes….” he laughed softly.

“Did it look like she liked you, I mean Eva by the way…not that woman whatever she is.” Ted asked.

“I think so,” Lebo said. “I think that she genuinely liked me.”

“of course she liked you,” Sibusiswe said. “Who wouldn’t like you? You are good looking and a gentleman.”

“I think that you have overstayed your welcome Lebo,” Ted joked. “I don’t like it when my wife compliments other men in my presence but I will forgive her this time and blame her remarks on the hormones. You can continue sitting.”

They all laughed while Ted ran his hand over his wife’s belly.

“What if I go to see her after she knocks off from church?” Lebo asked.

“No!” Ted and Sibu answered at the same time.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because you might spook her,” Sibu explained. “You guys only met last night. Just give her some time. Evelyn has never dated anyone before as far as I know. She avoids men like a plague and enjoys keeping to herself a little too much. If you come on too strongly for her, she will run away from you. Just seat and wait for her to contact you. I am sure she will when she finds time. She is probably also thinking about how to handle this new development in her life. Give her some time.”

“What if someone else scoops her up from off her feet while I am busy giving her time?” Lebo asked, an image of Kelvin running through his mind.

“How about,” Ted was saying. “You just show up at the office tomorrow pretending to be visiting Sibu and you can check her out then?”

Both Lebo and Sibu looked up approvingly at Ted, huge smiles on their faces.

“You are the man!” Lebo said excitedly.

But Lebo was not the only one whose calls were being ignored by Evelyn. Kelvin had been calling her but she kept ignoring him until she eventually switched off her phone.

At the Mwangala’s, Beatrice drove in from church, parked her car and entered the house quietly to surprise her husband whom she had left working in his study.

With the huge international contract that her husband had been chasing for years finally within his grasp, Beatrice had allowed her husband to stay behind and attend to his work while she and the kids went to church.

She was just glad that Moola and Mark were out hanging with their friends for the day so she could have some private time with her husband around the house. She tip-toed all the way upstairs having removed her shoes at the door and headed towardsher husband’s, a wide grin on her face.

She stopped outside the door when she heard him talking on the phone.

“How are the kids?” She heard him ask.

“Good, tell them I love them when they return.”

“Yes…I love you too. Goodbye.”

Beatrice barged through the door the moment she heard those words coming out of her husband’s mouth.

All furry and fire written all over her, she glared at her husband. “Who the hell did you just tell you love?”

Shadreck swirled his chair around to look at his wife standing by the door, the look of contrition in his eyes was a recipe for things made from every wife’s worst nightmare. 

Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 11


“I heard what you said,” Lebogang had his hands in his pockets, one leg crossed over the other and leaning against his car outside Evelyn’s house.

With Lebo’s jacket on, Evelyn wrapped herself tightly to keep herself warm.

She threw Lebo a puzzled expression. “What I said? When?” she asked.

“To that woman,” Lebo replied. “I didn’t mean to…but I heard some of the things you and the other woman talked about at the hotel.”

Evelyn dropped her arms and froze in trepidation.

“I had seen her grab you while I was on the phone so I followed you. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop…I was just worried that you might be in danger so….”

“How much did you hear?” Evelyn asked, tears welling up in her eyes. Why was everything spiralling so out of control?

“I heard enough Eva,” Lebo told her. “Enough to know the relationship between you and that woman.”

Evelyn’s tears poured without pause.  Is this what the end looked like? She lamented.

“Eva?” Lebo quickly closed the distance between them and held her in his arms.

Evelyn was now sobbing hard against his chest

Lebo did everything he could to soothe her and it took over ten minutes to finally get her to calm down.       

“What is really troubling you Eva?” Lebo asked once again. They were now seated in his car as it had gotten colder outside.

“I know we just met but I can promise you this, you can trust me.” He implored her.

“I know I can trust you Lebo,” Evelyn replied. “I have no doubt about that….”

“But?” he added for her.

“But, as you might have seen or heard for yourself, this is something very complicated. Everything in me is dying to talk to someone…to talk to you about what’s going on but the price I would have to pay for doing something like that is far more than whatever else I am going through right now.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked.

“Just that,” she supplied. “This is way more than just an estranged relationship between a mother and daughter. There are other things surrounding that one little fact that would turn my already crumbling world upside if word of it got out…or if any of those people got wind that I told someone about it.”

“How bad can it be?” Lebo asked. “Isn’t she your mother?”

“You heard the way she talked to me, did she sound like a mother to me?”

Lebo shook his head. “Not in the slightest. She sounded more like your nemesis.”

“You see?”

“What if I tried to find out on my own? Will that also out you in danger?”

Evelyn turned her body fully to look at him. “Why do you want to know these things so bad Lebo? Is this just a case of curiosity or there’s more. We just met, I don’t understand why you would want to get so deeply involved in my affairs.”

Lebo took her hands into his and held on to them. “I know this will make me sound like the biggest fool in the world but, something happened to me the moment I saw you walk out that door and approach me.” He was pointing to the door of her house.

“I have met a lot of beautiful women in my life but I have never before met anyone like you Eva,” he continued. “When I saw the things that were happening to you at that hotel…when I saw you cry…I felt something break inside me.

“I wanted to protect you. I want to protect you. I want to be that one person in your life you can run to when things get hard. I am not yet sure what all this means but all I know is that I don’t want today to be the last time we will be seeing each other.”

The whole time he was speaking, Evelyn was looking into his eyes. All the things that his lips could not tell her, his eyes did. She wanted nothing but to drown in the sincerity swimming from there, to stop the hands of time and engrave that moment in time onto her heart so she would turn to it in her deepest despair.

There was something comforting and healing in that pair of eyes. She didn’t know him well but she suddenly wanted to know everything about him. She wanted to trust and believe him. She wanted to hear him say he needed her…that he wanted her.

And then Lebo started kissing her, hard, wet and full-on lips on lips. Everything was happening so fast that Evelyn could not keep tabs on her emotions that were spinning out of control.

The first few seconds when she realized what was going on, her first instinct was to push him away, however, there was something else happening to her, a strange feeling coursing through her body that brought all her brain activity to a sudden halt.

She didn’t want to lose that feeling.

If she could cling to it forever, she would do so with every breath she took.

Lebo’s hand was gripping the back of her head as he kissed her, deeper and deeper.

Overwhelmed by all the strange yet welcome sensations coursing through her veins, Evelyn cupped Lebo’s face and started kissing him back.

She wanted more…more of his lips…and more of him.

That was until she felt his cold yet warm tongue down on her nipple.

And the hands of time started ticking again.

Reality hit Evelyn hard across the face. The merciless cold winter night bruised her face unapologetically when Lebo reluctantly pulled his face away from her to look at her.

“I’m sorry,” Lebo drunken eyes apologized to her. “I didn’t mean to….”

“Its fine,” Evelyn forced a smile on her face, her cheeks blushing red, whether from what had just happened between them or from the cold, Lebo could not be sure.

“I didn’t mean to startle you,” she said. “It’s just that…everything was happening so fast….”

“I wasn’t going to….” Lebo quickly went for damage control. He had not meant for things to escalate that quickly.

“I know,” Evelyn tried smiling again to reassure him. “We were both caught up in the moment. It’s late now,” she was looking over at her door. “I think I should go inside.”

She reached for the door but Lebo reached over and placed his hand on hers. “I don’t want you to think that I am forcing you Eva,” he was saying. “But I just need you to know that I will always be here if you ever need to talk.”

Evelyn wanted to remind him that he won’t always be there…that he would soon go back to his home in Botswana and completely forget about her…. She wanted to tell him that if he discovers the truth, he might not be able to look at her the way he was looking at her right there.

Lebo did not miss the conflict in her eyes as she gazed at him.

He leaned forward, planted a kiss on her forehead and told her, “wait,” while he went around the car to hold the door open for her.

“Thanks,” Evelyn said as she stepped out of the vehicle. “Thank you for going with me tonight. I really had a great time despite everything.”

“You really mean that?” Lebo was looking at her expectantly.

“Yes I do,” Evelyn assured him. “You were everything a perfect date should be.”

Lebo was grinning from ear to ear. “I hope that means that there will be a second date, right” He was expectant again.

Evelyn was smiling back at him. “We’ll see….” She said.

“I heard a yes in my head,” he said excitedly.

Evelyn only chuckled.

“I want to hug you right now but I won’t. I don’t trust myself that I would let you go inside after that. You should go in, I will leave once I see that you are safely inside.”

“Good night Lebo.” Evelyn smiled, took off his jacket and handed it over to him. She then turned and walked the short distance to her door.

Once at the door, she stopped to look back at him and waved.

A very ecstatic Lebo waved back and motioned for her to get inside.

Lebo left the moment he was sure Evelyn was inside.

As he was turning at the corner of the street leading to Evelyn’s house, Lebogang drove passed another vehicle heading in the direction he was coming from.

With his mind dancing from the aftermath of that passionate kiss with Evelyn, Lebo was too absentminded to check the passengers in the car that had just passed because if he had done so, he would have turned back around and rushed to Evelyn’s rescue.

However, Kelvin’s furry-flashed face indicated that he had seen the smiling face of the driver that had just driven past them as he turned to get another look at the driver.

“Step on that thing won’t you?” Kelvin snapped at his driver once Lebo’s vehicle had disappeared from view.

Evelyn had just turned on the lights in the living room and was going to check on Thando who was a heavy sleeper when she heard tires screeching outside. She paused by the bedroom door to concentrate.

The lights shining through the window told her that there was someone in front of their house.

Thinking that it was Lebogang who had returned for some reason, Evelyn ran back to the door, unlocked it and swung it wide open only to find a furious Kelvin standing in front of her.

Without saying a word, he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out of the house.

Evelyn wanted to scream the moment her bare feet stepped on the cold ground outside but she knew better than to attract the attention of Thando who would obviously demand to know everything that was going on with Kelvin.

Thando knowing that part of her life would only complicate things further. Thando’s rationality always disappeared whenever she sensed some injustice taking place around her. Evelyn could only imagine the amount of havoc her best friend would raise if she discovered Kelvin’s true identity.

Kelvin swung the back door of the cab open and pushed Evelyn inside before getting in to sit next to her.

“Where are you taking me?” A petrified Evelyn asked.

She was very much aware of the wrath she had awakened in her proclaimed Master and she could only imagine the things he had in store for her.

It was while Kelvin was dragging Evelyn to the car when Cassie who was passing in another vehicle heading out to the club with her friends saw them.

“Mwansa stop!” Cassie shouted to their driver.

“What is it Cassie?” Her friend Chipego who was also Mwansa’s girlfriend asked as the car parked to the side.

“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” said Tanya who was seated next to her.

“There’s something I need to check,” Cassie informed her befuddled friends.

Just then, the cab passed right next to them and Cassie managed to get a clear view of Kelvin who seemed to be having some sort of struggle with the girl she and Moola had confronted a few weeks ago.

“That son of a bitch,” Cassie cussed out loud.

“What is it?” Tanya asked. “Is it someone you know?”

“Let’s just say that it’s someone I used to know because he is going to be a dead man after this.” She took out her phone from her clutch bag and dialled Moola’s line.

Evelyn was trying to get the door on her side open so she could jump out of the vehicle but Kelvin was watching her every move.

They struggled for a while as she tried attempted to free her hands from Kelvin’s grasp before she finally concluded that struggling against him was energy being used in futility. He was too strong for her.

“You better calm yourself down before you make me lose whatever little control I still have on my temper.” He sternly warned her.

Apart from her heavy breathing, Evelyn remained silent the rest of the way.

Kelvin had not spoken another word to her until they were finally inside his home.

Once he was done locking the door, he turned to her, laid his hands on her shoulders and forced her back against the wall next to the door.

“Who is he?” Was the first question he fired at her as fireworks shot from his eyes. His face was just inches away from hers and he could feel her trembling body and her fast beating heart.

Instead of answering, the only thing Evelyn could think of doing was cry.

“Don’t!” Kelvin clenched his jaw in furry and hd his fist out, ready to pounce whenever he lost control. “Don’t show me those tears,” he said between clenched teeth. “Don’t.”

“I am sorry,” Evelyn said in-between sobs. “I am sorry Kelvin.”

“You are sorry for what?” He roared. “Tell me who the hell he is!”

“He’s just a friend,” Evelyn said.

“That’s not what he said.” Kelvin said.

Evelyn could see the muscles on Kelvin’s face. He was speaking in a controlled tone, each word carrying more weight than supposed to and his jaw kept clenching and unclenching.

He had never hit her before…but could this be the day he finally started?

“I know,” Evelyn tried to turn her face away from his furious gaze but she had no room to move. “He only said that out of spite. Him and I are just friends. I swear.”

“Then why did you say you were sorry?”

“Because I knew that you were upset when you saw us together.”

“Us?” Kelvin scoffed. “So now you and him are US? What are you not telling me Eva? What did you do with that son of a bitch? And you better not lie to me!”

Evelyn closed her eyes, unable to tell him a lie whilst looking at him.

“Open your eyes,” Kelvin caught on to her. “Open your eyes and answer me Eva. What did you do with that guy?”

“Nothing, we did nothing.” She still had her eyes shut.

“Eva?” Kelvin roared into her face. “Look at me when you speak. Open your eyes.”

No longer able to control herself, Evelyn gave up her fight and sobbed, slowly dropping to the floor as she brought her hands to cover her face.

“Nooo….” Kelvin was slowly moving away from her, shaking his head in disbelief. He grabbed the closest thing he could lay his hands on and threw it on the floor.

