Juliet_Omuadona

.... "Bella" Ray called her name with so much melody. Pulling her hand close to his chest to allow her listen to his heart beat. See. My heart beat for only you, Ray assured his girlfriend 
 Raymond Williams a successful singer and novelist is in a twist between the past that hurt and uncertain present. When an ex girlfriend comes back, knocking with a child.
  Can he trust the woman that hurt and broken his heart three years ago. Or the woman who has never giving him a reason to worry.

"You have no brains, you have no talent, you are useless just like your mother this is what Bella hears from her adopted mother for the past seventeen years of her life. 

   Bella wisdom a nineteen years old lady who trys to survive in a world where she  felt had no place for an orphan like herself. After two years of trying to get into college to become a lawyer Bella find a new part to become a writer but first she will need to get admitted into Mount Wing where only the very talented and wealthy students are welcome.
  The new part opens a new world of opportunities but challenges for her as she trys to find her new happiness. 
  
"Life will always have new challenge but  when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Bella Wisdom Wealth repeated her motto to herself. Blinking back the tears that were about to drop as she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.

The inheritance

When we got to my room, I lay Bella on the bed and cover her with the duvet. It was already time for dinner but I did not want to wake her up. I looked at her cute face and smile.


I walked out to the corridor and closed the door, before calling my house keeper first.


"Sir," her voice came from the other end.


"Get ride of all the trash in the house," I instructed her.


"Arianna get rid of the trash in my basement. Nobody will use it anymore."  I replied. Of course I had no plans of calling Ammy's name. I was right outside the balcony of the room what if Bella heard me.


How was I going explain to her that I kept my ex thing in my house. Yes, I moved them to my basement but they should no longer be in my house.


Three years ago I felt so heart broken that I could not get rid of her things but now I have no excuse to still have them.


I am starving