The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 90

~Linda~

I had to have a sandwich.

There was no way I would sit in the booth until noon before I ate.

A woman was selling delicious turkey sandwiches, and I went to her stall. Besides my cravings, I did not want to sit alone in the booth with Avery. Even though I chose to be oblivious of it, I noticed she had been acting strangely towards me since my bump started showing.

It had become so bad that I dared not make certain gestures around her. I knew how she felt, but I believed it was unfair for her to act that way around me.

I hoped she got pregnant soon so I could have my friend back.

While I waited for the woman to put my sandwich together, I rubbed my bump and thought of the joy in my life.

Theodore took all my pain away. Bit by bit, he broke down my defences and fixed them with his love.

He loved me through my fears and uncertainties.

After seeing what Sylvester did for Tamia, I knew I had nothing to worry about where Theo was concerned, and I was grateful for him.

Thanks to his love, I was a different person altogether.

I remember walking around drunk and sleeping with anyone who told me they found me attractive.

It wasn't like I cared for them; I was just looking for a way out, anyone that would challenge that prick Kyle so he could set me free.

Then I met Eric, a delta breed and a warrior. He said he loved me. I could still remember it like yesterday.

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I was depressed, and I wanted to visit someone. I wanted to go somewhere, have fun and forget my troubles.

I had a bad headache from the alcohol I had consumed the night before, so I needed to take care of it before figuring out who I would visit.

I wanted to visit Avery that day, but I thought of what she was facing at home and decided against it.

I did not see her at the meeting, so I knew Max had locked her up again. Tamia was the lukiest of us. Leo was making an effort, and he still loved her. She was still in charge, and no one dared her.

I wished I were in her shoes.

As much as I wanted to visit Tamia, I wasn't as close to her as I was to Avery. So I opted to go to a pharmacy to get painkillers and return to my home, which was also my prison and torture chamber.

I met Eric at the counter, and he was handsome.

One thing led to the other, and I found myself dating him.

It was supposed to be a fling, but we could not stop seeing each other. He made me happy and helped me forget my troubles. I was at peace around him, and he respected my body. He was what I thought I needed in a man, and I became infatuated with him.

Eric began to plan how he would request to challenge Kyle, and I encouraged it. But then I got pregnant and decided to run away with Eric and deal with the mark later.

I wasn't thinking. I was desperate.

Kyle once told me I could do whatever I liked, but he would kill me if I got caught.

Kyle also believed I was barren and good for nothing. He believed it strongly because he had just touched Rebbecca once, and she got pregnant.

When I think of it. Rebbecca's pregnancy was the reason he accepted and claimed her.

He said he had slept with her to figure out if he was the one with the issue, and when she returned to him pregnant, he realised I was the barren piece of shit. What an arsehole.

He accused me of many things and said I was only suitable for entertainment. That was why he treated me the way he did because he thought I was barren.

The painful part was that I believed him until Eric got me pregnant. That was why I chose to elope on impulse.

I knew the pregnancy would make Kyle mad, so I had no choice but to elope with Eric, but Eric was a coward.

He ran away and left me to deal with the mess.

I was arrested on the day I planned to run away. Rebecca claimed I had tried to poison her and her children, and Kyle believed her; my plans of running with Eric did not help too, coupled with the fact that I was pregnant.

Kyle beat the shit out of me and locked me up.

He told me I would rot in the cell, and he was right.

I lost my baby and almost lost my mind entirely before I was taken out of the cell and handed to the northern soldiers.

The irony of my suffering was I was made to shower and change my clothes every day in that cell, so I looked like someone that had care. It was Kyles's sick joke. I told him I did not try to kill his mate and children, but he did not believe me.

I rubbed my bump, glad that all was in my past now.

I was determined to love Theo without reserve.

I refused to be damaged goods or act like one.

I refused to be a broken woman. I will love him as if he was my first, and Kyle never existed. I owed myself that much.