"Karen." He dropped on his knees before her. "Paige's execution is in to day. We need your evidence to appeal.""Well," she frowned, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her. "Marry me, Damien. Marry me tomorrow. I'll get the file, and we'll apeal. It's that simple. She doesn't have to die, you know that, right?"He stood up, disappointed, and sat beside her on the couch. "I'll marry you tomorrow. Get the evidence tonight. Kamila needs to send it tonight. "I can't do that. You marry me first, okay?"" Are you crazy? There's no time.""You don't raise your voice at me, Damien!" She yelled back. Damien snorted. "I have conditions.""If we get married. We are going back to China and never coming back to Alabama.""Perfect with my plans. My whole life is in China. What do I want to do in this city?" She said.
"We'll go to the registry as early as possible tomorrow. I've asked Kamila to come pick us up. Now please be human and send the evidence. Use the cyber cafe here. Please, we need this fast, Karen."She was quiet for a while, then she leaned into him, pressing her chest against his. "You really love this girl." Damien shut his eyes. "Fine. Get the file. We marry tomorrow."She left.
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Kamila's POV
"Oh my God, Paige!" I embraced her. The court had ordered her release immediately; the evidence was sent in, and the case was adjourned for a final hearing. I felt finally free, finally saved from all that plagued my mind ever since I encountered the Kam case. And then the joy that I am getting my job back; I'm not dead somewhere, and I have the Almighty Annabelle Steele. Even Kyle observed my sudden insomnia ever since I returned; I just could not wait for this day the day Paige would walk out of the cell as a free woman." Hope." She wept, her tears soaking my shirt. "Thank you for…"" Don't mention." She wasn't letting go of the hug. I signaled to Kyle to get the rest of the documents done himself. Damien had left for China with his new wife Karen, and I promised him not to tell Paige that I ever met him. I just hoped she didn't ask." How did you do it? How did you get the evidence? Who killed my father?"Still holding on to my arms, she poured her questions on me. I sighed. "Paige, can we go home first? There's someone you would want to see first." Her face lightened and darkened almost immediately. God, please help me to help Paige heal. I prayed.
Kyle came over just in time. "Okay ladies, let's move…" he bounced out of the stations. My husband only bounces when he has completed a successful mission or maybe on our playful date night. He must be thrilled. I held Paige's hand as we walked out. I wished I could do some abracadabra to give her frail limbs strength or her distorted face a glow. God, why would you allow a person to suffer this much? I had asked before I remembered I should not questioned. Okay, God, I'm sorry. I'm just… I apologized.
Journey home was weird. Since Paige stayed mute, we feared if we talked we might make her feel uncomfortable, so we only conversed with indistinct eye contact, a funny one. Kyle can be very funny when he's happy. When we got home, I took Paige to one other room we have reserved for our baby, whenever she is born. I had prepared the room for her and put some clothes in the closet for her to wear pending the time she would be with us."So, this is your room. You can take a shower there, and there are clothes in the closet." I announced before turning to leave, "Are you leaving?" She asked, "Your room or the house?" I regret…
"The house. We need to talk."
"You need to rest, Paige. Look, I'll prepare lunch and bring yours here. Don't stress yourself. I think I have painkillers…""You think I need painkillers?" She cuts in.Okay, maybe you should shut up now, Kamila."Paige, i…"
"No…" She shook her head. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have… done that. I'll rest… THank you."
She looked like she was struggling. I took one last glance at her frail figure and helped myself out.Kyle suggested that we order lunch so we could talk before he goes back to work. He settled at the dining table while making the order on his phone while I picked up my seat beside his."Does Annabel remember anything?"
"Not yet. Not since I've been with her."
"Should we tell Paige about her?"
"Of course, but I was thinking tomorrow… she needs a lot of rest and probably a medical checkup."
"well, you ladies understand each other. I'm just happy this is over."
I smiled. "Thank you, Kyle." He stood up to leave."For what?"
"I thought I could do it all by myself, but… I was wrong."
"Babies always get it wrong sometimes…" he jeered.I poked him. "Well, I'm a grown-up adult…""Hope!"
"Kamila"
Their voices came from different angles, and I felt the wind blow out of me. With our jaws dropped, we watched Paige in pajamas walk towards Annabelle before jumping on her."Mum!"