Evelyn almost jumped as the pieces of what had once been a beautiful salad bowl hit the floor and flung in all directions.

“Get up,” Kelvin went at her, his shoes stepping all over the broken glass as he grabbed her by the hand and dragged her upstairs to his bedroom.

In her bare feet, Evelyn left a trail of blood on the livingroom floor all the way into Kelvin’s bedroom.

Unaware of her pain, Kelvin pushed her onto his bed and started ripping her dress apart. In no time, Evelyn lay on her back in nothing but her lingerie, crying, panting and wincing in both pain and fear.

Kelvin was leaning in to force his lips on her when he saw something in her eyes that made him pause.

“Why have you stopped fighting me?” He asked her.

“It hurts,” Evelyn said.

“What hurts? I haven’t even started.”

She pointed to her feet and that’s when he saw the blood on his beddings.

“What the…. where did this come from?”

“The broken glass,” Evelyn answered.

“Shit!” he cussed before moving from on top of her to look at her feet. “Gosh you have cuts all over your feet!”

“It hurts.”

“Why didn’t you say something goddammit?”

“I tried to….”

“Wait there,” he got up from his knees and headed to his bathroom. He appeared a few seconds later with a First Aid box kit in his hands.

He found her still laying on her back, groaning in pain.

“Sit up,” he told her as he helped her do so, leading her feet towards the edge of the bed.

He sat down by the bed to get a good look at her feet as he disinfected the wounds and he heard Evelyn say, “I can do it.”

“Just sit,” he said sternly and continued administering first aid.

When he was done, he sighed heavily and moved so that he was now his back against the bed, with his head bowed in resignation while Evelyn watched from the bed.

They stayed like that for five minutes, no words spoken between them.

“Kelvin,” she was the first to break the silence.

“UM,” Kelvin answered his back still to her.

“I am sorry….” she said, almost in a whisper.

Kelvin slowly got up from the floor and went to kneel on the other side of the bed, his eyes full of unshed tears.

Confused by his reaction, Evelyn turned her body to face him.

“What are you sorry for Evelyn?” he asked her.

“I don’t know Kelvin,” she answered honestly. “I am just sorry that I made you upset.”

“I am sorry too,” he said, his tears finally giving way.

“It’s okay, I understand. You didn’t mean to hurt me, you were upset.”

“Not that,” he said.

“What?” Evelyn asked.

“I am sorry…but I think that I am in-love with you Eva.”

And then she felt the room suddenly go cold and quite. A needle could have dropped and she would have heard it land on the carpeted floor. The walls started to spin around her.

“Eva?” Kelvin was looking at the tranced expression on her face. “Did you hear what I said?”

She was nodding and then shaking her head at the same time.

“I said that I think that ….”

“I heard you the first time,” she quickly cut him off, not trusting that she would be able to keep her sanity if she heard those words a second time.

There was something about hearing someone say those words directly to her that seemed to shake her to her very roots.

Why did the first person to tell her such words be Kelvin of all people? Even if she wanted to brush his words aside, the damage had already been done; he had already said those words out loud.

“Why?” She asked him. “You hate me.”

“I know,” he said. “I think that I love you as much as I hate you.”



“You are just confused. You don’t know what you are talking about.” She tried to argue with him.

“No, I am not confused anymore.” Kelvin countered. “I have thought about for a long time and it’s true, I am in-love with you.”

“Please don’t say that?” She begged.

“Do my words make you nervous Eva?” He asked.

“No, they just make me uncomfortable.” She answered.

“Why do they make you uncomfortable?”

“Because this is you we are talking about.” She replied. “You have invested so much time and energy trying to punish me for being my mother’s daughter and now you are confused. You are confusing those feelings of anger and resentment for something else.

“I understand why you might think you have such feelings after seeing me with another man but that’s only because you think of me as your property…something that belongs to you. We all feel some ounce of jealous when we see something we feel belongs to us with someone else.”

“Please don’t reduce my feelings to something so trivial,” Kelvin said. “Do you think I like feeling this way? God I hate the fact that you exist. Every time I look at you I think of my sister and what she went through. I see you and I just feel like kicking something…kicking you. My blood boils when I think of your mother and I can’t seem to think straight.

“I have these ideas in my head of how I should punish you, make you pay for everything my family went through…I always have it worked out in my head but every time I see you…every time I look into your eyes…all those feelings go away and something else takes over.

“At first it’s true, I just wanted to possess you, to make you mine even if by force by the truth is that I was fighting hard to keep these feelings away because they disrupted all the rational calculations I have made in my head. I told myself that there’s no way I can be in-love with the daughter of the woman that killed my sister and caused the death of my father.

“I tried to fight…. I tried to hurt you, to hate you…thought that maybe if you hated me like that, then I would hate you more in return and feel so remorse over hurting you. I thought that would help clear the confusion in my head.

“But when I saw you at that hotel on the arm of another man, I knew without a doubt that what I felt for you was something I have been desperately trying not to avoid admitting from the moment I met you. I know its absurd yes, I know…but I won’t lie to myself any more. I am in-love with you Eva.”

“No you are not,” Evelyn insisted, turning to look away from him but Kelvin moved to be in front of her again.

“Look me in the eye and tell me what you see in there Eva,” he said, taking her hands into his. She tried pulling away but he held her in place.

“Look into my eyes Eva,” he pleaded.

She was still looking away. “The only thing I am going to see in there is the desperation of a man who wants to use me to avenge his sister’s face. Why not save yourself the embarrassment?”

“I deserve that,” Kelvin said. “I deserve that.” He repeated.

“Just out of curiosity,” she was finally looking at him. “How exactly did you see this scene ending in your head? That you confess your love for me and I jump straight into your arms?”

“I didn’t think that far. I just knew I had to tell you. It wasn’t easy for me to come clean but if I didn’t tell you how I really felt, I was afraid I might lose you.”

“Lose me? You’ve never had me Kelvin. The only reason I am sitting her half naked in your bed is because you forced me to.”

“Which is why I am going to stop,” he announced.

“What do you mean?” Evelyn asked after a moment.

“I mean that I am going to stop forcing you to be my woman. I have a lot of issues against you yes but I will not force you to do anything you don’t want any more. I am just begging you that you think about what I just told you.”

“And what will happen after I think about it Kelvin? Have you forgotten that you will be getting married very soon?”

Kelvin seemed at a loss for words. He had actually forgotten about his own engagement.

Evelyn started to laugh. “Are you kidding me?” She asked him. “Did you actually forget about the fact that you are not a single man? And not just that, according to you, this wedding has a lot to do with your revenge. Were you planning on turning me into your willing mistress with that insincere declaration of love?”

“It’s not like that Evelyn.”

“Then what is it like Kelvin?”

“Yes I will be marrying Moola but that’s not out of love and you know it. The one I love is you.”

“So you marry your enemy’s second born daughter and turn her first born into your mistress? Wow, isn’t that the best revenge ever?”

“It’s not like that.”

“That’s how it looks from where am standing.”

“What if I give up on the marriage and not marry Moola? I can do that for you Eva.”

“Then it will be breaking the heart of your enemy’s second born daughter and marrying her first born daughter. I think they are all still in the same bracket.”

“Then what do you want me to do to prove to you that my feelings are real?”

“I want you to leave me the hell alone. I have never done anything bad to you Kelvin so I don’t deserve such treatment from you. I don’t care about your revenge or your marriage to Moola. I just need you to leave me out of it. Please.”

“I can’t do that Eva. I need you in my life, sincerely.” He brought her hands to his mouth and kissed them. “Please Eva, just give me a chance.”

Evelyn tried to withdraw her hands but Kelvin was still holding on to them. “Do you know that you doing this actually means that you don’t care about me in the slightest? The moment your mother discovers who I really am, do you think she will let me live? I checked at that orphanage where there was the boy they mistook for me…I found out how they discovered his dead body on the side of the street not far from the orphanage.

“That was no accident. Witnesses saw that car go after him even when he desperately tried to make a run for it. An innocent little boy was killed all because your mother thought it was me. What do you think she will do to me when she discovers that her only begotten son is planning on ruining all the plans she’s put in place just so he can be with the daughter of the woman she is in the process of ruining. If you really loved me as much as you claim you do, you would not be putting me in such a position Kelvin.”

Kelvin finally dropped her hands and got up on his feet, his two fingers rubbing his closed eyes as he lost himself in deep thought. He then walked over to the nearest wall and started hitting his head against it.

“What do you think you are doing?” Evelyn asked. “Have you lost your mind?”

“I think so,” Kelvin answered, still hitting his head slowly against the wall.

“Stop it,” Evelyn snapped. “You are giving me a headache.

And Kelvin stopped. He turned around to face her. “What if we ran away?” He suggested, a glimmer of hope suddenly touching his eyes.

“I knew it, you’ve finally lost your mind.” Evelyn said.

“I am very serious Eva. What if we went to some place so far that my mother can’t find us?”

Evelyn scoffed. “Sometimes you act like you have a four digit IQ but now you are acting like it’s in the negatives. Who’s we Kelvin? I don’t have those kind of feelings towards you.”

“I know you don’t and I blame myself for that. But if you can get to know me all over again, I am not such a bad guy Eva. I made a few terrible mistakes with you but that’s not really who I am.”

“Besides the feelings part,” Evelyn was saying. “There’s your mother. She is the only family you have. Do you honestly think that you can fly across the world and be at peace knowing very well that you plunged a knife into her heart?

“Or, that you did so with the daughter of the woman responsible for taking away her daughter and husband? Even if your mother was your worst enemy, no son would do something like that to his own mother.”

Kelvin looked knocked-out, like all the fight had just been taken from him by those few words from Evelyn’s lips. He held his hand to his forehead and allowed his knees to give way to exhaustion.

He was sitting on the floor looking dejected and hopeless.

And then there was loud banging on his door, the kind that would collapse the target building if prolonged.

“Kelvin, I know you are in there with that whore. Open this door right now!” Moola yelled from outside.

Kelvin and Evelyn gaped at each other in shock as Moola banged her life away against the door.

Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 10


There they were; The sixteen year old Mark who was impeccably dressed in a suit and tie standing between his mother Beatrice and his equally well-dressed father Shadreck. Moola was standing between Kelvin and a woman Evelyn could only assume was Mrs Kangwa given the last conversation she had had with Kelvin.

The first person that caught Evelyn’s attention was Kelvin, and rightly so.

His piercing gaze ripped right through her and sent her blood flowing into the opposite direction.

Evelyn felt her knees weaken, and if not for Lebogang who was holding on to her like a prince in shinning armor, she would have made the most memorable entrance ever at a charity event; fainting in front of everyone upon entering the room.

“Are you okay?” Lebo whispered into her ear, his arm over her shoulder.

She never took her eyes off Kelvin because if she had, she would have seen the blazing looks on Beatrice and Moola’s faces and would have been forced to run for cover.

“Who are those two?” Mervis asked her son and soon to be daughter in-law whilst looking at Evelyn and Lebo. “I think you have competition tonight my dear daughter in-law,” she said to Moola, smiling as if she had just paid her a compliment.

“That girl looks like she can take out every female standing in this room.”

Kelvin could see the smoke coming out of Moola’s ears.

“There’s someone I need to introduce to you mother,” Kelvin put his arm over his mother’s shoulders and quickly led her away, but not before giving Evelyn one glacial stare over his shoulder.

“I hope it’s not one of those people trying to dig into my past and get a scoop for their cheap tabloids.” Mervis said as she allowed her son to lead her away.

Kelvin laughed. “Now why would I enable someone like that? Relax mother, your past is safely burried. Nobody in here knows who the hell you were.”

They both smiled and waved to some people along the way.

“This idea of you being some sort of mystery or enigma is getting out of hand mother.” Kelvin said. “People are starting to come up with very wild theories about why you rarely appear in public.

“If you can avoid certain trouble, why not go all the way to avoid it?” Mervis argued.

“Mum no one from your past can recognize you,” Kelvin countered, leaning in closer to her to deliver the words only to her ears. “Gosh, even I can’t recognize you sometimes and yet I am your only son.”

Mervis was smiling triumphantly. “I guess that surgeon did a good job ah.” She was touching her face everywhere.

“You mean the one from twenty years ago or the one you recently visited in Dubai?”

“Let’s not get into this right now son,” Mervis whispered. “I showed up here didn’t I?”

“Only because I begged you to come with me.” Kelvin said. They had now reached the end of the hall but Kelvin didn’t appear to be stopping.

“Where are you taking me?” Mervis looked up at her son suspiciously.

“We are going outside, into the garden.” Kelvin said, taking his mother’s hand and leading her through the red carpetted passageway leading into the garden before she could protest.

“Then why did you….” Mervis had started to complain.

“Because you seemed to be having such a great time in there making my fiance mad,” he deliberately stressed the two words.

They were now standing outside in the garden.

“Do you want to make it obvious that you don’t like her?” Kelvin asked his mother.

“What? I was only kidding around with her. She couldn’t have taken that seriously did she?” Mervis was clearly making light of a situation she knew would have escalated into something bigger had Kelvin not pulled her away in time.

“Her parents are right there mother,” he said. “Aren’t you the one who’s always telling me to be cautious around them?”

Mervis scowled like a child that just realized the gravity of their mistake. She knew her son was right.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I just get so mad sometimes….”

“I know,” Kelvin held both her hands. “I understand very well how you must be feeling.”

