Chapter 67

Sandra
That Muse glue skin is finally gone, I can breathe for a second. You had to see her play the star during the mourning. She was the one who wanted to be at the center of everything that was happening. This girl comes out of my pores. I don't want to smell it, or see it in paint. I wanted to stay with Euniel in order to get closer to him. There has been too much tension between us lately. Once left alone, I will find him in his room.
"Honey, I'm so sorry for your father!" I tell him as I take a seat on the bed next to him.
"Thank you for your concern!"
"Do you need something here now?"
"No thanks! Thanks anyway for caring!"
Without Euniel's agreement, I decide to take initiatives then I start to caress him. Euniel doesn't seem very receptive.
"Come on, let yourself go my love!" I say emphatically.
"No sorry Sandra! I'm not in my head right now."
"You'll see that it will do you a lot of good if you let yourself go. I'm going to take good care of you, my love."
I spoke while stroking his chest. Euniel retracts and looks annoyed.
"I told you that I don't mind that, don't insist!"
"Why do you push me away all the time? Don't you want me? What's wrong with you?" I questioned him with great difficulty.
"I just don't feel ready to have sex right now. Is that so hard to understand?"
"Yes, very hard to understand as it's never the right time with you. It would have been another day that had nothing to do with the death of your father, that you would have said that you did not I didn't mind it. If you push me away all the time, that has to mean you're cheating on me. But with who? Is it with that bitch Muse?"
I've talked way too much about this. But I felt so bad that he pushed me away all the time. Euniel glares at me, then says in a threatening voice.
"You're lucky I don't hit women, otherwise I would have made you regret what you just said."
"Ah yes? Because who is she? Isn't she a whore hanging out with a man that doesn't belong to her? How am I supposed to call her?"
I see Euniel making superhuman efforts to control himself. There is no doubt that my words hurt him a lot.
"I'll ask you to get out of this room. I think I've heard enough for tonight. And for your information, you can go home tomorrow morning. I don't want your company."
"Corn..."
"Get out Sandra, before I lose my patience and do something I'll regret later!" He orders in a firm tone.
I end up leaving in spite of myself. It is enough that I allude to this plague of Muse for Euniel to lose his means. I wonder what that girl did to him to make him lose his mind so much. What hurts me the most is the fact that he completely ignores me at the expense of Muse. I have become invisible to her since Muse's return. I curse the day she came home. He barely kissed me. Since I told him about the pregnancy, he has never slept with me. Yet I often want him.
I go to the room where Euniel asked me to occupy looking very upset. I lie on my back, stroking my stomach. Things can often be so difficult. I think of a way to get Muse out of my way. I'm afraid she will succeed in making Euniel change her mind. While I was thinking about it, my phone started ringing. I let it ring without picking up the call. However, the call is insistent, prompting me to pick up the phone on the second ring. A quick glance at the phone screen and I see that Pauline is calling me.
"Hello!" I say when the device is in my ear.
"Do you need the police to pick up my call?" She replies in an aggressive tone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was you calling."
"Make sure it never happens again. I don't want to call you more than one voice, otherwise you'll have to deal with me. Did I make myself understood?" Pauline thundered.
I wonder how I'm going to manage to always pick up his calls on the first ring. It is simply impossible. However, I cannot tell him my thoughts. It would cause World War III and I am not ready to engage in that war. So I decide to lay low.
"Okay Madame Pauline!"
"Very well! I'm calling to ask you about your fiancé."
"He's fine. Finally, he's slowly recovering from the death of his father."
"But I don't care if he's fine or not. Who asked you if he's getting over his father's death or not?" Pauline scolds me.
I don't understand this woman anymore. She asks me a question and when I answer it, it becomes a problem.
"I thought that..."
"Stop believing you poor idiot! I'm asking you if Euniel hinted at her suspicions about her father's death. What does he think of that?" She responds by cutting me off.
"He didn't tell me what he thought of it. However, I did see Muse and talk to her aside before she came in." I tell him.
"So you can't get him to trust you?! How can you be so stupid?!"
"I'm sorry ma'am..."
"Anyway, I guess you've been following their conversation?!"
"There was no way I could. They were talking in the open and Mr. Hawam was sitting next to me. It was impossible for me to do anything."
"How incapable are you?! Finally, what use is it to me to be next to Euniel? You know that you have no room for error, I hope?!" She told me in a threatening voice.
"Yes Ma'am, I know that." I stammered.
"In that case, that's good. Since you're still with him, it's time to sow doubt in his mind about Muse." She suggests me less irritating on just now.
"Okay, I'm listening to you." I responded with doubled interest.
