Chapter 8: Chapter 8

I thought I could handle the hurt, but little did I know that my heart wasn't even ready for the blow of having her so close to me just a few minutes ago, and now she is back in that hell hole of a house.

"How did I ever get to marry such a man? I asked out loud, thinking I was alone, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry about him, he isn't worth it". He says, and envelopes me in his broad arms, and I cried like a baby. It was kind of soothing for me, having him tap my back gently like a baby, I almost forgot that he was the same reason my life got destroyed in the first place. When I realized how closely he was holding me, I had to quickly disengage from him.

"So sorry". I said, sending my hair, across my ear, in a bit to hide my face.

"I really don't like seeing you cry like this. He says, and I locked eyes with him.

You used to be very happy, you saw everything good in things, You always made me smile, I always look forward to hearing you teach and...... (He didn't seem to know what else to say, but he found his words.

I don't want you sad please". When he stopped, he had his eyes fixated on mine, and I couldn't look away. It felt so hard, to take my eyes away, I don't know why I was looking at him the way I was, and why he wasn't helping, by trying to look away, but luckily for me, he looked away, trying to sit on the bed, and that was when I looked away

"Thank you for your kind words". I said, hoping he would just leave, but he still sat down on the bed, looking at me.

How did he get so bold? I thought, looking down and playing with the hemp of my dress. I guess he suspected that I was no longer comfortable with his presence, that he scuffled, then laughed.

"This is really awkward. (I raised my head, wondering what was awkward, before he added) You used to console me back then, and now, I get to console you". I laughed too, nodding to what he just said, but I just couldn't explain the feeling of not being able to look at him.

I guess I should just go". He added and I didn't know when I said "Yes". It was loud enough for him to know that I really wants him out of my space. He opened his eyes wide, to look at me, wondering if I actually just said that I wanted him out, I shook my head as if answering his nonverbal questions.

"Sorry, that didn't come out right, that is not what I mean. I just need a moment to myself, I need to know what's going to happen next, I mean my life is a big mess". I smiles, and he nodded, before coming close to me.

"Don't worry, I will take care of this, just don't worry". He assured me again, and then he left, without waiting for me to reply to him. Somehow I wish I could stop him, because there was no one in the entire house to keep me company, I wanted so much to have someone to talk to, but there was no one in sight to sit with me, and the only person that was willing to keep me company, I had to ask him to leave.

After he shut the door, I went to the door and stood there, holding on to the handle, like I wanted to open it and bring him back in.

I wanted to know what Whitney was doing at the time, I know they might still be on their way, or they might have gotten home. I feared that Edward might suspect something, so silently, I prayed for my daughter, she should just be safe for me, until I am able to save her.

Minutes later, there was a knock at the door, I thought it must be Craig, I was happy to have him back in, but when I got to the door, it wasn't Craig, it was an older man on suit. He has an uncanny resemblance to Craig, and I allowed my mind go wild, trying to put a name to the face.

"Mr Anderson? I asked, and he smiles.

"May I come in? He asked, and I nodded, before moving out of the way.

How could he be asking me, if he should come into his own house? I was very happy, seeing him in person, he looks so different from what I have seen on the papers. As a matter of fact, the papers, didn't do justice to him.

Does it mean, that my grandson really looks like me? He asked, and I smiles, while nodding my head.

Well, he has told me a lot about you. As a matter of fact, I heard about you first from him, five years ago, and that is why, I have decided to come and see, this teacher, that my son wants to help by all means". I didn't know what to say, but I was certainly, very happy, to have people like him, want to help me.

"Thank you very much sir". I said, with my head bowed low.

"I will like to get to know you more Mrs Samantha Edwards stones, over dinner". He says, showing me the way out. Since Craig left, I haven't had the chance to change, so I couldn't go out with him, so I politely, asked him to give me a few more minutes, and I will be down. He accepted, and walked away. I quickly changed into something simple, from the hanged clothes in the room, though I didn't know, whom they belonged, but they fit so well, I packed my hair into a loosed pony, checked out myself once more in the mirror, and walked out in a hurry.

When I got down, I noticed that there was a woman there too, and other people that I certainly, don't know. I surely didn't know how to behave, I pleaded with my nerves to behave itself, so that I don't end up embarrassing myself. I suddenly started feeling like I was meeting the parents of my husband for the very first time, and I am supposed to behave like a saint, but it was only a natural behavior.

This person used to be my student, I used to be a helper to him, and now, he is helping me.

Please come here Samantha. Craig says, you haven't left the room since you got here, and certainly, haven't had anything to eat". I heard Mr Anderson say, which made me give Craig a knowing stare, and instead of him to just stare back and look away, he winked at me, which sent cold shivers down my body, I had to fold my arms, as if I was having cold.

"Please, let's eat". The woman added, with a smile, while Craig quickly got up, and pulled out the seat for me to sit down, I thanked him before sitting down to eat.

I surely didn't know how hungry I was, until I took a spoon from the dish, and didn't stop eating, until my plate was empty.