“This is exactly why I don’t like appearing in public. I am better off staying behind my desk at home and pulling strings remotely, or better yet, travelling. It’s enough that we are giving these charities large fortunes that are only going to end up in the pockets of selfish nefarious bastards. I don’t understand why they insist on….”

“Mother,” Kelvin was shaking her hands. “Calm down. How about we do this,” he was smiling at her. “You can leave now with my car and I can remain in your stead. I think everyone has seen your face already so they have no business saying or writing nasty things about you.”

Mervis openly welcomed the suggestion. “I can do that right?”

“Yes,” Kelvin smiled reassuringly. “You can leave mother.”

“But how are you going to get home?”

“I will hitch a ride with someone,” Kelvin said. “There are way too many people in there that would jump at an opportunity to help the son of the richest woman in town.”

Mervis was smiling proudly. “In southern Africa baby, richest woman in Southern Africa.” She corrected him.

Kelvin laughed. So typical of his mother to brag in such a situation.

“I just need to say goodbye to….”

“You don’t need to do that,” Kelvin quickly provided. “I know how you hate acting nice,” he laughed. “I will just tell them that you weren’t feeling so well, jetlag…they all know you had travelled so they’ll understand.”

Mervis held put her hand behind her son’s head and pulled it down to her level. She planted a kiss on his forehead and said, “you really are the best son in the world you know that?”

Kelvin’s smile never reached his eyes. He quickly put his arm aroud her shoulders and said, “let me escort you to the car my queen. There’s a way right here.”

Mervis happily allowed her son to lead her to the parking lot, oblivious to the mysterious expression on his face.
Back in the hall, Lebo was looking at Evelyn with such great concern.

“Are you okay Evelyn?” He asked her again.

Evelyn was shaking all over, her eyes fixed on the entrance of the passageway on the other ide of the room where Kelvin had just disapeared with his mother.

“You don’t look so good Eva,” Lebo was saying. “Do you want us to leave?” He was almost turning her around so they could leave but Evelyn put her hand on his arm to stop him.

“No, we don’t need to leave,” she told him, her eyes now on Beatrice and her glowing brood. Her husband Shadreck was nowhere in sight.

“Are you sure Eva?” Lebo asked.

Evelyn slowly removed his arm from her shoulder and held on to his hand. “I am fine now,” she was smiling endearingly at him. “I am sorry I got like that…this is my first time being in such a place so….”

Lebo was smiling at her. “It’s fine, you don’t need to apologize. I understand, but, if you feel like getting some fresh air outside first before coming back in here to greet a few people and mingle, we can do that. Besides, I don’t know anybody here.” He laughed. “Sibu asked me to greet a few certain people and give them her apologies….”

“We don’t need to go outside lebo,” Evelyn tried to put more life into her smile to reassure the visibly concerned Lebogang. “I am really fine now.”

“Hi,” came a female’s voice from behind Lebo.

He turned around and found a woman smiling at them. She appeared to be in her mid-forties, impeccably dressed just like everyone else in the room.

“You must be Lebogang and Evelyn right?” The woman asked, her genuine smile made Evelyn feel very welcome.

“Yes,” Lebo smiled back. “You must be Mrs Richards, the organizer of this wonderful event.”

“Yes I am, but you can just call me Prisca,” she said as she shook their hands. “Wow,” she said as she looked at Evelyn. “You truly are a beautiful young lady Miss Evelyn. You had everyone’s head turn the moment you stepped into the hall. I am so glad Michael isn’t here tonight,” and leaning forward to whisper into Evelyn’s ear she said, “My husband has a weakness for pretty girls you see.”

Evelyn was blushing all over. “Thank you Mrs…Prisca,” she corrected herself in time.

Lebo and Prisca laughed at her little mishap.

“I think am the luckiest man in this room tonight,” Lebo said proudly, moving his arm from over her shoulder to put it around her waist.

Evelyn looked up at him, nervously smiled and then looked around the room for any possible audience.

Lebogang felt her tense against him. He squeezed her a bit hoping to relax her but something in her eyes made him think that there was more going on with her than just nervousness.

Evelyn was able to breath a bit when she saw no signs of Kelvin anywhere in the room. On the other hand, Beatrice and her family appeared to be deeply engaged in a conversation with other guests, but she could still feel her disapproving eye on her every now and then.

“The two of you make such a wonderful couple.” Mrs Richards was beaming from ear to ear just looking at the two of them. “You remind me a lot of my husband and I when we were young.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Kelvin appeared from behind Evelyn, his hands in his pockets and a forbidding expression on his face that was coupled with a smile that could not even reach his upper lip.

“The two of you really make such a great couple,” he was stressing every word in the sentence like someone with a score to settle with the grammar police.

“Fancy seeing you here, Eva.” Kelvin came to stand right in front of Evelyn, taking in every inch of her and sent shivers down her spine with his molesting eyes.

On the other side of the room, Moola was looking over at them like an eagle guarding its nest. She was one in two places.

“Kelvin,” Mrs Richards smiled at the son of one of her biggest sponsors. “You two know each other?” She asked.

“You know him?” Lebo too asked Evelyn.

All the while, Kelvin had not taken his eyes off her.

“Aarh….” Evelyn thought about the right thing to say in such a sitaution. Kelvin wasn’t doing much to help and he didn’t look like he was even trying.

But what did she expect from him? He was after all the one who had put her in that predicarment in the first place.

Why did he have to come here? Evelyn kicked herself in her head.

Why did I come here even?

“Work,” Evelyn finally thought of what to say. “I know him from work.” She lied.

“My name is Lebogang,” Evelyn’s tall and handsome date reached one hand out to Kelvin while his other hand kept holding on to Evelyn’s waist, tightly, and marking his territory with just one look in his eyes.

“Evelyn’s boyfriend,” Lebo finished his introduction. He could feel Evelyn tense behind his touch again.

“Boyfriend?” Kelvin said as he shook Lebo’s hand, summoning all the forces of his ancestors behind his grip as a cold and calculated smirk graced his handsome face.

If the two of them were not so obviously standing on two opposite ends, anyone could have easily confused them for brothers. They were both tall, fair complexion, both dressed in black Jaguar suits and with the kind of hair that was known to grace the cover of black men’s fashion magazines.

Two suns stood and sized each other up while the moon watched from the side, praying every prayer in the Holy Book in the hopes of avoiding an eclipse.

“How about you kids catch up while I go say hi to the arriving guests,” Mrs Richards was looking at a group of poeople that had just entered the hall. “I’ll come back to you Lebogang and Evelyn, Sibu asked me to introduce you both to some very important people here.”

“Thank you Prisca,” Lebo said with a feigned smile on his face.

“Thank you Mrs Richards,” Evelyn said, but only as loud as a whisper.

“Boyfriend?” Kelvin repeated himself once the organizer was gone.

“What’s going on here?”

“Moola,” Kelvin said to his fiance who had finally managed to make an escape from her parents to come and man her territory.

“Don’t I know you?” Moola was looking at Evelyn contemptiously.

“Is this how you guys in Zambia welcome guests?” Lebo remarked. “I’m starting to feel like I am going to get upset from soon.” He added sarcastically.

“Let’s go out for some fresh air Lebo,” Evelyn said to her date. “Don’t mind these people, they are not important.” She took him by the hand and led him back out where they had come.

Without thinking, Kelvin started to follow them but Moola grabbed his hand and gave him the coldest look possible. “What do you think you are doing?” She asked him, looking at him accusingly. “Have you lost your mind?”

“Am sorry,” Kelvin apologized. “That guy just pissed me off.”

“Are you sure it’s the guy you have a problem with?” Moola grilled him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked.

“You know very well what I mean,” she said. “You think I didn’t see the way you were looking at that girl?”

“Don’t start with your drama Moola,” Kelvin said. “This isn’t the place for that.”

“What’s going on here?” Shadreck joined the pair.

“I don’t know dad, you ask Kelvin.” Moola said and stormed off with her glass of wine in hand to join a group of girls chatting by the corner.

“Kelvin?” Shadreck gave his son in-law an admonishing look
Outside the hotel, Lebo and Evelyn found a spot where they could chat in private and Lebo turned to her.

“What was all that about Eva?”

Evelyn couldn’t remember when Lebogang had started calling her like that but she loved the sound of her name from his lips. Unfortunately, that realization only made her feel even more guilty over what had just transpired.

“I know that I have no business asking you this since we just met but, I thought this was going to be our first date so naturally, I had certain expectations. So am gonna ask you, what’s going on between you and that Kelvin guy?”

Evelyn hang her head low, unable to look Lebo in the eye.

“Look at me Eva,” he placed his hand on her forehead and gently lifted her head up. “Tell me whatever is going on, I swear I won’t get mad but please, just don’t lie to me. I already feel so stupid not knowing what’s going on with you or why you are acting like this….”

“I don’t even know where to start Lebo,” she was on the verge of crying. “I don’t know what to say to you…it’s all so very complicated.”

“Then give me the summary,” he said.

Evelyn sighed, heavily.

“Eva?” Lebo urged her on.

Feeling like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, Evelyn forgot for a moment about where she was and tried to sit down on the grass but Lebo caught her on time.

She just wanted to lie down and sleep her troubles away. Was that too much to ask?

“What do you think you doing? You are going to ruin your dress.” Lebogang rushed to hold her.

But Evelyn just hang limply there, with Lebo’s grip on her the only thing keeping her on her feet.

And then he felt her tears fall on his shoe and he immediately looked down.

There it was, one thick drop.

“Evelyn?” He tried to make her stand up straight but she didn’t seem willing to win her war against gravity.

Sensing her sense of powerlessness, Lebo wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly while she gave way to the stream of tears she had been keeping at bay.

“I am tired…I am so tired of all this,” Evelyn cried into his chest.

Lebo only held her tighter. “I’m right here with you, I’m here….” he soothingly said to her over her head.

And Evelyn let herself go, finally allowed herself to cry in the arms of this stranger that had appeared in her life out of nowhere.

She cried over her cursed existence, her unrighteous fate, and she cried over her current situation…at the loss of yet another person that had just walked into her life with a smile but was now going to leave all because she had been born from two people that were never supposed to be together in the first place.

In Lebo’s arms, Evelyn cried over everything in her life that had gone wrong, everything that was going wrong…and everything that was yet to go wrong.

For close to ten minutes, she stayed in his arms and allowed herself to feel the warmth of his body and soothing hands…if only for a while.

And then Lebo’s phone vibrated from his pocket.

Evelyn tried to raise her head but Lebo said, “just ignore it. It’s probably just Sibu trying to check up on us.”

“It could be important,” Evelyn unglued herself from his embrace.

Lebo took out a hanker from his pocket and handed it her. “I think you’ve runied your make-up.” He said smiling.

Evelyn found herself smiling back. It was something about his tone and the look in his eyes when he was talking to her that made her heart break even more.

Lebo’s phone kept vibrating.

“Maybe you should just check who it is,” she said, pointing to his pocket.

Lebo took out his phone from his and checked. “My mother?” he said, his forehead wrinking up in surprise as he held the screen up for Evelyn to see.

“You should answer it,” Evelyn told him. “You are far from home so she might get very worried if you don’t pick her calls. I am going to go back and look for a bathroom,” she pointed to her face that had smudged make-up.

“Good thing you used waterproof mascara,” Lebo teased her.

Evelyn laughed. “I won’t even ask how you know that.” She said.

“Blame this woman that had a boy right in the middle of girls.” He was shaking the phone in his hand.

“Talk to her, I will be back soon.” Evelyn said and left him to head to the bathrooms inside.

She was almost at the entrance of the hotel when someone grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away to the other side of the hotel.

It was Beatrice, looking furious and fuming like the devil’s first cousin.

“Let me go, you are hurting me!” Evelyn tried to free her hand but Beatrice wouldn’t stop until she was sure she had dragged her far away enough from any prying eyes.

“Just look at you!” Beatrice was referring to her daughter’s messed up make-up, a disgusted look on her face.

“What the hell are you doing here?” She barked at her. “Didn’t I tell you to stay as far away from me and my family as possible?”

“If you think that I came here just to be close to you then you are more deluded that I imagined you to be. I have as much right to be here as you and your family.” She tried to walk away from her but Beatrice grabbed her hand again and pulled her back.

“Who gave you an invitation? I need to talk to the organizers of this event so they can deal with whatever embacile allowed the likes of you access to such an exclusive event.”

“This is a charity event,” Evelyn reminded her.

“Yes, which means you are supposed to be on the other side of it, not inside where all the money is made.”

“Can you even hear youself?” Evelyn asked. “I am your daughter! You gave birth to me whether you like it or not. The more you insult me, the more ashamed of yourself you should be. I never asked you to give birth to me!”

“Why do you think I hate the sight of you?” Beatrice hollered. “It’s because I am ashamed for allowing myself to give birth to something like you. You were the biggest mistake of my life, a huge business deal that went wrong. I wish you would just disappear from the face of the earth and leave me and my family the hell alone.”

Evelyn could only respond with tears, unable to master any strength to respond. She had had enough for one night.

She tried to walk away again, but Beatrice pulled her back.

“How much do you need me to give you so you can disapear? Tell me, what do you need; a house? A car? A visa to travel abroad? Tell me, I will give it to you.”

“I just want you to leave me alone,” Evelyn said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Good, it seems we agree on one thing at least.” Beatrice pressed on. “How much do you need?”

“I don’t need anything from you!” Evelyn finally snapped. “I don’t need you, I don’t need your money, I don’t need your family and I sure as hell don’t need you as a mother. There’s nothing I hate more in this world than knowing that I came from someone like you.

