Crossed paths

Episode one: The bastard husband

It’s 6:43am and I have just gotten out of bed. I usually wake up earlier than this but today and ofcourse some days are exceptions. I drag my tired body to the bathroom to take a shower, clean my mouth and get ready to go to the office. I try on my new set of Louboutin and swagger up to the door, grasp the knob and twist it only to be met with the infuriating click of a locked door . I give the knob a confident turn once more and ….nope it’s locked. “f**k” I curse under my breath, thinking of ways to deal with that bastard after I find a way to get out of here. And when I say “ bastard” I mean my husband, Benneth Red. We had quarreled before bed and had ranted about packing my things out of his house and returning to my brother’s house. Luckily I have my phone with me. I scroll on my phone to find my secretary’s number, I quickly dial it and she picks up, “ hello Mrs Red” and I respond “ please get a locksmith and come with him or her to my place asap, I locked my door and can’t find the keys”. About 45 minutes later, I hear a knock and respond “Genevieve, is that you? “ “ Yes,Mrs Red, it’s me” she says. I get up from the edge of my bed as I hear the sound of a lock falling into place . The door swings open, revealing a man in his mid thirties whom I guess is the locksmith and my Secretary, Genevieve, foolishly smiling at me. Genevieve is a girl in her early twenties, she just finished college not long ago and had picked her to be my secretary after discovering her talent in fashion during an event hosted in her college. She reminded me of my mamà’s niece, Fea, whom she had brought home to keep me company before perishing and leaving my brother and I to fend for ourselves.