"I want you to trick Euniel into thinking that the information they share in their meeting with Muse and Mister Hawam, is being leaked by one of them. He needs to start suspecting them and moving away from them. In this way, you will take advantage of it to quickly convince him to marry you as soon as possible. And at the same time, their research on Cécile will stop and I will make sure that they never succeed in their quest."
I listened to Pauline carefully and I admit that her proposal is more than attractive. I wonder how I didn't think of that sooner. We must admit that Pauline is very ingenious in her ideas. I can't wait until tomorrow to start putting our plan into action.
Euniel
Sleeping in this house when my father is no longer in this world is a bit painful. Fortunately, I have my biological father and my mother still. Without forgetting Muse. Their love and support meant a lot to me. Of course, I would have liked Muse to stay with me, rather than Sandra. I don't know, but the latter has become unbearable to me. I don't want her around anymore. Everything about her repulses me. Last night, for example, she wanted us to make love. But I pushed her away. I took as pretext the fact that it is the mourning of my father and that I did not feel ready to do it. Yet if it had been Muse tonight, I would have made love with her all the way. It would have done me a lot of good and it would even have helped me mourn the loss of my father. Besides, the same day that my father had died, I had a mad desire to make love to Muse. I felt like I felt better after that. I wanted to be in Muse's arms. Pushing Sandra back yesterday was only due to the fact that I didn't want her at all. I wonder how things will turn out in our marriage. Will I manage to desire Sandra? I feel like someone who has been framed. Yes, that's the feeling I have. Sandra tricked me into getting pregnant, knowing that I would feel obligated to stay with her.
I still hang out in bed for quite a while, hoping not to run into Sandra when I go out. I told her last night that I wanted her to leave me alone and she could go home. Indeed, I don't have the head to get caught up in perpetual clashes. Sandra is always complaining and trying to get me out of my gongs. I had to use a lot of self-control last night not to give him a good smack. Calling Muse a bitch, while the latter shows great restraint every time I wanted to make love with her. It's Muse who holds herself back all the time thinking about Sandra. It's being ungrateful to her I think. I'm still mad at Sandra, that's why I don't want to bump her into the house.
I lay in bed waiting for the morning to pass, hoping that Sandra had already left by this time. However, I hear light knocks on my bedroom door, then it opens without my answering. And me, who was hoping that she would already be gone?! It is bad to know her.
"Are you up already?!" She observes in a shy voice.
Sandra nonchalantly walks up to me, then she sits down.
"I thought you would have already left."
"Didn't you think I should leave when you have a grudge against me?!"
"I'm not mad at you. I just want to be calm and rest my mind. But that's impossible with you. You're always messing around. I'm tired of this atmosphere." I tell her looking annoyed.
"You're right my love. I admit I've been a little bothersome lately, but it's just out of jealousy. I'm afraid of losing you, which is why I often overreact."
"But it doesn't make any sense, since I told you that we are together and that I want to marry you. The day I change my mind, I will tell you. So stop reacting like that ."
"You're right darling! I admit I did wrong and I promise to try hard to change. I won't bother you with any more fuss. I promise!"
Sandra seemed to really want to change given her sincere gaze. It must be said that I am not ready for this squabble either.
"Agreed!"
"But I wanted to let you know some of my doubts." Sandra tells me in a hesitant tone, which arouses my curiosity.
"Ah...I'm listening."
I become more attentive to Sandra, wondering what she wants to talk to me about.
"Well... I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but..."
Sandra becomes more and more enigmatic, while my curiosity increases tenfold.
"Go ahead, you can talk." I encouraged her by seeing her hesitant look.
"Actually, I was left thinking last night about her father's death and something caught my eye."
"What the hell? Get straight to the point Sandra." I tell her being eager to follow what she is referring to.
"Okay! I just wanted to tell you that I found it curious that it was the same day that you came to see your father that he died. Didn't you? I guess you had talked before you left. If that's the case, maybe he had told someone you were coming and who knows? Maybe he told him that he intended to tell you some truths about your mother."
What Sandra tells me is not insignificant. I had already thought of that. It only comes to confirm my suspicions.
"What are you implying?"
"Excuse me if I say nonsense, but I have the impression that someone gave the information that you were coming to see your father and those who are behind the kidnapping of your mother have decided to kill your father so that he wouldn't say anything. Otherwise, how exactly did they kill him on the day you were supposed to meet? Don't you find that suspicious? Who are the people who knew about your trip to see your father? "
What Sandra is saying really makes sense. However, only Muse and my father knew that I was coming to see my father. Who has betrayed me?