“You disgust me, you and your fancy lifestyle. You think that will last forever? You think there is no God out there? No,” she was shaking her head. “There is a God out there and he is still warming up the hell that he will throw you in when the time comes and that time will be soon. All your money and everything that you hold dear will not be enough to save your stinking soul.”

Beatrice was laughing, laughing hard to the point of breaking while Evelyn watched in despair, amazed by the show her mother was putting on.

“You sound just like your grandmother,” Beatrice said, sobering up at the blink of an eye. “She was all about that Jesus and that holy crap and she died poor. Judge me all you want but at least I will not be heading to hell in tattered clothes and stinking feet. You should have learnt something from your pathetic grandmother. All the faith but look how she died?”

“You mean your mother?” Evelyn said. “She was not just my grandmother, she was your mother.”

“That woman was never a mother to me,” Beatrice said. “Any person that took so much pride in being poor cannot and will never be related to me. I suffered living under that woman’s roof. No mother should put her child through such hell.”

“You are one to talk,” Evelyn retorted. “How I wish the people in there would hear you speak right now.” Evelyn was pointing towards the hall where everyone was gathered.

Beatrice snickered. “All those people in there are just as bad as me, they are all acting like they give a dame about the underprivileged when all they want to do is show off to the world that they have money.”

“I guess you were right when you said I shouldn’t have come here.” Evelyn said.

“I am always right.”

“No you are not,” Evelyn said matter-of-factly.

“What did you just say?” Beatrice took a step towards her daughter.

Evelyn did not flinch. “You do not scare me,” she was looking her straight in the eye. “If anyone should be scared here, it’s you.”

Beatrice scoffed. “Now why would I be scared of a nobody like you?”

“Because I am the only one that knows exactly who you and because I am the only one paying the price for all the sins you’ve accumulated over time. Eventually, I am going to have to collect my dues…and you will pay me back every cent.”

“Are you trying to threaten me?” Beatrice laughed.

Evelyn started shaking her head, leaning in towards Beatrice as if to mock her and smiling she said, “Oh no, I am not good with threats. I am making you a promise.”

“You little….” Beatrice was about to slap her across the face when Lebo appeared from the side and grabbed her raised arm.

“What do you think you are doing?” He thudered down at her menacingly, his hand gripping hers with such force.

Beatrice tried to push him off but Lebo kept her in check, holding her hand without breaking a sweat.

“Did you find yourself a rich boyfriend?” Beatrice looked from Evelyn and then to Lebo who was still gripping her hand.

“So it’s true what they say about genes isn’t it?” She was looking at her daughter with a nasty smile on her face, like there was a secret in the air that only the two of them were aware of.

“I will never be anything like you!” Evelyn said sternly. “Let her go Lebo. She is not someone you should be touching. She is Satan’s vernim, let’s go.” She took his hand and led him away, leaving Beatrice reeling in anger as she nursed the part where Lebo had been gripping her.

“Eva stop,” Lebogang stopped before they could reach the entrance of the hotel.

Behind them, Evelyn saw Beatrice use the back way into the garden to go back inside.

“Honestly, I think I have had enough for a day,” Lebogang said, folding his arms over his chest.

“Either you tell me what’s going on or we go our separate ways, right now, right here.” He said.

“I knew this was going to happen,” Evelyn said resignedly.

“You knew?”

“I knew…I knew the moment I stepped into that hall and laid my eyes on that bunch.”

“So are you going to tell me what’s going on or you would like me to leave? Don’t worry, I will call a cab for you. I am not in the habit of leaving women stranded at night.”

“Do you really want to leave?” Evelyn asked. her eyes were begging him not to leave.

“Yes Eva, I want to get out of here.”

“Do you mind taking me with you?”

“If you let me, I will take you away from this place right now.”

Evelyn smiled and reached out her hand to him.

Lebo took it and led her towards the parking lot.

The whole exchange between the two had been heard and witnessed by Kelvin who had been standing behind one of the walls leading to the hotel entrance.

Kelvin came out of hiding when he heard them walk away, one hand knotted tightly into a fist as he watched Evelyn and Lebo walk hand in hand a short distance away.

While Kelvin kept watch over the two, he did not notice that he too had an audience of his own.

Moola was watching him through the glass doors of the hotel entrance, her perfectly decorated face looked just about ready to explode.

Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 9


When morning came, Kelvin appeared again in Evelyn’s temporary room.

“Good morning,” he greeted her and threw the clothes he was carrying on his shoulder on the bed.

“You need to take a shower and have a change of clothes…unless, you don’t feel like going for work today.

Evelyn glared at him, revealing huge dark circles under her eyes.

“I see you didn’t get enough sleep,” Kelvin observed. “You look like shit.”

“Well thank you.” She said sarcastically. “I always wondered what I would look like if I was ever held captive by some loony psycho.” She then got out of bed.

“Where is the bathroom?” She asked.

“I was wondering when you would ask that. How did you survive the night?” He asked.

“It appears you have a spongy mattress.” She was looking at his bed with a mischievous smile on her face. “It just soaks in everything so well.” She was moving her head for emphasis while Kelvin gaped at her in disbelief. “Remind me to ask you where you bought it before I leave. I could really use something like this when I start a family.”

Kelvin was now smiling, realising she was pulling a fast one on him.

Evelyn quickly looked away upon seeing him smile like that.

There was something about Kelvin that, whenever he smiled or laughed made him look very attractive. If she didn’t know him, she would think he was a normal good looking human being.

The last thing she needed was thinking of him as normal.

Kelvin was nothing but a man out for her blood.

“Why did you look away like that?” Kelvin asked. “Do you find me that repulsive?”

The genuine concern in his voice when he asked those two question made Evelyn’s heart almost skip a beat.

What did he care what she thought of him? She thought to herself.

“Take me to the bathroom.” Evelyn avoided addressing his questions.

Disappointed at not receiving a response, Kelvin led her out of the room and walked up the stairs ahead of her.

“Is this room underground?” She asked as she followed him behind.

“It’s called a basement,” Kelvin answered.

“Or a dungeon,” she remarked under her breath.

“I heard you,” he said.

They had reached the top of the stairs. Kelvin took out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door in front of him.

“Does Moola know about the basement?” She asked as she walked past him while he held the door open for her.

To her surprise, Evelyn found herself standing in another bedroom, except this one was well decorated and had a window, unlike her prison.

“Of course not,” Kelvin answered. “She thinks it’s just a place where I keep some old staff belonging to my father.”

“Let me guess,” Evelyn stopped outside the door to look at Kelvin who was still standing by the door. “That door is locked as well.” She was pointing ahead at the maroon door of the room they were now standing in.

Kelvin finished locking the door they had just come through and went to unlock the one Evelyn was pointing at. “I guess this answers your question, right?”

Evelyn couldn’t help laughing. “I take it I am not the only girl who’s been held hostage in this house.”

“Sadly, you are the only one. Or should that be a good thing?”

“You built all of this just for me?”

Kelvin stopped whatever he was doing to look at her. Shaking his head, he said, “Tsk tsk tsk…I really think you should get over your Princess Syndrome.”

“What’s a Princess Syndrome?” She asked.

“It’s thinking that the world revolves around you…like everything somehow has something to do with you.”

“Can you blame me for thinking like that right now?”

“I guess not,” he said. “But, if you must know, I only moved that bed in there today. I use that room for other business that has absolutely nothing to do with why you were there. Satisfied?”

“And the mirrors?” She asked.

“Those are for effect, they’ve always been there.”

“Then what the hell goes on down there that would require the use of all those mirrors? Are you into some kind of kinky stuff? You know, S&M and the like? You look just the type.” She was visually examining him, up and down her eyes went.

“Aren’t you going to come out?” Kelvin asked, holding the door open for her again.

“Ooh,” she said and quickly came out of the room and found herself standing in a long passage way. “I take it this is the legal part of the house?”

“Everything here is legal, including your presence in this house. The rest of the doors from this point on are unlocked. You are free to leave whenever you feel like.”

“Are you serious?” Evelyn was on the verge of breaking into excitement mode, except, she wasn’t sure if she could trust his word right away.

“Don’t celebrate just yet,” he didn’t take long to confirm her judgement of him. “You are still bound by the contract we signed down there.”

She looked like a bucket of cold water had just been poured on her.

“That being said,” Kelvin continued. He finished locking the door and he stood leaning against it. “I will never take you down there again. However, I expect you to be here whenever I call for you. As for the rest of the time, you are free to go about your business as usual…except dating…because you are bound to me, until such a time when I tire of you. Any questions?”

“Where’s the bathroom? I need to change.” She completely and deliberately avoided answering him.

“You are not going to shower?”

“Over my dead body,” she said. “In your shower?”

“That can be arranged. All it takes is a call to my mother.” he threatened her. “C’mon,” he led her to the far end of the corridor and opened the last door.

“These are the guest bathrooms, have fun. You can come upstairs when you are done. You will find the rest of your stuff there.”

“Upstairs?” She asked.

“The third door over there,” he was pointing to one of the doors they had passed.

“Open that door and you will find a case of stairs leading up.”

“How big is this house?” Evelyn asked.

“Big enough. This whole floor is for guests and upstairs is my sanctuary. Get changed, or you will be late for work.”

Evelyn couldn’t help feeling a little envious. Despite the circumstances, the house she was now standing in looked like a very beautiful home, the kind she saw in movies and magazines…the kind she could only dream about.

Hadn’t it always been her dream to own a huge house and have as many children as possible? If only Kelvin was not such a psycho….

Evelyn shook her head copiously. What are you thinking about Eva? She admonished herself?

Why would you think of that psycho like that?

She quickly changed into the clothes he had given her; a long tight black skirt with a long slit in the front right in the middle going all the way and ending just slightly above her knees.

She took off his shirt and with just a bra on, she leaned forward into the sink and washed her face.

Evelyn took the stairs up and found herself in his expensively furnished and professionally decorated living room, but Kelvin was nowhere in sight.

“Hallo,” she called out.

“In here,” came his voice from the next room. Evelyn walked to where the sound of his voice had come from and found Kelvin seated by the kitchen table; a full display of all sorts of delicacies laid out on the table.

“Are you expecting the Queen of England?” She had stopped by the door and was starring at the food wide-eyed.

“Sit,” he motioned towards the chair in front of him. “Unless you want to be late for work, I suggest you start eating now.”

Logic told her to refuse the food but the sight of it all made her stomach growl, and loudly so.

Kelvin laughed.

Evelyn held her hand to her stomach as if to shut out the noise.

“Forget about your pride,” he told her. “You never touched the food last night and now your stomach is protesting. Seat down and eat something.”

Evelyn clenched her hands into fists and went to join him by the table.

“Don’t laugh,” she warned Kelvin who was unsuccessfully trying to stifle his laughter.

Evelyn went at the food unapologetically.

Kelvin started eating as well, but he was doing more starring than eating.

“You were really hungry, eish,” he commented as he watched Evelyn religiously win her war against hunger.

Evelyn waited to swallow whatever was in her mouth before responding.

“I bet my grandmother is turning in her grave right now,” she said.

“And why is that?” Kelvin asked.

“I am dining with the devil.”

He chuckled. “I always suspected that the Devil was good looking.”

Evelyn gave him a stern look before grabbing the jar of juice and filled up her glass. She gulped down the contents of the glass at once and slammed it down on the table.

“Thank you for breakfast,” she said and stood up. She had spotted her handbag and mobile phone on the kitchen island whilst eating and so she walked over there and picked them up. She then walked to the door and stood there, waiting for Kelvin to get up from the table.

“You know that you have no chill right?” Kelvin was smiling, obviously amazed by her behaviour despite all that had transpired between them. “Don’t you feel…say, maybe embarrassed, shy or anything in those lines?”

“You kidnapped me, poisoned me with chloroform, took videos and pictures of me whilst I was out and God knows what else you did, you then ripped my blouse apart and forced me to stand naked before you, you sexually assaulted me…and now you are asking me if I am embarrassed or not? Tell me, is something wrong with your head? No, wait,” she held out her hand. “Don’t answer that. I think I already know the answer to that one. Now let’s go!”

Kelvin stood up and grabbed his car keys from the table.

“I was genuinely asking if you are alright,” he said to her as they walked to where his car was parked. “I thought maybe you would be feeling embarrassed…or shy after what happened between us.”

“Why should I feel embarrassed? If anyone should be feeling like that, it should be you.” Evelyn answered. “You are the one who forced me to do all those things. I’ll admit, my pride was hurt, I have never been that humiliated in my life before…not even my own mother rejecting me comes closer to what you put me through last night but, I am a mind over matter kind of girl.”

They had reached the vehicle. Evelyn went to sit in the back the moment she heard the car unlock.

“You want someone to see us so they can send a report to your fiancé?” Evelyn responded to the questioning look Kelvin was giving her.

“She followed me once to my place, God knows what she will do if she hears that you gave me a ride. This is the exact kind of drama I dislike. Are you just going to stand there?”

Kelvin moved and went to sit behind the wheel. “Seatbelt,” he instructed her.

“Even in the back? Wow, talk about being psycho.” She still put her belt on despite her snide remarks.

“Why would anyone build themselves such a huge house?” Evelyn asked as she looked up at the bundle of architectural beauty in front of them.

“Someone who wants a big family,” Kelvin replied.

“You also,” she was about to excitedly state how they both share the same dream but she caught herself in time. “I still think it’s too much for a mere home.”

They were now on the road heading to Evelyn’s work place.

