CHAPTER 12 Abel

It's been two weeks since I learnt the truth, I have always thought myself fatherless though I know I'm luckier than most girls but I still have a little daddy issue. I know I have been pussy-footing around the divorce, well I have always been a romantic. I was just like every girl who dreamed about her marriage and wants to live happily ever after. I have always wanted my marriage to last you know the 'to death do us part deal.'

My mother always told me that marriage is not a bed of roses and never would she pack out of her husband house and she never did, he packed out for her and never came back. A part of me wants this marriage to work even if I'm not in love with Abel. He his my best friend right it's worst than marrying a stranger, I grimaced. After all he his in love with me, I thought.

I slipped a bar of chocolate in my mouth, hmm, the sweetness, I moaned. Abel has been buying me flowers and my favourite chocolate, I did not tell him thank you neither did I refuse. That's not counting the money he has sent to my account. I like him guilty he is very useful. What makes it better is he doesn't expect me to speak to him, he has just been leaving his gift around the house with my name on it, tell me what could be better than gifts when it's not Christmas or my birthday. I actually confronted him about it and told me he was doing his bit as my husband, I didn't argue with him because be brought it on himself and he wants to.

It's just that a part of me worries if he his doing it to get on my good side because it's working. I'm not that much of a materialist person but it's more than just that, the other day he ironed all my clothes and arranged them back in my box before I got back. He knows how much I hate ironing and he cooks dinner when he his around and he doesn't force a conversation. The Abel I used to know would have quizzed me already, he his a bit impatient and he never takes no for an answer, hence, the marriage.

"Abel, can we talk before you go out? I asked him as he was about to open the door.

He rubbed his eyebrow with his hands and hissed silently, "I would love to talk but I have to attend this makeup classes, I have missed a lot of lectures this week."

"Sorry, I won't take long at least you're in your final year."

"It's not my fault you decided to run away 'Bel after I asked you not to go."

"I'm not blaming you 'Bel." I smile to myself remembering what we call ourselves when we were younger, "I really need to ask, Abel, is our marriage legal?"

"Why, thinking of divorce....?" He grimaced.

"Abel, please I want to know, I need to know and you know you're a friend to me."

"Yea, 'Bel, friend, got that news already and yes we are legally married even if it has not been consummated. You know your father would not have done anything if you hadn't signed right but you signed it..."

"No, no, no, he would have," I think back to the father I grew up with, he his not a bad man but he loves money and he would do anything to get it.

"He would have done it, because he doesn't make empty promises."

"If you believe so Mirabella, but would you please give me, us a chance we have to consummate this marriage and have a kid before three years or all our sacrifice would be in vain, give me a benefit of a doubt, please, I really live you and I would want this marriage or whatever it is to work out."

"Abel, you are my best friend or used to be at this rate, I don't understand you any more and what do you mean by sacrifice, what did you sacrifice."

"Bella, let me court you, let me take you out, give me chance to win your heart and it would be just me."

"And Abel, after that, and how long should I give you?"

"Give me a year, if it works out, I'll give you the wedding of your dreams and if not I'll sign the divorce paper you have in your drawer and help with you father."

I walked closer my arms akimbo, "You're going through my things, Abel, and would it be that easy."

"We don't talk any more, I needed to know what you were doing so Ok, and life is not meant to be easy all the time," he handed me a file from his bag and walked out in haste.

"Check that file, it should help you out and I love you Mirabella, I really do."

I opened the file and I realized it was what I've been looking for, the details to my father. In this document, his name and every details about him is present, well all about the whereabouts of his body dead or alive.

I sat on the chair, dumbfounded, he figured that I was looking for him and helped me with the information that I've been unable to get. Abel has always been one step ahead of me, who I'm I kidding, two steps on some occasions even when we were kids he always outsmarted me easily.

He says, I'm open and I trust easily. I've tried been manipulative, it never really worked it's why I preferred to run away, I won't have to face anything. I have a feeling I'm way in deeper than I've ever been and running away is not an option and I need to know the truth about my birth, why is it so complicated.

How did Abel get this document, I have asked my mother she won't say a thing, I searched my grandparents house again and found nothing. I even called the hospital I remembered saying he was born in and they only have one son registered. It's like they are trying so hard to hide the other brother which means there is more to the story than I'm told which makes me worry if I should trust Abel or not, he has worked with my father in the past, what makes this one different and he has always been manipulative, should I trust him or not?.