Chapter iv
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Girl “ come on,
Don't keep me waiting, how did it happen?
Out with the gist. I only remember stepping out for a while. Priscy exclaimed, bewildered.
There is nothing to gist or talk about. “OK,” I stepped out to clear my head. He almost ran me over, but he was so concerned that he offered to bring me back. There! That's all. Naime answered with a straight face. Why did I feel a tight chest immediately after I said this? She thought.
But I don't know what it is about him that hooked me, she continues. I'm excited just by the thought of seeing him again, and I really must be silly. I think maybe because he reminds me of my dad, I really miss him.
With a broad smile, Priscy nodded and said “Maybe “.
The door security alarm buzzed. That must be my delivery guy, Priscy said as she walked to the door.
Girl, I had some pizza delivered. Come on.
“I'm coming “
Naime, what are your plans?
Yes, I plan on stopping by the clinic and carrying out the test, and then proceeding to my office. Thank God tomorrow is my day off.
They chatted away the rest of the evening and finally bid each other good night.
At the clinic, Naime sat peacefully by the reception waiting to be called on. I wonder how mum is faring, I still can't believe you could get to such a length mum. She was gripped with thousands of thoughts. A glimpse of her name caught her attention. Her name has been displayed on the reception screen with the instructions to go in for her check-up.
Hello, I'm doctor T., your appointment was with doctor Raphael but he has an emergency so he’s not on seat but you can always cancel and reschedule if you wish for him to handle your case, he said with a broad smile.
I consent to go ahead. She responded.
Ok, let’s proceed.
Doctor T was silent all through the procedure.
Ok, I'm pleased to let you know that everything is perfect. If you have any questions or complaints please let me know.
Thank you doctor T. She heaved a sigh.
No complaints. See you later.
As she was about to exit the hospital premises, a familiar voice from behind drew her attention.
Mom “ Oh why is my mom here, she mutters fully tensed. I have to find out what is going on. She hid herself perfectly.
Mrs Williams, sadly we have not been able to find a donor for your son. But have you thought of your stepdaughter? She could be a match. She flagged him down with a firm NO!
And what about the funds, have you been able to raise?
Those words from the doctor began to ring repeatedly. Her throat tightened.
Oh, this is what this is all about?
Maxwell is sick, needs a donor, and funds have to be raised. A stepdaughter?
Why I'm I the last person to find out? Why is this hidden from me? Thousands of questions run through her mind and disturb her greatly.
Okay, doctor, before the donor is found the fund will be ready.
Thank you doctor I will be on my way. Sheila Williams said as she left the hospital environment.
Naime sat there in disbelief. Does it mean all my life had been a lie? I must connect the missing dot. She affirmed.
Hi, I want to be an anonymous donor for your patient. The doctor turns to look in disbelief.
Ok, pls step inside. For which in particular?
”Maxwell Williams”. She answered without hesitation.
“Okay” I will send you to the lab for the necessary check-up, if everything is fine we will contact them. Are you sure you want this to be anonymous? He asked, concerned.
“Yes, please”.
Ma’am, all the necessary tests have been carried out but, unfortunately, you are not a match.
Oh, but we are…. She was able to stop herself from revealing her identity.
Sadly, I will be on my way.
Yeah, take care.
She fumbled with her bag for her phone.
Hello Maxwell can we meet up? I really want to see you.
Sure, you know where to find me. He responded.
Right at Nathaniel Williams's house, Naime stood outside with mixed feelings. If they are not my family who am I?
Hey sis you are finally home. Maxwell beckoned for her to come in.
I just wanted to see you. She said as she gave him a tight embrace. I will be going back now. See you. Bye.
With mouth wide open Maxwell opened his mouth wide what the fuvk….
At the GREENHOME hospital. Naime walked straight to the fat lady seated at the receptionist's table.
Hello…. I would love to do a sibling test.
Ok, do you have an appointment or should I run you through the process?
Yeah, please do. Naime said.
After being checked in she was redirected to the unit.
Here is the material for the procedure. I really appreciate the fact that I was able to get a strain of Maxwell hair. She mutters to herself.
The results will be emailed to you in 48 hours.
Oh, I can wait.
Thank you. Bye.
All through the walk out of the hospital? Naime was torn in parts. Wide emotions run through her mind. She decided to go back to Priscy’s.
She got home and met Priscy and Bobby all dressed up and about to step out.
Oh, babe you're home at the right time, we have good news we will be going to the register by the 31st, yeah’
Oh, come here!
You deserve everything you are getting and more, I'm so thrilled.
We are stepping out to celebrate. You can tag along if you don't mind.
I’m extremely happy for you but, I will pass. She said, thankful that she will have some quiet time to reflect.
Naime lay down. With streams of tears gushing down her cheeks.
Does it mean my life has been a joke? Twenty years of lies. I wish I could just sleep and wake up and it will all be a dream.
Dad, who am I really?
All through the night Naime lay still gazing up at the ceiling, lots of what-ifs ran through her mind. Where do I start from? I will lie low till the result is out.
The next morning Naime woke up with a low spirit. When she got to the office, she messed up her first order.
“Excuse me this wasn't what I ordered? Oh my! Sorry ma'am, the order is for table 3.
My apologies.
Miss Naime, it is notable that you have a low spirit today, why not meet the management and sign in sick so you can check yourself out, you really look pale. Celine Naime’s work shift partner said.
Naime walks through to the manager’s office low-spirited. Where do I spring out from really? She mutters to herself.
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