“So what made you change your perception about being my mistress?”

Evelyn turned to stare at him. “Who said I changed my perception? I still think you are a psychopathic lunatic who should be hospitalized for the kind of illnesses you have.”

“Illness?” Kelvin asked.

“You have a lot of issues; the death of your father and sister, your mummy issues, me…. You need to take care of all these before you get married.”

“I admit, yes I have a lot of issues…but I am not as bad as you think I am. And, am I not taking care of all those issues right now?”

Evelyn sneered.

“You don’t believe me?”

“Anyway,” Evelyn said. “I did a lot of thinking in the night. I decided to get this business with you done and over with so that I can get back my life as soon as possible.”

“Do you think it’s going to be that easy?” He asked.

“As a matter of fact, yes.” She confidently stated.

“Just what makes you so confident?” He asked.

“You,” she answered.


“Yes you.”


She laughed. “I am not scared of you anymore.” She said.

“And why’s that? Do you think I was bluffing about everything I said to you?”

“Oh no,” she quickly supplied. “I think you meant every word about me being your mistress…or was it concubine you said? I just don’t think you are capable of doing some of the things you threatened me with last night. You had me naked in front of you and you still managed to walk away. I was in there the whole night but you never touched me. I heard you come in and put an extra blanket on top of me.”

“Oooh, you heard that?”

“Of course I did,” she said. “I told you I never slept. I just pretended to be asleep when I heard you open the door. I heard you sit down on the bed and watch me for close to twenty minutes. You didn’t attack me.”

“I just didn’t want you to freeze and die in my house. That would only complicate things further.” He argued.

“Before you left, you fixed my pillow, sighed heavily, checked my temperature with your hand, walked and the room for a bit and then you finally left. I don’t know what was going on in your head but obviously, you are conflicted. I know you have this genuine need to get your revenge, but using me like this won’t give you the kind of satisfaction you think you are going to get. I might be your worst enemy in the whole world but I also did you no wrong.”

“I know very well that what I’m doing to you is wrong,” Kelvin said. “But there is this huge part of me that is angry…angry at you because of who you are. Had my sister not discovered you existed, she wouldn’t have left her house to go after your mother.”

“No matter how justified you feel your actions are, this is still wrong Kelvin.”

“Don’t say my name, don’t say my name like that. Please.” Kelvin said between clenched teeth, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

“I think that you were just too drunk last night and you made some very wild decisions.”

“If you think that chafing me would somehow make me change my mind then I suggest you give up. It won’t work.”

“Well,” Evelyn shrugged her shoulders. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.” She said.

Kelvin appeared slightly disturbed by Evelyn’s words.

“You don’t need to take me all the way to the office,” Evelyn told Kelvin when they were nearing her work place.

“What, you think Moola might hear and come to harass you?” He asked and let out a short laugh. “I told her that I’m after you for information pertaining to my uncle’s corporate case. She thinks I am just trying to use you so she doesn’t care anymore even if she were to hear any stories.”

“And she believed you?”

“Of course she did.” Kelvin laughed.

“Still, just leave me somewhere along the way. I don’t want to create any suspicions. Rumours might start going around that you are seeing another woman and your mother might hear about it and start investigating me. I do not wish to die because of my mother’s sins.”

Kelvin did as instructed and dropped her off a few blocks before her office.

“My mother is coming back this weekend and I have some plans with her so I won’t be able to see you for a while.” He said to her through the open window. “You can enjoy your freedom in the meantime but don’t do anything against our contract.”

Evelyn simply banged the door and scowled at him before walking away.

When you look at me like that, you make it harder for me to like you….why did you have to be your mother’s daughter? Kelvin thought as he watched her walk away from him.

Just two minutes in the office, Evelyn received a call from her boss.

“Come in,” came the response from inside when she knocked on the door.

“Come in, sit,” Sibu instructed her as she took off her coat from behind her desk.

“You don’t look so good,” She was now closely examining Evelyn from the other side of the table. “Late night?” She asked, smiling mischievously.

“Something like that,” Evelyn forced a smile on her face. Better to have people misunderstand than to start explaining things that Budha himself wouldn’t understand.

“How’s the team this morning?” She was pointing to Sibu’s pregnancy just before she sat down.

Sibu smiled. “They’ve been kicking and kicking. I think they will be rivals these two. They don’t seem to like each other that much.” She was gently rubbing her belly as she spoke.

“Or, it could be that they really like each other and while you are thinking that they are fighting, they could be having a jolly good time playing together.” Evelyn provided.

“Ummm,” Sibu thought about it for a moment. “You could actually be right.” She said. “Wow, how come I never thought of that?”

Evelyn laughed. “Because sometimes you tend to be such a pessimist boss.”

“When you’ve been through what I’ve been through, you can’t help but be a pessimist. Sometimes I don’t even realize that’s what I’m doing. My husband always looks at me a certain way to warn me to stop being so negative when he senses that I am about to lose it. You and him are actually very much alike Eva. You are both such optimists. You always try to see the good in everything. I can never be like that.”

“With a husband like yours, I think it’s bound to rub off on you eventually.”

Sibusiswe laughed. “I think it’s already started!”

They both laughed.

Sibu reached into her handbag and took out two small light blue envelopes and handed them to Evelyn.

“What are these?” Evelyn said as she received them.

“One of the charities Ted and I help sponsor is hosting an event this weekend,” Sibu explained. “It’s a fundraising dinner actually. We have it twice a year, mid-year and end of year. Unfortunately, I cannot attend this one,” she was rubbing her belly again to emphasize her point.

“Ah,” Evelyn said. “So who would you like me to send these to? I have a list of….”

“I am giving them to you right now Eva,” Sibu said.

“Me?” Evelyn almost jumped in her seat.

“Yes you,” Sibu laughed. “Why do you look so shocked? Don’t tell me you’ve never attended such a function before?”

“Ah, yes,” Evelyn said. “What business do I have attending such functions meant for the uber rich? Thank you Mrs L for the kind gesture but,” she laid the envelopes on the table and pushed them towards Sibu. “I am not the right person you should be giving these to. Besides, I don’t even have anyone to go with.”

“I think I am also starting to rub some of my negativity on you Eva.” Sibu remarked, looking very concerned.

Evelyn laughed.

“I suspected you might give the no date excuse so I had thought of the perfect date for you.”

Evelyn was curious to hear who she had been set up with. “Who did you think of?”

“Martin,” Sibu suggested.

Evelyn was up from her chair. “Are you kidding me? Your ex-husband?”

Sibu was amused by her secretary’s over reaction. “What’s wrong with me setting up my ex-husband with someone I think would be a perfect match for him? I know the age difference is slightly wider than….”

“You think am reacting like this because of the age difference?” Evelyn was dumbfounded by Sibu’s nonchalance regarding the dating life of her own ex-husband.

Evelyn had always known that her boss was not an ordinary woman, but, she never imagined she would get to experience firsthand just how extra-ordinary she was. She had heard a lot of stories about Sibu from the workers and just about everyone in town and even though Sibu never spoke directly about her past, there was a part of Evelyn that thought that the truth might have been stretched a little to make the stories more interesting for gossip mongers and tabloids.

“Martin might be my ex-husband but we get along just fine,” Sibu was saying. “Both Ted and I get along fine with him. Whatever happened between us is in the past. Him and I have a child together so it’s only natural that we be civil with each other otherwise what will we be teaching our child?”

“And your husband doesn’t mind you being friends with your ex like that?” Evelyn wondered out loud.

Sibu laughed. “It wasn’t always like that.” She said. “But we are all grownups. I know that people still think Martin is a no-good playa but he’s really changed. I can assure you, that’s something you don’t have to worry about.”

“You are really serious aren’t you?” Evelyn asked.

“Of course I am,” Sibu answered matter-of-factly. “He asked me a favour recently, that I should find him a good woman,”

“A woman like you, right?” Evelyn asked.

Sibu only laughed. “He seemed so sincere it broke my heart and you know what, you are the first person that came to my mind when he made that request.”

“No Mrs L, I am flattered that you think of me like that but I can’t date your ex-husband.”

“Why?” Sibu seemed genuinely curious about Evelyn’s lack of interest in Martin. “Is it because I am your boss and he is my ex? Or is it because you feel he is too old for you? He is still in his thirties…I think… and the age gap I hear is the perfect….”

Evelyn was shaking her head and waving her hand to stop Sibu talking. “It’s none of that, well, maybe yes but that’s not the major issue.”

“Then what is it?” Sibu asked.

“I wish I could tell you,” she replied. “All I can say is that I am not looking to be in a relationship right now.”

“Is it because you found someone already?” Sibu asked, a glint of a smile appearing at the corners of her lips. “You look like you had quite a busy night.”

“It’s not what you think. I was just helping a friend out with something. But, if you are really looking for someone for your ex-husband, I think I know someone who might be perfect for him.”

Sibu could finally smile with hope. “You know someone?”

“Yes,” Evelyn said. “My house mate Thando, she has this really huuuuuge crush on Martin.”

“Are you serious?” Sibu asked.

“Yes,” Evelyn answered. “She had a brief encounter with him somewhere and she can’t seem to stop talking about him since. She’s a happy go lucky kind of girl. You would love her if you met her. It’s not easy not to love her.”

“If she is your friend then I trust your judgement. So, here’s what we’ll do, I will tell Martin that I found him a date for the dinner this weekend and you will tell your friend Thando that she too has a date this weekend, Saturday!”

“Great!,” Evelyn said excitedly. “So that means I don’t have to go to that function right?”

Whilst smiling, Sibu said, “No, you are still going. I still have a back-up date for you.”

“What?” Evelyn couldn’t believe her boss.

Sibu was enjoying herself. “My mother…step mother to be more specific, her cousin Lebogang is visiting from Botswana and he’s always looking for something to do. He’s twenty-six years old, good looking, a doctor by profession and ….”

“Mrs L,”  Evelyn felt like crying. “I told you, I am not looking for a relationship.”

“That’s exactly why I need you to go to this event!” Sibu insisted. “You are at that age when you should be out there dating and making mistakes Eva. Why do you insist on being alone always?

“I remember there was a time when I thought being alone was the best thing for me but ever since I learnt the power of companionship, I have not looked back. I just don’t want to see you make the same mistakes as I did.”

“I understand, very much that you mean well boss but….”

“No buts,” Sibu got up from her chair and walked over to where Evelyn was standing. She held both her hands. “Why don’t you try just this once Eva,” she said. “Lebo is a pretty decent guy. I actually think you would like him. Go with him to this thing and if you don’t like him, well, you would still get to enjoy great food and great company. Please please Eva…just do this for me, please.”

Evelyn wanted to say no but the look in Sibu’s eyes made it very difficult for her to do so.

What if Kelvin heard about it? Evelyn wondered.

And then she remembered that he would be too busy with his mother to be following her around.

Smiling, she said to Sibu, “You are very persistant you know that.”

Sibu laughed. “I do. So will you oblige me, just this once?” She pleaded.



“Yes, okay.”

Sibu wrapped her secretary in a hug.

“Are you sure you are supposed to be doing this?” Evelyn asked, wondering whether to hug her back or not, her arms stretched out.

Sibu laughed and released her from the embrace. “This is safe sweetie,” she told her. “How about we go shop for your dress at lunch time today?”

“I don’t think I have that kind of money to afford a decent dress for such a function Mrs L.”

“Who said you are going to be buying?” Sibu laughed.

* * *

When Saturday finally came, Evelyn was both nervous and excited as she waited for her date to come pick her up at home. She had no idea what Lebogang looked like. She had spent the rest of the week fighting the urge to look him up on the internet.

There was a part of her that was hoping he would turn out to be a great guy because…who doesn’t want to show up at such a fancy event with a gorgeous man on her arm?

Evelyn always wondered what it would be like to attend such a function, and now that she was finally given the opportunity to be at one, she wasn’t sure what to do or expect.

“Oh my gosh you look like a princess!” Thando complemented her when she came into her room, with just a towel wrapped around her.

Evelyn looked at her reflection in the mirror.

It was the first time she had seen herself look or feel like that. “I feel like I am looking at someone else,” she told her friend.

Thabo came to stand behind her. “That’s because I am such a genius artist…and of course it helps that I had a great canvas.” She said smugly, praising her own make-up skills.

“Red really does look great on you,” Thabo said as she looked at Evelyn’s reflection in the mirror. “You look like some celebrity or one of those rich and famous people. You are gonna fit right in amongst those rich gloaters over there.”

“And why are you still not changed Thabo?” Evelyn turned around to look at her friend. “Aren’t you going to be late?”

“Martin just called, he said he can’t make it.”



“And why don’t you look or sound upset? You were looking forward to going on a date with him.”

Thabo laughed. “I know. I kind of knew he would do that. That’s why I was hesitating going into the bathroom. That guy is still hung on his ex-wife. There’s no way he was going to go on a date arranged by her.”

“So why are you not crying or screaming like I expect you be doing? He just cancelled on you at the last minute. That’s considered rude you know.”

“I know,” Thabo said, looking a bit down. “But the good news is,” she started to smile again. “I have his number now!”

Evelyn didn’t know what to say to her friend. Why was she surrounded by such special people?

“Am just glad you are taking this whole thing well. I would have felt bad going and leaving you alone when you are feeling down.”

“C’mon, forget about me. You know I am a relentless bitch. Martin is in for a surprise if he thinks he can get rid of me just like that.”

Evelyn laughed. “I kind of feel bad for the poor guy. He’s really in for a big surprise.”

Both girls laughed.

“Get up, I wanna see how you look, full view.”

Evelyn stood up and stepped aside to give Thando a full view of her outfit.

It was a red and white lace bodycon dress that accentuated every curve on her body.

“What do you think about the shoes?” Evelyn was pointing at her 4 inches red stiletto heels. “I feel like it’s too much red.”

“Hell no, you look perfect,” Thabo assured her. “Besides, most of that dress is white so the red is mostly just complimentary. You look so hot I could kiss you right now…but then that would ruin your sexy lipstick.”

“You need help Thabo,” Evelyn laughed.

“I have a confession to make by the way.” Thabo sat down on the bed and faced her friend.

Evelyn went to sit with her. “What did you do?” She asked. With Thabo, anything was possible.

“I checked out Lebo’s Facebook profile,” and she shut her eyes to avoid looking at Evelyn’s reaction.

“Thabo!” Evelyn said. “You promised!”

“I know, am sorry sweetie. I just couldn’t help myself.”

Just then, Evelyn’s phone rang from the dressing table.

“Talk of the devil,” Evelyn said and got up to answer her phone. “It’s him.”

“Answer it!” Thabo rushed over to her.

“Hi,” Evelyn answered the phone.

“Hi, is this Evelyn?” Asked a male’s voice.

He sounds hot. Evelyn mouthed the words to Thabo, her hand placed over the phone.

Thabo was jumping up and down in excitement.

Evelyn held the phone back to her ear. “Yes that’s me,” she said.

“This is Lebo…Lebogang, Sibusiswe’s eerr….”

“I know who you are,” Evelyn chuckled. “My boss already gave me your number. Are you here?…or are you calling to cancel?” She held her breath, thinking about what Martin had just done to Thabo.

And then she heard him laugh.

OMG! She mouthed to Thabo again.

“I am actually outside your door Evelyn…I hope I got the address right.”

He’s here! She said to her housemate.

Thabo immediately ran out of the bedroom and into the living room to look out the window.

“You are here?” Evelyn asked and followed Thabo to the window.

“And we have a winner,” Thabo said upon seeing the man standing in front of their house, she was drooling without shame.

Evelyn too peeped through the curtain and got a glimpse of him.

“I can see you, I will be right out.”

“Okay, I’ll be here.” He said and cut the line.

“I think am about to have a heart attack,” Evelyn was limply standing behind thabo and clutching her chest playfully.

Thabo ran back into Evelyn’s bedroom to grab her purse.

“Here,” she put it into Evelyn’s hand and started pushing her towards the door. “You look sexy and you have a hunk waiting for you outside. Go out there and Cinderella the hell out of that event.”

Evelyn laughed, hugged her friend goodbye and walked out to meet Lebo.

“Oh my,” were the first words that Lebo said to her the moment he laid eyes on her.

“You look fantastic!”

“Thanks,” Evelyn said when she got to him by the car. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” She was grinning from ear to ear.

Lebo went to open the door for her and Evelyn nervously got in.

“You have a very beautiful car,” she told him when he sat behind the wheel.

“Thanks,” Lebo said as he started the engine. “Seat…” and then he laughed. “I was going to ask you to put your seatbelt on but…”

Evelyn laughed as she looked down at her already strapped seatbelt. “I always do this whenever am seated in the front.” She told him.

“I think I like you already,” Lebo said, smiling as he got them back on the road.

By the time they reached the venue, Evelyn was in high spirits. She had such a great time with Lebogang during the short ride to the hotel where the event was being held. She could not remember the last time she had had such a great time just talking to someone.

It was in those same spirits that the two of them entered the event hall.

But Evelyn’s spirits were immediately dampened when her eyes gazed upon the crowd of expensively dressed guests and immediately spotted the one group of people in the world she had not planned on meeting that evening.

But there they were, in all their glorious wonder, the Mwangala’s and the Kangwa’s.

Just what had happened to the stars of fate that they would all find themselves under the same roof on the same day and hour?

Evelyn froze as all eyes settled on her and Lebo.

Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 8


Kelvin was smirking down at her. “I was hoping we would start business from the bed but,” he was looking down into her blouse from where her body was touching his…a position she had put herself in during their near-collision.

“We can start from here if that’s what you like,” he finished, and sent Evelyn backing away from him immediately, putting as much distance between them as possible.

“Why are you doing this?” She asked him.

Kelvin entered the room and locked the door behind him. “Because it’s my birthday,” he said nonchalantly as he went to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Come,” he patted the space next to him.

“You must be out of your mind,” Evelyn hissed at him.

Kelvin simply shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

“You really do look hot when you are pissed,” he said. “That’s the same look you had when I saw you standing outside your mother’s house. Dame you looked so edible.” He got up from the bed and walked to where she was.

There was nowhere else to go for Evelyn when she back touched the wall, she knew he had her right where he wanted her to be.

“And you look exactly like that right now,” he said as he slowly ran his finger through the nape of her neck, drawing his face closer she could literally hear every beat of his heart.

“Why are you doing this?” Evelyn lifted her head away from him, hating with all her breath the smell of his perfectly scented expensive cologne and beer.

“I told you, it’s my birthday today…and you are my present.” He said and backed away from her.

Evelyn’s eyes went to the keys he was holding in his other hand. She was shaking with fear but the sight of the keys in his hand gave her some form of hope

Kelvin smiled. “Even if you manage to get your hands on these, there is no way of getting out of this place for you even if you manage to leave these four walls here.”

“What has me being here got to do with your bloody birthday?” She asked.

“Finally, you ask a good question.” He said. “I have spent the past years doing everything possible to avenge the death of my father and sister….”

“What do I have to do with the death of your father and sister? Until a few weeks ago, I didn’t even know who the hell you were.”

“Me too,” Kelvin said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I didn’t know you existed until a few weeks ago. Meeting you was like receiving manar from heaven.”

“You are clearly drunk,” Evelyn said. “You must have me confused with another person.”

“I might be a little bit drunk but my mind is working perfectly fine,” he said. “If you tell me that you are not the daughter of Beatrice, then I will open that door and every other door in this house and let you leave.”

“Beatrice is not my mother,” she said sternly. “Now can you open the door for me and let me go?”

Kelvin broke into laughter.

“Genes are very cruel. That and DNA,” Kelvin said. “You can’t talk them away into oblivion. They stick to your skin like a tick…sucking the blood out of you until you acknowledge their presence.”

And he continued laughing.

“Are you doing this because of her?” Evelyn shouted over the sound of his laughter.

“Are you doing this because Beatrice did something to your family?”

Kelvin suddenly sobered up and stood up straight. “Finally,” he said.

“Is that it?” Evelyn said, finally realizing why she was being held captive. “If you want to take revenge, why not use your fiancé? Do you think doing me harm will have any effect on Beatrice? You of all people should know just how much she gives a gives a dame about me.”

Kelvin hardened his features and closed the distance between them. With his arms crossed, he looked into her eyes. “I never said anything about punishing Beatrice.” He said.

“Do you have any idea what it’s like to watch your sister die right in front of you and not be able to do anything to save her? Do you?” he asked her.

“You were there….at the accident site?” Evelyn asked.

“I was there. I saw my sister’s husband, your father…and your mother Beatrice. They were all there. God knows what Nora had witnessed inside that place that made her come running out like that. She couldn’t wait to get away from her husband that she drove straight into an oncoming truck.

“How I wish I had died with her that day.”

Evelyn looked horrified. Finally, it seemed she was getting the questions she had had about kelvin answered.

“Like the fool I was, I passed out.” Kelvin laughed at himself. “I passed out,” he repeated. He was smiling and crying at the same time. “My poor father couldn’t handle the guilt. He regretted not having ran to her side when she was in such pain. He thought he was giving her the space she needed. He was wrong. She didn’t need space, she needed him…she needed us. We were right there behind her and we did nothing.”

Evelyn’s legs finally gave way and she went down on her knees, the guilt of her parent’s sins and that of her very existence eating at her core.

“My father died a few days later,” Kelvin said.

Evelyn sobbed on the floor.

“My mother changed after that. She wanted nothing more than to avenge the wrongful deaths of her loved ones. To her, I was no longer a son…I became a weapon she could use in her elaborate plans against your mother.

“I too, I was mad. Mad that I had not done anything for my sister. I always used to tell her that I would be her hero…but no. I turned out to be the worst coward ever.”

“But you were only a boy,” Evelyn tried to reason with him.

“I was old enough to make a difference,” he retorted. “But, I might not have risen to the challenge in the past but I can now. Instead of being mad at my mother for neglecting me…I can finally do something to help my sister rest in peace. You came into my life at the most perfect time possible, like manna from heaven; you landed right in front of me.”

“Do you think that doing me harm will somehow help your sister rest in peace? I am a victim in all this just as much as you. I did not choose my parents.”

“I also didn’t choose to have a sister die at the hands of a selfish and merciless woman. There is such a thing called the price of blood. God used it on the rest of mankind when Adam and Eve sinned so can you imagine what a mere mortal like me is capable of when he’s had his family taken away from him in the most cruel way possible?”

“I understand how you must be feeling right now,” Evelyn got up from the floor and went to stand in front of him.

“No you don’t understand,” Kelvin said. “You have absolutely no idea how I’m feeling right now. You see, today is my birthday…and it also happens to be my sister’s death anniversary.”

Evelyn gasped.

“On this day, my sister found out about your existence. On this same day, she was hit by a track right outside your mother’s place. She died, on this same day. And exactly ten days later, my father gave in to a stroke.”

“Kelvin…” Evelyn was still shaking her head in disbelief as tears streamed down her eyes. “I had no idea…I am so sorry. I…I…don’t know what to say….”

“How about wishing me a happy birthday?” Kelvin said, wiping away the tears from his face with his bare hands.

He closed the space between them and started playing with the buttons of her blouse. He was slowly running his finger up and down.

Evelyn flinched as Kelvin’s hand brushed over her cleavage.

“I understand…that…I am your…your…enemy,” Evelyn stammered. “But…this is not right Kelvin.” She tried to reason with him. “You are not this person….”

“Shut up!” Kelvin snapped. “You don’t know me and you have no right to make assumptions about me.”

Evelyn got down on her knees and pleaded with him. “I will do anything you want but please….” she cried. “Don’t do this to me. I am begging you.”

“Undress,” he commanded her, turning away from her to sit on the bed.

“What?” Evelyn couldn’t believe what she had just heard.

“Take it off,” he was moving his finger up and down at her. “Everything, NOW.”


“Would you like me to help you?” He asked and immediately got up. He walked over to where she was kneeling and unceremoniously scooped her up from the floor by her shoulders and ripped her blouse apart with vengeance.

Evelyn quickly covered her bosom with her hands as she cowered into the nearest corner, pleading with her eyes for him to stop.

“You have two choices,” Kelvin said to her. “I can hand you over to my mother who is an expert in the art of revenge since she’s been doing it for such a long time. God knows what she would do to you if she discovers your existence. She was somehow misled into believing that you had been abandoned by your mother at an orphanage.

“You were very ugly when you were a baby,” he laughed. “So naturally, everyone assumed you were a boy when your mother showed up with you at my sister’s funeral. You can go to that orphanage and find out what happened to that boy she mistook for you. I am sure you would think of my methods as angelic when you do the comparisons. OR, you can surrender to me.”

“What do you mean surrender to you?” Evelyn asked, still covering her exposed parts with her arms.

“Be my mistress.” Kelvin stated.

“Are you nuts!” Evelyn yelled.

“Alright then, I will take it that you’ve gone for option A. I will make a call to my dear mother then. I am sure you have heard about her reputation through the grapevine. I can assure you, she does not disappoint.”

He then turned to leave the room.

“Wait,” Evelyn stopped him.

Kelvin immediately obliged her, a smirk playing on his face as he turned back to face her.

Evelyn had heard enough about Mrs Kangwa’s power and influence in the political world. It was enough to scare her ovaries into infertility all the way into her next life. Together with Mr Mwangala, the two of them controlled the power in the country like King and Queen from two opposing fronts.

Whereas her rival was known to bankrupt his enemies and potential threats, Mrs Kangwa was known to eliminate from the face of the earth anything or any person she considered a potential threat. Even though no proof was ever brought against her, that fact in itself was enough to scare away any potential danger in her way.

“What does being your mistress entail?” Evelyn asked.

“It means that you will belong only to me and not any man or woman out there. You will appear before me whenever I call, you will surrender your body, mind and soul to me, you will bear my children if I feel like it and you will not tell a soul about this arrangement. I don’t think there’s any need for me to get into the details of what might happen to you the moment you decide to divulge any of this to anyone.”

“How long…how long do you need me to be your mistress?”

“Until such a time I get tired of you.”

“No!” Evelyn protested. “What if that never happens?”

Kelvin scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself too much young lady,” he said sarcastically. “You will get your freedom whenever I feel like. The more you antagonize me, the longer and the more painful your stay with me will be.”

“And what if someone finds out that I am your mistress? You should know, nothing residing under the sun can stay hidden forever.”

“Let me worry about that. You just worry about doing your part. Now, take off the rest of that. The longer you take, the longer the night will be, for the both of us. Your choice.”

Evelyn thought about his offer for a while. She was clearly stuck between a rock and a hard place and she stood to lose her soul no matter the direction she took from that point on.

“I don’t think I can do this,” she finally said.

“Do what?” Kelvin asked.

“Being your mistress,” she answered. “I think I am going to take my chances with your mother.”

“What?” Kelvin laughed. “I have spent the past twenty years trying to take my chances with her and here I am still doing her bidding. Do you think that she would even give you a chance to get a single word out?

“The moment she discovers who you are, she will wipe out everyone you’ve ever cared about, all your friends and family. She is already working on your family right now as we speak, only a matter of time before she gets to your friends.”

“I guess lunacy runs in the family then,” Evelyn said as she looked at him disdainfully.

“Are you going to take off your clothes or not?”

“Do you think that doing this to me will bring back your father and sister?”

Kelvin rushed over to her and glared into her eyes. “Do you think I am doing this for revenge?” He yelled.

“Then why are you doing this?” Evelyn yelled back at him.

“Because it’s the only thing I can do that I have complete power over.” He calmly said. Because I am the only one who gets to decide what happens in this room and what happens to you; not you, not my mother, and not anyone else out there.

“And most importantly, because I have this physical ache, a thirst that I have been dying to quench from the moment I saw you and thanks to your mother, I have the licence to drink from you for as long as I like. So let’s take whatever happens in this room tonight as a sent to me by my dearly departed sister Nora…and let’s try to enjoy ourselves as much as possible.”

Kelvin proceeded to grab her arms and forced them apart to reveal her ample bosom which was well packaged and displayed in a black bra.

He moved her towards him so that she was now resting against him while he unfastened her bra behind.

Evelyn tried to put her arms back to cover her breasts but to no avail. She was no match for Kelvin’s determined hands. He quickly yanked the bra from off of her and threw it on the floor, completely exposing her upper body.

“You have the best pair I have ever seen on any woman,” he was hungrily starring at her whilst holding her hands in check.

Kelvin had successfully managed to damage whatever little pride she had been functioning on from the time her mother had out-rightly rejected her.

Two thick drops of tears fell from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

Evelyn felt her life slowly slip away from her. 

“Your trousers, take off your pants as well,” Kelvin said. “Unless you want me to help with those too.”

Evelyn felt every urge to wipe the smirk off his face but instead, she hang her head down and tasted the flavours of her salty tears.

Is this all I will amount to in this lifetime? She cried as she brought her shaking hands to her pair of trousers and undid the button while he watched her a short distance away.

Evelyn cried even harder as she felt the pair of trousers slid all the way to the floor.

“The pant too,” Kelvin instructed.

Before she knew it, she was standing completely naked in front of him while he slowly took in every inch of her.

“On the bed,” he gave her his back as he walked to position himself closer to the bed. He stood to the side with his arms crossed over his chest. “Come and lie down here,” he said.

“Do you think that degrading me like me will give you the satisfaction that you are looking for?” She said from where she was standing. “This only proves what a coward you are,” she fired on. “You have been controlled by a woman all your life and you are still letting a woman control you right now.”

He scoffed. “Says the woman standing completely naked in front of me.”

“You might have me like this but you will always remember that you never had me willingly. What sort of man doesn’t even have the balls to get a woman to willingly take off her clothes for him? You are the worst kind of coward scum.”

Kelvin was reeling in anger. He went at her, grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to the bed.

He threw her down on the bed and positioned himself on top of her.

Instead of begging him like she had been doing before, Evelyn was laughing.

That caught him by surprise.

She was mocking him. Kelvin could see it in her eyes.

“You might have my body tonight but you will never have my soul. I will never come to you willingly. Keep that in your mind as you thrust your cowardly body on top of me.”

“Shut up!” Kelvin yelled and landed his mouth hard on hers but he could still hear her laughing at him.

“You think that you are punishing me for Beatrice’s sins, well you are not.” Evelyn said when Kelvin had paused to glare at her.

“She is still winning,” Evelyn continued. “She has successfully managed to kill another Kangwa; turned a perfect gentleman into a monster. Go ahead; put the crown on her head and let her control you just like your mother has done all these years.”

Kelvin raised his hand into a fist and just when she thought he was going to land a hard one on her face, he hit the space right next to where her head was lying and he jumped off from her.

He was breathing hard and heavy, and sweating profusely.

Evelyn quickly went for the white sheets and covered herself while Kelvin appeared to be struggling with calming himself down.

He was hunched over, his back to her and his hands resting on his knees, deeply breathing in and out.

Evelyn took this opportunity to search for the keys, but they were nowhere in sight; not even his phone.

She looked over at him and saw something bulging slightly from his pockets.

What time did he put them in their? She wondered.

She was contemplating hitting him from behind when Kelvin raised his back and stood up straight very so suddenly. He turned around and went at her in a fit of furry. He grabbed her on both sides of her arms as she was wrapped in a sheet and he brought her to stand down on the floor in front of him.

“Do you think that I can’t make you fall for me on your own?” He roared at her.

“Let me go, you are hurting me,” Evelyn protested.

Kelvin lessened the pressure of his grip…but he did not let go of her.

“I am only going easy on you today because I am too upset to think rationally. I might do something to you that I might regret later.”

“I think that boat has already sailed,” Evelyn retorted.

“Don’t play smart with me,” he thundered down on her. “You might have saved yourself tonight but nothing has changed. You are still going to be my mistress. I will be marrying your step-sister in the next couple of weeks and you will be your step-sister’s concubine. Tell me, do you still feel like a winner?”

His face was so close to hers she could see the hairs in his nose if she chose to. But Evelyn had her eyes shut as she desperately tried to look away from him.

Unfortunately for her, Kelvin had one of his hands holding the back of her head which was ensuring that she stayed locked in position.

The next thing she knew, he pushed her back and she fell on her back on the bed.

“Put some clothes on. I will bring your phone so you can call your housemate and tell her you won’t be coming home tonight.”

He had already turned his back to her and was heading towards the door.

“I have never slept out from the time we started living together.” Evelyn shouted. “Do you think she will believe me if I tell her that I am sleeping out all of a sudden?”

Kelvin turned to face her. “She will believe you,” he said in a very tight and controlled voice. “Because you will make it so that she believes every word.”

“You want me to spend the night here?” Evelyn was about ready to start crying all over again. She thought her nightmare was almost coming to an end.

“My birthday isn’t over yet,” Kelvin said and turned to leave, locking the door behind him.

Alone in his room, Kelvin ripped his shirt off and threw it on the ground. He quickly got out of his pants and went straight into the shower, allowing the water to fall on him with his head bowed and his hand touching the wall. He remained like that for close to ten minutes, not lifting a figure to wash himself.

An hour later, he appeared before Evelyn in a fresh change of clothes; a white t-shirt and grey skinny jeans. 

Noticing the tray of food in his hands, Evelyn starred at him in disbelief. “Are you kidding me?” She asked.

She had put her pair of trousers back on but she still had her upper body covered with a bed sheet.

Kelvin laid down the tray containing a plate of macaroni and cheese and some orange juice. Her phone was also there.

Evelyn tried to grab her phone from there but Kelvin was too quick for her. He removed the white shirt resting on his shoulders and threw it at her.

“At least finish dressing.” He told her.

Evelyn examined his shirt with a disgusted look on her face.

“You covered yourself well in my beddings. Which of the two do you think has witnessed more horrors than the other; the bedsheets or the shirt?”

He seemed to have made the decision easy for her. She turned around and put the shirt on, quickly dropping the bed sheet to the floor.

“You disgust me,” she said when she turned to look at him.

Kelvin gave her a mischievous smile. “Keep hating, I’ll have you know, there’s a thin line between love and hate. I am actually quite a nice guy when I am not exerting revenge on anyone.”

“I thought you said this was not revenge?”

“I lied.” He nonchalantly responded. “It’s both, it’s everything. Do you think you would be in this room if you were not Beatrice’s daughter? Anyway, you need to call your friend before she calls the police. She has already left you countless messages and missed calls.”

“Give me the phone.” She reached out her hand.

Kelvin laughed, “Do you think am stupid?” he asked her. “I will dial her number, put it on speaker and then hold it for you while you talk. And just in case you think about doing something stupid, think about what could have possibly happened during the time you had lost consciousness. In a world of technology and social media…there are countless possibilities.”

Evelyn appeared to be at a loss for words. She simply gaped at him in utter disbelief.

“Here,” Kelvin held out the phone to her. “Move closer,” he instructed her. “I know you have a knack for acting before thinking…this is not going to be one of those times.” He warned her.

There was terror written all over Evelyn’s face as she waited for Thando to pick up the call, thinking hard about what she was going to say to her.

Kelvin gestured for her to smile and she did as instructed.

“Eva, where the hell are you? Are you okay?” Thando went off at her the moment she answered the call.

Evelyn feigned a laugh. “Calm down Thando. I am okay. I am sorry I missed your calls. My battery had died and I only managed to charge it now.”

“Where the hell are you?”

“I am at a friend’s house in Makeni.”


Evelyn winced in pain at Thando’s assault of her eardrums.

“Yes, it’s someone I had not seen in a long time. We bumped into each other at the bus stop while I was waiting for a bus and she we just decided to hang out.”

“But which friend is this one? I thought I knew all of your friends Eva? Are you keeping secrets from me?” Evelyn could hear the laugh in her voice. Her friend’s mind had already wondered off.

Well at least she seemed to be buying her story…or whatever version was cooking up in her imaginative mind.

“It’s nothing like whatever you are thinking.” Evelyn told her friend.

“Okay, I won’t hound you tonight,” Thando relented. “Just tell whatever guy you are with that I don’t approve of his methods. He should first reach home before he can think about getting his hands on you.”

“It’s nothing like that Tha…” Evelyn then paused to look at whatever Kelvin was gesturing for her to do. “I was only calling to let you know that I am safe. I will see you tomorrow, okay?”

“You better call me in the morning before I die from curiosity. Have fun my darling!”

“Good night.” And Kelvin ended the call.

“That wasn’t so difficult now was it? I think am starting to like your friend.”

“Well she hates you, if you must know. She thinks you are up to no good and guess what, she was right.”

“Eat your food before it gets cold.” He turned to leave.

“Why are you keeping me here if you won’t do anything to me?”

Kelvin stopped. “Who said I wasn’t going to do anything?”

“I understand why you hate me,” she said. “I know that I am the physical manifestation of everything that went wrong with your sister, with your father…and with your mother.  But you know what; I don’t think it’s me you are mad at.”

Kelvin finally turned to look at her. “Enlighten me,” he said. “Who do you think I am mad at?”

“Beatrice my mother, your mother, and yourself.”

Kelvin appeared amused by her hypothesis. “Like I said, enlighten me.” He said, and moved to lean his back against the door.

“You are upset at Beatrice because of obvious reasons,” Evelyn started. “And you are upset at your mother because she changed after your father and sister’s death. You said it yourself, you became nothing but a tool for her to use. You are mad at yourself because you feel like you let your sister down.

“The only reason I am in this room is because I am the easiest target for you to vent on. You can get to Beatrice whenever you want because your mother has the final say on everything. You can’t rebel against your mother because she is the only family you have left and there is a part of you that wants to revenge as much as much as she does…and so, you just let her take charge.

“And as for yourself, let’s face it; you would have killed yourself a long time ago if you had the balls to do it. You brought me here for the simple reason that you need a scapegoat for your feelings of failure.”

“For someone with a two digit IQ, you seem to have quite a lot say.” Kelvin said.

“I mean not be book intelligent but I am street smart,” she fired back. “And you know I am right.”

“No you are not,” Kelvin said. Even he didn’t look like he was convinced by his response.

“Eat your food and go to bed,” he instructed, looking about ready to leave the room.

“What if I made you a proposal?” Evelyn said. “Would you be willing to think about it?”

“What sort of proposal?” He asked. “Nothing you say will change the fact that you are already mine.”

Evelyn looked defeated, from head to toe. She dropped down to the floor and sobbed the moment she was alone in the room.

Right outside the door, Kelvin listened to her sobbing with his hand clutched over his heart. He blinked away the tears, cleared his throat and walked upstairs to his study.

Throwing himself down into his chair behind his desk, Kelvin’s phone rang.

It was Moola.

He muted the call and then turned off his phone, a blank expression on his face as he sat back and watched the hands of time on the wall clock ahead tick-tock away.

Her Forgotten Daughter – Part 7


Kelvin was turning and tossing in his sleep, desperately trying to awaken from the grips of the nightmare that had haunted him for the past twenty years. When he finally succeeded in forcing himself awake, he stepped out of his bed and went to open both widows of his bedroom.

With no shirt on and with sweat dripping from his forehead, Kelvin flung the curtains open and starred into his dark backyard like a man trying to master all his strength for the battles awaiting him ahead.

He stood like that for close to five minutes before turning to look at the time on his alarm clock resting on his bedside table. It was about the only thing in the room he could clearly make out from where he was standing.

02:21, the alarm clock announced in its blue visionary wonder.

“Looks like it’s already my birthday,” Kelvin said to himself, a severe expression on his face as he slowly walked back to lay on his bed; his whole body facing up while his head rested on his arms over the pillow.

Suddenly struck by a thought, Kelvin reached out to the bedside table and grabbed his phone. He quickly went through his call log and messages and found tones of them from Moola and some from his friends, obviously wishing him a happy birthday.

“Nothing from you mother,” Kelvin said as he tossed his phone to the other side of the bed in frustration.

“Nothing,” he lamented. “What was I expecting?”

Are you happy dear sister? Does this make you happy wherever you are? Kelvin thought to himself.

“You could have picked any other day to die…why did it have to be my birthday?” Kelvin asked himself as an image of a truck ramming into his sister’s car flashed through his mind.

“Happy birthday?” He scoffed.

How could he possibly celebrate his birthday when it coincided with the day he lost his sister, the apple of his parent’s eyes?

The memory of that day was engraved on both his heart and mind and it kept replaying itself very so vividly whenever his birthday came.

* * *

Ten year old Kelvin had jumped out of his father’s vehicle the moment it was parked in front of his sister’s house.

After driving for so many hours, he was more than excited to have finally arrived. It had been such a long time since he had seen his older sister.

“Slow down young man before you lose a leg!” His father shouted behind him. But Kelvin wasn’t listening. He ran passed Irene the maid who was standing outside waiting to welcome them.

He was so consumed in his excitement at finally getting to celebrate his birthday with his sister that he did not see the distraught look on Irene’s face as he ran passed her.

“Nora! Nora!” he ran into almost every room of the house expecting to find his sister but there were no signs of her.

“It’s a good thing you are here sir,” Kelvin found Irene talking to his father when he ran back outside.

“Where’s my sister Aunt Irene?” The ten year old Kelvin had asked the woman who appeared to be crying.

“What’s wrong Ba Make Joe?” His father had asked. “Did something happen to my daughter?”

“You just missed her Sir,” Irene replied. “She got into her car and drove off after talking to Ms Melody on the phone.”

“Ms Melody? Isn’t she the lady….”

“Yes that same one sir.”

“What did they talk about to make her leave home at this hour?”

“All I know is that she had an argument with her husband, she kicked him out and then she called Ms Melody to ask for an address. I think she has gone to see Ms Melody’s daughter Beatrice.”

“What?” Alfred Kangwa had asked.

“That girl is very evil sir; you have to follow the madam just in case something happens. She is a very dangerous girl that one and Madam is in a delicate situation right now.” Irene informed him.

“What do you mean by delicate?”

“She is pregnant sir.”

“Do you know her address?” He asked.

“I can write it down for you. I had heard her say it when she was speaking on the phone.” Irene quickly ran into the house to write down the address while Kelvin’s father got back into his vehicle.

“Where do you think you are going?” Alfred asked his son who had just joined him in the car.

Kelvin banged the door and strapped his seatbelt on. “I also want to protect my sister if she is in danger dad.” He innocently yet determinedly told his father.

“I have no time for your drama young man; you better get out right now before I lose my cool.” But just then, Irene appeared with a piece of paper in hand. She handed it to him and stepped away from the vehicle.

“I am only taking you with me because I have no time to enter into an argument with you,” Alfred told his son as he turned his vehicle around.

“There’s her car dad, over there!” Kelvin was excitedly pointing in the distance to the side of the road where his sister’s car was parked.

“And there she is!” He pointed to her as she came out of the gate. “Drive faster before she leaves dad!” He shouted at his father.

“How are you even able to tell it’s her at this hour and from this far?” Alfred asked his son.

“Because I know her car and I know her very well, she’s my sister.” He proudly said.

“And she is my daughter,” his father laughed.

“But she is closer to me and she loves me more,” Kelvin answered back. But his father was no longer listening to him. Something in the distance had caught his eye.

“What’s going on?” Alfred asked, looking at the scene just ahead of them. “Isn’t that Herbert? What is he doing here?”

Kelvin quickly rolled down the window and put his head out. “Nora!” He shouted towards his sister’s vehicle. “Why have you slowed down dad? She is going to leave!”

Completely ignoring his panicking son, Alfred parked his car to the side of the road just a short distance from where his daughter’s car was parked.

“It looks like her husband still wants to talk to her. Let’s give them some time. Your mother interferes too much in her business; I don’t want her to think I have become the same.”

“But dad,” Kelvin had turned towards his father and was ready to launch an argument with him when the look of horror on his face stopped him.

And then came the sound of tires screeching against the tared road, the sound of metal against metal and when he turned his head, it was only to confirm his worst fears.

The ten year old boy saw his sister’s small vehicle reduced to half its size as the sound of broken glass and tired tyres filled the late evening air.

Kelvin had passed out.

* * *

Kelvin was forced out of his reverie by the ringing of his phone on the other side of the bed. He grabbed it and answered without checking his screen.

“Hello,” he said, his voice sounding almost out of breath.

“Son, are you okay?” His mother asked.

“Mum,” Kelvin sat up on his bed.

“I saw that you were online just a few minutes ago…so I thought I should check up on you. You can’t sleep?”

Kelvin shut his eyes and pressed his fingers hard over them, as if to force his tears back.

When he opened his eyes again, they were flaming red, like a man that had just risen from the pits of hell.

“It’s one of those days,” was all Kelvin could tell his mother. “What time is it over there?”

“It’s daytime,” she replied. “How are you holding up?” She asked in a very low tone.

“What do you expect mum?” Kelvin answered. “I am even surprised you called.”

“I know, me too.” She said. “Something you said to me last year made me realise that I was being very unfair to you.”

“What did I say?”

“Well, you didn’t say it directly per se…but I could tell just how much this whole thing affected you. I know that I have changed a lot ever since your sister’s death. I lost control….I was too busy mourning her and your dad…and doing everything possible to avenge their untimely death that I forgot to be a mother to you.”


“Let me speak,” her voice was shaking, as if from crying. “I need to get this off my chest. I am sorry son…I am so sorry that I wasn’t able to celebrate your birthday with you. Instead of mourning a lost daughter, I think it’s better for me to celebrate the life of the only child I still have.”

Kelvin couldn’t help but cry. How long had he waited for this moment to come? However, he couldn’t help wondering what had happened for his mother to turn around like that.

“I am grateful enough that you are helping me avenge her wrongful death and that’s good enough for me. Wherever she is, she will always be in my heart…in our hearts Vinny. So…, happy birthday son. I love you. I love you with all my heart.”

“Mum,” Kelvin said as tears streamed down his cheeks. “Mum…thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me.”

“I know son,” she said. “I am happy to hear the smile in your voice on your birthday. It’s been a long time coming.”

“I love you too mum.”

“Have yourself a great time today and don’t think about anything else, okay?”

“Yes…thank you so much mother.”

“I am going to look for a giant present for you so you go back to sleep and I will skype you later in the night. Happy birthday Kelvin. Go back to bed now.”

“Goodbye mum,” Kelvin was grinning from ear to ear as he put his phone down.

“I guess this calls for a celebration,” he said to himself with a tear stained face. “How about I give you and me a big present sis? We both deserve it on this special day of ours.” He picked up his phone again and dialled a number.

“I have a job for you in the evenings,” he told whoever was on the other side. “Meet me at our usual place at 2pm today for instructions.”

“Yes boss,” said a very deep masculine voice.

After ending the call with her son, Mrs Mervis Kangwa put her cell phone back into her handbag and walked out of the airport.

She found her driver waiting outside, holding the door open for her. “Welcome back Madam,” the middle aged man smiled and bowed his head slightly.

“Thank you Stephen,” Mervis replied and got into the car.

“Is Lucy at home?” She asked Stephen who was now behind the wheel.

“Yes ma’am,” he replied. “She is expecting you.”

“Good,” Mervis said and put her sunglasses back on, shifting slightly to make herself a little more comfortable.

* * *

After cleaning up her desk for the day break, Evelyn knocked on her boss’ door to say goodbye.

“Come in,” Sibusiswe said from the other side of the room.

Evelyn opened the door slightly and peeped in. “I’m heading out now boss,” she said.

Sibusiswe slowly got up from her chair, revealing her six months old pregnancy in the process. “It’s time already isn’t it?” She checked her wrist watch. “It’s amazing how time moves so fast when you have too much work to do.”

“You look like you are going to pop any minute,” Evelyn teased her.

“This is what I get for marrying a man whose family has a long history of twins,” Sibu said, placing her hand on her side to cushion the pain from her back.

“Do you need a ride?” Sibu asked. “Ted should be coming down any minute. We can leave you somewhere close to home. You can get a cab from there. It gets dark fast these days you know.”

Evelyn laughed. “You worry too much Madam Pregnant, I will be just fine. I actually think that it’s quicker to get on a bus than to use private transport. Those bus driver’s show no mercy on the road.”

“You should try describing them when you are using your own private transport; you won’t be smiling like that then.” Sibu said, picking up her handbag from her desk.

Evelyn chuckled. “You are so right. I know I would hate them if I was driving my own car. Do you need me to help you with your bag?” She was pointing to Sibu’s handbag.

“Pregnancy is not a disability Eva, stop acting like my husband.”

“And just what am I being accused of in here?” Ted popped up from behind Evelyn. Evelyn quickly stepped away from the door to give him space to enter.

Ted went inside and gave his wife a hug. “Been waiting the whole day to do this,” he said.

“We were together during lunch Ted…and you did way more than this.” Sibu accused.

“Okay, am gonna leave you two lovebirds now,” Evelyn announced and turned to leave. “See you tomorrow and have a good night!” She waved to them.

Ted released Sibu from the embrace and laughing, he said, “I think you made your secretary blush.”

“It’s about time she found herself a boyfriend that one,” Sibu said. She tried to get her coat from the hanger but ted beat her to it. He removed it and helped her put it on. He then grabbed her handbag from her, took her hand into his and led them out of the office.

Evelyn was lucky to find a bus already waiting at the station. She ran to secure a place before it filled up and managed to find a seat at the very back by the window side. Four more people and the bus was off.

She put her head sets on and turned her volume on full blast to keep anyone from trying to chat her up. Whenever she was on the bus, there was nothing she hated more than some peculiar stranger trying to engage her in an awkward conversation all in the hopes of getting her number or using her as an audience for exercising bragging rights.

As the music played in her ears, Evelyn couldn’t help smiling at the thought of Ted and Sibu. She had never seen a happier couple before.

Will I ever find something like that? She wondered.

She told herself.

If my own mother wants nothing to do with me…who the hell would give me that sort of happiness? That kind of luck only happens to those blessed from birth. I was cursed even before I came out of that woman’s womb.

Anyway, it doesn’t hurt to wish.

When the bus finally stopped at Marshlands, Evelyn came out and with her headsets still on, she walked the remaining distance to her place.

She was so engrossed in her music that she did not hear the van pull up in front of her just as she turned into the street leading straight to her home. Two strong looking men approached her from the sides and while one grabbed her by the head and held a cloth to her nose and mouth, the other scooped her up from the ground and carried her into the van.

She had no time to scream or kick in protest. She was knocked out by the chloroform the moment she was put in the van.

When Evelyn came to, she found herself alone in someone’s bedroom.

The room was very dark so she could not make out much of her surroundings. However, she could make out the bed with its clean white linen positioned right in the middle of the room.

When she lifted her head slightly to look around, she saw other movements around her from every corner of the room.

“Hello, is anyone here?” She asked.

But there was no response.

Evelyn quickly examined herself and found that she was still intact. Apart from her throbbing head and slight dizziness, she didn’t feel any kind of pain from certain parts of her body she was most concerned about.

How long was I out? She wondered.

She checked her pockets again and discovered that her cell phone was gone. She touched the places around her but felt no signs of her handbag.

She saw the same shadows of movement around her again but it was too dark to make out anything. She started wondering if she was hallucinating or not.

Where the hell am I? She asked herself as panic started rising in her.

Evelyn slowly got up from the floor and using her hands to find her way around the room, she moved towards the bed.

It was then she realized she had no shoes on as she felt the carpeted floor under her feet.

She resumed walking.

And so did the dark shadows around her.

She paused.

And so did they.

“Hello,” she said again. “Is anyone there?”

She had now reached the chorus of panic.

Whatever room she was in, it was big. Now in complete panic and fear mode, she quickly felt her way around until she found the door.

She banged against it with all her might, screaming at the top of her lungs for anyone to rescue her.

“Is anyone there?” She shouted.

“Who are you?” She yelled. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“What do you want?”

At the back of her mind, there was only one person she could think of that was capable of doing such a thing.

“Beatrice!” She screamed the name. “I know it’s you Beatrice! Get me out of here you demented woman!”

But there was no response.

After hailing all sorts of insults at whoever she thought was behind her captivity for close to three hours, Evelyn had no fight left in her any more.

Feeling cold and dejected, Evelyn wrapped her arms around her and dropped to the floor in resignation, awaiting whatever doom was in store for her.

She was coiled on the floor like that when the room suddenly lit up.

Evelyn was immediately on her feet.

And so did the dark shadows that had been following her around for the past three hours.

Now that she could clearly see her surroundings, a few things started making sense.

There were no dark shadows following her around.

It was her own reflection…or reflections…from all the mirrors covering the four walls of the room.

Evelyn moved around in a circle to take in the rest of the room.

The huge bed with its white linen was right in the centre of the room. And apart from the carpeted floor and the mirrors around, there was absolutely nothing else filling up the spaces of the large room, not even windows.

She finally understood why the room had been so dark.

She was about to start banging on the door for attention when it suddenly flung open. Running back into the room to pick up the only thing she could use to defend herself, Evelyn grabbed a pillow and stood back; waiting for whatever demon was behind all this to appear.

But no one appeared.

And the door remained wide open.

“Who are you?” Evelyn tried to communicate with her silent and invisible abductor.

“What do you want from me?”

“Beatrice, is that you?”

She was holding the pillow in front of her like a weapon, ready to attack whoever came through the door.

However, when five minutes went by and no one appeared, Evelyn grabbed onto whatever hope she had left in her and tip-toed towards the door.

She was just about to peep out when a tall figure appeared right in front of her and blocked her view.

Evelyn slowly lifted her head up and found herself gazing into a very familiar pair of brown eyes.

“You!” She yelled.